Jun 23
@bl3dchaos ♡'d
" So like — what do you feel? You know, when I don't pray at you but do some weird second thing? "
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@bl3dchaos ♡'d
" So like — what do you feel? You know, when I don't pray at you but do some weird second thing? "
@bl3dchaos ♡'d
" Close your eyes and hold out your hands, and don't mind the soft quacking behind my back. "
@bl3dchaos ♡'d
" Roadtrip rules. Longer than two days, we listen to MCR's entire discography. "
[applies a bandage with slow and deliberate care.] — to allen francis doyle, from cordelia chase.
he wasn't angel, no dark defender, and he knew this. he was just — doyle. he wasn't noble or heroic or mysterious. he was just... doyle. but, he'd be damned if he ever let @bl3dchaos get into any kind of danger or get hurt if he could do something about it. he would do it all over again, saving her from that vampire when her wimpy date fled the scene in his fancy car and shiny shoes. he didn't have a fancy car or shiny shoes, but he did have the decency and courage to help a woman when she was in trouble. when they got back to the office, he insisted to cordelia that he was going to be just fine, but she was persistent in her need to patch him up. he did manage to get a good scrape across his hairline, bleeding a bit, and it was throbbing. who was he to ever say no to cordelia? ❛ careful, now, i might have some sort of concussion... ❜ he told her as she dabbed a small cotton ball with disinfectant, but a teasing smirk danced on his lips as he gazed into her eyes. ❛ m' alright, y'know, ❜ he reassured her, nodding a bit. ❛ are you alright is my concern... ❜
[touches the others arm but pulls back out of guilt.] — to buffy summers, from angel.
even when he wasn't in sight, she could feel him. she could always feel @bl3dchaos. no matter how much time had passed between them or what they endured or who they met during their time apart, they'd always find their way back to each other. there was something beautifully sad about that. unable to allow themselves indulge in an undeniable connection; one that they couldn't break no matter how hard they tried. she was trying to move on, she really was, but every day he managed to plague her thoughts and visit her in her dreams, an unattainable love that haunted her like a lovely ghost. when she came to los angeles, she told herself it was purely for business, to only set boundaries and make sure he knew she didn't need him checking up on her. but, when his hand softly touches her shoulder, she could feel the sparks instantly electrify every fiber in her nervous being. she quickly spun at his touch to face him, but he pulls away before she could catch him, but she felt it. she always felt him. ❛ what's wrong? ❜ she asked, blinking up at him, getting lost in his dark eyes. adjusts her posture and looks around. was the demon they encountered near? ❛ did you see something? ❜ she asked, even though she knew the real reason why he reached out and dared to touch her. but, she was trying to move on.
@bl3dchaos asked: don't forget how dangerous the gods are. — from ares.
" Be that as it may, " comes out in a purr as he perches in the other's lap, and there's a pause -- because he does know, and he also knows just what Heaven and the gods clashing will look like. It is, perhaps, something he'd like to see; but not when the apocalypse is at hand, not when this isn't how the story is supposed to end.
" We're notoriously hard to take down -- " and he shifts, presses closer; the hilt of his own blade is pressed into the god's hand, punctuated by a sharp nip at his lower lip. " Without one of these. "
you're actually kind of smart, you know? — to connor angel, from dawn summers.
connor's brows furrow in bewilderment and his lips press together, eyes squinting as he takes in the — compliment? was that a compliment or a slight? he'll take it as a compliment... sort of. a soft chuckle finally escapes his lips, ❛ thanks... i think... ❜ he responded, ❛ i got valedictorian, you know, so i guess i am pretty smart. but, the way you worded that makes it seem like you're — surprised by that, ❜ he pointed out, canting his head at @bl3dchaos. a smile erupts on his face, ❛ am i wrong in my analysis? ❜ he joked, now purposefully trying to sound like a little smarty-pants. he turned the book he had been reading deeply into towards dawn and pointed at a depiction of the demon he had run into earlier in the night. ❛ now, this guy? not as smart, but strong. like, really strong, ❜ he told her, allowing her to look at the passage and the picture. ❛ i mean, i killed the thing, but it says it roams in packs or groups or whatever demonology word is used for 'school of demons'. ❜
do i need to fight someone for you? — to riley finn, from graham miller.
maybe he did bite off more than he could chew tonight. he had taken his squad out to check on an area that professor walsh had picked up demon activity on. he led them straight into a crypt that was just a nest of vampires, but they still cleared the area nonetheless — just wasn't what professor walsh was hoping for. riley didn't understand it, but he did what he was told because that was what he was trained to do. when he returned back to the dorms, he had run into graham before he reached his own, sporting a black eye he received from one of the vampires. ❛ hey, man, ❜ he greeted, offering a half-smile. "do i need to fight someone for you?" graham asked him and riley chuckled softly under his breath. ❛ you should see the other guy, ❜ he joked, pushing back his sweaty hair and then adjusting the duffel bag that held the contents of his uniform. he couldn't strut around in a military uniform, of course. ❛ just a bloodsucker. he was eliminated so no need for violence, solider, ❜ he teased. ❛ where are you headed this late? thought you had the day off... ❜