‘ you have no right to be here . ’ his snarl proceeds his words , anger causing his body to shake . ‘ go back to italy or wherever the hell it is you came from . no one here is doing anything wrong . ’ // @witchtwin


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‘ you have no right to be here . ’ his snarl proceeds his words , anger causing his body to shake . ‘ go back to italy or wherever the hell it is you came from . no one here is doing anything wrong . ’ // @witchtwin
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cool fingers grasp hold of Alec’s hand, a gentle embrace, as crimson hues close but briefly to examine that which his most prized guard had witnessed in the hours of their journey. The twins were beyond gifted - perhaps one could say they were blessed; and they were Aro’s greatest joy.
‘ you have done VERY WELL, my child. ‘
A corpse’s kiss is pressed upon porcelain brow of youth - though beyond mere visage, Alec is well over a thousand years, his mind is dark and ancient with age. Many doubted his gifts upon beholding him, as they did of Jane; only to be met with their deaths - a slow, torturous goodnight.
❝ the entire family will be implicated if this ends badly. ❞ the blonde snapped at the immortal teenager, knowing that the votulri had been watching his family like a clan of hawks or hyenas. he wasn’t necessarily backstabbing the cullen clan while stating the obvious, he was just making an observation. if swan ended up staying human or exposing their secret they would have all met the repercussions of it. while the blonde didn’t know how much he enjoyed being a vampire, frozen and never moving, he didn’t exactly enjoy the idea of dying either at this point. being a vampire was comfortable, it was normal, he never did well with change. ❝ which speaking freely if i may isn’t a smart idea. why should a whole community pay for the sins of one? ❞ // @witchtwin
witchtwin replied to your post: Nick Grimes Voice: She did it.
i have never been so betrayed IT WAS HIS IDEA!
an EMPTY corpse fell to the ground with an echoing thud, and once jane had swallowed the last gulp of sweet, intoxicating blood, she took a loud gasp as if she had just come up for air. she had drained the human so QUICKLY, she never once took a breath, as if she were worried that her prey would slip away if she paused for even a moment. master aro wanted her to try to IMPROVE her self control, but she couldn’t help it . . . even the smallest burn in her throat brought her back to the night where they were consumed by the flames. if engorging herself on blood was what it took to SILENCE that burn, she’d gladly do it.
after feeding, she LICKED the remaining drops from her lips and straightened out her dress, quickly finding her way back to her twin brother as if GRAVITY itself kept them in orbit. her bright, wild red eyes focused on him, and she interlaced her fingers with him. ❛ sometimes, when i feed, i imagine it’s one of those IMBECILES who killed mother and turned against us, ❜ she grinned . . . a childlike smile that made her face look all the more lovely. ❛ it’s quite CATHARTIC. ❜
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such is a place he seldom likes to visit : 𝐕𝐎𝐋𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐀, 𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐘. the city is an old-world, architectural wonder; a stunning expanse of buildings, with lush hills and greenery beyond the city limits. and yet, there is little stopping the sour taste that befalls in his tongue, whenever he is unfortunate enough to be here. but, carlisle insisted —— to speak with aro, of all vampires, much to his displeasure; and he loathed the thought of his father-figure going alone, even if there was no reason to logically suspect any kind of foul play. as much as he is calmed in the knowledge that the elder is not by himself, he hasn’t relaxed since they arrived. even less so, with being under the watchful eye of aro’s coven.
“ i don’t know how you stand him. let alone be . . . beneath him. his very own 𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐃𝐎𝐆, picked out from the litter, like you were his to take. ”
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@witchtwin said : ... holds her hand ( soft twin uwus )
( unprompted asks / always accepting !! )
She loses sight of their mother in the chaos. The crowd jeers—pushes and pulls like an angry tide—and rocks, dirt and other such things are thrown at the twins as the peoples’ anger carries them all the way from their tiny, ramshackle home on the outskirts to the center of the village. Jane hisses as a rock hits her temple, blood blooming from the open wound and trickling down the side of her face.
Witch! They’re witches!
Awful, nasty things are said to their faces; but Jane does not hear them. Even as she’s roughly pushed towards the pyre where she will die, all that she can think about is Alec. She’d lost sight of him, too for a while, but he comes into focus just as surely as the looming pyre. Two men roughly push the twins back to back and tie them securely. She spits at one of the men and gives a gleeful grin at his disgust. Good, she thinks. All of them can rot.
Her bravado only falters once, when the flame is lit and set at their feet. She feels Alec grab her hand and she holds on with all her might. They were born together; it seems only fitting they should die together as well.
The first vestiges of pain bites at her heels and Jane shuts her eyes. When she opens them again, she’ll be, like a phoenix from the ashes, reborn.
@witchtwin said : ❝ you need to get your thirst under control . ❞ / * CLEANING OUT THE DRAFTS !
LISTEN & RESPECT YOUR ELDERS ; THAT’S WHAT THEY ALL SAY . there’s blood covering her face , covering her hands . clothes are stained beyond repair , fresh & dry mixed together on the once white fabric , though she could care less about her human clothes . the bodies that lay at her feet are white , eyes staring into the distance at things that don’t exist . oh , she is so HUNGRY ! she expected this ; aren’t all newborns ravenous ? there’s skin in her teeth and under her nails ; newborns are messy as well . ❝ i’m trying . i’m just so thirsty , alec . ❞ would he understand the thirst that has washed over her ? would he even understood what has happened to her , how she has drowned in this 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓 ? perhaps he cannot now , but centuries ago he could .
❝ am i a MONSTER ? ❞ she asks the 𝑣𝑜𝑙𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑖 𝑔𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑑 , words thick with despair . she never wanted this to happen , never wanted to hurt anyone the way she has . the blood on her tongue is so sweet , ambrosia to a marble goddess !