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Jasper lifts his eyebrow at that. " You'd be suprised about how many times ive been taken to a lab." He could tell the other was exhausted. He wouldnt make him do anything he didn't want to do. Though, tonight might not be the best for fucking. Perhaps something a bit more personal, a bit more meaningful. " Of course not. Ive got all the time in the world. We can do the fine print later."

Soon he offers Jett the glass and when he takes it he watches him for a moment before saying," You can sleep here tonight. Ill be sure to get you up in time so you can get to everything you need tomorrow, but until then enjoy yourself."

Jett’s coy smirk diminished to a genuinely grateful and relieved smile as he took the offered glass. The pressure was off. “Thanks. That’s mighty kind of you,” he replied warmly, knocking back the metallic, somewhat sweet liquid like a shot. The effects weren’t immediate, but as he looked back at Jasper, he could feel his mind beginning to slip into a sort of fuzzy haze that brought a certain heat to his core, and a pretty flush to his face.

“I’m yours tonight, darlin’,” he murmurs, leaning in close.

Watching him take it like a shot he cant help a slight smirk escape his lips. Oh the poor boy needed this more than he did. Jasper takes the glass from him when he was done putting on the table nearby. " Hmm. As much as that sounds fucking wonderful sweetheart I know something you need far more than my body tonight." He just looks into Jetts eyes before moving to join him on the same couch.

When he was there he patts his lap for Jett to join him. " C'mere Sweetheart. Ive got what you need."

The witch was eager to comply, scooting over to plant his ass gently into Jasper’s inviting lap and making himself comfortable. The arm that had been slung over the back of the couch was now draped around the vampire’s shoulders. Jasper’s words had him intrigued, though. What exactly did he have planned?

“I’m sure you do, sugar. Lookin’ forward to it~”

Soon with the Witch in his lap Jasper looks into his eyes. He had his arms around his waist. He lightly rubs his hips then leans in close to breath in his scent. " Tonight's about you Darlin. We can fuck another night. What im gonna do is give you something you need and deserve." With that his hands move from his hips to one in his hair while the other caressed his face.

xmultimusesx

"So if I ripped out your artificial heart how long would it take for it to stop beating?" - Ripley 8 to Kersh.

@scarecrows-monsters

Kirsh raised an eyebrow for a faint moment at the question, before he spoke bluntly and a bit dryly as usual "I would imagine not long given there would be no fluid to keep it running, though if it is all the same to you feel free to test it on another synthetic. I have work to do, besides different models might have different results"

#muse: Ripley 8/ Xenomorph

Robots were all the same. They were never fun. Of course she always liked to mess with the newer models whenever she was around one. " You mean the children running around? Oh how boring. But I guess its all the same coming from you. A little humanity could help you out."

[ COLLAR ] ; the sender puts a collar on the receiver. ( for Hannibal )

" Don't you think these are a bit much?" Hannibal was amused by the chains and collar. Of course he wasent against it in the slightest. In fact he was fascinated to how this may go. " What do you have planned?"

#muse: Hannibal #verse: Spoice

@scarecrows-monsters | for Jasper

Jett had just kicked off his European tour with a show in London, delivering an electrifying and moody set that left his audience demanding an encore. He knew exactly what song to play, too, given the weight of certain gazes on him throughout the night. The young star walked back out onstage with his signature jet black steel string, and began singing a bluesy little number with a haunting tune.

“I see you out in the crowd.

The lonely, the broken, the beaten down.

Thieves in the shadows, stalkers in the rain.

You hide your faces, bury your pain.

What if I said that I welcome your fangs?

That you’re the blade I’m looking for?

I’m broken, too.

I see you~”

Jasper lifts his eyebrow at that. " You'd be suprised about how many times ive been taken to a lab." He could tell the other was exhausted. He wouldnt make him do anything he didn't want to do. Though, tonight might not be the best for fucking. Perhaps something a bit more personal, a bit more meaningful. " Of course not. Ive got all the time in the world. We can do the fine print later."

