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aestheticpearl · 1 year

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— 𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐱 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

these two love each other so much that lovely didn’t even hesitate to say yes to spending the rest of eternity with vincent, if that’s not love i don’t know what is

lovely loves to do vincent’s hair

they think he looks adorable with butterfly clips in his hair

since lovely doesn’t have their powers anymore the next best thing that they do is wear fuzzy socks on the carpet and zap vincent

they ended up doing it so much that vincent considered getting hardwood floors

he ended up just learning to live with it

i read somewhere that lovely will smile to show off their fangs to vincent and he’ll return smile everytime

they both technically don’t need sleep but lovely likes to so vincent always joins them

lovely broke at least five toothbrushes after getting their fangs

after the fifth time they asked vincent for help and vincent ended up brushing lovely’s teeth for two weeks before they got a handle on their strength and awareness of how sharp their fangs are

he was happy to do it btw

vincent bought lovely a sunset lamp and star projector that they absolutely love

lovely is amazing at drawing and vincent is their muse, willing or unwilling

they will draw him whenever they can, he will be doing the most domestic things and lovely will be scribbling away

lovely leaving sticky notes around the house for vincent to find

lovely hasn’t had a bloodlust incident yet and that’s what scares them most

they’re scared of what might happen and who they might hurt accidentally

vincent will always reassure them by holding them close and giving them head pets

they’ll both race each other every chance they get

“race you to the fridge!”

“lovely we are in the kitchen, the fridge is like 6 feet away”

vincent ended up saying the races have to be more than a mile

he always wins them but just by a millisecond

vincent is very proud of how well lovely is adjusting and he will tell them that

“i’m only doing well because you’re here to help me vincent”

vincent nearly cried, homie had tears in his eyes and just hugged lovely so tightly

these two will always find a way to be touching each other

so they’re always holding hands, if one of them needs both hands to do something they’ll hold onto their waist

vincent has long eyelashes and lovely is very jealous of it

vincent definitely bought lovely a restored 1950 cadillac

lovely loves it and will sometimes just sit in it

lovely’s favorite thing to do is swim whether it be in a pool, lake, pond, ocean they love how the water makes them feel

vincent isn’t a huge swimmer but he loves to watch lovely swim around from the shallow end

they love each other so much, i wanna cry when is it my turn?

everyone say thank you pearl for the three posts today~

.love always <3 pearl

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ryokoaoi · 2 months

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(gendered listeners)

sillies.

lol want your ship drawn like that-? This is actually a YCH soo if you want click here teeeheee pls were struggling financially/srs

#redacted asmr #redacted fanart #redacted audio #redacted art #art #redacted baabe #redacted asher #redacted vincent #redacted lovely #asher x baabe #vincent x lovely #my back hurts.#ughhh #masc presenting! baabe #nb! lovely

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boowiij · 3 months

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"My baby here on earth showed me what my heart was worth"

Gavin, Avior, Sam, & Vincent(pre-inversion)

"So when it comes to be my turn. Can you shine it down here for him?"

Freelancer, Starlight, Darlin', & Lovely(pre-inversion)

#ah yes angst #redacted audio #redacted asmr #redactedverse #redacted vincent #immortal x mortal #redacted gavin #redacted avior #redacted sam #redacted darlin'#redacted lovely #redacted starlight #redacted freelancer #Spotify #boowiji talks #ik the og lyric say “for her” but i changed it

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ackermanbitch · 1 year

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pictures that perfectly describe every redacted couple imo (its long so under the cut)

amanda and christian

milo and sweetheart

davey and angel

ash and babe

guy and honey

tank and sam

im sorry for this but baby and ivan

vincent and lovely

gavin and freelancer

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biteforblood · 8 months

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[ THE FIRST BITE ] vincent x lovely.

