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“ If I told you to die for me would you do it? ” his voice was soft , barely a w h i s p e r --- it held nothing of it’s usual warmth , of it’s usual shine. It was that of a broken man , of someone DESPERATE ( hopeless ). Dark eyes met the younger’s own ; searching --- demanding. Arthur stretches his hand ; the same hand that now holds the don’s ring. Just the sight of the gleaming red it reminds him of BLOOD. It reminds him that he wasn’t the heir anymore that he is now seated on the throne of THORNS.

The silence was disappointing. Yet he couldn't blame him for his lack of response. Not everyone possess the same devotion and loyalty than his right hand man --- Lancelot. " Well ? " he tilts his head questioningly. The silence was deafening as it was suffocating. How long ?? How long before he gets a straight answer from Taemin ? Does he even want to know the younger's answer ?

“ I know that this wasn’t what you expected when I first told you about this famiglia... ” there was exhaustion leaking into his words. God, he’s just so TIRED. So damn tired... But the whispers in his head, the hungry looks of allied famiglias --- his need of guardians. So far he has two ; Lancelot and Gareth. He needs six !! And Arthur’s sky wants Taemin. Arthur wants Taemin. Was that something so hard to achieve ?

Arthur heart breaks by a tiniest bit with the silence.

STARTER CALL ➥ @dancxtaem

#dancxtaem #♛ ( arthur : interactions )#( what tf is this ??? )#( let's just say that something happened and Arthur changed... )#( he became the boss and he's demanding allegiance or smth idk )#( this is lame im so sorry )

@dancxtaem || ariel and taemin

The confidence she exuded was overbearing for many, it made her unapproachable to anyone with a brain. The men at the club didn’t seem to fall into that category, too intoxicated on whatever was in their systems. Ariel had no problem turning them all down, making sure to hit them all where it hurts most. She’s in her own element, moving along to the beat and shrugging off another pursuer. So she does the next best thing, finding someone not too far away and working her way in between him and the flock around him. Her hand curls to his nape, pulling with a greater amount of strength than most women her size possess. “Your my partner for the night, and yes you may buy me a drink.”

#* ariel;#dancxtaem #halfway through i realised she seemed pretty much like a female ridley #weLP

– ☯ @dancxtaem / plotted starter;

Worst. Case. Scenario. The specifically frail boy couldn’t help but to jump at the sudden jolt of the elevator, and his heart sped up in his chest as the gears very obviously stopped moving and the small room was flooded in a dull red light. Even through the grinding of both the machinery and his brain, he could hear the muffled thunder clapping out overhead. That had to be it. Fuck.

He took a step back, pressing his back against the wall of what he was already beginning to think of as his tomb, and his eyes landed on the only other person in the room. He was fit, and had dark eyes. He didn’t look particularly happy to be in this situation, either.

“I-I.. ahm..” TAOJIN’s eyes lowered to the floor. He could feel his frame shaking ever so slightly, and he took a deep breath. It wasn’t death he feared. It was what could happen to him first.

#dancxtaem #closed starter

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The skies were painted with a beautiful explosion of vermilion and pink as the sun ; ever burning sets on the horizon. Yet despite the beauty that painted the skies , Arthur couldn’t appreciate it. Not at that moment. Not when his insides were in turmoil.

‘ You need knights my son. While Lancelot fills the Storm seat wondrously , there are still five more. You can’t inherit without a full set. This is tradition Arthur , something that everyone before us had complied and lived through... ’

The Sanguerosa heir sighed , his father made it sound so damn easy but in reality it’s everything but that. How does he expect him to find a suitable person to a guardian ?? They are mafia for heaven’s sakes !! Two slender fingers pinched the slope of his nose. Surely he could think about it the other time ?? He leans back at his chair , the crisp late summer air chilled his skin. The loud but brief knock from his study’s door pulled him out from his thoughts , it was Lancelot. ‘ Arthur , there’s something that are in need of your attention. ’ professional , no nonsense , truly Lancelot. Like a switch , a steeled look crossed the heir’s hues as he gestured for the taller to enter. Brows furrowed , he scanned the file as a harsh exhale escaped his nose. ❝ Do we have someone in contact that can take care of this ? ❞ his vision filtered up to Lancelot’s stony features. ❝ You know what to do Lance. ❞ his words was like a whisper , but the words weighted heavily. Arthur remained silent as he watched his brother and first guardian walk out from the room. Now alone , his mind once again drifted back to his father’s words. ‘ You need knights. You can’t inherit without a full set. ’ He bit his lip and draw blood.

#♛ ( arthur : interactions )#dancxtaem #( I got carried away klajsdfklaj )#( but I hope this is okay )#( if you want something changed please tell me ! )

dancxtaem said: 💔

; plucked from this MEME. - still accepting.

My muse shows up on your muse’s doorstep after several months of being missing, with no memory of the past few years.

