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@ivesleptsolong liked for a cuddly boi!
Q hummed, almost a low purr, as he stretched out on the bed; back arching for a few moments before he rolled over to snuggle happily into Edward's side. "Can you be less comfy so I feel better about needing to go to work later please?" He asked in a playful whine, tangling their legs together where they lay.
"I didn't know where else to go..." Edward whispered, before he collapsed, unconscious, on Nick's doorstep. He was drenched in rain - and his own blood. || @ivesleptsolong
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Nick had a sense that it was Edward before he opened the door. It was why he hadn't bothered to check through the peephole, which he was regretted when he saw how hurt the other was. Instantly moving to pick him up, he carried him into his home, kicking the door behind him. "What happened to you? Edward..." he called out to him, moving to lay the other down on the couch. "Edward open your eyes... please..."
"Oh no, you don't." @ivesleptsolong
Send “Oh no you DON’T” to grab my muse by the back of their collar to stop them from doing something stupid
Cam yelped and fell back on his arse. "Ouch!" He glared at the stranger who'd stopped him from climbing up the edge of the bridge.
"I wasnae gonna jump," he barked before the other could say anything else. "Jest enjoy th'view."
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Eddie had been on the run for a few days, hiding from the ones hunting him for a crime he didn't do.
The house he found had looked abandoned or unused on the outside at least. Inside when he picked the lock and, after some difficulty, let himself in, was another story.
The home he went into was so elegant. It shown the rich décor as he walked around in complete awe of the place. Forgetting his hunger for a couple of minutes.
Inside was relaxing compared to the chilly elements outside. And Eddie probably smelled literally like he had not had a bath in days, which would be a sad truth. Brown eyes looking around and finally he found the pantry and searched for any bit of cans of food, and finally checked the fridge. Heart sinking as he found no food anywhere and whispering his cussing that he broke into a house that clearly was abandoned or at least left alone for a bit, and he assumed they'd have food, "fucking idiot." He whispers to himself.
"Having a name like Smith is so lame. Ever thought of changing it to Blackburn?" || @ivesleptsolong
Q felt the blood rush to his cheeks and he ducked his head shyly, fingers tangling in Edward’s shirt. “W-what? That’s not funny, stop teasing me.” He giggled, giving his head a little shake even though the idea put butterflies in his abdomen. He pressed a sweet kiss to the vampire’s lips before his eyes went blank and then Marcus bit down, smirking. “Not a chance, handsome. You should be so lucky.”
“Did I zone out?” || @ivesleptsolong
Dissociation Starters || Accepting
Q nodded slowly, having been watching Edward for several minutes without knowing what to do. "Yes. You've been staring at the wall. Is that something that happens often?" He asked, head tilting to the side as he tried to make sure he wasn't going to insult the vampire with his question.
❝ i will always be here. no matter how far you go you can always come home to me. ❞ || @ivesleptsolong
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Wanda's arms wrapped around Edward's neck the moment that he was close enough. She clung to him, taking in the feeling of him in her arms, the scent of him. God she really had missed him, more than she could ever say. "I know... I just... I didn't know if you wanted to see me. I didn't want to be that girl who ends up pushing you away because I'm being too much," she admitted, "I'm just... I'm glad you're ok."
Astarion was dead.
That was the very last straw for him. He couldn't take it anymore. He was silently touching the ashes, down on his knees - that was all that remained. He never had a chance to get to know him better. To touch him without the fear of triggering him. Without the fear of letting someone close again.
He couldn't sense anyone else in the room, just Astarion. His scent was everywhere in there. Even the wooden stake nearby on the ground... Edward couldn't detect anyone else but him. Only him. He inhaled the scent and howled in pain, his agony too strong to even shed a tear. He wanted to show Astarion that not everyone was a monster; that he was loved by someone for who and what he was. Without expecting anything in return; without demanding absolute obedience.
He failed. Cain was right. He was right all along. He was a failure. He couldn't decipher the signs, the symptoms, and now it was too late.
"I'm sorry", he murmured to the empty room, gripping the stake in his right hand. Hard. "I hope you can forgive me."
He stabbed the stake in his own heart, just as Astarion did.
He did not miss, either.
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// @ivesleptsolong I hope you know that Astarion has been trying to make me not post this because he's heartbroken. He has no words for this, other than to tell you that this is mean and he wants you to take it back XD
