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[sacrificialed]

it definitely wasn't a secret that emerson loved dolly parton. and with the knowledge that she'd also opened up some gas stations in tennessee, where dollywood was, emerson knew he had to go. and he was lucky enough to have convinced vincent to go with him.

he was close to bouncing out of his seat even with the seat belt on as vincent drove and occasionally he would look over at vincent and grin. "i'm so excited that we're headed to dollywood! i've always wanted to go. we can ride all sorts of rides!" reaching over, he playfully settled a hand on vincent's thigh.

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[starliqqht]

"When I get paid later this week, hon, I wanna spend it on you." ( loftplxybcy )

Lovely random things || @loftplxybcy

"W-WHAT? NO, NO. VINCE... BABE, YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THAT..." The younger blonde supe dramatically waves her hands around. A deep shade of red upon the apples of her cheeks. Annie isn't the type of girl who basks in money and designer clothing; she doesn't look to a man and yearn for his money, or care what car he's driving. She craves what's in the heart, THE WARMTH HE CAN OFFER HER, and how well he could listen and understand her feelings. She's a romantic at heart. Longing for the right person to come her way. And he did. And now he's spoiling her, and while she always tells him that he doesn't need to drape her in gold and pamper her.

Annie knows he's doing it from the bottom of his heart. Annie gently grabs his arms, mindful not to wrinkle up the overly expensive suit of his that just makes her melt into him like butter. "You really don't have to do that for me, Vince. You know I don't care about all those things," A sweet chuckle spills past twin flesh as her hands glide down to link their hands together. "I just love to spend time with you. I love seeing you.... I love being around you. I love your smile. I just wish we could have a week to ourselves, you know ? Away from New York. Pretend none of this is really happening. A little escape, you know ?"

[sacrificialed]

[ wash ] sender helps wash dried blood off of receivers face. ( @loftplxybcy )

this had been one of those times where he couldn't bring himself to call hughie. he didn't want his brother knowing what had happened, how bad it was. didn't want hughie to see him like this. so he'd stumbled and dragged himself to vincent's loft. blood covering his clothes. split lip still bleeding. arm pressed to his side, trying to soothe broken ribs. coughs up blood just as he knocks on the door.

before vincent can even answer, all of emerson's strength seems to give out. younger twin ending up on the floor, back pressed against the wall as the only thing keeping him upright. shockwaves of pain jolting through his body. teeth grit together as he tries to calm his breathing.

the next thing he knows, vincent's washing blood from emerson's face. he's safe inside the loft. blacking out momentarily here and there from pain. fingers gripping vincent's wrist loosely. "i'm sorry," he says, "i can clean myself up. you don't have to do this for me, vincent."

[starliqqht]

“ i’m   terrified   to   lose   you to homelander. ” ( loftplxybcy )

clearing out memes || @loftplxybcy

"HEY NOW, WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING TO LOSE ME ?" Annie gently cups both of his cheeks in the palms of her hands, thumbs rubbing in circular, smooth motions against the apples of his cheeks. She tries as much as she can to soothe away all the worries that are buzzing in that head of his. Looking up at Vincent with concerns washing over her features. "You are not losing me to the likes of HOMELANDER. You know why ? Because I don't want him. I want you." Homelander just had to pull that little stunt of his, didn't he ? HASHTAG HOMELIGHT ? Get. Fucking. Real. Homelander just knew his days were coming, becoming less likable- his true colors peeking through the cracks. When his points began to lower, and Annie's began to rise.

The older supe had noticed the way they were all surrounding her. Begging for her pictures. She was taking Homelander's spotlight away. So why kill America's Sweetheart ? When can he just date America's Sweetheart ? "It's not real, you know, babe." She reminded Vincent. "He's just doing it to up his image, and have control over me." And while that sounded dreadful when the younger woman put it that way.... it's only because it's true. And she feared it. Feared what Homelander would do if she didn't play her part- dreaded having to go back to Vought and leave the sanctuary that is Vincent and his loft. On her tiptoes, her hands still cradling his face as she leaned up to plant a kiss against his lips. "It's going to be okay." And as much as that was meant for Vincent... it was also meant for herself.