#old fangs

[aquatic-indie-gal]

Really Depressing on How That Cartoon Saloon's Earliest Films before Secret of Kells Have Zero Fanart from What I've Seen.

Anyway, Here's a Little Art Piece from One of Their Short Films, "Old Fangs".

It's a Really Interesting Representation of Depressing Body Language.

Old Fangs (c) Cartoon Saloon

[krookodyke]

old fangs, dir. adrien merigeau & alan holly / cut, catherine lacey

[roseyserpents]

The Best Year of My Life

Summary: you and Sweet Pea are soulmates, but over and over obstacles try to stop you from being together

Warnings: like two swears, mention of sex

Word count: 5,655

A/N: sorry y'all lmao

Posted: February 7, 2020 9:25 P.M. CT

"I'll be over your house later, bye." You smile at Veronica before you both wave at each other and walk down the nearly empty halls save for two or three people to your fifth period classes. You didn't notice the looming shadow over you until someone's arm laid over your shoulders, a smile painted on your lips as you squeeze his hand.

"I was thinking we skip study hall and head to Pop's for a milkshake." Sweet Pea says, taking your books from your hands and carrying them for you.

"As long as you're buying." You smile up at him.

"I was planning on it."

The two of you slipped out the front doors of Riverdale High and walked to Pop's with small conversation and laughs, oblivious to the fact someone had seen your secret relationship. It wasn't as if people hadn't seen the two of you with each other before but as far as everyone else knew it was just simple small talk in the hallway. Sometimes it hurt Sweet Pea that you tried so hard to keep him a secret but every time it happened he saved the conversation for another time. You of course felt bad for it but your family name had already taken enough punches last year; your parents would murder you if they found you with a Southside Serpent.

"I'll go get the milkshakes." Sweet Pea says as you sit down. You nod as he walks away, your face falling and losing colour once you see your grandfather stepping inside and looking around before he approaches.

"Opa, what are you doing here?" You ask, no with your eyes for Sweet Pea to stay at the counter.

"Trust me I'm as happy to see you as you are to see me." He says sarcastically, causing your expression to harden, "But tell me Y/n, what are you doing here during school? I don't believe it would portray us well if our only hope for our future after your brother was seen skipping."

"But who would tell them?" You question, standing up so you're level with him, "certainly not the man who is seeing a woman slightly older than me for sure."

He's silent for a few moments as if trying to figure out his next move, "You've been acting high and mighty for too long. Soon enough you'll slip up and it will be the end of it." With that he walks out of the restaurant leaving you to let out a breath you didn't realize you were holding.

"You okay?" Sweet Pea asks after finally sitting down across from you, passing you your pink milkshake across the table.

"For now." You reply, giving him a smile that doesn't quite reach your eyes. Though your grandfather was older, he certainly still had connection and a burning hatred for his grandchildren that he claimed took the family business from him, and now that your brother was gone that fury was directed upon you. You didn't really believe he was capable of loving anyone, even his family. No, if he had the chance he would without a doubt kill you and make it look like an accident.

You're pulled out of your thoughts by Sweet Pea gently grabbing your hand under the table and giving you a small smile. You return it and push away thoughts of your Opas threat and direct your focus to aiming the straw of your wrapper at Sweet Peas forehead.

-

The next day the second you walked into school everyone's eyes were on you as they whispered and gossiped in their groups. You were confused but pretended not to notice as you continue your walk to your locker before being pulled aside and into the bathroom.

"What is this?" Veronica exclaims, shoving a paper in your face.

"Sorry, recovering from whiplash, what?" You ask while squinting your eyes. She hands you the paper she was previously trying to put in your mouth and gives you a chance to read it. A picture of you and Sweet Pea walking down the hall from yesterday is the biggest picture in the center with other ones showing you both surrounding it. At the top in bold words reads COUPLE OF THE YEAR

Your face loses colour and your mouth goes dry as you stare blankly at the picture. You clench your jaw and rip it before turning back to Veronica.

"Where did you get that?" You ask through your teeth.

"They're all over the school," She answers, "so you two are together?"

"Yeah." You sigh, running a hand through your hair, "no one was supposed to find out, though."

"I think you should go talk to him." She says, holding your arms. You nod before taking a breath and stepping back into the stares of your classmates who you now realize are holding the same posters that Veronica had. You try to ignore them as you find Sweet Pea at his locker with Fangs looking as if they're having the same conversation you had with Ronnie.

