𝓶𝒐𝒐𝒏’𝒔 ☽ c͟͟𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤

&.      give me and gore based on here pls 

@lunarhunts 
            
            / on @howlprints PLEEASE

@wiccaanways    ( … )      telling   me   not   to   sass   you   is   like   telling   me   not   to   breathe.   it’s   going   to   happen,   whether   you   like   it   or   not.      [      she   could   feel   a   smirk   rise   up   onto   her   features.   it   was   true.   she   could   sense   the   forest,   she   could   smell   the   pine,   the   earth.   once   he   had   stopped   her,   it   took   a   moment   for   her   eyes   to   adjust   when   his   hands   pulled   away   from   her   face,   and   she   blinked,   lips   parting.   this   had   not   been   what   she   was   expecting.   ironically,   alana   was   pretty   sure   this   was   the   same   neck   of   the   woods   where   they   had   first   crossed   paths,   all   that   time   ago,   when   she   had   attempted   to   shoot   him   with   an   arrow.  funny   how   things   came   full   circle.     ]     I   never   believed   you   / were /   boring,   jack…      [   she   trailed   off,   observing   the   setting   with   a   much   softer   expression   now,   her   previous   defiance   melting   into   something   more   thoughtful..     ]       this   is…    you   didn’t   have   to   go   through   all   this   trouble   for   me...   what   movie   are   we   watching,   anyway ?

don’t sass me, crescent, i can still put the blindfold back on. [ he playfully threatens, a grin could be heard through his words as he takes her to a very familiar setting. continuing to walk her to the place. he wondered if she could smell it, she seemed to notice the lake they were nearby. removing his hands, his grin remains, revealing a small part of the forest he’d cleaned up. he’d set up a projector, a small picnic and a movie. ] i didn’t wanna just go to the movies so i put this together. i told you i’m not boring. 

@wiccaanways    ( … )     [       his   palms   covered   over   alana’s   eyes,   concealing   any   form   of   vision   she   had   had   before.   she   wasn’t   sure   how   he   could   tell,   but   her   silvery   hues   had   been   open,   trying   to   peer   through   the   small   gaps   between   his   fingers.   her   hands   circled   around   his   forearms   loosely,   as   if   to   steady   herself.     ]      langdon,   you’ve   got   about   three   seconds   before   I   throw   you   over   my   shoulder   and   drop   you   in   a   lake.    [     she   said,   her   voice   a   mixture   of   amusement   and   warning,   though   there   was   no   real   threat   in   her   words — yet.   he   didn't   respond   right   away,   but   she   could   sense   the   grin   in   his   silence,   as   he   led   her   forward.     ]     where   the   hell   are   you   taking   me ? 

@wiccaanways     ( … )    [      with   jack,   she   never   knew   what   to   expect.   he   continued   to   surprise   her,   even   now.   she   knew   it   wouldn’t   be   fair   if   she   used   her   claws,   so   she   kept   them   away   for   now,   relying   purely   on   her   reflexes.   her   eyebrows   rose,   impressed   by   his   reaction   time   to   quickly   grab   her   fist   as   she   threw   it.   he   knocked   the   wind   out   of   her   with   his   elbow,   causing   her   to   drop   down,   sucking   in   numerous   breaths   as   her   leg   kicked   out,   slamming   towards   his   gut.   her   eyes   glinted — bright,   unmistakable   werewolf   gold.   the   familiar,   primal   heat   surged   in   her   chest,   and   a   slow   grin   curled   across   her   lips.     ]     don’t   get   cocky.    [       she   said   in   response   to   his   comment   about   being   ‘ cute ‘.        ] 

[ his eyes narrowed slightly at the comment, smiling still. part of him still thought he had an advantage with her never having seen him fight, only blocking and defending with offensive spells. still, he’d seen her fight, he knew her attacks and defenses with other monsters and knew that, despite his words suggesting otherwise, he couldn’t get too comfortable and underestimate her. ] aw, you think i’m cute? [ was all he decided to respond to before she lunged at him. his grin grows, tongue gliding over his lips. the first punch sets him by surprise, earning a gasp in surprise but now that he knew what was coming he quickly grabs her fist, shoving ur downward just as his other arm strikes her in the chest, elbow creating the brunt of his force. ] 

