baby i'll come running

Toulouse Michel Delacroix-Santiago, 24, familiar. Love is like the ocean. It drags you under and holds you there and you have to keep telling your lungs not to breathe because if you take that last breath, if you let love consume you, you'll drown. Oh, what I wouldn't give to drown in you again.

[181609]

Silver chuckled with a nod, “It’s pretty small, but yeah, Bed and breakfasts are still a thing. I never knew they even went out of date?” they said truthfully, at his request, they nodded. “You’re in luck. I actually have to go past it, so yeah, it’s right up the road past the bar. “ they said pointing in the direction they were originally headed it. “Plus, sleeping in your car would just suck. You’re better off sleeping in an old persons B&B.”

[toulousxs]

“Is it just on the road where anyone can see or do you have to know exactly where it is to be able to find it?” His voice was playful, and a wide grin spread across his lips. “Really, thank you. I appreciate it. It’s my fault for not thinking further ahead with this, but I’m a little surprised by the hospitality here.” Luce rubbed a hand over the back of his neck, and smiled again, a little softer. “Thank you,” he repeated.

[childofwulf]

okay, so he knows she’s a wolf - whatever, not exactly a secret. her eyes narrow a little and she sniffs the air, a curious expression on her face. ‘ you smell different. you’re not a wolf, and you’re not a human or a vampire - i know because i met my first vampire today !! so, uhm, what are you ?? ’ her head tilts to the side slightly as she assesses him for a moment. ‘ it’s okay, i’ll win. i hear gator is good to eat, and i’m really hungry and tired of rabbits and squirrels, so…. yeah. well, i’m thinking that if they see me take down one of their own, they’ll know i’m alpha enough not to be messed with !! i mean, i’m NOT an alpha, i’m alone now, but even when i had a pack i wasn’t the alpha. but i think i can show the gators who’s boss. ’

[toulousxs]

Luce thought of the shift, thought of his body melting into that of an ocelot, bigger than a normal cat because he couldn’t be something completely ordinary. “Familiar. I’m a familiar. Companion to witches, augmenter of power. And I’m sorry that you’re so tired of gator. Wish there was something I could do about that.” His voice was playfully teasing, but his expression grew more concerned now as she spoke of being alone. “There’s got to be a pack here in town; surely they’d accept you? Being alone-” And he had to swallow back the pain then, take in a deep, deep breath and let it out again before he could bring himself to speak again. “Being alone sucks, cher.”

[siobhanwrites-blog]

megan almost dropped her phone as the person touched her shoulder. she wasn’t expecting it, but when she realized that it wasn’t anything major, she relaxed. “i do,” she told him, thinking of the empty house that she had. of course she would have to get to know the boy first before she handed him the key, but he didn’t seem too bad. “my house is pretty empty besides myself.” megan smiled, figuring he’d think she was insane for offering him a spot in her house. “i mean, of course i’d have to get to know you first, but there’s that.”

[toulousxs]

There was immediate surprise playing across Luce’s face at the girl’s off. A place to live... In her house... With her? What was with people in this town? That confusion spread to his face, brows furrowing, mouth opening and closing once until the girl spoke again. Well, maybe some of these people had the teeniest tiniest bit of sense. A slow grin spread across Luce’s lips, and he let out a soft chuckle. “Well, I’d be more than happy to get to know you. I may pass out on you partway through our introductory conversation unless you can point me in the direction of a good coffee place. I’m sure you guys at least have a diner here, right?”

[ledger-heath]

[toulousxs]

demetrialuvater:

“I’m always worried about how fans of the books will react, but we have kept true to a lot of the books. Obviously there are changes, but with the books as a basis, hopefully the fans will like what we have done.”

