#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

[vicivios-blog]

@witchtwin +

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.  

[beautyandenvy-blog]

     ❝     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 

[unwavercd]

witchtwin replied to your post: Nick Grimes Voice: She did it.

i have never been so betrayed IT WAS HIS IDEA!

[sadisticwiitch]

                    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. ❜

starter for @witchtwin

[vampyrsbite]

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.    ”

@witchtwin​

[witchpyre-a]

@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.    

[prheyedarc]

@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 !