"Sorry Fangs." You say quickly before pulling Sweet Pea into the nearest classroom and closing the door. You're both silent for a while, leaning against desks across from each other as you try to figure out what to say.

"Somebody was watching us." Sweet Pea starts, looking up at you through his lashes.

"Oh wow I didn't realize." You say sarcastically, "the pictures of every date we've ever been on totally wasn't a dead give away. Thank you for clearing up that information."

"I'm so sorry I don't know what to say." He spits back. "There isn't anything I can say. Somebody caught us, oh no. Isn't it really that big of a deal?"

"Yes, actually, it is. This wasn't supposed to happen. Nobody was supposed to figure out!" You yell.

"I realize that you were too embarrassed to be dating a Serpent from the Southside to let even our friends know about us, but just because it might get you in trouble with Daddy doesn't mean you're going to scream at me." You says in a voice just under a yell before standing up and storming out the door. After he's gone you let out a frustrated yell and kick a desk, fighting the tears that sting the back of your eyes. You know you shouldn't lash out on him for something neither of you could control but the panic of knowing your grandfather would find out as news spread and utter fear of what he would do clouded your thoughts.

You walk out a few minutes after Sweet Pea trying your best to look normal in a situation that was everything but.

-

The day dragged on with people yelling things at you as you walked the halls and whispering loudly behind you in class before finally ending. You're thoughts had cleared enough to let you realize you had screwed up by fighting with Sweet Pea when the two of you needed each other. After school you went and got his favorite candy, a bag of Reese's Pieces, and let yourself into his trailer about ten minutes before he gets home.

-

The last thing Sweet Pea was expecting after the fight earlier that day when he walked into his house was to find you sitting on the couch. His hard expression stayed and his jaw was still clenched but for a moment it softened.

"Hey," you say quietly, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have freaked out on you like that."

"Yeah, you shouldn't have." He agrees, taking off his jacket leaving him in a plain white T-shirt and jeans before leaning against the wall and crossing his arms over his chest.

"And I shouldn't have made a big deal about people knowing. I'm in no way ashamed of you." You continue but his expression doesn't change. "And I got you candy."

Sweet Pea pushes off the wall and walks towards you with his face made of stone until you're standing in front of each other. You brace yourself for another fight but before you can say anything he wraps his arms around you in a tight hug, snatching the Reese's Pieces out of your hand. You laugh and let out your nerves as you wrap your arms around him, both of you swaying slightly.

"I'm sorry too." He mumbles into your hair before pulling away to face you.

"Mhm." You hum before pressing your lips against his, a smile on a smile. "I love you, Sweet Pea."

"I love you too." Sweet Pea responds in a whisper deepened by the low sound, his voice vibrating in his chest felt in your own. "I think we should head to bed."

"You think?" You giggle before snatching the bag of candy from his hand and running into the bedroom where Sweet Pea throws you on to the bed and climbs over you, successfully getting his Reese's back. After throwing them on to the bedside table he lays down on top of you forcing a groan as the air escapes your lungs.

"You feel like a boulder," you groan trying to wiggle out from under him.

"Gee thanks." He laughs, rolling off after pecking your lips.

"I mean it in a good way."

"Sure."

Sweet Pea wraps his arms around you and pulls your back into his front, the two of you seeming to curl perfectly into each other. He presses a kiss to your shoulder before settling again, saying a quick "love you" before drifting off into sleep.

-

That day at school after your relationship had been revealed to every student of Riverdale High and probably spreading to the corners of town you and Sweet Pea walked into school with his arm around your shoulders just like in the picture on the posters with confidence radiating off of you. You ignored the stares similar to yesterday's and continued on as if nothing had happened; which, in technicality, was true. Nothing changed except for the fact you were now in the open. It was a little scary but you believed as long as you and Sweet Pea showed you were strong, no one could touch you.

"So Sweet Pea when were you planning on telling us you had a girlfriend?" Fangs asks as him and Toni approach, walking on the side of Sweet Pea you weren't.

"I was getting around to it," He answers with a half smile, "Y/n, Fangs and Toni, Fangs and Toni this is Y/n."

You give them a warm smile that they return, Toni looking over the boys to talk to you, "I have no clue how you put up with Sweet Pea that much but props to you."

"Honestly, I don't know either," You laugh before turning to him, "I have to go talk to V, talk to you later." You peck his lips before waving to the others and walking off, your hair bouncing on your shoulders.

