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I want you to rail me so hard I forget my name. ~Etienne
"Eti dear you need not even ask, I will always be ready to treat you like the overpriced slut you are." He coos.
Blank mind
Send "Blank mind" for a situation where my muse doesn't remember anything.
He wakes slowly, eyes scrunched shut, trying to block out the unforgiving light. He sits up, his mind foggy and body stiff, like he's been asleep for days. He opens his eyes to an unfamiliar room, this wasn't uncommon for him... or was it?... wait... How drunk had he been last night? Did he go drinking at all?
As he wracks his brain trying to remember the previous evening, he comes to the horrifying realisation, he doesn't remember anything.
"...What the fuck?
@isaac-blackwillow continued from X
Alex didn’t necessarily expect this kiss but she didn’t not expect it either, if that made sense. She was flirty, Isaac was flirty... not to mention all the vodka. One second she was telling off some asshole on the dance floor (brief summary: foot, ass, jaws of life, MOTHERFUCKER) the next she’s making out with a dead guy. It was always a little weird, fooling around with vampires. They were lively, but they definitely still registered as ‘dead thing’ on her necromantic radar.
Still, it was a good kiss. It’d been a while since she’d had a good kiss. Or a good anything, come to think of it...
Once they’d broken apart, she tossed back her drink. “Absolut’s fine,” she shouted back. Even though he probably didn’t need her to shout, vampire hearing and all. “Do you have any E? I feel like making some bad decisions.”
"Well if it isn't my favorite photographer." *strikes a ridiculous pose, probably with at least one leg in the air*
Izzie laughed, wondering how he’d managed to stay alive. “I thought I heard you OD’ed and ended up in rehab. Or was that the story you tell people to keep the public interest on you?”
*slides back into the Countess's DMs like*
Now, what am I to do with you, dear on?
❛ why are you circling me? what, were you a vulture in another life? ❜ (guest muse Etienne)
He chuckles, "Perhaps, they are beautiful creatures in their own way." He looks the man up and down and let's out a delighted hum, "No my dear, I'm simply admiring the view."
KISSES
01. a soft kiss .
He spent more time watching Isaacs face than the screen. It was his favourite part of their lazy evenings, spent in front of the tv bingeing netflix shows. He loved seeing Isaac this way, no alcohol or wild flamboyance (not that he didn't love that about Isaac but there was a time and a place).
No, he loved these moments of stillness, the almost serene calm on Isaacs face as he concentrated on the dialogue of the characters on screen, this is what Dennis fell in love with, the man, not the mask he wore.
Dennis presses the softest of kisses to his cheek, so light he wouldn't be surprised if Isaac hadn't noticed. "I love you." He murmurs.
“i brought you a blanket.”
He hadn’t even noticed himself start to shake, “Thanks babe,” he says softly, pulling the softness tight around his shoulders. “Sorry to be like this, I don’t even know why I’m so rattled right now, I’ve been through worse...”