[duehaste]

when atlas had ran, & god, if that didn’t sound AWFUL, but when he had chosen to run, it had never meant to be from luce. his mother, his coven, & his entire fucking life at that point— yes, that had all been intentional, but never luce. NEVER him. he had been, as harsh as it was to say so, collateral damage, to put it plainly, & although atlas would always consider him as far more than such, that had been how things had ended, & when he had finally settled into his life in bayridge, he never believed himself to be able to go back for luce. he never allowed himself, not when he had done nothing to deserve the right to do so. 

instead, he had made the decision to stay gone. after all, with how he had left things, what could luce ever want him back for? he had, in all the ways that mattered, abandoned the other, & for all that atlas had spoken of love, the way he had left luce showed of everything but. ❛ you aren’t— how are you here. ❜ & his voice had gone muted, quiet & pleading as he fought the shaking of his hands, the tightness in his chest growing with each second he stayed within the other’s presence. looking back, the idea of believing in himself when he sought to convince himself of forgetting the other, of moving past the other, felt like a bad fucking joke.  ❛ you were supposed to. ❜ 

& his voice was as void of emotion as he could make it, with his edges ripped wide open & his nerves splayed at the mercy of the other. vulnerable, he felt fucking VULNERABLE , for the first time in what felt like forever, & he didn’t know how to handle it. how to handle luce. because seven years was too fucking long, not nearly long enough to forget what he still believed to be the love of his fucking life, but long enough to fake himself into believing that it was a route no longer open to him. & it wasn’t, it STILL wasn’t, he had to remind himself.  ❛ what’re you doing here, luce. ❜

[toulousxs]

How are you here? How are you here? Luce wanted to demand the same things out of Atlas, wanted to know why he’d stayed gone, why he’d disappeared without a goddamn word! His heart was clenching hard in his chest, thumping loud, and he could feel the blood rushing to his face. Atlas had made him think he was dead for seven years. S E V E N Y E A R S. When Atlas had disappeared, Atlas’ mother had said he’d be dead in months, if not weeks, because he’d delved too far into his black magic. He’d summon some sort of demon and be taken out, be killed, for his weakness. But magic was magic was magic, no matter if it was black or white, and being able to use magic was a gift. Luce had heard all the stories, had seen how Atlas felt about himself painted out all across his face. Everyone had said he was some sort of curse on their coven, and so their bonding had been kept almost as secret as their relationship. Luce had always thought that Atlas was special, a miracle, the best damn thing that had ever come through their coven.

He still thought Atlas was special.

Atlas had been his first love, and Luce had once convinced himself that he would be his only love. How could anyone match up to Atlas, the boy who held up the sky and the stars and did it without complaint? When Rodrigo had swept in and picked up the broken pieces, Luce had been hesitant to hand over his heart. He knew that he’d loved the older man, but nothing, no one, could ever compare to Atlas. Rodrigo had found him ragged around the edges, and then he’d torn him apart again. The second time was exponentially easier than the first, tearing open the stitches he’d put in his heart as if he’d already done it once.

“A car. That’s- That’s how I got here,” Luce said, his voice soft with wonder. He knew that wasn’t what Atlas had meant, but it was the only answer he could dredge up. Atlas was just as beautiful as he had been seven years ago. Perhaps even more than then. He’d grown up so much... His magic was stronger, pulsing around him like a heartbeat. Luce took a careful step forward, uncaring of the glass crunching under his feet. He crossed the space between them slowly, each step more careful and hesitant than the last until at last he was standing right in front of the other male. Luce drew in a shaky breath. “There was a girl- I was asking around about a place to stay. She told me to come in here. She told me to get aconite and hawthorn.” Hawthorn, used to clear the heart of negativity, to try and encourage forgiveness, love. But aconite was poisonous. What could she have meant...?

Luce took one last step forward, and reached forward unsurely, until his fingertips brushed Atlas’ jaw. “I thought you were dead,” he whispered again, a broken sob escaping him before he threw his arms around the other man and held him close.

[cfmusings-blog]

        i want to be loved & never forgotten ;         but all i ever am is left behind.

