#redshields

[adellaholmes]

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thanks man!!!!!

[ghostsince1738]

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My muse is running from your muse who is a vampire and takes sanctuary inside a church. Send ✟ for my muse’s reaction when your muse steps inside without any problems

Alice didn’t quite believe what was before her eyes when Hal’s fangs had appeared and his eyes turned pitch black. All she knew was that she had to get as far away from him as possible. From all her reading of myths and legends all she could remember in her panic was that vampires couldn’t go into church. She thanked God that she had made it before he had caught up with her. Just as she was catching her breath, the doors swung open and he walked in as if it was any normal building. Panic washed over her again as she started to back away from him, not sure where else she could go or what else she could do. “W-What do you want?”

[claudiaindarkness]

claudia! and you also seem like a really sweet and lovely person x

//Should I assume this is a ‘why did you follow me?” things o.o?

Thank you for the compliment ^-^ 

[livinganomalously]

Having abruptly finished their conversation, Hal stands in front of Antonia with a look of irritation and conflict lighting his eyes. His first instinct is to grab her arm and pull her towards him quite roughly, kiss her roughly. The Vampire need for bruising violence and the human (Hal) need for tenderness towards this woman makes his heart feel drunk, and quite suddenly he takes her face in his hands and presses a full lipped kisses on her mouth (THE DARE)

Hal’s abruptconclusion to the heated conversation they’d just had causes her shoulders tofall ever so slightly slack in a manner that says ‘oh for fuck’s sake he didn’tseriously just do that did he?!’

     She’d kept her cool more than he had in theprevious exchange, which exacerbated things from his end further as her usualbrand of relentless yet collected sarcasm, simply paired with more bite and a subtleirritation than usual, served to just annoy him further and fuel a viciouscycle. As was often the case, she was infuriating at the best of times, butarguments provided an environment where that aspect of her personality could really thrive. But the way he just tried to shut herdown and silence her, taking authority, really flicks a particular nerve ofhers and her eyes suddenly flash a more obvious anger.

     She doesn’t need to speak, her face says more than enough. Her gazeis almost wolf-like, solid and unmoving, as she stares right back at him with a look that could burn through solid metal, jaw slightlytensed, the fiercely defiant attitude that was partly the catalyst for theentire argument still burning strongly in her eyes.

     There’s a silenceas she makes it very clear she’s not backing down, the tension in the air isalmost audibly fizzling. Then he reaches forwards and his hands suddenly claspthe sides of her face. If he was aiming to confuse with his following actions thenhe’s certainly succeeded, because she genuinely did not see this coming. Ifthat was his aim, then she has to hand it to him, that move was well played.

     Before she even has time to register quite what’s going on, his lips are onhers, and she’s frozen, hands awkwardly suspended in the air, unable tocomprehend exactly what’s happening. She has no idea now she’s physicallyresponding, as all she can really register are computer-like error messages inher head. When her head finally catches up with what’s actually going on herhands move from their hovering position to his chest to push him off, and shepulls back. He’s lucky, ordinarily it’d be reflex for her to violently slap himin the face regardless of who he was, but luckily for him she’s too dazed anddumbfounded by it to react that quickly.

            “….” She opens her mouth tospeak but closes it again, repeating a few times as she clearly has no idea howto respond. Eventually she gives up and decides to let him answer the questionhe probably knows is on her mind judging by her face: what the fuck?

(//dude sorry that was so long but that made me laugh so I had to go all out here)

[livinganomalously]

Jesse, Hal, Sherlock

(okay this was hard. I’ll put her reasoning in brackets otherwise some of this might not make sense)Wed: Jesse(seems weird as she hardly knows him, but he’s in the dodgy crowd so he might be up for the pointless, meaningless vegas-type wedding without actually going ahead with anything else afterwards. Minimum strings attached with this one, probably)Bed: Sherlock(whilst she would definitely rather marry Sherlock over anyone else, it would also have minimal effect on her actual life as they already spend all their time together anyway, for her ‘bed’ is somewhat more than what it might be for most people. Being her with her general personal space issues, when presented with the following evidence: Hal would go all blood-lusty and kill her, and she hardly knows Jesse at all and therefore would probably panic if he so much as hugged her. She could probably only bear to do it with Sherlock because she trusts him regardless of any other feelings that might or might not be there)Behead: Hal (she really wouldn’t want to at all, it just seems logically fair as he’s lived a lot longer, bc let’s face it she ain’t gonna kill Sherlock, and it hardly seems right to kill a 25 year old instead of someone over 500. just to clarify, she really really wouldn't want to.)

[thebigbadspike-archive]

☮: Something you're confident about with your writing

//think I've got a good grasp of dialects for the most part

[ghostsince1738]

red-shields replied to your photo “I haven’t done munday in ages, so have an old picture of me :)”

I love you hair! I miss my short hair :( ALSO YOU ARE SUPER CUTE AND GORG

I'm thinkking of growning my hair out but I'll probably get cut it again :P Thank you *blushes* :)

[ghostsince1738]

Red-Shields

Alice had decided that a break away from her little bookshop was what she needed, it had been ever such a long time since she had been away. It hadn't taken her too long to decide where to go. Her requirements were quite straight forward, somewhere not too big, within driving distance and near the sea. Barry Island in Wales was the first place that sprang to mind. Not having anywhere booked to stay, she went into the first hotel she came across. Going up to the reception desk, she smiled at the man behind the desk. "I'm sorry to bother you, but do you have any free rooms?"