𝓶𝒐𝒐𝒏’𝒔 ☽ c͟͟𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤

@magikais   ( … )     [      a   roll   of   her   eyes   followed,   but   alana   couldn’t   hide   the   tug   of   amusement   remaining   on   her   lips   at   the   vampire’s   theatrics.   she   let   her   eyes   wander   over   victoria,   wrapped   up   in   her   flannel   shirt   and   something   unreadable   flickered   over   her   scarred   features — seeing   victoria   in   her   shirt   stirred   at   something   within   her.   her   expression   softened,   cocking   her   head   to   the   side,   before   she   beckoned   the   other   over   with   a   curl   of   her   index   finger.      ]     come   here. 

god, no! [ a dramatic drawl follows, her playful smile lingering as she turns toward the other, having worn the flannel a bit differently than alana— with her lacy underwear set peaking through that she made no real attempt to cover. she brings the collar of the shirt to her nose, taking in the scent fondly, ] but it’s comfortable (..) and it feels like you. 

@magikais    ( … )     [       a   small   smirk   formed   on   alana’s   lips   as   she   leaned   up   on   her   forearms,   her   red   hair   falling   down   in   messy   curls.      ]      have   I   officially   converted   you ?     [      she   teased   as   she   propped   her   elbow   on   the   pillow,   her   cheek   resting   on   her   hand.   she   took   a   moment   to   admire   the   other,   pride   flickering   across   her   scarred   features.      ]      

@lunarhunts 
            
            [  His fangs bared out in an ugly snarl at the nickname. Pipsqueak. It took effort to stand, and he despised it more than death itself. Dying is easy, but suffering till the end? Horrible. His stance changed, a shift from one leg to the other with a heavy grunt. When she got close he debated slicing her head off. He could, despite his drugged state he believed he could. At the mention of bodies the vampire managed a hollowed laugh out. His whole frame pressed against the oak wood behind him, and his feet slowly began to slip below his weight. The sharpness of his green eyes cut right through her. ] 
            I don't leave my food unfinished, girl. What kind of monster do you take me for?

@FANGEDFXCK   ( … )     relax,   pipsqueak.   it’s   not   lethal.   just   a   little   trick   of   mine   to   skip   to   the   important   part   without   all   the   pointless   back   and   forth   attempts   at   threats   and   intimidation.      [      alana   murmured   casually,   tucking   the   arrow   out   of   sight   and   slinging   the   crossbow   over   her   shoulder.   she   crouched   down   in   front   of   the    vampire,   still   keeping   a   fair   distance   for   caution.   her   gaze   flicked   over   him,   assessing,   calculating,   as   though   she   were   deciding   whether   he   was   a   threat,   a   nuisance,   or   simply   tonight’s   inconvenience.     ]     there   are   a   / lot /   of   dead   bodies   showing   up   around   town.   fresh   ones.   torn   up   ones.   the   kind   that   make   the   locals   start   to   get   unsettled.   [      she   tilted   her   head,   studying   his   expression   as   though   it   were   another   clue.     ]     and   wouldn’t   you   know   it — this   little   crime   wave   starts   right   around   the   time   you   decide   to   stroll   into   town.     [     a   faint,   humourless   smile   tugged   at   her   mouth.     ]     so   tell   me…   is   that   just   a   fun   coincidence,   or   are   you   going   to   save   us   both   some   time   and   admit   you’ve   been   busy ?

@lunarhunts 
            
            [  The statement pulled a snarl off his fanged teeth, a low, guttural sound of a creature fighting off whatever danger posed itself to it. He could kill her. He could kill her still, despite the wound, despite the weight in his feet. She bleeds like everyone else. Levi furrowed his brows at her words, the question causing his features to flatten in shock. He looked down fast at his wound and regretted it when his head began to hurt. The blood came out in thick blurts, and soon his arm became too weak to press against it. The vampire gritted his teeth, and leaned his whole weight against the wall behind him. ]  What did...how - [ His voice came out in a wheeze, his lungs burned up. The muscles in his limbs began to constrain and weaken. Grinding his teeth, he hunched his frame over, predatory eyes still fixated and still hard on her. ] what.

@wiccaanways    ( … )     what   makes   you   think   that   I’ll   regret   it ?     [      the   huntress   muttered,   her   silvery   hues   now   glowing   gold   as   she   glanced   over   at   jack,   claws   still   out   with   her   hand   grabbed   around   the   neck   of   the   vampire   they   had   subdued,   who   seemed   to   know   just   the   right   thing   to   say   to   rile   her.   ]     I’m   a   hundred   percent   sure   I   won’t. 