Soon he offers Jett the glass and when he takes it he watches him for a moment before saying," You can sleep here tonight. Ill be sure to get you up in time so you can get to everything you need tomorrow, but until then enjoy yourself."

Jett’s coy smirk diminished to a genuinely grateful and relieved smile as he took the offered glass. The pressure was off. “Thanks. That’s mighty kind of you,” he replied warmly, knocking back the metallic, somewhat sweet liquid like a shot. The effects weren’t immediate, but as he looked back at Jasper, he could feel his mind beginning to slip into a sort of fuzzy haze that brought a certain heat to his core, and a pretty flush to his face.

“I’m yours tonight, darlin’,” he murmurs, leaning in close.

#muse: jasper/ talamasca #verse: Spoice

Watching him take it like a shot he cant help a slight smirk escape his lips. Oh the poor boy needed this more than he did. Jasper takes the glass from him when he was done putting on the table nearby. " Hmm. As much as that sounds fucking wonderful sweetheart I know something you need far more than my body tonight." He just looks into Jetts eyes before moving to join him on the same couch.

When he was there he patts his lap for Jett to join him. " C'mere Sweetheart. Ive got what you need."

mcflymemes

"SOOOOO... WHAT IF WE KISSED...?" PROMPTS * assorted dialogue for tossing out the idea of being in a relationship or just kissing and seeing what happens after, adjust as necessary

i hear you're a good kisser.

are you staring at my lips?

how about a kiss for old time's sake?

maybe we could experiment a little.

have you ever thought about kissing me?

is there even an "us?"

a little bird told me you're a really good kisser.

could you see me as... more than just a friend?

what's a little fooling around between friends?

i'll admit, i have thought about you like that.

kissing you sounds like a very good idea.

i've been meaning to ask you out for ages.

maybe we could... see what happens.

there's no harm in a little experimentation.

did you want to kiss me back then?

for what it's worth, i really enjoyed the kiss and i wouldn't mind doing that again sometime.

could we pretend this is our first kiss?

maybe we could go on a date sometime.

you could start by coming closer.

just wondering what you taste like.

i saw you looking at me earlier.

could we talk about... us?

i'm not interested in anyone but you.

i bet if we tried, we could make it work.

a kiss won't kill us.

wanna makeout?

quick, kiss me before they walk over here.

i've wanted to kiss you for a long time now.

i never had the courage to ask you if you'd kiss me.

could i keep seeing you after this?

i really enjoyed it, by the way.

you're a much better kisser than i expected.

well, that got out of hand quickly.

maybe we should redo our first kiss.

next time, we should make it a date.

can i kiss you?

kissing sounds really fun right now.

have you been kissed before?

i never liked kissing until you.

you are... unbelievably good at that.

give me a minute to catch my breath.

your heart is racing.

are you okay? you look very flustered.

are my cheeks burning?

figured we're both about to die, so what the hell.

wonderful-rp-resources

SEND ❓+ A QUESTION AND MY MUSE HAS NO CHOICE BUT TO ANSWER TRUTHFULLY

feel free to elaborate as much as possible!

Specify which muse for multimuse blogs.

thunderousmemes

𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐓𝐎𝐗𝐈𝐂 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐒 — 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

(obsession, ruin, twisted devotion, and the kind of love that bruises)

POSSESSIVE • “MINE EVEN WHEN YOU RUN”

• “Walk out that door and I swear I’ll drag you right back.” • “Don’t look at them. Look at me.” • “You’re not leaving. Not without me.” • “You knew I was dangerous when you touched me.” • “Keep pretending you don’t want me. I like watching you fail.” • “If you run, I will find you.” • “Come here. Now. Don’t make me repeat myself.”

