Celine + Gabriel for shits and giggles
"Well aren’t you extra friendly today, Monsieur Beaumont?” Celine cackled, flipping her hair back flirtatiously. “If you were hungry, you could have just asked you know.”
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Celine + Gabriel for shits and giggles
"Well aren’t you extra friendly today, Monsieur Beaumont?” Celine cackled, flipping her hair back flirtatiously. “If you were hungry, you could have just asked you know.”
Gabriel Beaumont?
He’s a strange one, that one. We’ve only ever met once and that encounter wasn’t particularly pleasant. But… there’s something about him that intrigues me. There seems to be so much that is yet to be discovered about Sir Beaumont and I wouldn’t be Annika Acacia if I didn’t take it upon myself to do just that.
We don’t have much of a connection as of yet, but I’m quite the persistent little bugger once my mind is set.
In the wake of what had been an absolutely fantastic bout of sex, Sophia was left wonderfully, beautifully, deliciously, sated and worn out. She had ridden Gabriel, one of her most-favored lovers, as if he had paid her to do it, and only once he had reached his orgasm and she had achieved hers several times over did she allow herself to collapse on top of him, breathless and panting. She kept the length of his spent cock snug inside of her even as she leaned down to press a slow kiss to his lips, her slim and graceful hands resting on either side of his chest to feel his warm skin beneath her fingertips.
"I don't know how I managed to last so long without you, my king," she purred as she drew her lips away from his, though a thin strand of saliva, wet and glistening, tied them together even as she raised her head to gaze down at him through long, fluttering eyelashes. "Surely it would have only been another day or so before I was driven absolutely mad by my need from you." Gingerly, she lowered her head once more, and kissed softly at his Adam's Apple, pressing tiny little licks and nibbles to his flesh with all the dutiful obedience of the worshipful little nymph she was for him. "You are...sated, sir? At least for now?"
✎ + Gabriel!
To the asshole vampire,
I do not know what you are doing here standing at my grave like this. You certainly cannot be here to mourn me. The time we met was a fumble on my part and a true bout of rudeness on yours.
Yet, I cannot help feeling sad about our encounter, and you should know I thought of you often. I could see the adoration in your eyes over your novel, the way your gaze followed it like a child. If only you had been more accommodating for a clumsy faerie with good intentions - we may have been good friends, I feel. I hope. Certainly, I had a whole collection of books in French that I could not understand but would have gladly passed to you without hesitation. But I suppose that it was not meant to be.
If there was one thing I could ask of you, even if you did not listen - it is that I sometimes mourn for how sad you are in this world. Sad is such a simple word, yet it encompasses so many different feelings in three little letters. Please, if not for me, then for yourself - there are so many pleasures to be found in this world. Even if it is not your beloved France, it is still home to many, a home people would live and die for. So it must have something about it, yes?
Sincerely, Pierce.
PS. I found out what that word was, whatever you kept calling me. My wings do NOT resemble a butterfly, thankyouverymuch.
Gabriel, Sophia, Gaelen
Fuck: Sophia
She seems nice, and seems like she knows what she’s doing…
Marry: Gaelen
He’s so sweet, I could certainly see us married
Get drunk with: Gabriel
Maybe he’ll loosen up a bit?
☮: friendship headcanon for Gabriel Beaumont
☮: friendship headcanon
Gabriel is a vampire with whom Celine feels a strong kinship with. His brooding nature and cynical attitude to everything around him often reminds her of a younger version of herself. If he was ever motivated enough to join forces with her cause, she would happily place him in a position of high power. There is an unquestionable potential that Celine sees; the only challenge is figuring out how to draw on that. But for the time being, she is content with having a companion who would appreciate the destruction of Sansoria as much as herself.
☮: friendship headcanon concerning Gabriel because HILARIOUS
oh god YES I can actually imagine it. Pierce would be super enthusiastic that Gabriel was beginning to actually make an effort to be sociable and drag Gabriel out to different places so they could hang out. And of course I imagine Gabriel being rather annoyed and they would pretty much be constantly arguing but in a moderately playful way until Gabriel says something that REALLY hurts Pierce (you guys will learn really soon that I enjoy causing my characters pain… a lot of it…) and so he decides to give up ): leaving Gabriel to decide whether he even wants to bother after all this time or if the silly little faerie who fell on him in the woods is actually worth his time.