[ the vampire’s teeth tug on her bottom lip, brows raising as her eyes shamelessly glanced over her figure, stopping at her muscles. she walks closer, humming softly before meeting her eyes with a brazen shrug a look of approval flashing in her face. ] nothing. i can tell. [ her finger reaches out, brushing against the definition of her bicep. ] i have a feeling all those scary monsters will be able to too. 

@magikais   ( … )    [    alana   paused   mid‑stride,   rolling   her   shoulder   as   if   testing   the   joint.   a   faint   smile   tugged   at   the   corner   of   her   mouth — sharp,   knowing,   the   kind   that   always   made   people   wonder   whether   she   was   amused   or   about   to   pounce.   ]     yeah,   I   have   actually.   it’s…   therapeutic,   of   sorts.    [    she   stepped   closer,   the   scent   of   pine   and   steel   clinging   to   her   like   a   second   skin,   folding   her   arms   comfortably   over   her   chest.      ]      why ?     [     she   added,   tilting   her   head   slightly.      ]     

@wiccaanways    ( … )     don’t.    [      the   redhead   murmured   immediately,   shaking   her   head   as   she   ran   her   hand   over   her   face   wearily.   he   hardly   ever   called   her   by   her   first   name,   so   it   sounded   almost   foreign   coming   from   his   lips.     ]      careful   langdon.   you   almost   sound   worried.     [     there   was   a   teasing   tilt   to   her   voice,   followed   by   her   back   straightening.      ]     look,   I’m   fine,   I   promise.   I   just   have   a   hunt   in   a   few   days,   and   turning   into   a   mindless   wolf   during   it   is   going   to   be   more   than   a   little   inconvenient.   [      her   hands   curled   into   fists   at   her   sides,   nails   biting   into   her   palms   as   if   pain   alone   could   anchor   her.     ]      it’s   nothing   I   can’t   handle.      [      she   added,   softer   now,   almost   defensive.    ]      I   just   need   to   keep   it   together   long   enough   to   get   through   this   hunt.

alana (…) [ his expression tightens, exhaling sharply through his nose. he watches her, brows downturning where he stood and for a moment, he considers it. ] i’ve given you so much of that potion i think it’s impacting your shift. i can give you something that’s gonna ease the pain— but if i keep giving you the other one your body could never handle a shift again… this wasn’t supposed to be a reoccurring thing. 

@wiccaanways    ( … )      what ?   I’m   not   being   / cagey /.   I’m   just—    [     the   huntress   rubbed   the   back   of   her   neck,   rolling   her   head   from   side   to   side   as   if   she   could   work   the   stiffness   out   by   force   alone.   every   muscle   felt   tight,   sore,   already   humming   with   that   familiar,   unwelcome   pressure.   it   was   too   soon — normally   the   signs   didn’t   creep   in   until   the   full   moon   was   nearly   on   top   of   her,   but   this   time   they’d   come   early,   sharp   as   a   warning.      ]      do   you   think   you   could   whip   up   some   more   of   that   potion   you   gave   me   before ?   the   one   that   prevented   me   from   shifting ?   

@magikais   ( … )   [    the   werewolf’s   silvery   hues   lifted   as   if   she   were   in   a   trance,   her   hands   sliding   up   the   vampire’s   sides   slowly   once   the   woman   settled   on   her   lap   comfortably.   any   thoughts   of   the   organised   chaos   on   her   desk   was   shoved   to   the   back   of   her   mind.   her   red   curls   slipped   forward,   brushing   her   cheeks   in   soft,   fiery   arcs   as   she   tilted   her   face   up,   her   hand   trailing   to   the   back   of   victoria’s   neck   and   pulling   her   closer,   if   that   was   even   possible.   the   vampire’s   touch   sent   a   bright,   electric   shiver   racing   through   her,   and   alana   leaned   into   it   instinctively,   a   quiet   sound   catching   in   her   throat.   her   breath   mingled   with   victoria’s,   warm   and   unsteady,   before   she   let   her   fingers   slide   into   the   woman’s   blonde   hair.   she   guided   victoria’s   head   back,   her   lips   starting   to   trail   down   the   slender   curve   of   her   neck.    ]

[ the vampire had slid her way off the table, positioning herself on the werewolf’s lap. despite the huntress of it all, alana felt safe in her arms, secure in her strength. she smiles, unable to keep the caviler charm that usually radiated off of her. her rests on her shoulder. ] and you’re beautiful, [ victoria speaks softly, happily returning the kiss. she practically melts against her lips, her other hand gliding up her shirt, cupping her bust in her hand, trying to bite back the grin on her lips as she caressed her. her body moves with alana’s still happy to let her take the lead despite her advances. ] 