✶ notes : gn!reader, fluff, suggestive, descriptions of biting / blood, 1.0k

we all know how their first actual bite went ; vincent hyped on adrenaline and the bitter kind of bloodlust, craving that same thing, lovely offering their wrist for him to drink from, their neck too intimate — that would be cherished later. and, obviously, it was and it was great. but. i want to share my personal spin on their first ( neck ) bite.

if you’ll graciously entertain me…

the two together on lovely’s bed, bodies held close. vincent perched on the edge of the mattress with them straddling his lap, thighs pushed tight up against his and his hands idly drawing random shapes on the skin of their hips. heads tilted for foreheads to touch, eyes half-closed yet deeply enamored with one another. the room is still and quiet; a pin could drop and they’d hear it but not look away for even the smallest second.

his hands move away from their hips to slide behind their lower back. the contrast of his cold palms to their warm skin has shivers tracing their spine. “are you sure you’re okay with this? that you want to do this? i am if you are, and this isn’t me trying to shame or dissuade, but—”

an abrupt kiss pressed to his lips and his worries are caught short in their tracks. they fix a strand of hair away from his forehead as they search for their next words. “i want to, vincent.” their voice softens. “i trust you.”

his eyes — pools of melted silver freckled with ruby — search lovely’s for the tiniest fragment of doubt, of resistance, but there’s nothing other than admiration filling up the color of their irises. the same admiration is reflected back in his gaze as it trails down their face to their lips. one of the hands settled on their back climbs up, following along the curve of their spine and cupping the back of their neck.

with a slight nudge, vincent brings their lips to his in a kind kiss. it’s slow yet purposeful. a small hint of a tease is passed between them as lovely flicks their tongue under of his fangs, narrowly cutting said tongue in the process. he breathes a laugh and draws back from the kiss. not to tease them in return with his words, no, but a different approach.

he brushes his lips across their cheek, nipping ever so lightly at the skin. a smile fights onto lovely’s lips. his second kiss is by their ear and their smile falters. further down, a third to the skin beneath the edge of their jaw. their pulse begins to race and he can feel the jump against his lips the lower they venture. it pounds so loud, it’s like the rhythm is his own.

brimming to the edge with anticipation, they tilt their head into his hand, baring their neck for him to sink his teeth into — figuratively and literally. he mouths at their throat, teeth scraping and tongue tracing the tendons and veins. he can hear it so clearly; their blood beating, rushing, flowing just underneath. ambrosia calling to him, beckoning him to bite, to taste, to indulge.

“lovely….” an open kiss over the jugular vein; here. this is where he’ll do it, where’ll he drink. “my lovely…please….”

their breath hitches — from his words, from the kiss, from both, they’re not sure which and they don’t quite care to know at this moment. not when he has them like this.

vincent licks his lips, his tongue lightly grazing their skin with the action. his mouth opens wide and they can barely feel the first tiny prick of his fangs. there’s a split second of hesitation, of vulnerability.

then he’s sinking his teeth down into their neck.

a shuddered gasp ripples from their lips. their body sharply tenses before every muscle of every limb melts with the rush of the purest ecstasy.

the taste of red splashes onto his tongue and it is like heaven on this god forgotten earth.

the hardest liquor, the lushest dessert, the ripest succulent fruit, none of those delicacies could compare to their blood.

he drinks in earnest, savoring the warmth as it coats his mouth and runs down his throat. he revels in their hands on him; fingers gripping and twisting at his shirt, his hair, his shoulders, searching for a part of him to ground themself with. his fangs sink deeper, bite down harder, pain and pleasure alike blend into something deliciously inseparable.

he doesn’t want to stop — not only biting and drinking, but taking. they’re flooding every sense, driving every gulp, igniting every nerve, they are his everything in this exact moment and he never wants to let any of it go.

be he has to. he has to let go, he has to stop before he takes too much from them.

and so he does.

they can feel his fangs pull out from their neck, the heat of his breath disappearing. their own is short and light by his ear. their eyes flutter closed, mind slipping like the silk of his hair between their fingers. the weight of their body leant on him is held up by the strong support his own provides.

thin lines of scarlet drip down their collarbone from the two small punctures left behind. his tongue drags from their chest up to their neck, happily cleaning away his mess. cold air hits the now wet skin and shakes a shiver loose from them. vincent chuckles under his breath, amused. he dots small lazy kisses over their shoulder and arm, hands running up and down their sides.

mustering little strength, lovely straightens slightly. one of their hands leave his hair to rest beneath his chin, running the pad of their thumb over his bottom lip. he watches their eyes as they repeat the motion, going back and forth, back and forth. it teases a smile onto his face that in turn brings one to theirs.