Slowly the street lights started turning on, the dusk settling like a blanket over the once pale blue sky. It was scorching hot during the day, the humidity making it unbearable to breathe. But now that the day was coming to an end, the remnants of the spring reared our ugly face with the icy wind. Soothing at first after the continuous attack from the sun, but ruthless as your body would chill. Jung-hoo read and re-read the scribbled down address, the writing unfamiliar along with pretty much everything else around him.

The street he stood on was pretty regular, the buildings typical. There wasn’t anything that screamed out danger or beware. And yet he couldn’t help but think that this wasn’t a good idea. What was his grand plan? To knock on a stranger’s door, but maybe it was someone that knew him, or maybe it would be the first person he could recognize. Did he have those kinds of people in his life? From what he could remember the answer was simple and obvious. NO

There were no old high school friends that he could visit, since he had no friends in high school, and even after school he had made sure not to really have any kind of normal semblance of a life. But there was nowhere else to go, no one to ask. It wasn’t like he had a lot of choices. Gathering whatever strength or resolution he had that made him come this far, he started at the door when he finally got to the correct floor and rang the doorbell.

#dancxtaem #v; undertermined #if you'd need me to change anything please tell me (:

❝ hurry up! we’re going to be late for the costume party! ❞

“I can’t believe you’re making me do this.”

Ridley was about two seconds from wiping that smug look right off Taemin’s face. His tongue was pressed to the inside of his cheek, a poor attempt to censor the thoughts going on in his mind. The other was still holding some sort of black pen that had drawn the whiskers on Ridley’s cheeks, because being a cat would be so funny.

“I hate you, I want you to fall on a knife. Or my claws. Repeatedly.” While he had protested, it hadn’t really taken much to subdue the alien from partaking in the tradition. His lips were still swollen from the very compelling argument that the human had made. Combining that with a shake of a pill bottle, Ridley didn’t stand much of a chance. It was dirty.

It made him mad that he hadn’t been able to try it first.

The shifter sighs as pulls at the fastens of his jeans, doing them up as he walks over to the other. His lips part, mouth opening and tongue sticking out - asking for what he had been promised without so many words. Once the pills are placed on his tongue does he swallow them dry, humming a little at the bitter taste left on the muscle. There was no way he was going to be even slightly sober for this affair, the more drugs in his system the better.

Why wasn’t there a bottle of whiskey already in his hands?

“Okay, I’m ready to go.” With a hand placed on Taemin’s chest, he starts shoving the other backwards towards the entrance of his apartment. “What are you even supposed to be? I don’t understand this human.” He doesn’t have to look at the male to know that Taemin is rolling his eyes. He can feel it in his stance, the silent stretch that follows after. After all, the other had been waiting over an hour at this point, between having to convince Ridley and wait through the very long and distracted process of him changing clothes - that may or have may not had a few detours.

How could he complain when he still hadn’t gotten the proper feeling back in his legs?

At last, they emerge from the apartment ready to go. Neither of them bother with the door, leaving it unlocked and open, the number swinging from the wood as it had been knocked off its hinges in their earlier debacle. There were claw marks on the frame from where Ridley had been clutching, the inside not in any better condition. It was like a scene from a movie, pillow feathers soaring around the room to collect in a big pile on the floor, scorch marks from sparks of lightning, not to mention broken glass everywhere. There might have even been a hole or two in the walls.

While Taemin gives him an expectant look, the feline shifter just shrugs and begins walking down the hall. “Next time, we should probably fuck in my apartment. It’s two doors down.” With a wicked grin, Ridley cackles, getting a head start on the way to the car. He tosses a look over his shoulder, the utmost mocking as he recalls the humans words from earlier. “Come on darling, hurry up! We’re going to be late for the costume party!”

#v.au; whisper tales of gore #* ridley;#lil baby idiots #dancxtaem

“ i can’t give you that. you know that. ”

Interrogation Starters || @dancxtaem

— A small defeated chuckle escaped past his fangs as his claw absently scratched at the back of his neck. The joke he’d tried had gone south without warning thanks to the words that’d just left the other’s lips. Of course he knew that. No one could give him that. No one could give him mortality. That’s the curse of being born a vampire.. one is doomed to an eternity of living as an immortal monster. Never truly being accepted despite his best efforts to keep his civility about him, though he often found himself wondering the point of it all. He’d never admit it, but moments like this really did get under his skin even though it being so frozen. How could they be so crass about something like that. If he were to go around telling everyone how easy it would be for him to end their life, they wouldn’t appreciate it.. they’d steer clear of him.. So what did it say of him for sticking around humans when they always seem bring up his lack of mortality? ‘Pathetic…,’ he scoffed to himself at all these thoughts flooding his mind before finally bringing his attention back to the current moment. “I know you can’t..,” he started off low. Words slightly muffled from trying to make it out between his fangs. “No one can.. one can dream though, hm?” Trying to chuckle to keep the air light. “But what kind of a vampire am I if I seem to always be.. dreaming of mortality..?”