#agedrot

[ezsme]

she is not blind to what you hide, though it would serve her well to pretend she was. carlisle hides nothing from her. no secret randevu. no torrid affair. all of it is laid out before her, true and honest and as sure as the sun. there are no secrets between them. but there are things they do not discuss, names that are kept in the darkest part of the mind. yours is such a name. aro, feared and loved. she will never understand why he loved you, still loves you. all you represent, all you behold, is bloodshed and carnage.

she makes no move as you rise from your throne, as you make your way towards her. esme bends no knee, but she will not willing endanger her life. not when a wayward child is so close to death's door. not when more could follow.

alice's words ring in her ears: he's going to do something rash. if the volturi won't kill him of their own free will, he will make them strike him down.

" forgive me, @agedrot. i do not mean to offend you. i am only worried for my son. " her own hands rest before her, soft fingers clasped in supplication. the voice of a mother fills the air, it's tone soft, laced with the softest note of fear. " edward is unwell. i am sure you are aware for his earlier display. i find it hard to believe you would let one of carlisle's children out of your sight if they posed a risk to exposing us all. " a dangerous game she plays, invoking the name of the one who once held your heart. by time is running out. " please, aro. you must know something. " continued from here.

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[roseguided-a]

        ❝    go right ahead, LAUGH at the girl who loved too EASILY !!   but, i’d rather have lived my life than yours, aro . . no one will sit around a table telling stories about a man who COULDN’T love.   look me in the eye && do it you COWARD━do it !!   ❞ 

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[pethrova]

ever so charming, as always.  a deep - dimpled smile pulls at her lips, eyes practically sparkling beneath his gaze.  without complaint nor resistance does she give her hand—— knowing what it means.  all she has thought and felt since last they saw one another is no longer only hers.  but katherine has nothing to hide from aro; not a single misdeed, no crime against humanity, not the growing mountain of lies she sits atop.  

upon release, she glides into the room, taking it in with a gentle spin.  while he sits, she finds another, unoccupied couch; she lands upon it with a twirl and kicks her legs up, crossing them, making herself right at home.  why not?  she has times before.

“ah,” she exhales, an arm resting on the back of the couch, lithe fingers drumming against the cushioning.  “aren’t they always?  you know mystic falls, aro.  the supernatural town that never quits.”  brief widening of eyes & slightly spiteful edge of her remaining smile drips of sarcasm.  “if my sources are correct… it would seem my old paramours have returned.  and i think i know why.  but then again,” to emphasize her point, she taps her temple, “so do you.  going to pop in and say hello?”

the salvatores proclaiming themselves as the protectors of her doppelganger.  interesting.

relaxing, she casts a searching gaze around the empty throne room.  no scent of iron comes from the glass in his hand—— her eyebrows furrow.  “is there anyone good on the menu today?  i’m famished.” cont. / @agedrot

[benefeco]

❛ i want to sink my teeth into every inch of you. ❜ @agedrot.

the other speaks and suddenly ... words and letters blur before his eyes, fingers gripping harder at the book, shoulders tensing faintly as shivers course through his spine. from the philosophical teachings of astronomy abandoned in his lap, thoughts stray to the implications whispered in his ear. and for a moment, he daren't look up or twist his neck to peer up at the unexpected tempter standing behind him. instead, carlisle lets the words echo through the solemn halls of the library, JAW CLENCHING. he wasn't blind to aro's interest and favors though they never were quite so obvious or outspoken. he'd read in the attentions a fascination for his choice of diet and general outlook on existence ... but aro'd made it impossible to ignore him any longer.

from the book, carlisle's head slowly lifts, back still offered to the intruder but his neck cranes, eyes fixing on the watchful figure at the other end of the room. caius. ❝    aro.    ❞ low comes the warning; even. despite the trepidations summoned minutes prior. ❝    your mate is watching.    ❞

[benefeco]

it's the scent that seizes him first. pernicious enough that can almost taste the copper dipped in wine, very telling of the immutability of traditions repeated over eons ... practices that he sooner have prohibited when he was still a resident and that, for lack of power or control over, he chose to avoid entirely. it's been decades, now. centuries since he left italy with no real intentions of ever returning. but the deeply-rooted nostalgia coupled with aro's insistent invitations simply had a way of making it impossible to every truly move on. GOD, HE MISSES HIM. misses the sense of belonging he'd found with him back when he needed it the most. but most of all, he misses aro's piercing gaze, as if carlisle was a source of constant fascination. hard as he looked, he never found this with anyone else after he left.

❛ you are still mine, whether you agree or not. ❜ @agedrot.

and here they are, 'midst the crowd of waltzing vampires yet entirely alone, oblivious to the rest as carlisle peers at his former lover from behind his mask, gold meeting crimson in a restless battle of perspective. GOOD WRESTLING EVIL in a tale as old as time but aro always lacked the fundamental villainy he's noticed in caius. perhaps arrogantly, he'd believed then that he would find a way to rally his lover to his cause. and upon realizing that he never could, he'd left. but that doesn't mean he forgot. a small smile drags across his lips in pensive surrender. there's a ring on his own finger that claims he belongs to someone else, BUT HE CAN'T DENY ARO'S WORDS but knows better than to give him the satisfaction of vocally agreeing, instead shifts closer as they dance to the slowing pace of music. ❝    non posso restare molto a lungo.    ❞ lest aro starts building expectations. carlisle's voice is a soft sound dancing on his lips, knowing full well the second part of the festivities would involve human sacrifice and bloodshed. enough to make his stomach turn. ❝    come sai, non sono interessato a partecipare al gran finale ... that is, unless you've finally renounced your corrupt ways?    ❞

[tiredg0ds]

aro's   skin   isn't   unpleasant   to   touch,   edward   notes,   as   he   places   his   palm   in   aro's   waiting   one.      it   would   be   much   more   pleasant   if   he   couldn't   see   his   very   thoughts   playing   out   amidst   aro's   own.      swallowing needlessly,   the   younger   vampire   takes   a   step   back   when   aro   is   finished.         ❝         you   know   the   truth,   now,   aro.         ❞         edward   speaks,   his   voice   raspy   from   disuse   even   still.      it   had   been   some   time   since   he'd   used   it.      isolation   had   been   his   chosen   punishment   for   leaving   bella.         ❝         you   must   see   now   why   my   request   must   be   granted.      spare   me   the   lecture   ,   please   ?         ❞   / @agedrot