ALEX VASQUEZ

SPLICE PROTEGE | 26 | POLYMORPHIC SUMMONER "You know those little voices you hear in your head? Those little ticks you try to ignore? There's four of them and they want to come out to play. Stay away from EDDIE" CLOSED TO AVOCATES RPG

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TWO PASSIONS | CLOSED

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“Excuse me,” Alex made his way through the compound just to make it up to the wing that housed the makeshift quarters for mentors who needed a suite and those who’d already chosen the HQ as their bunk. His voice was careful not to disturb the older man but he leans against the door, considering he might’ve been studying or revamping his class or something- Alex didn’t want to be too much of a distraction. He gripped the plastic wrapping behind his back and he soon presents the gift. It wasn’t much, because Alex wasn’t able to go out and get the man something nice, but it was a bunch of bite-size Snickers and Twix bars arranged in a bouquet and tapped to green straws. 

“I...,” He hangs his head. “I know it ain’t much, but I wanted to say thanks.” Alex smiles softly, using the moment to hide. It didn’t take much for him to build a softness for the man but it was apparently stronger than before- possibly aspects of his personality traits were amplified. He was aware. Hell, he knew it before everyone else did. But it was certainly a push in a positive direction. Nickolai deserved nice things. “May I come in?” It was obvious that the protege was a fan. Hopefully, he was fond of him as well. 

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“Well if you were able to do all of that, then you aren’t too far gone. “ Eddie pointed out. Seeing Alex like this made him wish that their parents were still here. He missed them and even at their worst moments, they always wanted what they thought was the best for them. “You and your hair are going to be alright, Alex. I promise. Sit on my bed.” While he was talking, the mini fridge door opened and there was a bottle of water moving towards them. “Drink some water. “ He tried to think about why Alex was stuck like this. He wasn’t an expert on demons at all and he cursed himself for not being more prepared for this. “You being loco about this isn’t helping yourself. Now what do you need for me to do? You know your demons and you know your powers. You can still talk to me so you’re in control for now. We’re going to do this. Together.”

Alex tried to find humor in it to show that he wasn’t trying to think too hard on the situation but there was an evident fact that he wasn’t exactly handling it well. Seeing Eddie like this made him feel the opposite. He was glad they weren’t around to see this- see him like this. The man groaned, still keeping hands away from his face. “Water isn’t going to fix this? I’ve already taken my body size in fluid.” Alex slowly shift. Hands falling. He wasn’t embarrassed. Not by the features. There were so many details going wrong. He would black in-and-out. Conscious had come and gone. But Eddie wouldn’t be the wiser. The demon began to pull strings and as he sat on the bed, he lets his hand drift across his brow. He rests. “I think I just want to sleep, now. I’m feeling exhausted.” He looks toward his brother before sliding back against the wall. Perhaps he could determine a plan of action.

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"Magnificent. I think you should, yes."

“Appreciate your opinion, Laz. Mr. Laz.” Alex shrugs. He opts to just show him another one since he wasn’t so shy, just for the hell of it. “What’s up?”

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"That ass is a masterpiece. Never be ashamed to show it off."

“Well well. Thank you. I ain’t swinging a caboose like most of the dude here but I got a lil somethin to work with.” Since Laz was already here, Alex shows him another pic. “I was bored. Should I tweet this out?” 

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Pull your pants up. Your ass is showing.

“Close your eyes. I’ve got admirers.” 

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If you're inviting, I'll keep eating that bussy until my jaw falls off.

“Alright, baby. Not too much. I don’t want The Walking Dead slurping at my cheeks.” 

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That ass is miraculous.

“Someone is ready for dinner time?” 

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"You're stubborn as a rock. But I love you, tonto."

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“Be nice to me.” Alex groans. His hand combing through his hair, which mind you, was still suffering. He’d put enough product to keep it from being greasy or making build-up but it was pretty damn shiny and straight. “I hope this is my brother and not some secret admirer but imagine if I had one. B-T-dubbs, Eddie, I gave you your own stick of my deodorant because mine somehow came up missing.” 

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❥     𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖  𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍   𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒   .

inspired  by  devotedecay’s  non - sexual  acts  of  dominance  meme  ! send  in  one  of  these  for  my  muse’s  reaction  to  … (  add  ❝  reverse  ❞   if  you’d  like  to  see  how  my  muse  would  preform  the  action  !  )

[ shower ]   your muse joining mine in the shower.

[ choke ]   your muse choking mine.

[ kiss + soft ]   your muse pulling mine into a tender kiss.

[ kiss + rough ]   your muse pulling mine into a rough kiss.

[ pin ]   your muse pinning mine down.

[ wrists ]   your muse roughly grabbing mine by the wrists.

[ push ]   your muse pushing mine into bed.

[ rip + clothing ]   your muse tearing a piece of clothing off my muse.

[ spank ]   your muse spanking mine.

