#soulscorned

[fuckyou-unbearablyindifferent]

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PROTECTIVE FRIEND MODE ACTIVATED.

[ravenfanged]

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     It’s a light press of his hand against Enzo’s chest, pressing the other vampire against the back of the couch. A subtle show of his strength, even if he’s not trying to keep him pinned down. Fangs are nipping at his neck, enough to leave a mark he’ll admire later, even if he’s careful not to let his blood fill his mouth. Not when he’s already worked up.

     “ If you’d stop teasing -- ” Bites are trailed lower, and Damon’s shifting against him to make a point. “ I’d already be where we both want me to be. ”

[loyaltylanced]

     “ Did you walk into the door just to get kisses? ”

[loyaltylanced]

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     It’s one thing to know that Lucifer isn’t the one to take the demon’s life. It’s another entirely to know that it’s always him; no matter how many times he’d checked. There are different courses history takes, of course, nothing is set in stone -- except that.

     “ Why are you alright with this? ” He’s always been one to follow fate, but this -- no, he refuses. The apocalypse is one thing. This is completely different. It’s unfair, cruel, even if he won’t say it. “ It’s permanent. No do-overs, no coming back from that. Just -- ” Does he go to the Empty? Or does he go somewhere worse, somewhere Michael is going to damn him to? “ Whatever comes after for you. ”

[loyaltylanced]

" your smiles are like shooting stars. really rare, and really beautiful. " ( sips soup out of bowl. now we know. who this is from. )

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     Ah, there it is -- the warmth of his grace just under his skin. Akin to the flush on a human; there’s a faint glow settled across his cheeks. He moves closer, rests his head on the demon’s shoulder. If archangels could be flustered, perhaps that’s what Michael is. A glance up to the sky, a wave of his hand, and stars are shooting across. “ You’re very sweet, you know. ” 

[loyaltylanced]

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     He watches the other for a beat, and then he’s rolling his shoulders -- he’s pulling Adam in with his wings next, letting them settle against his side. There’s a kiss pressed to the top of their head. “ Would you like to talk about it, or do you just want to cuddle into me? ” Words are murmured against their hair, another kiss following, this time at their lips. There’s the warmth of his grace in their chest, then -- the closest Michael can get, physically speaking. It’s unspoken, the fact that he’s there however Adam wants or needs him.

[hiveruled-moved]

birthday asks for rat!

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The cult leader examines the vial of blood, taking a moment to register that it was Kol's blood. The blood of a vampire. What has been described to him as both a way of healing and a way of escaping the claws of mortality in case of death if you have it in your system. The thought of it being merely a birthday gift is thrown out the window, a sweet thought, but nothing compared to the reality of what his boyfriend has just given him. A way to gain more power, to further his movement in the exact ways he wanted. 

Dark eyes finally tear themselves away from the vial to intensely stare at his lover, wordlessly setting the vial on the nightstand as he turned back to him and grabbed both sides of Kol's face. " Have I mentioned how much I fucking love you? " Kai whispered, dragging the vampire down in order to slam his mouth against his in a passionate kiss.

[ravenfanged]

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     “ Whitmores are dead. ” It’s accented by the click of Damon setting a bottle of bourbon down, a quiet shrug following -- not the way he’d planned it, but at least it’s behind all of them now. It’s nothing but a memory, a family name that no longer exists. A legacy that doesn’t get continued. He’d try for a snarky smile, if he didn’t know they’d see right through it. “ Just thought you’d wanna know. Sorry we didn’t get ahold of you, but -- it was more of a spur of the moment type of thing. ”