"You have a lot of explaining to do man." Fangs says.

"It's a long story."

"We have time."

Sweet Pea sighs and walks into an empty classroom that happened to be where it all started. "About three or four weeks since we got here. I sat there and Y/n sat there." He points to two seats next to each other in the back right corner, "wasn't a great start as you already know and that day we were all getting paired for a new project and we were partners. She turned to me and said"

November 18th, 2018

"I'm not doing all of the work." You cross your arms over your chest as you stand in front of one of the new students desks. You see a Serpent tattoo on the side of his neck sending a small chill of fear of him down your spine.

"Did I say you were?" He spits back standing up so he towered over you.

"I'm just saying. I've heard you aren't good news." You say making yourself seem unbothered by his otherwise intimidating stance.

"I get that you come from some high and mighty Northside family, but just because I'm from the South doesn't immediately put a lable on me." He says in a voice low so the conversation is only the two of you.

"Oh, I'm not discriminating about where you came from, I'm saying I've heard about a Serpent with raven hair, a neck tattoo and who seemed to be a human skyskraper that was trouble. I'm going to assume that's you unless you have a twin."

He stares at you for a few moments as if looking for a chink in your armor, looking you up and down. You shift slightly under his gaze which seemed to be enough for him as he sits back down with a huff.

"Let's get this over with."

The entire time you worked you hardly talked, doing your best to avoid it at all costs. Right before the teacher let everyone out of class, the bell chiming outside, she announces that you wouldn't have anymore class time to finish this and would have to complete the project out of school. You inwardly groan at the thought of spending your free time with Sweet Pea and figuring out a way to hide it from your family.

"I'm not happy about it either." He says before walking past you and shoving your shoulder, nearly making you drop your stuff.

That night you texted Sweet Pea after trying to find other ways to complete the project but only finding one.

Almost as soon as the clock struck five there was a knock on the door which you scamper to open before anyone else heard. Sweet Pea has a look on his face that says it took everything in him to get himself to actually show up and pass through the metal gate.

"Hurry up." You say, pulling him inside and up the flight of stairs that split in to two. You ignore his attempts to talk until you're in the library, a place where no one except you went.

"Think you could not drag me up stairs anymore?" Sweet Pea asks with an annoyed look, fixing his leather jacket.

"Of course you wore that," you sigh and gesture vaguely in his direction.

"Got a problem, Preppy?" He asks with a raise of his brow.

"How many times do I have to tell you I don't care about where you come from. My family, on the other hand, does. If they saw you in here they'd hang us from the chandelier." You tell him, his expression softening slightly. "There's books on the project on that shelf over there if you need one."

The atmosphere between you both is slightly less tense than at school but still few words were exchanged as the night went on. After nearly finishing and working for three hours, the slides suddenly turned blank.

"What just happened? Where's all the work?" You question, trying to get it back by spamming buttons.

"I don't know I didn't touch anything." Sweet Pea says, turning away from his book to his laptop and spamming the undo arrow. Both of you get more and more frantic as the hours of research don't appear again, eventually accepting the reality it was gone.

"What the hell happened?" Sweet Pea exclaims, standing up and pacing. "We just wasted five hours!"

"How am I supposed to know?" You say as frustrated as he was, "but unless you want to be up until sunrise, we need to redo everything."

He stands tense for a while and for a few moments you think he's going to storm out but he sits back down in the leather chair next to you, reluctantly pulling his laptop towards him and starting to fill everything back in.

-

You finally officially finished the project at exactly 2:37 AM. By then you were exhausted, eyes heavy from staring at a screen so long.

"I sent it to the teacher," you say, turning to look at Sweet Pea, "oh you've gotta be kidding me." Sweet Pea is slouched in the chair with his laptop almost falling off of his lap and a notebook under his hand. You move your stuff into your bookbag and set it by the table before taking his off of his lap as carefully as possible. As much as you pretended you were repulsed by the raven haired Serpent, there would be no way for him to leave quietly. You see a pen woven into his hair that he'd put behind his ear and gently pull away the locks and get it out. You glance down before looking back up and doing a double take. His expression was soft and unjudging, lips slightly parted and chapped. He looked calm; kind, even. You shake your head and stand back up, returning to your own chair and fall into a restless sleep.

