#twilightdove

[storyborn-moved]

@twilightdove + mark & lexie .

[ TEXT ] Everyone is out tonight. [ TEXT ] Did you want to come over? [ TEXT ] We could watch a movie.

[storyborn-moved]

@twilightdove + emily / jennifer (text)

[ TEXT ] you're coming to girls night, right? [ TEXT ] garcia is looking forward to it

[londonbelles]

"I'm about two more snide comments away from dropping that walking lightning rod from the tallest building in the city," Naomi grumbled, her stride swift and halfway to a stomp as she made her way towards the bookcase, a pile of books in hand to return them to their correct places. Naomi didn't get along with her girlfriend's long-term friend on the best of days, but he seemed to be in rare form that day, and it was grating on her last nerve.

"Maybe if I ask nicely, John will help me. I think our mutual dislike of that parasitic alcoholic is the only thing he and I agree on, and that's saying something!"

@twilightdove

[untilthcyrot]

❝ How do you know who I am? ❞ It seemed like everyone knew who she was, and more importantly, they knew that there was something different about her. Sookie spent years pretending she was only human and not the freak of Bon Temps. No matter how hard she tried, they were onto her eventually, whether they realized her ability to read their minds or not. They just knew she wasn't like them. She was on edge around the redhead, not sure what to expect from her. The silence as she tried to read her thoughts- that cold, hard block- indicated to Sookie that she was a vampire.

❀ ───── @twilightdove liked for a starter for sophie-anne !

[untilthcyrot]

❝ I don't know why Bill's tryin' to keep you and Hoyt apart. I think it's kinda cute. ❞ Wasn't Hoyt just joking (more or less) about finding a nice vampire girl to take home to his mama? Only, she could imagine the look on Maxine Fortenberry's face if she was forced to invite a vampire into her home. She could barely imagine Maxine willingly inviting any girl whom Hoyt was interested in, for that matter. As for Bill, maybe he was trying to be parental towards Jessica, but he couldn't really forbid her from seeing a human, could he? Wouldn't that be hypocritical?

❀ ───── @twilightdove liked for a starter for jessica hamby !

[untilthcyrot]

❝ You can't keep running out of here before you get yourself into trouble, or it's gonna be both of our butts in hot water. ❞ Sookie didn't really sign up for any of this. She'd just missed an entire year of her life and had way too much to catch up on - the changes in her personal relationships and where she fit into them anymore, for example. She didn't want to deal with Eric Northman and his freaky memory loss. Unfortunately, she had him to deal with now. She glowered at him now, his large stature looming over her and his eyes not like she remembered. They were childlike and confused now. ❝ Can you just get in the house now before I start rethinkin' this whole thing? ❞

❀ ───── @twilightdove liked for a starter for eric northman !

[voluntadfuerte]

@twilightdove | fill me up | accepting

Lucifer had welcomed Diana with open arms at his place. More precisely, with open legs. He had wanted her ever since fathering Sabrina. And upon her return, he had made sure she would stay with him. Every day, having sex. Either together or with the help of Maze. This day, it was only the two of them. She was ovulating and he wanted to make sure she would carry another child of his. The sex this time around was soft and passionate. She was laying on her back and he was slowly but steadily pushing in her. Kissing her face, letting her moan loudly. At her words, he smirked. "I wouldn't dare pull out before that." He had planned on emptying himself in her completely even before her ask. A few more thrusts and he came, moaning Diana. Thrusting as he came in her, until he had emptied himself in her. Not even pulling out once it was over. Always missing the feeling of Diana's pussy once it was over.

[voluntadfuerte]

@twilightdove | morning after starters | accepting

Chris was spooning Una. His arms around her body, her back on his barechest, his morning wood pressing against her ass. His hands on her stomach, to pretend like he could feel their future baby. But his body also betraying his desires, a continuation of the night before. "We'll have to get up at some point. But maybe not for now." One of his hand roaming on the inside of her thighs.