[ pull ]   your muse pulling my muses hair.

[ talk ]   your muse talking dirty to mine.

[ eyes ]   your muse making mine look them in the eyes during.

[ down ]   your muse pulling mine down by their collar / clothes.

[ knees ]   your muse telling mine to get on their knees.

[ hips ]   your muse pulling mine in close by the hips.

[ denial ]   your muse putting mine through orgasm denial.

[ many ]   your muse making mine orgasm over and over.

[ tied ]   your muse tying my muse down.

[ lazy ]   your muse lazily beginning to touch mine.

[ love ]   your muse telling mine they love them during.

[ dominance ]   your muse taking the lead and dominating mine.

[ submission ]   your muse letting mine take the lead and submitting to them.

[ humiliation ]   your muse humiliating mine, re: name-calling and verbal abuse.

[ pain ]   your muse hurting mine in bed, whether intentionally or not.

[ knife ]   your muse using a knife in bed, whether for threat or actually cutting mine.

[ hidden ]   your muse having sex with mine somewhere semi-public.

[ public ]   your muse having sex with mine in public, whee other people watch.

[ adore ]   your muse being near reverent with mine in bed.

[ dress ]   your muse having mine dress up in lingerie.

[ eat ]   your muse eating mine out.

[ sleep ]   your muse touching / beginning to have sex with mine while they’re asleep.

[ gag ]   your muse gagging mine, or or making them be quiet.

[ blindfold ]   your muse blindfolding mine.

[ praise ]   your muse praising mine in bed.

[ good ]   your muse calling mine a good boy / girl.

[ want ]   your muse telling mine they want them.

[ snarl ]   your muse growling and / or baring their teeth at mine during sex.

[ mark ]   your muse purposefully marking mine up with bruises, hickies, ect.

[ wall ]   your muse shoving mine up against a wall.

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Maluma para a Calvin Klein

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The quarantine was affecting everyone differently. Eddie could feel the anxiety of the Advocates and it itched at his skin. He was trying to remain calm for the most part. It would past ( he hoped ) and everything would be back to normal. He was just happy that he and Alex were on the inside. He feared for those who might have been caught out and had to find shelter of some sort. Though he didn’t expect Alex’s powers to act up like this. He pulled his brother in, shutting the door mentally. He took off the t-shirt. “Your hair? That’s the first thing you’re worried about?” He kept from rolling his eyes but the tone was still present. “I need you to relax. I can feel the anxiety and adrenaline radiating from you. You’re going to be fine. Trust me.”

Alex instinctively reached for the shirt the moment Eddie grabbed it. Panic skyrockets and when he felt the light swarm his features, he growled. He hides most of his face with his hands. 

“Yes. My fucking hair. You know how long it took me to get it the perfect length and that supple bounce.” He still hid. “Easier for you to suggest or push but I’ve tried everything.. I even tried lighting up my...stash. It only made this shit worse. I tried lighting sage for some good juju. I tried jerking off. I even let someone play with my toes. You know I hate that. I even tried praying. Bitch, I even tried to sleep it off. It ain’t work.” Alex was obviously bugging at this point but there was no sense to pretend. Subduing the demon was harder than he imagined but this was beyond his level of control. “This ain’t normal Eddie. I ain’t ever gonna be right.” 

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he heard the male’s voice, pulling him out of his bloodlust induced rage. sam couldn’t help but stare at the other. the aura of him seemed— different than most here that he had encountered so far in his few months. “actually… a lot of people are.” he knew he was still on watch. the only reason why he was out of a confinement cell. gods– he needed to feed. “you just seemed— to look down on me like others do…. and plus– i’m starving..” he mumbled..

“I ain’t in no place to look down on anyone. I’m struggling to fit in just like you. I mean...I ain’t got no files against me but I doubt they trust me.” Alex was in there, somewhere. Right now, the demon had consumed his time and with his finer control, he was able to metamorph at a different pace. Within this body, he’d make himself comfortable while he had the controls. “I don’t think giving you my blood would do you any good. I heard vampires start to burn up when they drink from possessed or demonic beings.” He shrugs. There was one way to test the theory. Admittedly, the demon was curious but for the sake of blending in, he had to be Alex. He shakes his head. “Can’t they fabricate some vegan blood or somethin’?” 

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WEIRD SHIT | CLOSED

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Alex was freaking out. Under the facade of just dealing, his nerves were up in shambles and his anxiety was through the roof. His own reflection betrayed him so could he really trust anything around him. His respiration was through the roof. The only thing keeping him from a panic attack was the fact he could talk himself through almost anything. Almost. “No, I...what if I’m stuck like this? My luscious locks.” Alex wrapped his head in a t-shirt doubling as a mask. “Fuck.” He slipped in and out of awareness as he stands at the door. “I don’t know. They told me we had to be stuck in here and I freaked the fuck out in my bathroom. Next thing I know, I’m here. What if I can’t turn back??” 

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