OBSESSION • UNHEALTHY DEVOTION

• “I’d destroy myself for you… isn’t that what you wanted?” • “Tell me you hate me—say it like your hands aren’t shaking.” • “I can’t stop thinking about you. It’s becoming a problem.” • “You ruin me, and I still crawl back.” • “We’re wrong together… but gods, we fit.” • “If you leave, I’ll follow. I always do.” • “You’re the only addiction I never tried to quit.”

MANIPULATION • POWER GAMES

• “Call it manipulation if you want. I call it control.” • “Careful. I know every lie you’ve ever told.” • “You don’t trust me? Good. You shouldn’t.” • “I never said you couldn’t leave. I just said you wouldn’t.” • “You’re trembling—don’t pretend it’s fear.” • “I like watching you try to resist me.” • “You depend on me more than you think.”

PUSH/PULL • CAN’T STAY, CAN’T LEAVE

• “Every time I get close, you run. Yet here you are again.” • “We’re toxic… but I can’t breathe without this.” • “I should stay away from you. So why am I here?” • “Hate me all you want—you still want me.” • “We destroy each other, slowly.” • “Tell me why you always come back.” • “Push me one more time and see what breaks first—me or you.”

BETRAYAL • LIES • PAINFUL LONGING

• “You promised you wouldn’t hurt me. You lied.” • “Don’t act surprised—betrayal is how we communicate.” • “You used me… and I let you.” • “You weren’t supposed to fall for me. That wasn’t part of the deal.” • “You stabbed me in the back and still expect to be forgiven?” • “We lied to each other. And we’re still here.” • “If you want the truth… I never planned on letting you go.”

TOXIC SOFTNESS • DANGEROUS COMFORT

• “Stay with me. Even if it ruins us.” • “I hate how gentle you are with me.” • “Don’t look at me like that… I’ll break.” • “You make me want things I shouldn’t.” • “I should push you away. I won’t.” • “You feel like home—and that terrifies me.” • “I’m bad for you… but you keep choosing me.”

DAMAGE • BREAKING POINTS

• “If this burns, then let it burn all the way down.” • “We’re killing each other softly.” • “Tell me when to stop. I probably won’t.” • “If you want me gone, you’ll have to shove harder than that.” • “Maybe we’re not meant to heal.” • “You bring out the worst in me.” • “Let’s ruin each other properly.”

rosemovedprompts

Relationship Types

Send one or more emojis ( + descriptions ) for the kind of ship/dynamic you’d like to write with my muse! ( for multimuses, please specify. )

ROMANTIC

❤️ committed, romantic relationship 💘 friends to lovers 💔 used to be together but broke up ❣️ skinny love 💗 slow burn 💌 one muse has a crush on the other muse 💕 mutual pining 💝 romantic relationship of convenience 🏫 highschool sweethearts 💒 arranged relationship ( dating, engagement, political, etc. ) 💋 one-sided romantic relationship ( specify which muse, Sender or Receiver ) 🖤 lovers to enemies 🤍 enemies to lovers

SEXUAL

💖 a sexual relationship that could turn romantic 🧡 friends with benefits 👄 a sexual, non-romantic relationship 🏩 sexual relationship of convenience 🔥 unresolved sexual tension 💟 developing sexual relationship ( may include romance ) 💞 one muse approaches the other out of convenience ( specify which muse, Sender or Receiver ) 🔪 enemies with sexual tension

FAMILIAL

👪 biological family 👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 adopted family 🧑‍🤝‍🧑 family by choice/found family 👩‍👧 older/younger siblings 👭 twins 👥 cousins or extended family 👣 estranged family/feuding family 👨‍🏫 one muse is a teacher/mentor for the other muse ( specify which muse, Sender or Receiver ) 🚸 coworkers like family 🟡 family out of circumstance ⚪ pretending to be family

