#allthedamnvampiresx

[paranormaljunction]

@allthedamnvampiresx asked: i thought you hated me, to be honest (Star/David)

A mysterious smile ghosted Star's face, before it disappeared almost as quickly as it appeared. Despite the bravado she maintained, her heart almost stopped when David revealed such a statement. Her? Hate him? Why did he want to talk about such a thing now? He was always so cool and confident in front of the others. Why did he choose now to lower his defenses? Maybe it was because the boys weren't around, and it was just the two of them.

Setting aside the small collection of seashells from tonight's gathering, Star folded her hands together on her lap, and gazed over at the stone fountain across the way. She often wondered how it would've looked when it operated decades ago, before the earthquake ruined everything. It must've been elegant and enchanting.

"I don't hate you, David," she admitted quietly. "You saved me from my old life, one that made me unhappy. I only wish I wasn't kept in the dark so much about what's going on."

Then after a slight pause, she turned to him, and reluctantly added, "But... does there have to be so much pressure to make me feed...?"

[alwaysxinxtrouble]

𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇 𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒 (Matt/David @allthedamnvampiresx)

"Hot vampire? I don't think I need to give anymore explanation; smash."

@allthedamnvampiresx

[safestpsychoticbiitch]

“People perceive you as somewhat… “Heinous bitch” is the term used most often. You might wanna work on that.” (Katherine/David @allthedamnvampiresx)

A smirk tugged on the corners of her lips, an eyebrow arching as dark doe eyes focus on the man next to her. Her reputation preceded her -- not that she really cared. People would believe what they wanted to believe, the more that people stayed away the better. She could pick and choose who she would interact with, pulling them into a false sense of security and comradery before she found something to use against them. Keeping people at an arms length -- using them was how she survived for over five hundred years. She lived by the saying 'don't fix what isn't broken.' It's worked thus far, even if she's known as a heinous bitch.

"At least I'm known for something." Like always, her words roll out of her like a purr, bringing glass holding her drink up to her lips as her eyes settle on him. "You, I've never heard of or seen before. Must be sad, being a nobody." She folds one of her long legs over the other, leaning forward onto the table as her dark eyes narrow onto him. "What do you want?"