“…thank you, vincent.” the words come out hushed like a secret being whispered.

his smile stretches into a grin. he lowers his voice to match theirs. “for what?”

their thumb stills on his lips as their eyes open fully and finally meet his. “for you.”

#[ ✶ . bloodlust ]#[ ✶ . time with a vampire ]#redacted asmr x reader #redacted audio x reader #redacted vincent #redacted lovely

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itsyourstarboy · 5 months

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Lovely and Vincent are basically just Johnny and Mavis from Hotel Transylvania

#human goes where they are not supposed to #meets hot vampire #continues to go where they are not supposed to even after being told to never go back #also just #dorky dumbass human x flirty vampire (who is secretly also dorky)#im tired #redacted audio #redactedverse #redacted shitpost #redacted lovely #redacted vincent #vincent solaire

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ramenwaitr3ss · 1 month

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Pssst…hey yeah you…! you know that scene from x-men 97’ where gambit is in a crop top and jeans??

Good now imagine David, Milo, Asher, Sam, Porter, Huxley, Damien, or Gavin in it. You’re welcome.

#redacted audio #redactedverse #redacted darlin #redacted lovely #redacted sam #redacted vincent #redacted damn #redacted david #redacted asher #redacted milo #x men 97

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the-sugar-crash · 2 years

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A conversation after Vincent’s first video:

William: so let me get this straight. After meeting an unempowered human who wandered into our territory, you not only didn’t trance them to convince them to leave, or wipe their memory of the interaction. You also broke covert by telling them about vampires and demons. And then flirted with them. Repeatedly.

Vincent: …yes?

#I still can’t get over it #Vincent was like you’re hot and then just forgot about the rules for a bit #redacted asmr #redactedverse #redacted vampires #redacted vincent #redacted vincent solaire #solaire clan #redacted William #william Solaire #redacted lovely #vincent x lovely #lovely (listener)#vincent solaire #lovely solaire #Redacted Audio

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piffany666 · 3 months

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Ok just one more punk progeny won't hurt~

Chapter 7: family meeting

(Ftm trans Bright eyes (uses he/him pronouns. This Chapter isn't going to make any sense unless you've read all the other chapters but to save you the time I'd like to remind you that treasure and Bright eyes are the same person in this fic)

Family meeting.

That's what William called it.

Admittedly that's also what Vincent called it but after his encounter with Porter he was feeling a little....raw.

Especially after hearing that he would be bringing a newborn as his date.

Vincent explained to Lovely that that was the vampire equivalent of bringing a baby to a funeral.

But Lovely was quick to point out that they themselves where also still technically a newborn. Vincent was quick to add that they were the exeption.

Vincent and Lovely were the first ones there besides Bright and alexis, who had been In the house all night.

Which did make Vincent more than a little concerned for Bright's safety but he trusted the kid's resolve. They pulled up by sky side then took a moment to compose themselves.

Lovely handled the Porter situation very well in Vincent's opinion, but he was sure that others may disagree considering they decked him.

Hopefully Porter hasn't tatteled on them to William during their "meeting".

Vincent smiled at Lovely before they exited the car.

They got this.

Upon arriving they were both met with the sound of.....a piano?

"Wow that Sounds beautiful!" Exclaimed Lovely

Vincent was befuddled.

"Yeah....it dose..."

"You look surprised"

"I am. The only person here that knows how to play the piano is alexis but she's....let's just say that THIS isn't her music...(if you could even call it that)"

Lovely giggled

"Is she not very good?"

Vincent shuddered.