PLATONIC

💜 friendship 💙 queerplatonic partners ( an intimate, non-romantic committed relationship ) 💚 friends like siblings 💛 childhood friends 💧 friends due to traumatic experiences 🤝 coworkers ⛔ reluctant friends ✅ enemies to friends 🌈 developing friendship ☀️ friends of circumstance 👔 strangers working together ☕ one muse works in service of the other ( specify which muse, Sender or Receiver ) 🕴 partners in illegal activities 👯partners in crime trope ⚡ sparring partners 🩹 friends forced to work against each other 🟥 one muse makes a deal or contract with the other ( magic or non-magic. ) ( specify which muse, Sender or Receiver )

ENEMIES

🦴 mortal enemies 💀 enemies ⚔️ rivalry 🗡️ one-sided rivalry/grudge ( specify which muse, Sender or Receiver ) 🧠 enemies as narrative foils 💬 enemies because of conflicting ideologies 🤫 one muse is secretly an enemy/traitor to the other muse ( specify which muse, Sender or Receiver ) 😨 one muse is using the other muse for their benefit ( specify which muse, Sender or Receiver ) ❌ guilty by association 🚫 friends to enemies 🪓 occupational enemies 🩸 enemies tolerating each other for a common goal ⚫ enemies using each other out of convenience ⬜ coworkers who hate each other

Original by lunarscaled, who is deactivated.

memepocalypse

Hidden Injuries

"Wait - you're bleeding."

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"Okay, I have you, I have you -"

"Don't you dare pass out on me."

"You good? You look a little pale."

"Your shirt... is that blood?"

"Oh, my god, are you serious? I think it's broken!"

"Why would you hide this from us?!"

"Okay - okay, breathe. We're going to help you."

"You idiot! You could have died!"

"I'm - I'm calling an ambulance -"

"Why are you breathing so shallowly?"

"You can barely stand."

"Sit down. Right now."

"I'm going to fix you up, but you have to sit still."

"I've had worse."

"It's not that bad, really..."

"I'm just a little... light headed...."

"It's barely bleeding at all."

"Aw, man, I liked this shirt."

"Oh, yeah that's... huh. That's a lot of blood."

"I'm just gonna sit right here... for a minute..."

"My chest really... hurts..."

"I can't really breathe -"

"Ow. It's fine. Ow."

"I can handle it myself."

"Oh, that? Yeah it's just... it's just a little blood..."

"Barely touched me."

"Why are there two of you?"

"I'll be fine. I'm great. I'm - I'm fantastic. Don't worry about me! I'm just gonna go... into this really nice... warm light..."

#rp memes #specify which muse

busyw0man

⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐦𝐞. 𝐧𝐨𝐰. (VERY USFT!!!!) 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 - send ‘reverse’ for the sender and receiver to swap. adjust wording as needed!

[ grind ] sender straddles receiver’s lap and starts grinding against them, slow and intentional

[ whisper ] sender leans in and whispers exactly what they want to do to receiver in excruciating detail

[ wristgrab ] in the middle of a heated moment, sender pins receiver’s wrists above their head

[ needy ] sender pulls receiver into their lap, desperate and breathless, kissing them like it’s not enough

[ tease ] sender drags their lips and tongue down the length of receiver’s stomach, but stops just before going lower

[ undone ] sender undresses receiver one piece of clothing at a time, dragging it out with loaded glances

[ taste ] sender drops to their knees and starts kissing up the inside of receiver’s thighs

[ lapfull ] sender drags receiver onto their lap in the middle of a conversation, their hands already wandering

[ control ] sender takes full control, guiding receiver’s hands, body, and every motion

[ tug ] sender grips receiver’s hair and yanks their head back to kiss them roughly

[ choke ] sender wraps a hand lightly around receiver’s throat while their lips are barely apart

[ lipbite ] sender bites down on receiver’s bottom lip while grinding against them

[ praise ] in the middle of it all, sender whispers praise between every movement "just like that," "you're doing so good," "don’t stop"

[ beg ] sender makes receiver beg for it

[ mouthy ] sender licks into receiver’s mouth mid-kiss, messy and aggressive

[ suck ] sender sucks a mark into receiver’s neck, possessive and without shame

[ edge ] sender brings receiver right to the brink, over and over, refusing to let them finish

[ wrecked ] sender has one goal: to leave receiver trembling and ruined beneath them

[ needy grind ] clothes still on, sender grinds against receiver until they’re both panting, desperate for more

[ between ] sender slips a hand between receiver’s thighs while whispering, “you’ve been wanting this, haven’t you?”

