magikais

@magikais    ( … )    [     the   huntress’   eyebrows   furrowed   slightly   as   she   let   her   gaze   wander   over   the   vampire   slowly.   “nothing”   seemed   like   a   deflection   like   no   other.   did   she   think   it   didn’t   matter   to   her ?   the   werewolf   knew   she   was   sometimes   a   hard-ass,   but   that   didn’t   mean   that   she   didn’t   care.   her   silvery   hues   softened   slightly   when   victoria   lifted   her   chin — the   blonde   had   never   been   afraid   of   her   scars.   alana   wasn’t   afraid   of   the   ones   that   victoria   seemed   to   hide   beneath   her   skin   either.   the   werewolf   didn’t   know   much   about   the   other   woman’s   family,   and   she   didn’t   want   to   pry — she   of   all   people   understood   the   challenges   of   supposed   loved   ones.   but   she   couldn’t   help   but   feel   her   chest   tighten.     ]      you   know   you   can   talk   to   me,   right ? 

id: @lunarhunts 
            it’s nothing, darling. [ the vampire dismisses with a wave of her hand. her eyes fall on the other, noting the concerned look on her face. carefully she lifts her chin, holding her for a moment. it was strange having someone who cared so deeply to the point of seeming both worried and frustrated. ] (…) just some family stuff i’d rather forget about.

/ rae im so sorry for my typos omg

id: @lunarhunts 
            [ victoria looks up in slight smirk with a nod. she’s about to say something else, setting the piece she’d cut on the corner of her plate, making sure it didn’t touch the other items. her brows raises at the question, curious why alana even cared. ] sort of. why— does that bother you? [ sort of was an understatement but she felt strange exactly why at this moment. her curiosity got the better of her. as she pushes her plate forward, alana takes her other fork, cutting a small piece of the side. ] it’s like you read my mind, i was just about to ask. 

@magikais    ( … )     I’m   not   being   protective.   I’m   being   / cautious /.    there’s   a   difference.      [      she   defended,   folding   her   arms   over   her   chest   more   firmly   as   she   leaned   back   in   her   seat.   she   bit   the   inside   of   her   cheek    for   a   moment,   before   her   silvery   hues   snapped   back   to   the   blonde,   with   a   flicker   of   surprise.      ]       you   dated ?      [     alana   questioned,   blinking   slowly,   before   she   tuck   a   few   strands   of   her   red   hair   behind   her   ear.      ]       was   it…   serious  ?       [      maybe   it   wasn’t   her   place   to   ask,   but   she   thought   she’d   fire   the   shot.   there   was   a   lot   the   huntress   didn’t   know   about   victoria.    at   the   offer   of   the   crepe,   alana   pushed   her   plate   of   waffles   towards   the   vampire.     ]     alright.   but   you’re   trying    mine.