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i was blessed with a curse and for better or for worse i was born into a hearse single muse, multiverse, and selective. written by nat.

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╳ ░ @sicklxttlehearts

          “ oh, uh — ” he looks up then, pen POISED over a worn-out sketchpad, black ink standing in STARK contrast against the white paper. “ — it’s a sparrow. i’m designing a tattoo for one of my clients. ” he lets the pen fall back against the desk, the better to give the other his UNDIVIDED attention. “ did you — need anyting? ”

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BUNNY

           she sniffs a little, wrapping both of her arms around his neck, teeth biting onto her bottom lip as she feels tears fill up her WIDE eyes, looking up at him as if he put the stars in the sky. “promise?” she questions quietly, eyes fluttering at the FEELING of his hand through her shoulder-length black hair, studded tongue poking out from between rose coloured lips, dragging over her bottom one. “yes, PLEASE.”

             there’s a small smile PLAYING across his lips, hoping it looked assuring enough to ease some of the other’s worries. “ i promise. ” he affirms, pressing a kiss onto the top of her head — just the SMALLEST brush of his lips. “ d’you want me to get your things? we can move it up to the flat. ”

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SKY

           A light smile ghosted across his lips as he thought about his friends,                   { his brothers more like }. “Fair point.” he agreed, nodding. “But living       for millennia with the same three people, you kinda get sick of each other.”               He was silent for a few seconds before turning to face the other, “What                          about you? Does it get tiring?” 

          “ well, that makes sense. ” he states, brows creasing into a FROWN once he sees that his joint has all but burned out. he lets it fall to the ground, expelling the last of the smoke before CARDING his fingers through his hair. “ not exactly, no. i do my best to make sure that each vessel is different, keep things interesting. ” he shrugs then, finally letting his gaze fall onto the other. “ i’m SURPRISED the three of you have stuck together this long, though. ever thought of going separate paths? ”

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ELIJAH

   elijah nodded solemnly. “i’m not giving up. i can’t. i really can’t.” he sighed softly, rubbing his stomach once more. looking up, he was surprised that the male was already finished. “a-alright,” he whispered, standing up and following the other. “by the way, I never got your name. i’m elijah.”

  “ that wouldn’t be RIGHT, no. ” he agrees with a small smile. he gestures to the chair situated at the center of the room, a silent command for the blonde to sit down. he sets the sketch down on the table set beside it, grabbing his supplies and placing those beside it as well. “ adam. ” he says simply, holding out his hand, a marker POISED in the other. “ wrist, please? ”

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SKY

         He gave the other a sidelong glance, noticing how different he’d looked                       from the last time Sky had seen him. He wondered BRIEFLY wether if the              next time they met, he’d look just as different, while Sky would look exactly                    the same. He shook his head, shifting his gaze back towards the horizon.                                “I haven’t so far. Though it does get LONELY sometimes.” 

           he’s nodding at the other’s response, leaning back to focus on some spot ABOVE him. he brings the joint to his lips, taking another DRAG before speaking. “ at least you’ve got the others. ” he MUSED, watching the smoke rise up into the air. the words fall flat, like they usually do, dashing any theories that he must be lonely too ( he WASN’T ) . “ small comfort, don’t you think? ”

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ELIJAH

    elijah bit into his already worn lip as he nodded. “i can’t help but keep believing he’s out there. it hurts too much if i even think that…” shaking his head, he looked down at this hands. he scoffed as he shook his head. “i’m hoping that it won’t be,” he whispered in return before he smiled up at the artist. “anyways umm, so yeah. the lip print and the date. i think that’s it for now.”

    “ don’t give up on him, all right? if your roles were REVERSED, i’m pretty sure he won’t give up on you either. and it’s not. i’m SURE it’s not. ” he stands up then, sketch clutched in one hand and motioning to the back room with the other, offering the male a KIND smile. “ this way, then. ” he says, making his way out of the room and into the next.

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ELIJAH

     elijah frowned as the other let out such a large sigh but it sparked the fire in his chest. of hope. “h-how are you so sure?” he asked but he was glad someone else thought the same as he did. “umm… t-the last piece of him died that day,” he said, cryptically. but he couldn’t stop his hand of rubbing at his stomach. the one place that was supposed to be safe for a baby.

       “ i just know. ” he says, and he wished he could LEAVE it at that, but he knows he can’t. and so he supplies, “ i remember meeting a nice couple a few years back. she could tell when he was hurt. she couldn’t really explain it, but she always KNEW. the day he died, she found out before anyone had even told her. ” he finishes the sketch then, placing the cap back on top of the pen before looking back up. “ when people have a deep enough connection, they just KNOW. if you believe he’s still out there, then he probably is. ” and the story wasn’t a lie, per se, but he couldn’t very well let the blonde know that alex wasn’t dead because his soul hasn’t been CLAIMED yet. his face falls as the other confirms his suspicions, sadness washing over him. “ not the last. ” is all he says, voice barely above a whisper. “ things WILL get better. ”