[ ride ] sender pushes receiver down and climbs on top, holding eye contact the entire time

[ spit ] sender leans over and lets spit drip into receiver’s mouth before kissing them hard

[ mess ] clothes scattered, sheets ruined, bodies tangled—sender and receiver didn’t hold back

[ slow ] sender draws everything out. every stroke, every breath, every motion unbearably slow

[ possessive ] sender fucks receiver like they’re trying to make sure no one else ever will

[ overstim ] sender keeps going even after receiver's already shaking from release

[ grip ] sender grabs receiver by the hips, holding them in place while taking full control

[ hot & heavy ] sender and receiver go at it somewhere they absolutely shouldn’t

[ control freak ] sender lets receiver think they're in charge… until they flip the roles mid-way

[ lips everywhere ] sender kisses every part of receiver’s body.

[ breathless ] sender doesn’t let up until receiver is clawing at their back, gasping for air

[ all night ] sender makes sure receiver doesn’t sleep... again, and again, and again

[ tongue ] sender slides their tongue along receiver’s skin, taking their time tasting every inch

[ dark corner ] they don’t make it home! sender drags receiver into a shadowed corner and gets to work

[ eye contact ] sender holds eye contact the entire time they’re going down on receiver

[ mirror ] sender takes receiver in front of the mirror so they can both watch

𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

❝ i want to hear every sound you make. don’t hold back. ❞

❝ get on your knees—now. ❞

❝ you’re not leaving this bed until i say so. ❞

❝ look at you. all mine and dripping for it. ❞

❝ you said 'just one more time' last time, remember? ❞

❝ keep quiet, or they’ll hear. ❞

❝ is this what you wanted? me, like this, ruining you? ❞

❝ you’re shaking—already? we’ve barely started. ❞

❝ i haven’t even touched you yet, and you're already begging. ❞

❝ be good for me and spread your legs. ❞

❝ don’t you dare finish until i tell you to. ❞

❝ you’re going to be the death of me, but i’ll die happy. ❞

❝ say it. say you need me. say it louder. ❞

❝ i could do this all night. want to test me? ❞

❝ if you want more, use your words. ❞

❝ you look so pretty when you beg. ❞

❝ you’re not shy now, are you? ❞

❝ take it. like that. good. ❞

❝ tell me where you want my mouth. ❞

❝ don’t bite your lip—moan. i want to hear it. ❞

@scarecrows-monsters | for Jasper

Jett had just kicked off his European tour with a show in London, delivering an electrifying and moody set that left his audience demanding an encore. He knew exactly what song to play, too, given the weight of certain gazes on him throughout the night. The young star walked back out onstage with his signature jet black steel string, and began singing a bluesy little number with a haunting tune.

“I see you out in the crowd.

The lonely, the broken, the beaten down.

Thieves in the shadows, stalkers in the rain.

You hide your faces, bury your pain.

What if I said that I welcome your fangs?

That you’re the blade I’m looking for?

I’m broken, too.

I see you~”

Jasper lifts his eyebrow at that. " You'd be suprised about how many times ive been taken to a lab." He could tell the other was exhausted. He wouldnt make him do anything he didn't want to do. Though, tonight might not be the best for fucking. Perhaps something a bit more personal, a bit more meaningful. " Of course not. Ive got all the time in the world. We can do the fine print later."

Soon he offers Jett the glass and when he takes it he watches him for a moment before saying," You can sleep here tonight. Ill be sure to get you up in time so you can get to everything you need tomorrow, but until then enjoy yourself."