@wiccaanways        ( … )      [       alana   couldn’t   help   but   chuckle   slightly   at   his   actions,   eyebrow   raising.   ]      cute.   rolling   up   the   sleeves,   huh?   you   certainly   mean   business.    [     if   it   was   a   fight   he   wanted,   then   she   would   give   him   one.   the   huntress   shrugged   off   her   jacket,   tossing   it   to   the   side   as   she   tied   her   hair   out   of   her   face.   a   quick   roll   of   her   shoulders   eased   out   the   tension   in   her   muscles   as   her   sharp   eyes   focused   on   him,   studying   his   stance   with   careful   precision.    she   could   feel   the familiar   surge   of   adrenaline   kick   in   as   she   raised   her   hands   into   fists,   her   body   already   preparing   for   the   movement.   it   had   been   a   long   time   since   she’d   had   the   opportunity   to   spar,   but   the   lessons   ingrained   in   her   since   childhood   came   rushing   back — fighting   wasn’t   just   a   skill   for   alana,   it   was   a   second   nature.      ]     don’t   count   on   it,   langdon.    [     she   teased,   before   she   lunged   forward,   her   movements   fluid   and   quick.     ] 

@magikais    ( … )    clearly.    [       the   redhead   teased   again,    something   resembling   both   a   laugh   and   a   huff   of   exasperation   leaving   her   lips   as   she   was   pulled   to   her   feet.   alana   gave   in,   moving   to   the   middle   of   the   room   with   the   vampire,   shooting   her   an   offended   look.     ]     you   really   think   you   can   bribe   me   with   booze  ?       [       she   absolutely    could   and   she   knew   it.   the   corners   of   alana’s   lips   tugged   up   as   she   swayed   in   rhythm   to   the   music.       ] 

i’m a woman of unique tastes. [ she beckons forward again with a small teasing smile, grasping for her hand to pull her up. her eyes roll playfully. ] oh, i’m sure you’d / love / to watch me but please, just this one song and i’ll buy you a drink. 

@magikais    (  …  )    huh.   I   had   no   idea   you   were   into   cheesy   music   like   this  .        [      the   werewolf   smirked   a   little   as   she   leaned   her   head   back   onto   the   headrest   of   the   armchair,   legs   curled   and   tucked   underneath   her.     a   loud   groan   left   her   lips.       ]    oh   come   on….  I’m   a   lousy   dancer.   can’t   I   just   watch   ? 

@hyrded    ( … )       you   absolute   fool.    don’t   sneak   up   on   me   like   that.       [      her   eyes   were   wide,   scarred   features   pale.    her   breath   came   in   slow,   deliberate   inhales,   her   sharp   claws   pressing   into   the   tender   flesh   at   his   throat   with   such   precision   that   a   single   twitch   could   end   his   life.   she   could   feel   the   pulse   beneath   his   skin,   but   not   enough   to   draw   blood   yet.   her   eyes   scanned   his,   watching   the   slight   movement   of   his   adam’s   apple,   before   she   eventually   released   him,   claws   retracting,   as   if   they   had   never   been   there   to   begin   with.      ]       next   time,   don’t   be   so   careless...   what   the   hell   are   you   even   doing   here  ? 

@wiccaanways    (   …   )      [       the   redhead   snorted,   shaking   her   head   in   amusement.   her   eyebrow   rose   in   disbelief.      ]         I’ve   seen   your   ‘ flirting ‘   face,   langdon.   you   were   flirting.   BIG   time. 

all the time. thankfully people are smart enough to listen anyway. [ the vampire winks cheekily. as the vampire reveals the cream lipstick, a part of her couldn’t help but feel a bit strange, a sort of hunger started to stir in the pit of her stomach, fluttering and light as she meets her gaze with a subtle smile. it was nice to be here with someone who wasn’t shallow, someone who didn’t value her for her vampirism or her looks. ] it’s just some lipstick, i brought some just in case you wanted to try something new and… [ she brings it her dress to compare the colors side to side. ] it is the perfect shade to compliment you and your dress. [ she gasps playfully, hand over her heart in for surprise before raising a brow slightly. ] so may i? 

