#hazvrds

[sxtisfxtion]

Oh, I'm bossy and mean. And can be an asshole too but that you already know. [' puffs his cheeks and shrugs].

Yeah, you can be all those things but somehow, some way I still love you. {`gently nudges your side.} Stop trying to look cute--.

[sxtisfxtion]

What do you mean what am i doing? I'm blowing your face with my hot minty breath. Now love me...

Hot, minty breath. I dunno about that but okay. {`squints.} I’ll love you only on one condition--.

[sxtisfxtion]

[' blows on your face].

{`pushes your face outta my face and pinches your cheeks.} Yah-- what are you doing right now???

[sxtisfxtion]

[' hugs you from behind and spins you around in circles]. You better publish this so people can be jealous of our friendship...

{`a small squeak emits from her lips when you lift her up.} You’re always so bossy–. I’ll publish it just for you.

[spellworkers-blog]

abducted (leo&jongin)

"Who's there?" Leo asked as he squinted against the rough fabric of the blindfold, tensed his wrists briefly against whatever had been used to lash him down to the unforgiving surface he was on. He supposed he should have been more careful, but even immortals slipped up every now and then.

He took the question as a joke placing his hands behind his back and paced the room back and forth, slowly and steady. His attention was at the male who was blindfolded. By the scenario, anyone could mistaken this for something sexual but, it was far more than that. Its been weeks or probably months since he had a taste of just a smudge of blood. he needed it and desired it. 

He grinned and quickly answered.

“Your worst nightmare”.

Leo very nearly rolled his eyes, not that his captor would have been able to see the expression. “Oh, yes, I’m so scared,” he deadpanned, which always sounded off in his almost unnaturally high, light voice. He’d ceased his struggle for the time being, would instead indulge whoever this was. His memory of his evening after his first drink at the club was muddled indeed, that was what he got for not encountering this new generation of drugs very often.

Taking off the blindfolds, he cocked his head to the side and stared at the much paler individual before him. He reeked of alcohol and he didn’t, if he were to feed off him soon, the blood would give such adrenaline rush. Hearing the light voice of the male. “I like it when my victims are sarcastic and seemed unbothered by me.” He heaved a sigh and shrugged his shoulders. “I can sense that you’re special and by special I mean…not entirely human which I don’t care at all. Your blood smells good.”

“Good?” Leo gave a laugh that was altogether hollow, his gaze evenly following the form of what could only be a vampire. “Somehow I doubt that, every vampire who has ever tasted my blood said I tasted of sour wine.”

“Hm, I’ll be the judge of that don’t you think?”. He smiled at the stranger baring his pearly white fangs. “Blood is blood and when I want it I care less if it’s sour or sweet. Although I prefer my mate’s blood over anyone’s but—it’ll only cause death. I have no choice on preying on strangers.” Shrugging his shoulders he got closer, blue orbs staring at the lovely face of his prey.

“I promise it won’t hurt.” He grinned.

Leo stared up at the stranger unflinchingly, his lips pursed the slightest bit. This vampire... he was an odd one, to be sure. His mate’s blood would cause death? Not an immortal, then, that was certain. “Of course it won’t. I’m rather used to pain,” he said evenly.