@magikais   ( … )      [       the   redhead   had   always   admired   her   confidence,   the   way   she   held   herself   so   naturally,   as   if   nothing   in   the   world   could   phase   or   deter   her.   alana   didn’t   believe   that   she   herself,   shared   that   same   trait.   though   she   held   her   ground   when   victoria   leaned   in   closer,   the   scent   of   her   perfume   reaching   her   and   overwhelming   any   sense   of   clarity   she   previously   had.   a   low,   rumbled   chuckle   vibrated   from   her   chest,   her   lips   parting   as   her   breath   ghosted   against   the   vampire’s   skin.       ]        you’re   infuriating,   you   know   that ?      [      the   huntress   whispered   endearingly,   before   she   closed   the   tiny   gap   between   them,   hands   resting   against   the   curve   of   victoria’s   hips,   her   mouth   capturing   hers.      ] 

@eadimidium    ( … )     [      the   redhead   lifted   her   brow,   folding   her   arms   over   her   chest   as   she   leaned   against   the   only   tree   in   the   field   that   she   could   see   for   miles.   her   and   julia   didn’t   always   see   eye   to   eye,   but   even   / this /   seemed   weird   for   the   vampire.     ]     help   with   what ?   daydreaming ? 

[ she ignores her comment,  her legs crossed within each other as she sits on the grass of the empty field.  her hands rest on each of her knees as she rests her eyes shut.  she focuses on each breath she takes,  but the others heart beat interrupts.  she doesn’t turn to face her.  instead,  she simply opens her eyes,  letting out a heavy breath. ]   because someone told me it would help.  

@eadimidium     ( … )     believe   it   or   not,   I’m   not   making   this   a   competition,   o’brien.   you’re   doing   that   all   on   your   own.    …    / why /   are   you   meditating ? 

@magikais   ( … )      yeah,   it’s   not.   but   that   doesn’t   mean   that   it   doesn’t   hurt   like   a   bitch. 

@magikais   ( … )      [       this   was   bold,   especially   for   her.   but   she   didn’t   give   a   damn.   the   redhead’s   forehead   brushed   against   victoria’s,   exhaling   heavily,   it   coming   out   more   as   a   breathy   laugh   than   anything   else.       ]      / how /   old   are   we   actually   talking ?      [       alana   didn’t   know   why     victoria   wanted   / her /   out   of   everyone,   but   the   more   she   tried   to   make   sense   of   it,   the   more   it   didn’t.       ]      yeah,   I   don’t   know.   I’ve   been   told   I   can   be   a   handful.      [       she   teased,   shaking   her   head,   silvery   hues   softening   as   she   looked   at   her.   then,   she   closed   the   little   distance   between   them,   lips   capturing   hers,   nothing   else   mattered.       ] 

[ the vampire pauses, not expecting her to do that, her eyes briefly follow her hand, gently running over her skin as if to feel that she was real. pink lips press into a thin line, smiling small. it was sweet that she was so concerned. ] i’m a big girl, alana. i’ve been around for a while. [ a cheeky understatement carrying more truth than she wanted, to be honest she wasn’t sure alana knew how old she actually was. ] i know it may not seem like it… but i can handle a werewolf and a hunter. if i couldn’t then i’d leave— but i’ve made it very clear that i͟ want y͟o͟u͟. [ she cranes forward slightly, her hand interlocking with her own and her lips just barely brush against alana’s for a moment, the loudness of the bar falling silent. ] k͟i͟s͟s͟ m͟e͟ if you feel the same way. 

@magikais   ( … )     [      alana   took   a   long   sip   from   her   glass,   eyes   briefly   closing   at   the   words   spurring   from   her   lips.   her   chest   felt   tight,   like   all   the   air   was   being   withdrawn   from   her   lungs.      ]     no.   that   has   nothing   to   do   with   this.      [      she   stated   firmly,   glancing   over   her   shoulder   at   the   vampire.   there   was   a   long   pause,   before   she   slid   off   her   stool,   making   her   way   over   to   the   blonde   in   a   couple   of   strides.   her   hands   lifted,   cupping   victoria’s   cheeks,   thumbs   brushing   over   the   smooth   skin.      ]      I   don’t   care   that   you’re   a   vampire,   alright ?   but   it   would   be   unfair   on   you.   you’ll   have   to   deal   with   me   losing   myself   once   a   month   to   the   monster   inside.   and   then,   you’ll   have   to   live   with   the   fact   that   I   / do /   hunt   down   and   kill   creatures   as   part   of   my   job.   I   don’t—   I   don’t   want   / you /   to   carry   that   burden   too. 
            
            /   I’m   so   sorry   this   is   so   late !