@scarecrows-monsters | for Jasper

Jett had just kicked off his European tour with a show in London, delivering an electrifying and moody set that left his audience demanding an encore. He knew exactly what song to play, too, given the weight of certain gazes on him throughout the night. The young star walked back out onstage with his signature jet black steel string, and began singing a bluesy little number with a haunting tune.

“I see you out in the crowd.

The lonely, the broken, the beaten down.

Thieves in the shadows, stalkers in the rain.

You hide your faces, bury your pain.

What if I said that I welcome your fangs?

That you’re the blade I’m looking for?

I’m broken, too.

I see you~”

Apon entering the place Jasper closes the door and moves inside leading to the livingroom area. There he immediately sits down on the couch and grins," If there is magic, abilities, or somthing new to hit London it dosent stay quiet long, and that's dangerous in itself sweetheart. Im sure your aware from past experiences your blood is very much desired for the taste and how it makes us feel. Not only that your power if you were controlled could potentially be dangerous to many people."

Leaning back into the couch he looked like he owned the place. " I was there to see if the rumors were true and they were. Which means you are on a lot of immortals lists here. I can offer you protection if your so inclined to take it."

Ah, there it was. Jett sat down beside Jasper, listening to his pitch with a keen ear. “I assure you, I am more than capable of protectin’ myself and my band from supernatural threats. Been studyin’ my craft since I was in high school, and I ain’t never stopped gettin’ stronger. However,” he continued, inclining his head a little as he considered the offer, “an ally here could be handy.” He truly didn’t have many. Even within his coven back in North Carolina, he was considered an outcast. The industry folks he worked with only valued him for the money he could bring in. His bandmates were cool, but they didn’t know about the other side of his life any more than anyone else did.

His expression faltered a little, but he maintained his smile. “I mean, I ain’t too keen on the whole ‘bein’ controlled’ thing, but a companion would be ideal. And I get the feelin’ that your connections could be helpful in many ways.” Jett turned in his seat to face Jasper, draping an arm over the back of the couch. Back to scheming. “But if I agreed to somethin’ like that, then what might you need from me?”

With the other sitting next to him Jasper presses his knee lightly against Jetts. He listens to him while contemplating what he may ask of him. Looking into Jetts eyes he grins slightly," Oh Sweetheart that's a dangerous question asking someone like me. But im not gonna lie. I fucking hate liars. I would very much be interested in some of your blood. Im not going to drain you dry. Theirs no fun in that." His eyes slide down the others form slightly before flickering right back to his eyes. " Of course there might be something else we both can gain from this in the end."

Sitting up that brings him closer to Jett. His stare intense not leaving Jetts. " You have to understand if you agree and we both can make ends meet i won't tolerate lying or betrayal of any kind. Its a two way street. You want to know something you ask .e and dont go digging around."

He didn’t back down. In fact, the tension between them only made his heart beat faster. This was beyond exciting! Jett smirked once more. “If it’s blood ya want, darlin’, then I’ll require blood in return. Equivalent exchange. I have resources that could be useful to you, as well, and you’re right about us both havin’ plenty of benefits to gain from this arrangement.”

His expression softens a bit, however, when the other man mentions his expectations. “I’m not a fan of liars, either, to be completely transparent with you. Been hurt too many times by people who couldn’t keep their promises. That song you heard me singin’ at the end of the show? I wrote it for a reason.” Several reasons, really. “I treat people, especially potential friends or partners, the way I want to be treated. Some people think they can take advantage of that. Of me. It doesn’t end well for ‘em.”

"Hmm.." Jasper seemed to think about that. Blood for blood. He sits back in his chair for a moment. " And by chance what do you want with my blood? I dont just give that away to anyone." Vampire blood could be sold for high prices due to what it could do. Healing g properties, highs, enhanced sexual desire and so much more. Of course if the vampire that you got the blood from was still alive a bond would form between the two.

