Learning to party spellcaster style (when you're a reclusive and perpetually gloomy vampire), part two.
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Grace: This was an amazing idea, Em!
Emilia: [whoops giddily] I feel so alive!
Tomax: Last one to the Gardens takes cauldron cleaning duty!
Emilia: No way! You’ve got an unfair advantage.
Tomax: Guess you should’ve thought of that when you wasted your money on that cutesy little twig you’re riding!
Caleb: I can’t believe you’re going along with this.
Morgyn: Oh, we’ll be fine.
Caleb: The little one isn’t even using her hands!
Morgyn: The magic does most of the steering anyway. What, afraid we’ll go plummeting into the endless abyss?
Caleb: Yes!
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Grace: Oh my god, they are literally too adorable!
Tomax: Would you look at that? Dracula knows how to bust a move.
Morgyn: The children are watching us.
Caleb: Let them.
Morgyn: Oh, that potion must have been good. I’ve never seen this uninhibited side of you.
Caleb: Do you like it?
Morgyn: I love it.
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Grace: Get over here, Caleb! We can’t commemorate the night without you.
Caleb: No, no. I’m afraid I’d ruin the shot.
Morgyn: Don’t resist, darling! We’re not taking no for an answer.
Caleb: You know I won’t show up in the photo, right?
Morgyn: Shh. It’s about the memories.
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do i really have to tell you how she brought me back to life / you showed me colors you know i can't see with anyone else / he wants what's only yours / do i really have to chart the constellations in her eyes / you taught me a secret language i can't speak with anyone else / your opal eyes are all i wish to see (♪ / ♪ / ♪)
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Learning to party spellcaster style (when you're a reclusive and perpetually gloomy vampire), part one.
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Emilia: Morgyn, you came!
Morgyn: I really shouldn't be fraternizing with students.
Grace: You say that every time and yet you keep showing up anyway.
Emilia: Face it. We’re way more fun to hang out with than Sadsack Silversweater and Frigid Faba.
Morgyn: [laughs guiltily] God, that’s terrible. I hope you don't call them that to their faces. They’re really not so bad.
Emilia: Oh, please. We’re here for your classes, not the tedious snoozefests those dusty old bags call lectures.
Grace: Oh, you brought a date! How charming!
Morgyn: This is Caleb. Promise you’ll go easy on him. I’m afraid he doesn't get out much.
Tomax: [sniffs suspiciously] You really invited a vampire on campus, Ember?
Morgyn: Don't worry. You wouldn’t hurt a fly, would you, darling?
Caleb: Fangs off, I promise.
Emilia: Not even a little nibble? How disappointing. I’ve always wondered what that felt like.
Grace: Emilia! You’re engaged!
Emilia: Yeah, and?
Tomax: [narrows eyes] I can’t say I’ve ever met a vampire who doesn’t bite.
Emilia: Get real, Tomax! You’ve never met a vampire, period.
Grace: Don't mind them. I’m Grace, and we're happy to have you. The more the merrier!
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Emilia: Caleb, you must try Grace’s spiked potion. It’ll make you float, I swear!
Tomax: If you want to hang with us, bloodsucker, you'd better be ready to party.
Caleb: Is this stuff even vampire-safe?
Morgyn: I… don’t actually know.
Caleb: [mock gasps] The Sage of Untamed Magic doesn’t have an answer?
Morgyn: I’m sure it won’t kill you. Well, pretty sure.
Caleb: Bottoms up, I guess.
Tomax: You’re a real fucking wizard, Grace. This was your best batch yet.
Emilia: [giggles] I’m on cloud nine!
Grace: Am I the only one feeling claustrophobic in here?
Tomax: No, we need fresh air.
Emilia: I know! Let’s fly to the Gardens!
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