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CAMILA MENDES Office Magazine (2017)
Camila Mendes photographed for V Magazine ( 2017 )
DO REVENGE (2022)
Possessing talent was one thing, various people could listen to your snippets of music online but it took a lot of pull to get dedicated fans to filter through your back alley shows. Milena knew that if Harlow vied for something, such as performing at the Embassy, she'd obtain it; but for now, the Huntress performed at little dive bars and pubs and the Fox hardly complained about it. The crowds were plentiful but they hardly garnered the same faces each time and Milena felt rather pleased that one in particular seemed to be making a habit of attending. If they were invested in Paloma or Harlow, Milena could shrug it off but the drummer was ambitious in all strides of life, especially when it came to her confident folly when it came to working the crowds at each show. Even if people hadn't heard of your band but simply found themselves within the crowd, most jumped at the idea of having the pleasure of heading backstage to merely kick it with the band.
"My monster come to find me," she was learning her abilities of sense, how some flickered with certain magic, light and almost aetheral, whereas some could be an overwhelming blanket upon her. This one resided somewhere in the middle, she could possess great power but it was tamed to a minute flicker as she sat across from Milena. "Your face is hard to miss upon a crowd," a crowd of people who simply blended into one another whereas she stood out.
Unveiled laughter leaves her lips as she processes the sheer cheek on the druid. To call a witch a monster, when they walked amidst worse creatures without blinking, sang alongside a banshee and a woman that had been a vampire but had gone beyond. It's cute, the audacity. Adorable, even, underpinned with an edge of naivety born from the very same brazenness that had driven her to speak. It was a coin toss, whether the monsters in their world would enjoy being called such but in this case Vee found it far too amusing to correct. She is not quite a monster, she doesn't think, but that does not mean blood does not drip from her hands, that it does not stick to her skin. Not quite a monster, but prepared enough to become one in a world of gods and monsters if it means she gets to survive. If it means that she gets to learn.
"Monsters do tend to be weak to temptation, specially of the breathtaking kind," she agrees, finally, a bobbing nod following and paired with an addition of faux solemnity to her features that stays there for long enough for the drummer to notice before a smile lightens her expression at the compliment. "I am aware, but I am delighted you find my face notable. It's the reason for this conversation, after all."
The witch is all eyebrows and perfectly lined lips, something about her looks expensive. A pang of jealousy courses through her in the usual way it did. Blair didn't have much use for a lot of material possessions before Rome, she'd moved around a decent amount, rent was expensive. They're trivial, nice things, but she has to admit they do offer an air of power. And arrogance. The mention of blood has Blair raising her brows over the rim of her glass and then quirking curiously. It's something she's touchy about, the mere mention of blood. Her own is so tied to her magic, it's something she doesn't like wasting a single drop of. "And you want me to stand there next to you while you ask people for their blood?" She hopes saying it out loud will make the witch realize how out of pocket it seems. "I'm sure that will go over well."
"You are there to prevent it going badly," Vee says with a deliberate roll of her eye at the silent condescension threading on the words of the fighter. It's easy to dismiss her concerns, confident as the witch is that she has planned each of her moves until she is five steps ahead of the concerns of her future bodyguard. For she would be hers. Vee wanted her, and she got what she wanted. "I am not foolish, darling, everyone who gets the offer has already shown willingness to part with their blood." Be it donors to the blood bank, thralls, or vampire chasers, there is always someone out there willing to part with their blood for the right price and Vee has been always been able to find the right price. "Meetings will be arranged beforehand over the phone, and there will be no actual contact until they have agreed to the donation. Your presence is to discourage people to attempt to get more than agreed, and in exchange, I will make it worth your while."
Valentine's Day Scrapbook: Blair & Vee
"Hair clips and lip gloss French kiss sitting criss-crossed If I don't try then it's my loss An inch away from more than just friends" - "Naked in Manhattan", Chappell Roan @vitcria
Will you hold my dirty fingers and kiss my alcohol-drenched lips? Will you love my scars and scratches and my disgusting skin? WIll you love my mind filled with anxiety and woe? Will you love a monster?
Gracious your form and your eyes as honey: desire is poured upon your lovely face Aphrodite has honored you exceedingly...
you came and i was crazy for you and you cooled my mind that burned with longing
CAMILA MENDES x SYDNEY SWEENEY —ph. Amber Asaly (Sept. 2023)