" Oh you've no idea the things we could do together baby."

Hearing the others voice soften and speak lightly of things he could feel a tug.. a light one. He understood how the other felt. Eyes flickering back to Jetts eyes he grins showing teeth. " Oh, you and I could definitely have some fun together." He could feel a connection of some kind to this person. Of what sort he wssent sure of yet. Time would only tell. He just hoped the other didn't betray him.

Jett tilted his head a little, coy grin still playing on his lips. “What for? Nothin’ nefarious, I assure you. I know what your blood will do to me just as well as I know what my blood will do to you, darlin’.” The witch let out a light chuckle. “I don’t take givin’ away literal part of myself lightly. If you’re gonna get high on me, then I’d love to get high on you, too. Equivalent exchange, like I mentioned before.”

The way Jasper was talking about everything they could get up to together already had Jett a little hot under the collar. The things he was willing to let this man do to him…

“No idea, huh?” He chuckled again, leaning in a little with obvious interest. “Then please enlighten me. I look forward to findin’ out what plans you got up your sleeve for li’l ol’ me~”

Jasper just stares at the other for a moment not saying anything. Suddenly hes up on his feet moving over to a bar area. There he has small crystal glasses and pulls one out. " Here's the thing Jett. If im giving blood it has to be done here with me. Things may happen or I may just watch you enjoy yourself." He could smell the arousal on the other and of course he wouldnt say no to an offer like that...of course he would make the other work for it.

He slices a sharp nail across his wrist letting his blood flow into the glass. Watching the other he says," Of course we could get right to it. I can smell the need coming off you in waves. After you drink this we can fuck. Or." He pauses to lick his wound and watches it heal. " We can be big boys tonight and actually get to work on contracts and getting to work."

He moves from the bar with the glass in his hand. Moving to sit back in his chair right next to Jett. The glass of blood swirling lightly as he looks into Jetts eyes. He was challenging him. See which he wanted most now.

#muse: jasper/ talamasca #its the lip tremble #they want each other

howfarweseek

It's the primal shit you just cannot hide.

@scarecrows-monsters | for Jasper

Jett had just kicked off his European tour with a show in London, delivering an electrifying and moody set that left his audience demanding an encore. He knew exactly what song to play, too, given the weight of certain gazes on him throughout the night. The young star walked back out onstage with his signature jet black steel string, and began singing a bluesy little number with a haunting tune.

“I see you out in the crowd.

The lonely, the broken, the beaten down.

Thieves in the shadows, stalkers in the rain.

You hide your faces, bury your pain.

What if I said that I welcome your fangs?

That you’re the blade I’m looking for?

I’m broken, too.

I see you~”

Apon entering the place Jasper closes the door and moves inside leading to the livingroom area. There he immediately sits down on the couch and grins," If there is magic, abilities, or somthing new to hit London it dosent stay quiet long, and that's dangerous in itself sweetheart. Im sure your aware from past experiences your blood is very much desired for the taste and how it makes us feel. Not only that your power if you were controlled could potentially be dangerous to many people."

Leaning back into the couch he looked like he owned the place. " I was there to see if the rumors were true and they were. Which means you are on a lot of immortals lists here. I can offer you protection if your so inclined to take it."

Ah, there it was. Jett sat down beside Jasper, listening to his pitch with a keen ear. “I assure you, I am more than capable of protectin’ myself and my band from supernatural threats. Been studyin’ my craft since I was in high school, and I ain’t never stopped gettin’ stronger. However,” he continued, inclining his head a little as he considered the offer, “an ally here could be handy.” He truly didn’t have many. Even within his coven back in North Carolina, he was considered an outcast. The industry folks he worked with only valued him for the money he could bring in. His bandmates were cool, but they didn’t know about the other side of his life any more than anyone else did.