-

You woke up to pounding on the front door, panicking for a moment before realizing your parents and grandfather were out for a "meeting" for the rest of the week. Sweet Pea is up and standing next to you, confusion displayed on his face as he realizes where he is.

"Who's that?" He asks as both of you walk down the stairs.

"I don't know." You admit, slightly nervous by the violent pounding on the old wood of Clover Cliff. You open the doors and your face falls upon seeing your brother standing there. "It's not a good time M-"

"What the hell are you doing on this side of town Malachi?" Sweet Pea asks, stepping into view behind you.

"I could ask you the same thing," he replies, stepping inside, "Got yourself some Serpent arm candy? Does dear Opa know about that?"

"We're working on a project for school." You say stiffly, witnessing the two boys staring each other down. "Look I know you guys have Ghoulie and Serpent beef but not here, not now. What do you want Mal?"

"Just came by for my stuff Dad is keeping away from me. I'll take it and be out of your greasy hair." He says, not removing eye contact with Sweet Pea causing the two to try to jump at each other but you put a hand on both of their chests. Fifteen minutes later Malachi walks out the door letting you let out a breath.

"How the hell do you know the leader of the Ghoulies?" Sweet Pea asks, his jaw clenched and hands balled in to fists.

"He's my older brother." You reply, running a hand through your hair and walking into the kitchen with him right behind you.

"You kind of failed to mention that." He says.

"It doesn't matter. Sorry I didn't think oh Sweet Pea is coming over, maybe I should go into depth of my every member of my family."

It's silent again in every corner of the mansion as you walk around, grabbing a bowl of fruit for breakfast.

"I wasn't asleep." Sweet Pea says after you sit down on a bar stool.

"What?"

"I wasn't asleep." He repeats, "you know, when you put all my things on the table. And the pen when I'm pretty sure you were watching me."

"I wasn't watching you, you're the idiot who got a pen stuck in their hair." You retort, stuffing a blueberry in your mouth.

"Why do you keep doing that?" He asks, looking at you through the hair that'd fallen on to his forehead.

"Doing what?"

"Insulting me every time I try to have a normal conversation."

"Because we're not buddy buddy. We're classmates. I've known you for hardly a month. Need anymore?"

"We're opposites and we're not really friends. I get that. But it's pretty annoying when everything I say to you gets shut down." He says, his voice genuine and the way his face was last night, gentle.

Why didn't you say anything when I may or may not have been staring at you?" You ask, trying to look him in the eye but his never quite meet yours.

"I don't know, maybe I kind of liked it." He answers quietly, finally meeting your gaze. He was nervous, maybe a little scared. From the way he talked and those feelings in his eyes you could tell he wasn't lying. You slide off of your stool and stand in front of Sweet Pea, your hand reaches up and cups his cheek your thumb rubbing over his cheekbone. He jerks away momentarily as if he's not use to physical contact but his posture returns to how it was before, his eyes anxious and almost scared.

"You okay?" You ask him quietly, eyes scanning his face.

"Yeah." He breathes as your hand moves up to his hair, swiping away a lock of hair on his forehead before moving back down, his head leaning into your touch as if he'd been craving it. You pull him down to you, your lips meeting in a gentle kiss and his arms wrap around your waist to pull to closer. You pull apart and look into his eyes, the corners crinkled by a smile.

"This is-" he starts before you hum in response and press your lips to his again.

November 11th, 2019

"So you two started dating because of Mr.Lake." Toni summarizes.

"Sort of," Sweet Pea shrugs, "I have to go to class, see you guys later."

"When did he become such a Loverboy?" Fangs asks as the door closes behind Sweet Pea.

"I don't know," Toni replies, "but I do know that girl is good for him and that's enough for me."

-

"Kevin, I don't know why you're freaking out so much, he's just a boyfriend." You sigh, closing your locker and starting to walk with him by your side.

"He's not just a boyfriend, he's a Serpent!" Kevin exclaims.

"So? You dated one."

"Exactly! That's why I know they're not good news!"

"Well while you go off on all the reasons I shouldn't date Sweet Pea, him and I will be celebrating our anniversary next week." You smile before walking into Mr. Lakes classroom and take your seat as in the story.

"Hey Sweets." You smile as he sits down next to you, "how'd it go with Fangs and Toni?"

"They're happy about it." He replies. "How about yours?"

"Well Kevin warned me about dating a Serpent but other than that, we're in the clear with the people who actually matter." You smile, "Oh and you should come by later, I have a little surprise."