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BUNNY

        the GENTLE words are enough to let her allow the hands on her body, and she welcomes the embrace like it’s her HOME. her eyes close, hand now fisted in his shirt and she doesn’t plan on letting go anytime soon. “but they’re going to HURT me.” she whispers, almost WHIMPERS. fear flows into her bones like BLOOD through her veins. this wasn’t her, this is everything she wished she’d NEVER be, everything her step father told her NOT to be.

           now he wraps both arms around her frame, as if he could stop her from falling APART ( he doubts that it would work, but he sincerely hoped it WOULD ) . “ they’re not gonna hurt you, okay? not while i’m around. ” and goodness knows that transcended her existence by CENTURIES. “ i won’t let them. ” one hand cards through her hair, attempting to SOOTHE the other. “ what if you stayed with me for a while? would that make you feel SAFER?”

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ELIJAH

    elijah waved the other off, taking in a deep breath to keep his tears at bay. “you didn’t know,” he told him, sighing softly. biting in his lip, he nodded slowly. “alex… alex wilde.” he whispered. “he… he means everything to me.” eli made sure to try and keep the present tense. he couldn’t let himself think that he was actually gone. “umm.. could i also get a date with it? the 23rd of september? like underneath it.”

       he lets the name permeate his thoughts, turning it over in his brain — and he heaves a sigh of RELIEF, glad that his next words would hold nothing but truth. “ he’s still out there, i’m sure of it. ” he leaves it at that, knowing full well that he couldn’t reveal too much even if he wanted to — but then UNEASE settles at the pit of his stomach, coating it with dread. “ what happened that day? ” he asks, though he’s fairly certain that he already knows the answer.

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ELIJAH

    goosebumps raised on his arm as the other touched him, bringing it to his chest once he let go. “thank you,” he whispered, sitting himself down across from him. the small smile helped him calm down a bit, giving a smile in return. “umm, my b-boyfriend. h-he disappeared a-about two months ago. i-i don’t know if he’s s-still alive or…” he couldn’t say the word as water pooled in his eyes. “sorry,” he whispered, chuckling as he cursed himself for being emotional. “i would always kiss the inside of his wrist so i wanted.. a reminder.”

       the response PEAKS his curiosity, lifting his head and hoping he looked nothing short of reassuring. “ it’s all right, ” he says, and there’s that small smile again — adam never really did grin as much as he should. “ i didn’t mean to strike a nerve. forgive me for INTRUDING. ” he turns back to his work then, his next words being delivered as casually as he could manage. “ but if you don’t mind me asking — what’s his name? your boyfriend’s, i mean. ”

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ELIJAH

     “y-yeah.” he was worried it sounded stupid. people got these all the time but for elijah, it meant everything. he slowly let out his right wrist for the other. “i-i think a sketched one. so it’s unique…”

       he runs a finger down the VEIN inside his client’s wrist, letting it go soon after in favour of grabbing a piece of paper from the stack sitting on his table.“ i’ll DRAW one for you, then. ” he says, shooting the other a small SMILE before doing just that. “ so why a lip print? ” he asks, over the sound of his pen SCRATCHING against the paper.

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ELIJAH

      elijah nodded his head, biting into his lip. it would be his first one and he was hella nervous. “umm, yeah actually,” but he felt kind of bad for not looking at his art. scanning the books, he smiled. it was amazing. “i um.. i was thinking of getting a lip print. on the inside of my wrist.”

      “ a lip print. ” he repeats, nodding. he pushes the binder to the side, clearing a bit of room on his CLUTTERED work desk. “ which one? ” he asks, holding out a hand for the blonde to place one of his wrists in. “ and do you have a template or would you rather i sketched one? ”

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BUNNY

      she nods her head, a deep FEAR of getting too worked up and embarrassing herself infecting her. “ yeah, after me. you know — you know about my dad, right? the whole  ‘gang ’ thing. well he uh – i got INVOLVED with some stuff, s-so now people want me DEAD. ” her words are rushed out in a scared breath, wide eyes daring to catch the others gaze. “ i feel like i’m going CRAZY. ”

         one hand comes up to WRAP around her waist, pulling her in — the other stroking her cheek in an attempt to put her at ease. “ you’re not going going INSANE, b. ” the words are soft, like butterfly wings — WHISPERS in the wind. “ and you’re not gonna die, all right? you’re gonna be just FINE. ” and he doesn’t know how to tell her that his statements rang TRUE, that it wouldn’t be her time for at least another decade or two.

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          “ do you ever find it TIRING? ” he asks, bringing the cigarette to his lips and taking a drag — EASING the smoke out of his lungs slowly. “ being immortal, i mean. ” it’s not something he would usually ask, preferring to keep matters LIGHT at nights like these, but he allows himself the simple excuse of having cannabis CLOUDING his brain.

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          “ a tattoo? ” he echoes, though that much must have been OBVIOUS — the other male had walked into his shop, after all. “ do you — have anything in mind? ” he takes out one of his portfolios all the same, the way he usually does in order to give his clients IDEAS in case they had none. “ i’ve got a couple of designs right here. ”