His expression faltered a little, but he maintained his smile. “I mean, I ain’t too keen on the whole ‘bein’ controlled’ thing, but a companion would be ideal. And I get the feelin’ that your connections could be helpful in many ways.” Jett turned in his seat to face Jasper, draping an arm over the back of the couch. Back to scheming. “But if I agreed to somethin’ like that, then what might you need from me?”

With the other sitting next to him Jasper presses his knee lightly against Jetts. He listens to him while contemplating what he may ask of him. Looking into Jetts eyes he grins slightly," Oh Sweetheart that's a dangerous question asking someone like me. But im not gonna lie. I fucking hate liars. I would very much be interested in some of your blood. Im not going to drain you dry. Theirs no fun in that." His eyes slide down the others form slightly before flickering right back to his eyes. " Of course there might be something else we both can gain from this in the end."

Sitting up that brings him closer to Jett. His stare intense not leaving Jetts. " You have to understand if you agree and we both can make ends meet i won't tolerate lying or betrayal of any kind. Its a two way street. You want to know something you ask .e and dont go digging around."

He didn’t back down. In fact, the tension between them only made his heart beat faster. This was beyond exciting! Jett smirked once more. “If it’s blood ya want, darlin’, then I’ll require blood in return. Equivalent exchange. I have resources that could be useful to you, as well, and you’re right about us both havin’ plenty of benefits to gain from this arrangement.”

His expression softens a bit, however, when the other man mentions his expectations. “I’m not a fan of liars, either, to be completely transparent with you. Been hurt too many times by people who couldn’t keep their promises. That song you heard me singin’ at the end of the show? I wrote it for a reason.” Several reasons, really. “I treat people, especially potential friends or partners, the way I want to be treated. Some people think they can take advantage of that. Of me. It doesn’t end well for ‘em.”

"Hmm.." Jasper seemed to think about that. Blood for blood. He sits back in his chair for a moment. " And by chance what do you want with my blood? I dont just give that away to anyone." Vampire blood could be sold for high prices due to what it could do. Healing g properties, highs, enhanced sexual desire and so much more. Of course if the vampire that you got the blood from was still alive a bond would form between the two.

" Oh you've no idea the things we could do together baby."

Hearing the others voice soften and speak lightly of things he could feel a tug.. a light one. He understood how the other felt. Eyes flickering back to Jetts eyes he grins showing teeth. " Oh, you and I could definitely have some fun together." He could feel a connection of some kind to this person. Of what sort he wssent sure of yet. Time would only tell. He just hoped the other didn't betray him.

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“Careful… I might be trouble. Or maybe you are.”

“You look way too calm for someone in this kind of danger.”

“Oh, don’t act like you’re not enjoying this.”

“I’d warn you… but where’s the fun in that?”

“If you think I’m serious now… you clearly don’t know me.”

“Do you always flirt with disaster, or am I special?”

“One wrong move, and I might just steal your heart. Or your lunch. Depends on my mood.”

“I like a little chaos with my conversation. You’re perfect.”

“You’re either incredibly brave… or incredibly foolish. Either way, I’m intrigued.”

“Don’t look at me like that… unless you’re planning something naughty.”

“I’d play nice, but where’s the fun in restraint?”

“I could tell you a secret… but you might get distracted. And I like distractions.”

“Are you always this reckless, or do I bring it out in you?”

“I might let you win… maybe. Depends on how charming you are.”

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Vlad typically didn't do things like this. It made memories come to the surface. It had taken time, talking to others and looking at his armor for a long time. He was going to do it. He was going to a Ren Fair. He had made sure that his armor complied with the rules as well as the sword he would be bringing. Being able to manipulate the weather certainly helped as he made it a cloudy day.

What was even better this fair also had night events. Spending the day getting a feel for things he actually was able to relax. He met many people and allowed a couple photos. When night fell it seemed a lot more activities came about as well as... the more rowdy crowd.

Moving through events he eventually stops at one. A duel event? He looked at the rules then the people. His eyes do eventually land on one individual. He was rather enthusiastic, more than most and it was amusing.

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