[duehaste]

atlas, it seemed, made it a defining point of his personality to not listen to anyone when they gave him sound advice. he didn’t really listen to anyone period, but it seemed it was especially so when people were trying to advise him in ways to make his life easier. so when someone, or, many someone’s in fact, suggested that he hire someone to help make his load easier around the clinic, he had simply laughed them off, rolling his eyes at the idea of bringing someone into the sanctuary he called a workplace. it wasn’t like the hours were particularly taxing when he was in own boss, & considering the fact that he used magic to get his work done, things actually got done, & that was that. or at least, that SHOULD have been that. then again, the last thing atlas expected as he walked back into the waiting area that held his front desk, was for his past to come in all its golden glory, in the shape of a face & form that he had long convinced himself he had forgotten. as the box of his supplies, & fuck, his glass supplies slipped from his fingers & landed with a crash at his feet, his mind made it very evident that he had not. he hadn’t forgotten at all. ❛ LUCE? ❜ but no fucking way, no fucking way was it him. it couldn’t be, & yet, it was.

[toulousxs]

Glass, crashing, smashing, shattering.

His heart, ripping, tearing, breaking.

When his bond with Atlas had broken off, it had been vicious, it had been abrupt. Luce had had no time at all to prepare, and it had been like his soul was being pulled away from him. When his bond with Rodrigo had been broken off, he’d had time to prepare, he damn well knew what he was doing, but still it felt as if he were being torn in two. When his bond with Atlas had been broken, Atlas had done it without a warning, and he’d been gone two days later. When his bond with Rodrigo had been broken, Luce had ripped it himself, and gladly. What did he need his heart, his soul for? Surely they were only to be stepped on and destroyed. It seemed as if no one cared for them, so he locked them away.

But with the shiny shards of glass glinting and glimmering at his feet like diamonds, like his tears resting in his palms the night after Atlas broke their bond, Luce thought he felt his heart kickstarting again without his permission.

“Of course it’s you,” Luce murmured, a laugh bubbling up in his chest. “No one’s magic feels like yours does. God, I should’ve known as soon as I walked in- Je sentais votre magie. Je vous connaissais!” The words ripped out of him harshly, and he closed his eyes tightly, fists clenching even tighter. “God... Of course it’s you. Atlas, how-” Luce looked back up at him, and he felt ragged, torn apart all over again. “I thought you were dead.”

[04newby]

You have the biggest heart. It is your greatest quality and probably also your biggest flaw.

(via prxttyconfident)

[toulousxs]

When you’d spent your whole life around magic and you were essentially a creature out of legend, you started to get used to weird shit happening around you. Luce’s brows were still furrowed as he tried to figure out just why the woman had wanted him to go to an herbal clinic of all places. He tracked the place down finally, and stared up at the door. This was exactly the sort of place a witch would reside, and he really hoped whoever that woman was, she hadn’t pushed him here in the hopes of him forming a bond. He certainly didn’t plan on doing that shit ever again. Luce pushed open the door, slowly, and peeked inside. “Hello? Bonjour? Y a-t'il quelqu'un ici?” Oh, there was definitely a witch here. He could feel them, feel their magic. It felt... Familiar. But surely, whoever it felt like, whoever his heart was wishing it was, it couldn’t be. No, there was absolutely no way. “Hello?”

@atlcses

[childofwulf]

‘ probably !! but they’re only human, so i can probably take care of myself. ’ she shrugs nonchalantly - des is MORE than confident in her strength. even though she was the littlest in her pack, she always used to beat her brothers and sisters whenever they wrestled !! ( she can’t linger on these thoughts for long, though; there’s still a hole in her heart. ) ‘ oh, i’m going to fight an alligator. and probably bathe in the pond. ’

[toulousxs]

“Werewolves are so fucking weird,” Luce muttered, brows furrowing slightly as he looked at the girl. Who the hell just decided to fight an alligator? He was definitely deep in the south now. But still, the girl was absolutely charming. Weirdly so, but charming all the same. Luce sniffed slightly, lifting his chin a little as he looked at her. “You should probably be careful fighting that alligator. Try not to bathe in a pond where other alligators are waiting.”