"What--" Sweet Pea tries to ask but before he can Mr. Lake walks in and starts teaching forcing him quiet and to wonder what you meant.

-

Around six thirty after school Sweet Pea made the walk up the winding drive way of Clover Hill and knocked on the doors he's only passed through a handful of times.

"Hey," you smile after letting him in, placing a chaste kiss to his lips, "So you wanna watch a movie?"

The two of you sit on your bed with the movie Scream playing on the TV in front of you. You sit between Sweet Peas legs with your back to his chest, his arms tucked around you making sure you stay. Your hands fold around his on your stomach, every now and then your thumb rubbing over the top of his palm. Half an hour in Sweet Pea moves your hair over your shoulder and presses soft lips to your now exposed neck sending chills down your spine. He pulls your shirt over your head before you turn around and face him, straddling his lap. You discard his shirt and press a kiss to his lips that quickly turns heated, your hands in his hair as he slowly lowers onto the mattress. His hands move to your thighs, the two of you smiling into the deep kiss.

A small whiles later your standing out on your balcony with nothing but your underwear and Sweet Peas shirt that dropped to your mid knee, leaning against the stone fence around the space. The wind picks up your hair as he walks out of your bedroom in his sweat pants, coming to stand behind you with his arms wrapped around you and he places a soft kiss to your cheek. Something in you seemed to click, like this was it. This is where you were supposed to be. You've known for a long time now that you and him we're going to last, but this feeling was like looking into your future and seeing you both standing exactly like this in some future with a house of your own. A future where you weren't shunned for being with someone from the other side of the tracks. A future where it was and always will be you two.

"I love you Sweets." You say, watching the sun sink behind Sweetwater River.

"I love you too Y/n."

November 18th, 2019

"I love you Y/n, please wake up." Sweet Pea says urgently, holding you on the floor of Pop's after you'd suddenly collapsed, a milkshake in a takeaway cup slowly seeping out of the lid in a puddle a foot away. A minute ago - fifteen seconds ago you were fine, smiling by his side. Then you were on the floor bringing his heart down with you.

"Call an ambulance!" He yells at the few people in the diner who'd gathered around. A bell signals the door opening and Archie Andrews joins the scene, pushing his way past people to see the commotion.

"Oh my God," he says after seeing you laying motionless on the floor. "Hurry I'll drive." Sweet Pea doesn't waste anytime picking you up as gently as he can and running out the door with Archie, sliding into the backseat with you in his lap. Archie speeds out of the parking lot proven by the sound of breaks screaming and other honking cars. The entire ride Sweet Pea isn't sure if this was some kind of fucked up dream, time freezing and he's left with you unresponsive in his arms; your fingers are not squeezing his back even though his hand grips yours as if it's a lifeline for both of you.

Everything in the interior of the Andrews truck lurches forwards as Archie slams the breaks, already five steps behind Sweet Pea who was up the stairs of the emergency entrance.

"Someone help!" He yells, voice strained with the threat of tears behind his eyes. Nurses pull over a gurney and have him lay you down on it, saying words to each other Sweet Pea didn't understand.

"Miss can you hear me? What's your name?" One of them asks.

"She's Y/n. Y/n Y/l/n." He answers her question, following the people around you, trying to figure out what's wrong based off the medical terms they're spitting out.

"Sir, you can't pass this point." The nurse says, blocking his way from you as you're moved onto a table.

"Bull," Sweet Pea says, trying to push past her but he's stopped again.

"Sir, if you go in you'll distract us and we won't be able to help Miss. Y/l/n." She says calmly. He stops at these words, not being able to handle the fact that if he went in you were at a greater risk. He steps away and sits down in a chair, holding his head in his hands and looking at his lap. How could this happen? How did he end up here with you in a hospital with a sudden episode? How did this happen to you? You were untouchable, nothing could come near you if it intended harm. This wasn't supposed to happen. He's supposed to protect you.

"Sweet Pea?"

He looks up and sees Toni and Fangs with worried expression on their face that they had a right to, they've never seen him like this. He's gone through rough patches of course just like everyone else, but no one has seen him looking like he's standing on the edge of a cliff, ripped in two and messy.

"I don't know what happened." He says quietly, his hands in front of his mouth. Veronica, Betty, Jughead, and Kevin arrive with the same expressions as Toni and Fangs. "We were heading out of Pop's and she just... Collapsed... I don't know."

