#glxryfallen

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@glxryfallen robbyhawk ♥️

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*grabs for romans hands as he gets up* you dont have to leave already do you? You're could stay in bed with me here

───────   ·   ·        ⨟                    Body  stops  from  rising  midway  as  he  feels  hand  grab  for  his  own.  A  brow  arches  as  he  turns  around  to  face  Paul  with  a  questioning  look.  And  he  listens  to  pleas  with  a  smirk  just  at  the  corner  of  his  lips  to  not  give  himself  away  too  much  when  it  came  to  how  excited  he  was  to  hear  those  words.

"You  want  me  to  stay?"

[bruisedconscience]

inopportune moments

[devilsloveeachother]

A starter for @glxryfallen Agony often filled Louis' heart and mind over this dark gift that Lestat had bestowed upon him, for he was now damned. Paul had tried to warn him, tell him of what was to come, and yet he did not listen. That is what led Louis to sitting on a pew within the church. A tale often told to children to ensure them that their all powerful god would not allow any demons into his place of worship. That they were safe. He was not there intent on spooking anyone though, not that there were often many people within a church at the odd hours of night that Louis showed up. He was more trying to have a conversation. Hoping for one at least from the god he had devoted most of his adolescence too.

Louis prayers went unanswered, though, even more so now in his undead body than before. What kind of god would accept something such as himself? Looking through red tinted lenses, Louis noticed a priest watching him, "Forgive me father," He'd start, bowing his head back down, in hopes to not give his dark gift away. "I fear the voice of god is needed even when the world sleeps."

[vyrulent]

starter || @glxryfallen

While the Master kept ancient visage, Aleera relished in her dangerous beauty. She was the lethal viper beneath the beautiful rose bushes, waiting to strike.

Dainty feet touched the ground and powerful wings faded, falling as strips of beautiful extensions of her pink attire. How the Master enjoyed his brides' sensuality, their tempting nature.

"What care you have taken," Spanish roots touched her words as she looked down upon him from her perch above him, "Such care you have taken for my Master..."

[bloodsalted]

@glxryfallen || based off your meme for confessing something || just made a starter instead. hope that's okay!

"uh. i'm not sure how this goes. i mean. i've seen it in the movies. tried it a couple times... but.. um.. forgive me father for i have sinned. isn't that where these sorta things start? that line... everyone says it," there's a quiet, frustrated half-laugh that follows as the sound of the back of his head resting against the confessional booth thunks on hollow wood paneling. he can smell the dried blood on his jacket in the enclosed space. leather and copper. muted but accented with rain water attempting (and failing) to wash it off. dean flicks his gaze up towards the dark ceiling then to the screen with it's fishnet shadows decorating the wooden wall.

a few beats of silence then you can hear whatever resolve or determination carried muddy boots into the church at an ungodly hour fade. "nah.. fuck it. this isn't gonna work. sorry to waste your time.." be damned if he isn't halfway towards the little door a long step later.

the hell was he thinking? talking to a wall? that shit's what crazy people do. and it's not getting him any closer to getting his job DONE.

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「 📱」 — ❝ I’m craving you ❞

[msg; priesty 😇]: Come visit me. 🥺 [msg; priesty 😇]: You wont regret it.

[bruisedconscience]

*crawls into bed with Riley, arms slowly winding around his waist to pull him closer to pepper kisses over his neck* merry Christmas

*blearily blinks at Paul before startling and just managing to hush his gasp* Merry— *quiet* What are you— *moans softly as Paul kisses over his neck, making Riley’s heartbeat thunder south* How did you even get in here?

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