#alternate;

[hiredassault]

when you think of floyd lawton in a bar fight

[delirantpetrovaa-blog]

     [ She misses her favorite rockstar; and so she clicks up to his grande house with her heels clicking against the path before spotting him lounged by the side of the pool; suddenly grateful at her choice of outfits. ]

                                  "Masey? Are you busy?" 

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;adventurousx; au ☣

{☤}—-It's 3:10pm. She was supposed to be back home for 2:30. She was an entire 40 minutes late. And she can't deny the trembling that courses throughout her body, the way her heart beat picks up as she nimbly unlocks the front door which led into the living room; where Chris sat. With a small glance at him, she ducks through the door; discarding her bag on the desk before making her way up to him, kicking her shoes off as she did so. Little hands press against his broad shoulders as she presses a kiss to his cheek from behind, her nose scrunching at the scent of alcohol.

                                                        She can almost feel the bruise concealing her right eye tinge in pain as she speaks. "S-Sorry I'm late, babe. There was a delay in the... bank." She was telling the truth, it's just that lately he'd made her feel feeble and weak.

[delirantpetrovaa-blog]

I want the K.

10. A neck kiss.

{☤}—-Seeing as he was taller than her, Katherine couldn’t reach up to kiss him fully on the lips like she wanted to without leaning up on tip toes. But he had a lovely neck, laced with lovely veins and the works. So, draping little arms around his broad shoulders, she pressed open mouthed kisses to the skin of his neck. She could practically feel his pulse radiating throughout of his veins, though she wasn’t hungry so he was safe. Her hands made their way over his shoulders and down to his chest, pressed palm flat against his pecks. Nose nudging cutely at his jaw, she looked up with puppy eyes. “S—Sorry, I wanted to kiss you and I’m small.”

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;;the aftermath;; {honeyxhued} ♚

{☤}—-She can't bare it. The girl that she loves, the one she has dedicated her entire afterlife to is lying limp in her arms. Neck broke; body limp. What if she didn't take in enough blood before she died? What if she's never coming back? Negative thoughts flooded her decayed mind; and then she saw her stir; the rolling of eyes beneath closed lids. The tiny parting between fine petals. Katherine waited, a smile full of guilt and love consuming her features. 

                           "Vi? Violet? Wake up, kitty. Y--You need to have blood before you can transition fully..." And then she remembered; what if Violet couldn't control her blood lust? What if she killed freely? This was all her fault. She had taken something so precious from her girlfriend-- life itself.

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"Morning, Sleeping Beauty."

{☤}—-Oh, she’s sore. With a scratch mark embedded into the skin of her shoulder blade, the vampress yawns, causing the skin to break and for blood to pour. She hasn’t fed lately— hence the late healing of her wounds. But she doesn’t care. She’s in bed with her little lovely love. Lips meet Violets neck; her fingers on her waist as she pulled her close. Katherine rarely stays in the morning, usually because of Violets parents. But— she’d felt courageous. “Morning, gorgeous. You scratched me pretty hard last night.” But there’s another question tinging her ever pretty lips. “Where do you stand on the whole ‘turn me’ thing?” 

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☱

Dear Diary,

Sometimes, I do that weird Edward Cullen thing and watch Violet sleeping, but then I feel weird and shit. But it's just that I can't bare to be away from her. She breathes so delicately, like a little lily pad. And she told me that she'd like me to turn her. And I think the thing that I'd miss the most if I did turn her would be seeing the rise and fall of her chest, because it's just so rhythmical, and she's just so gorgeous and fluent in all that she does. I'm smitten with my little kitten, and I love her so much. I might turn her, if she's one hundred percent sure. And I might take her to France, and Italy, and Australia. She deserves the world.

~Katherine.