THE HORROR OF OUR LOVE NEVER SO MUCH BLOOD.
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THE HORROR OF OUR LOVE NEVER SO MUCH BLOOD.
@espectero entered shipping hell w me
@espectero
being a siren was very useful to a killer. singing to victims, sealing them in a tomb of notes that numbed their mind && eased their pain was more than appreciated. as long as he smiled lovingly, as long as his voice never failed to sing that sweet, sweet song there was never a scream as the life faded from the bodies. only a smile. only hands reaching out to touch his porcelain skin, to try && claim the siren for their own. but alexi refused to be claimed by anyone other than spectre. he woke up next to said telekinetic cannibal && kissed him on the nose lovingly, that hypnotic smile tugging at alexi’s lips. except he never actually used his powers on spectre- he had no need. nor did he want to control something as powerful, as amazing, as beautiful as the man before him. but regardless, he had things on his mind, && all of them required being awake && out of bed.
❝ sorry spec- wish i could stay in bed longer- but you know there’s a performance tonight, one i can’t miss... ❞
&& so the siren yawned, peeled the sheets off his small frame, && walked over to their shared closet. after pulling on a casual outfit he made his way to where the piano was located, plucking the sheet music away from its holder. last night spec had agreed to play the piece so alexi could practice, exercising his beautiful vocals for the highly anticipated debut of the season. one thing led to another, && the practice ended prematurely. for now he rehearsed quietly, not wanting to shatter the neat little domestic atmosphere of the morning. but then he suddenly remembered something.
❝ oh... didn’t i promise i’d do something fun with you today ?? can’t remember what i agreed to... but didn’t i ?? ❞
MASON.: WHY DO YOU DECIDE TO HURT ME
█ ▌ ✘- 𝒆𝒎-𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒄𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 !!: u said for me to fuck u up and hey i can't help the fact i'm an overachiever
ø&♀ YES
send one for a text┊ accepting !!
ø&♀ for a loving, late night, heartbreaking text
[sms; 2:43 am] SPECTRE![sms; 2:43 am] i’ve been god how long has it been[sms; 2:43 am] i can’t… they did so much to… to me…[sms; 2:44 am] those people… they made me wish i had killed myself instead of they’re daughrer…[sms; 2:45 am] *daughter[sms; 2:46 am] sorry they did something to my eyes too seeing is hardd spec[sms; 2:48 am] oh this is alexi btw i just got a burner phone i don’t have my old one [sms; 2:51 am] please come get me[sms; 2:53 am] spec it hurts[sms; 2:53 am] it all hurts so bad[sms; 2:55 am] i tried to tell them you’d come for me and how much i love you and how much i wanted to just be with you and how you promised you would always pro tece me.[sms; 2:55 am] but you didn’t.[sms; 2:58 am] it’s okay though i had a lot of time to think[sms; 3:01 am] that’s a lie i could barely think it all hurt so bad[sms; 3:30 am] they never let me sleep. i couldn’t even dream of you holding me again…[sms; 3:52am] …[sms; 3:52 am] spec?[sms; 3:54 am] why aren’t you answering…[sms; 4:04 am] i love you[sms; 4:36 am] i love you[sms; 5:00 am] i love you[sms; 5:03 am] please just come save me[sms; 5:21 am] i’m at the alley wehre we met[sms; 5:47 am] looks like it’s been three months since ive seen the stars[sms; 6:08 am] …[sms; 6:08 am] why didn;t you come save me sp ec?[sms; 6:50 am] spec its going bllu rry[sms; 7:14 am] i ll ove yuou
// @espectero.
❛ how’s cannibalism working out for ya? just curious. ❜ he was considering trying it out for himself.
( @espectero )
“Jesus, you’ve got a little something just t h e r e.” She’s talking about the spot of something on the side of his mouth. “Were you raised by wolves?”
“what you need is some Speccy-D .”
… NO COMPLAINTS OVER HERE.
@espectero // closed starter
There are rarely mortals near the barrier. The streetlights are dim and prone to flickering haphazardly. Around the quarter there tends be a persistent light fog that most people have written off as pollution, but it still manages to scare mortals fairly well. So when Rosalie is walking towards the barrier only to see a person standing near it, she is understandably confused. The closer she walks towards him, though, the more she realises he’s not exactly human. “Hello,” she says, masking her voice as kind and helpful. “Can I help you?” She ‘s curious and her head tilting to the side gives it away. “You look a bit lost.” He doesn’t really look lost, but it’s something a normal mortal would say when they see someone they don’t recognise in a place they consider home.