"Guys." Veronica says, making everyone follow her direction of sight to the newest addition to the people in the hospital for you; your grandfather. His expression is blank, maybe even a little pleased by the situation as he approaches the group of teenagers.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Sweet Pea asks, now standing up to face him.

"I heard the most terrible news about my granddaughter and I've come to visit," He says doing a poor job at hiding a smile.

"Yeah of course you did. Right after you did whatever's wrong with her!" Sweet Pea yells, pointing at the room you're in.

"Preposterous. For all I know you did something, you're the gang member boyfriend of a well respected figure of our town." He spits back.

"Son of a-" Sweet Pea tries to lunge at the older man but he's held back by Fangs and Jughead.

"He's not worth it dude." Fangs says. Sweet Pea sits back down, squeezing his eyes shut in frustration.

"Don't worry, you all won't be here long. I'm sure of it." With that your grandfather walks back out of the hospital with body language that said he'd won a battle and he had no regrets on what he may or may not have done.

As feared by everyone, he was right. Half an hour after the human embodiment of Clifford Blossom mixed with Hiram Lodge left a nurse came out into the waiting room.

If you were an outsider looking in on the situation, perhaps one of the people just there for a check up or the cold, you'd pity those people. As the doctor explained something quiet enough so only they could hear you could watch as all of their expression fell from looks of hope and fear to loss and sorrow and anger and pain. You'd see the Lodge girl fall to her knees and cry into her hands and you'd see a tall Serpent collapse with her but inwardly. His face twisted as tears leaked out of his eyes though he tried to restrain them and his fists balled up into fists. You'd see his head fall so he didn't have to look any of his friends in the eye before he ran off. If you were one of the people in that group who'd received the news, you'd hear the doctor tell everyone that while they tried everything they could they could not save the previously untouchable Y/n Y/l/n. You'd hear him say she'd been killed by a foreign substance in her blood that'd worked it's way through her system and shut down her heart by weakening the flow of your blood. You'd be filled with your own emotions as you watched Veronica fall and Sweet Pea crash before he stormed away with a look of utter devastation on his tear streaked face.

For the days leading up to your funeral, Sweet Pea laid in bed and distanced himself from everyone. He locked the door and turned off his phone, sticking to sitting in the darkness of his bedroom alone. He looked back on all of the happy memories you and him shared leading up to your one year anniversary that you hadn't even gotten to fully celebrate. He barely put himself together enough to attend the funeral but he went, uncaring if your family didn't want him there. Everyone tried to talk to him when he arrived, but he just gave simple answers that shut down the conversation. It was just too hard for him to keep talking and keep pretending everything would be okay because he knew it wouldn't.

Before everyone left the service Sweet Pea made his way to the stand in the front by your casket, everyone stopping to see what the last person to see you alive would say.

"I... Y/n and I were the closest people in each of our lives." He begins, his face screwing up for a moment but his friends give him a supporting look and he continues, "we spent almost every day with each other. Every time she knew I was sitting alone at home she'd show up with an old horror movie and sit with me." There's a few sad laughs in the room.

"She took a chance on me when no one else would. She was the kindest, brightest, most caring and most beautiful person to walk this Earth. Every time one of us were going through something no matter how small, she was by their side supporting them through it all. We've lost another part of Riverdale. Another teenager who didn't get to live out their dreams; another hope of innocence returning to this town. I've lost... I've lost the love of my life. Y/n was and will always be the only person on this planet who could ever make me feel the way she did. She made me feel important and loved and like I was here for a reason. Like if I could make her happy, then I'd fulfilled my purpose.

I remember a week ago sitting with her on the balcony just upstairs and thinking this is where I'm supposed to be. We were going to stick with each other and maybe have a family of our own. But if I don't get that, if I don't get to spend the rest of my days with you in the life we had planned out for after high school, I just want to thank you, Y/n. Thank you for the best year of my life."

[shieldandcrown]

@macabrescribbler from here

“Ow,” Liz muttered under her breath as she bit her lip with her new found fangs for what seemed like the tenth time that hour. She was tired, hungry, and it didn’t take long to realize that her night vision has vastly improved as she let out a soft sigh and spat out the bit of blood that started to drip. She paid no mind to the color. Nor to how fast it seemed to heal.

She didn’t remember much, merely being attacked in a bar, then the next thing was she woke up in a nicer place than most hotel rooms or apartments she knew of.