"No. No she is not."

His face gave the impression that alexis playing the piano wasn't the most....pleasant of memories.

But once they both arrived in the common room, they were met with a not so cheery looking alexis.

It was safe to assume that she was in fact NOT the current pianist.

"Hey alexis, who's?-"

"Bright eyes"

She interrupted sternly.

"You let him touch your piano!?"

She scoffed.

"No. He's playing on William's, I always play the burgundy one William got for me"

"Oh. Right"

Vincent and Lovely sat down. Awaiting Sam, Fred, William and Porter's arrival.

Hopefully not for very much longer, the uncomfortable tension was becoming too much to handle.

"Hey before everyone eles gets here, could you go get Bright?"

Vincent asked alexis, partly to give him and Lovely somw more time to anticipate the meeting and because Vincent wanted to know if Bright had made his decision yet.

Then again this meeting was most likely going to answer that question.

Alexis groaned

"Fine"

Alexis looked out from the doorway into the music room at Bright eyes as he played William's grand piano.

She had previously played it during the first few years of her turning until eventually William got one for herself.

A seemingly kind gesture but alexis had always suspected that his reasoning for this was so that she'd keep away from his things.

The sight caused a possessive rage to shoot through her.

She grabbed a random book from one of the shelves in the hallway next to the double doors

And threw it at Bright's head.

The corner of the book hit his skull and it caused him to jolt away from the piano

He winced in pain as a look of annoyance and fury made its way across his face.

"OW! WHAT!?"

He saw alexis scowling in the doorway.

"Come on kid, family meeting in the common room"

After this, she retreated back to the common room, nit waiting for Bright eyes to get up from his chair and close the piano.

Eventually he caught up with her.

Once Bright had entered the common room, Vincent immediately pirked up and started a conversation with him.

It wasn't long after that when Sam and Fred arrived.

Vincent and Lovely seemed happy to see Sam and were quick to start conversing about the anticipated meeting.

Which left Bright and Fred to awkwardly shuffle and avoid eyes contact with eachother.

/ Fred's pov: /

Should I say hi?

We haven't talked at all since our argument and only occasionally brushed shoulders.

But with Tank moving in with Sam....I kinda feel like mabye it's time to move out and back when we were.....alive Bright would always talk about how one day we'd move in together.

He finally mustered up the courage to look at Bright and was about to ask him about there living situation.

But as soon as they locked eyes, Bright had a scowl plastered on his face.

So Fred looked away before he got the chance to ask

/ end of Fred's pov /

Suddenly, William opened the double doors of the mansion and entered.

"I'm sorry, are we the last ones here?"

'We'? Thought Bright eyes.

"Where's Porter?"

Asked Vincent almost sternly.

"Hes still in the car but don't worry he'll be out soon"

Vincent scoffed

"I am not worried about him"

William sighed as he removed his cloak. Vincent, Sam and Lovely were sitting on the same couch with Sam sitting on the edge of it and Vincent and Lovely next to eachother.

Bright and Fred were sitting on the couch opposite to them with Bright being the closest to William as he remained standing.

Alexis had her own chair.

Then Porter entered the room.

Fred was the only one in that room that hadn't yet seen Porter so he made note of the man's appearance.

He wasn't particularly tall, mabye only a little taller than Bright eyes, but he was wearing stilettos so it was hard to tell.

There were various scars across his face. Three long claw marks layed upon his left eye and one smaller one on his jawline that reached the cusp of his mouth.

He also wore pitch black shades that were the shape of bat wings.

(Refrance ^)

Vincent scoffed

"Sunglasses at night huh? Classy"

He said sarcastically to no one in particular.

Though Porter answer him.

"Oh why thank you~"

As Porter's eyes scanned the room, his gase eventually landed on Bright eyes.

And as he did he slowly removed his shades in shock.

Bright gave him the same look as they realised the situation they had found themselves in.

