Sep 6, 2019
bless-the-wicked started following you
“You’ve wandered a bit far from the graveyard.”
@bless-the-wicked
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bless-the-wicked started following you
“You’ve wandered a bit far from the graveyard.”
@bless-the-wicked
“ Where am I? “
How? His shoulder’s tensed. A wave ofconfusion rolled over the boy’s face as he stared silently at the figure infront of him. His hand waved up, flash a beam of light from his torch over theface of this would be intruder that had found their way into garden. His gazepeered around awkwardly. She wasn’t supposed to be here. Why was she in hisgarden? Was she a threat? Was she another one of those urban explorers tryingto sneak into his house? Just because the front gate was covered in rust andivy? Had she stolen anything? Where werehis dogs?!
His eyes again flickered warily over the woman,backing into the looming headless statue of the angel that watched over the trailsof flower blossoms.
“Highgate?”
🎊👌👍//you are seriously darling!!
munday interactions | I’m happy to have met you. / Your character portrayal is amazing. / You’re doing great! Keep it up!
aahhh thank you! this is so sweet, sincerely! I am too, I’m always excited when something of your flashes by on my dash. I swear I keep seeing that model and thinking ‘oh there’s fiona!’ and that’s always very cheery! aslndkjgl and thank you again! laurent is my special boy. I have had so, so much fun writing him and I really missed writing in a community!
my muse catching your muse drinking blood.
The night started as any other for her. Upon waking she was greeted by the hunger. The pang in her belly, in her veins, in her very lips that pervaded all of her senses would not abate until she had fed. She could hardly focus on her phone as she attempts to check her messages, blinking as her eyes feel hazy.
Getting cleaned and dressed she heads out into the city, the warmer air a blessing from the constant air conditioning of the hotel. She wonders briefly if her steps are being tracked by now, her trail to her favorite hunting spot most likely known by the locals by how often she heads there in the evenings. Though who would be tracking her? If the Talamasca wanted her they’d have far easier ways of finding her.
Her target is easy to lock onto, a frail looking junkie, easy to subdue with her petite body. The spot by the dumpster is grimy, but she is used to that, mostly likely going back to her room to change after her kill.
The blood fills her entirely, drinking without thought, without stopping, her hand holding so tight to the skull that it dents beneath her fingertips. It’s only when the body drops to the ground that she senses the preternatural presence behind her. She swallows, nervous, though by the time she turns around she’s half smirking, a front she feels she has to put on.
“Sorry, I couldn’t save you some. Unless you’ve come to be dessert?”
@blessthewicked
“Lex, we can’t keep waiting around for Jace. He’s just going to get us in trouble. He’s got some kind of... complex. Like, just because he’s older than me, if it can be called that, and taller than me -- don’t laugh! -- that he has to take care of me. It’s stupid, and it all just turns to shit. So, can we please just go?”
@blessthewicked
“You do realize that I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself and I don’t need you to follow me around. Even if you are older by two minutes.”
👄 Fiona
"Fiona's been very kind to me,I enjoy her company... It's just... I don't know." He sighs. "I worry... I worry what she thinks of me. She's always optimistic. I know she wants the best for me. But..."
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aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh !! so many kisses !!! hello !!!!