#caedees

[calabrun]

' I believe in an eye for an eye. '

This one was young, he could practically smell it on the other. Young blood, upstart blood. But not quite asserting himself in a way that might be deigned foolish, especially from a vampire of the older world than the rest of Europe. That was a hellion blaze, it was. How his eyes were afire with the light of something evil, something wicked! But, immortality was wasted on the young, wasn’t it?“Mind which eyes you take, boy. Lest you find yourself robbed of yours.”

[helreign-blog]

❝ You remind me of my younger self . Don’t ask how , you just do . Take it as a compliment . ❞

@caedees / ❤︎ ‘ d

[eyred]

' I know I must conceal my sentiments. I must smother hope. '

                                       JANE EYRE SENTENCE MEME ! ( accepting ) 

           ❛ why is that ?  ❜ she would do better to stifle such curiosities , but there is a passion that flows in her veins – incorruptible by propriety. she is driven by sympathies & the power of emotion - - it breeds in her a forthrightness that she cannot deny. more still , she knows what it is to vanquish hope and mask true feeling. it is not an existence she tolerates for herself now, and it is not one that she would wish upon others. not when there is so much feeling in the world.  fingertips press together , and she lets out a breath. 

             ❛ is it not our expression of feeling that differentiates us from sentient things ? truly , i believe hope to be one of the most enduring & pure sentiments of all. what a shame it would be to deprive oneself of it in a world that is so lacking.   ❜            

[seanymphic-blog]

       TRICK  OR  TREAT  :   @caedees    /   MALACHI  &  THETIS.

[seanymphic-blog]

' I'll never forget the first time I saw your face. '

romance.   /   accepting.

                       cheeks  bloom  with  love     and  the   look  in  her  eyes  is  softened  by  malachi’s  sweetness  ,  his  wilderness  that  effortlessly  tames  the  waves  in  her  heart.  thetis  smiles  as  they  move  slowly  to  tchaikovsky’s  sound  ,  her  arm  around  his  shoulder  pulling  him  closer  and  her  bosom  pressed  to  his  chest  ,  voice  silent  when  brine - kissed  lips  part.    ‘  neither  will  i.  i  love  you.  ’

[pistoss-blog]

        ❛     it    would    be    a    L I E   to   say   that   this   was   not   an   expected   action   therefore   I   am   going   to    skip   the   part   where   I  pretend to be   suprised   .    ❜   -   @caedees

[seanymphic-blog]

' why do my blouses keep disappearing? '

            comfort  is  found  in  the  scent  of  malachi’s  perfume  ,   the  way  his  shirts  embrace  her  frame  as  his  arms  do  :  lovingly  and  sweetly.  thetis  smiles  and sips  her  hot  chocolate  ,  sleeves  of  malachi’s  blouse  covering  her  hands  ,  shoulder  exposed  as  the  buttons  are  clumsily  secured.   ‘  hmm  ,  i  don’t  know.  the  socks  trolls  are  suddenly  interested  in  your  shirts  ,  maybe.  ’   feigned  innocence  accompanies  the  shrug  of  shoulders  as  she pulls  her  knees  to  her  chest  ,  freeing  space  on  the  couch  for  the  man  to  sit.    ‘  you  should  do  something  about  it.  we  don’t  want  you  wandering  around  naked  , do  we ?  ’

[seanymphic-blog]

♣️

gentle  touches.   /   selectively  accepting.♣ : slowly pulling them into your lap to curl up and cuddle

         it  takes  little  convincing       to  have  thetis  sit  down  with  her  thighs  around  malachi’s  hips.   it  comes  naturally  ,  happiness  and  comfort  read  on  the  softness  of  her  expression  as  she  leans  into  her  lover’s  frame.  despite  the  coldness  of  his  body  ,  malachi  offers  her  warmth.  despite  the  slow  development  of  their  relationship  ,  despite  how  often  thetis  feels  as  though  she  is  walking  on  thin  ice  ,  afraid  of  breaking  him  again  ,  the  natural  way  of  loving  each  other  always  seems  to  find  them.  she  fits  perfectly  in  his  arms  ,  head  rested  on  his  shoulder  and  nose  nuzzling  into  the  crook  of  his  neck.  hand  runs  up  and  down  on  his  side  ,  slow  and  careful  ,  as  they  listen  to  the  raindrops  hitting  the  windows.  it  seemed  impossible  to  rebuild  their  love  story  ,  but  with  his  arms  wrapped  around  her  ,  thetis  feels  it  come  back  to  life.