Her fingers delicately ran across the side of her neck, only feeling two small bumps that were still healing. The blonde could hear voices in the next room which piqued her curiosity as the door began to turn.

“I told you, I’m offering her a place to stay. That’s final, some idiot just turned her and left her behind a bar. Clarus. You will find them, and end them. Permanently. And I’ll help her transition into this life,” Regis said, firmly as he opened the door. “Clarus. Go.” And then he was stepping inside, dressed in a fine suit, carrying a thermus heated to just the right temperature, sealed so she wouldn’t immediately go wild for the blood contained inside.

“Hello there, miss. I know it must be disorienting waking up here, but we found you freshly turned. I...do you know what’s been done to you?” he asked, carefully taking a chair on the opposite side of the room.

[shieldandcrown]

@swordofthreekings from here

“Regis.”

He didn’t bother with any sort of honorific or anything of that nature. He’d known Regis for a very long time, and it hardly seemed that important any longer, not with how close they had grown. Where Clarus was the vampire Lord’s right hand man in the dark, Cor was his hand in the sun. He was the human foil to the one-time-hunter. And there was one thing he could help with that none of the Lord’s vampire minions could.

“When did you eat last?”

He didn’t even wait for an answer before he shrugged off his coat and moved over to the older man, stretching his neck from side to side to loosen his muscles as he moved to kneel in front of the other.

“I’ve been eating regularly Cor, you’re fussing, far too much,” Regis said with a sigh, but he was smiling as the man came over, reaching up to gently comb fingers through the other’s closely cropped hair.

“But I’ll never turn away at least a sip or two from you,” the vampire lord murmured, gently letting his  lips find the other’s neck, he kissed and mouthed there for a moment.

Before letting his fangs sink in ,as he started to drink, letting raw ecstasy follow into Cor as he did.

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@chosenbythecrystal continued from here

The young man had been walking home from his part-time job at the local sushi bar having finished his shift when he started to feel as if he was being followed. He glanced around several times only to find the street empty beside himself and dismissed it as paranoia. He shook his head and carried on walking, though his pace quickened.

It wasn’t until a hand shot out of the darkness, dragging him backwards into the alleyway he had been passing that he realised he should have trusted his instincts. He instantly started to fight back, but the grip was too strong and within a matter of seconds, a pair of sharp fangs were grazing the skin of his neck, making him freeze.

The voice spoke and he shuddered.

“What…what are y-you?”

Clarus didn’t often feel the need to hunt as he had in the old days, he was very well gifted at compelling humans, hypnotizing them with his eyes. But every now and then, he felt the itch to actually follow someone, to snatch them and drink from them.

And the young man he’d seen, well. He smelled beautiful, and looked it, too. So he’d followed, elegantly and quietly, until he darted into an alley and tugged the boy into the alley with him.

“Do you really not know? I’m almost certain they still talk about us. What hunts humans in the night, young man? What captivates them, and dwells in shadows, and hungers for their blood?” he asked, voice soft and almost tender, more curious than intentionally threatening. 

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V: Old Fangs

Clarus Amicitia was a vampire hunter of some repute that came for Regis a very very long time ago, and ended up being turned.

Regis is a member of a long line of vampires that ruled vast swaths of land when darkness reigned more strongly over the earth. He’s slept for a very long time, in a tomb, and only recently awakened; and is regaining his strength.

Clarus definitely has been awake the whole time, garnering support, laying like the ground work for them to have infrastructure and resources.

There’s a lot of different ways Gladio’s or Noct’s could be in here, either as human descendants, or their children from way back in the age (maybe reincarnated), orrrr as vampires turned by them back in the good old days too.

Clarus has a distinct distaste for vampires that are messy, or any that aren’t of his line. And will happily get rid of them, keep his city clean. He’s stronger than most vampires, and has a powerful hypnotic gaze. He can also turn into a bat, and a raven, and a wolf.

Regis has some shadowy vampiric powers, things Clarus could probably employ if he had any inclination to. He can also exert some control over lesser vampires and ‘creatures of the night’.

In the modern day, they don’t spend much time together, but they communicate, and they share a network of contacts and servants and secure houses and safeplaces they keep across the world.

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Old Fangs

I directed this film with Alan Holly in 2008/009 Made in / produced by the Cartoon Saloon, in their home town Kilkenny, Ireland -Galway film fleadh 2009, honourable…