@magikais     ( … )       well   I   know   / that /.    you   have   a   habit   of   bending   the   rules.    [      the   huntress   snorted,   shaking   her   head.   when   victoria   let   her   hands   fall,   alana   felt   a   strange,   unfamiliar   ache,   as   if   she   was   suddenly   aware   of   how   much   she   wanted   to   hold   on.   it   was   a   feeling   she   hadn’t   expected,   especially   since   she   was   usually   so   guarded.   but   alana   wasn’t   sure   how   true   the   blonde’s   thoughts   were.   she   didn’t   like   being   fussed   over,   nor   did   she   like   bringing   attention   to   herself,   especially   since   half   the   time,   she   was   pretending   to   be   someone   else   in   order   to   get   close   to   supernatural-based   crime   scenes.     ]     only   slightly.     [       she   finally   echoed,   her   hues   gleaming   as   she   lifted   her   chin   with   an   air   of   playful   stubbornness.      ]       don’t   get   used   to   it.     [       she   turned   to   face   the   vampire,   raising   her   eyebrow.     ]       has   anyone   told   you   how   demanding   you   are…    uh   oh.   what   have   you   got   there  ? 

i don’t have to do a lot of things, but i do them anyway. [ the last part she says softly, playful, with a smile. her gaze that would normally avert to her own reflection strays to focus on hers. victoria’s mind goes back to the time she once said alana was striking with her scar, and how alana instinctively called her a liar. she realizes that her hands have been on the woman for a moment too long and lets them fall to her side. ] i think… there’s a part of you that wants to be used to this. only slightly. [ for a moment the vampire turns to walk to her purse she’d left in the dressing room, she takes a new lipstick out, smile growing slightly as she walks back, hiding it behind her back. she turns the woman’s head slightly to face her. there was no part of her that wanted alana to change entirely. ] turn to face me.

@wiccaanways    (  . . .  )      if   you   laugh,   langdon,   I   swear   to   / hell /—       [         the   redhead   grumbled   as   she   looked   down   at   him   from   where   she   was   currently   hanging   in   the   air   within   that   net.   she   groaned,   shaking   her   head,   before   resting   her   forehead   against   the   net.     ]       it   must   be   enchanted   somehow   —   nothing   will   cut   the   damn   thing.   you   gonna   help   out   your   favourite   werewolf   ?    pretty   please   ? 

@magikais      ( . . . )        fair   enough.     [       alana   shifted   her   weight,   resting   her   hip   against   the   table’s   edge   as   she   watched   victoria   with   a   faint   smile   —   more   genuine   this   time.  her   tone   is   gentle,   warm   with   that   playful   undercurrent   that   never   quite   leaves   her   voice.     ]     yeah…   you   are   nice   to   me.   I   see   it,   even   when   you   act   like   I   should   be   grateful   you   haven’t    bitten   me   or   something.       [    she   joked,    tucking    a   strand   of   her   red   hair   behind   her   ear.    ]     but   I   don’t   need   you   to   try   so   hard   with   me,   vic.   I   like   you   just   the   way   you   are.   fangs   and   all.
             
            /     we’re   gonna   ignore   how   late   this   is…    I’m   so   sorry   !   < 33

[ her playful pout contorts into a small smile, head tilting to the side as she remembered that night. though it was incredibly uncomfortable for her to try to make the man she was so repulsed by feel at ease. ] i shouldn’t have to be nice to people who don’t deserve it. i like to think i’m pretty nice to you. [ a brow raises, smile still lingering across her painted lips as if awaiting her approval which— she was. ] 

@magikais    (  . . .  )       [        the   redhead   rolled   her   eyes,   a   sharp,   playful   smirk   curling   the   corners   of   her   lips.   she   folded   her   arms   across   her   chest.    ]     oh   really ?     [     she   tilted   her   head   slightly,   her   wild   hair   spilling   over   her   shoulders   as   she   studied   the   vampire.      ]       victoria,   the   last   time   you   tried   being   nice,   the   guy   ended   up   with   a   torn   out   throat.   granted,   it   was   fucking   deserved,   but   if   that’s   your   version   of   nice,   remind   me   to   stay   on   your   good   side.