Oct 30, 2019
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Yoinks Scoob! || Stiles & Kol
@bicuriousbilinski
Kol, for all the frivolous facades he put on, was a very intelligent man and although he was forever cut off from the magic he’d loved he could still use his vampiric senses to feel things in the air, in the ground, in the atmosphere... And there was something in New Orleans that wasn’t there the last time he was in town. Something was... awake? Perhaps? He couldn’t be sure. Normally he’d smooze the local coven to see what was happening but Marcel had proven himself to be perhaps the worst fool he’d seen in centuries after what he’d done to them... A covenless witch was all he’d found and they’d been next to useless.
Still, he wasn’t about to let sleeping dogs lie and took it upon himself to investigate the bayou yet... after an afternoon’s snooping he’d nothing save more bugs than he’d ever wanted to be in close proximity too. The moon was now up and there would be more delightful ways to spend his time in the city’s clubs so he made his way out of the swamp and back towards civilisation. Though, as he reached the edge of the area he scented a human of all things and with a smirk went to investigate.
He came upon the man... boy really, who seemed to be looking around with a flashlight of all things and a vehicle nearby. Kol, ever the showman, decided to have a little fun and climbed a tree not to far away, sitting at ease in the upper branches as he waited for the human to get a little closer. Once he did Kol casually spoke, “Didn’t you parents tell you its dangerous to gaze into the bayou at night? Things have a habit of... Gazing back.” His eyes fixed on the boy as he spoke.
ok but wait look at this psd ???????
i'm also not attracted to girls as frequently as i am guys??? but when i do Like a girl it always feels special and true as opposed to the fleeting, miserable desire i have for guys christian was an exception in some ways but i'm starting to feel that my attachment to him was more a result of my illness than genuine love?? He became a need and a habit that I clung to in order to make it through the day, even though he would ruin my day 9 times out of 10. i'm starting to work through what my feelings and actions actually meant though and my thoughts aren't fully developed atm so I'm gonna go to sleep and do some writing tomorrow i guess
seventeen days until i move into my dorm oh my lord