[leftbite-deactivated20180224]

rhodes had just finished a long shift from the hospital; patients would yell at her when she tried to help another, surgeons at her throat and more perverted patients. saying that she was tired was an UNDERSTATEMENT. all she wanted to do was go home, take her uniform off and had a long, nice shower. feeling a strange hand tap her shoulder, the young girl turned to look at whoever had asked for help. ‘ OH- well, we have a few hotels around if you want. the rooms aren’t too pricey. but most of them are closed at this time. - but i’m sure if you asked around, there’d be someone willing to give you a bed to sleep for the night. ’

[toulousxs]

“Yeah, I kind of rolled in at the worst time, huh?” Luce let out a soft curse, rubbing a hand over the back of his neck before he checked his phone. Damn, he’d been driving longer than he’d thought. A yawn split his lips wide, and cracked his jaw. His eyes flickered to the woman again, a small smile curling across his lips. “Could you maybe point me in the direction of some of those people? Otherwise, I’ll be crashing in my car and let me tell you, that is hell on the body. Je préférerais ne pas.”

[181609]

Silver was on their way to the photo lab whenever they felt a hand on their shoulder; causing them to instinctively turn around, ready to be defensive if they needed to be. Their light blue eyes looked over the much taller male, raising a brow at his words. “Nah, you’re fine,” they said with a small chuckle, “But, uh, you could try to Bayridge B&B? I’ve never been there personally, but it’s decently priced and it’s got everything you could need to stay for a bit until you can get up on your feet.” they suggested with a shrug.

[toulousxs]

“Bed and breakfasts still exist? I guess this town is smaller than i thought it was.” Luce let a warm smile curl across his lips, his mismatched eyes still rather playful. “You mind giving me directions to this place? I was planning on just crashing in my car if I couldn’t find anywhere and I’m really, really tired after the drive.”

[childofwulf]

she was on a mission !! she knows for a FACT there’s a pond nearby, and she heard something about gators tasting really good. besides, she needs a bath anyway, and a pond is a perfectly good place to do that. des lets out a yelp of surprise when a hand brushes her shoulder, and she turns with wide eyes to the stranger. ‘ oh, uhm - i’m new here, too. so, i’d LIKE to help, really, but…. y’know. i’m staying in a house with someone i met yesterday. ’

[toulousxs]

“You’re staying with someone you met yesterday? Isn’t that a little dangerous?” Luce couldn’t help the immediate feeling of protectiveness; this girl looked lost and more than a little confused. More than that, she looked young. “I’ll find somewhere to stay, it’s okay. Where are you going this late?”

[dailydomsherwood]

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[toulousxs]

eeeeeeeeeeeeeey okay

this little darling angel is Luce

he speaks French and English primarily, dabbles in Spanish because of his step-father

he’s a familiar who takes on the form of an ocelot

Luce is honestly such a sweetheart, he loves so hard and he loves making people smile, he loves music to a fault, he does flirt with just about anything that moves and would literally sleep with anyone that didn’t give him a creeper/murderer vibe

he’s been through some shit and is now working as a yoga instructor, aw yeaaaaaaaah

if anyone wants a roommate please hit me up because luce needs somewhere to live

[toulousxs]

A hum slipped out of his lips as he let his car idle beside him. He’d flipped the radio to some random station, and he could still feel the song in his veins, thrumming along. His mismatched eyes scanned the streets curiously, until they found someone’s back, walking away from him. He hurriedly moved forward, reaching out to touch their shoulder gently. “Hey, I’m really sorry to bother you, but I was wondering if you knew a place someone new in town could stay until they could find an apartment or a house? I’ve got a job lined up already, but I may have skipped a step on the living front.” A laugh escaped him, his eyes dancing playfully as he waited for the person to turn.