#evan pierce

[a-murder-of-muses]

"Does Evan like whipped cream?"

"I do actually.... I like it best when I can eat it off someone, but if thats not on the table, then I'll take it in hot chocolate I guess," the demon smirked.

@clinicalvampirisms

[shane-the-peaceful]

Party in the Graveyard Help!

So, I'd love to collect all of the CD's Ghost Town has come out with. The newer ones are relatively easy to find. But I'm having difficulty finding Party in the Graveyard and Bare Bones.

(Party in the Graveyard is the most important one for me to find right now.)

Any help would be greatly appreciated!

[a-murder-of-muses]

" i’m brilliant . i’m not bragging , it’s an objective fact . ” { evan or donovan, whoever you're feeling more }

"By saying it though, it goes from being a fact everyone can see, to being you bragging about it, and trust me babe. No one likes that," Evan chuckled, fixing his cuff links before he tapped his fingers on the rooftop bar. Normally he was in LA, but today he'd found himself in sunny Sacramento.

@ofherblueeyes

[a-murder-of-muses]

Would Evan ever need to switch bodies?

//In short, no he wouldn't.

He is keeping his host alive. Even if his vessel's soul was to die, his own being, takimg the place inside the vessel would keep it alive.

@ofstrangevariety

[a-murder-of-muses]

😳 { for Evan }

Evan had offered Malia a place to stay after their talk at the bar. Hotel rates, even for a bad hotel out here in California were outrageous, and he wanted to keep a close eye on her, though that part he'd been keeping to himself.

He was going to offer her breakfast...

Knocking gently on the door, he went to crack it open before he paused, a smirk coming to his lips before he closed it, laughing through it.

"Maybe lock it next time doll, Jesus," he chuckled.

"You come down when you're ready. Breakfast is on. Unless you need help," he teased.

@ofherblueeyes

[a-murder-of-muses]

Marry me! @ Evan (probably from a very giggly, drunk amnesia gem)

Evan and Gemina had gone out to paint the town red quite literally. It was a night of bloodshed and terror for some, but for them it was time to feed, and honestly to relax. To not have to pretend....

They were behind a dimly lit nightclub they'd just lured some poor, drunk bastard out of with promises of cocaine and a threesome. He was their fourth, or maybe it was fifth, victim of the evening.

Evan dropped the hold he'd had on the stranger's collar, letting him drop to the ground with a resounding, sickening thud when he turned to see Gemina, her smile wide as she asked him.

Immediately he felt like he was stone cold sober with a recent punch to the gut. He could see the inebriation in her gaze and the smile that played on pouty lips. They'd been married for five years.... He just still wished she could remember it.

He hid his pain well though, a grin spreading over features that never faltered, drinking her in as his thumb came up to wipe a speck of blood from her chin.

"We already are, but how about this sweetheart.... You fall in love with me again, you really want to marry me, I'll give you your dream wedding all over again, and we'll renew our vows. Only when I know you really love me though, you got it?"

@ofstrangevariety

[a-murder-of-muses]

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