And simultaneously thought of the thing that usually comes to mind when you run into somone you had a one night stand with just the other night:

"SHHIIITTT"

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(I accidentally posted an unfinished version of this cos tumbler was mad at me for the chapter being to long so I cut it in half. This is the first half. For those who saw the unfinished version...keep what happens to yourself for now)

Taggs:

@darlin-collins @anexistingexistence @you-think-i-care-mate

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generalkenobee · 10 months

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Ok idk if I have any redacted audio fans but I have the cutest idea ever!

Imagine it's your turn to pick the movie with David and you pick twilight eclipse because that's the one where Jacob becomes part of the wolf pack right?

And the whole time he's just like "babe this shit is so unrealistic.." and when you responded "well I like it" he's just in utter disbelief that his mate would watch this

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aestheticpearl · 1 year

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— 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠

[𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫] vincent solaire

“lovely please be careful” vincent is trying his best to keep his eyes on the road as you continue to stick your head out of the window to feel the chilling wind blow against your face.

“this feels amazing!” you shout to him, barely hearing yourself over the loud wind ringing in your overly sensitive eardrums.

the roads are empty and you feel like the only people in the world in this moment. it’s blissful for you, these kinds of drives are your favorite thing currently, you love being able to spend time with vincent and you have to admit it’s fun to listen to his blood pressure rise whenever he glances over at your figure practically hanging half way out of the window.

“vin you gotta try this!” he laughs.

“i can’t lovely, someone’s gotta watch the road”

you sit back down properly, head in the window and all.

“i’ll drive” he laughs again. “heyy what’s so funny mr i can’t park on a hill?” you smile at him.

“i can park on a hill, but that’s besides the point” you give him a look before he continues. “i love you very much but no way am i sticking my head out of the window while you drive, you’ll decapitate me or something”

“i would not! i’ll have you know i’m a great driver i can’t help it if i like going fast” you laugh.

“oh i know” you nudge him gently. “hey watch it i’m driving here”

“thank you for driving me around, it makes me feel alive”

“anything for you lovely”

you smile at him as he takes your hand gently, moments like these making you forget all the bad things that have happened in your life just for a couple of minutes at least. vincent has always been there for you and you’ve always been so grateful for him, you’re certain that you wouldn’t have made it this far without him.

“thank you for everything vincent, you make this new life worth living.”

“aw lovely you’re gonna make me cry, i wouldn’t want to live this life with anyone else.” you lean your head on his shoulder as you watch the road ahead.

“i love you lovely” he gives your hand a gently squeeze.

“i love you too.”

“maybe next time we’ll take the convertible then you can really feel the wind.” you know he’s joking but you can’t help but feel a little excited.

“i would love that!”

“or maybe one that has a sunroof?” he suggests.

“yes! i’ve always thought having a sunroof in a car was peak luxury that and having a tv screen in it” vincent can’t help but chuckle at the statement.

“for me it was double door refrigerators.”

“ooo that’s a good one.”

“and now i have one which feels pretty cool.” you start playing with his hand while listening, note to self try to get vincent to agree to letting you do his nails. “it all feels so surreal”

“what having a double door refrigerator?”

“no” he laughs at the comment. “being with you”

“how so?”

“you’re just so perfect, i’m glad i totally broke covert to talk to you. lovely, you are worth filling out that long form over and over again.” you feel your heart squeeze at the statement mostly because those papers are a pain to fill out.

“that means so much vincent, i love you so much” he smiles.

“i love you more lovely” he says before placing a quick kiss on your lips and then quickly turning back to face the road.

you feel at peace with vincent, there’s no where else you’d rather be right now.

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god i fucking love vincent, holy shit

.love always <3 pearl

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slightlystupidhun · 1 year

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Skating Around Us

Summary: An Asher x Baabe Fic. Asher is a hockey player and Baabe is a figure skater. @itsdaifuku is the reason for this fic!!!

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

It was around four in the afternoon. Technically their rehearsal didn’t start until 6 in rink B, but they couldn’t help wanting to get in some practice before hand. They tightened their laces before standing up and stepping out into rink C. The cool air was a nice contrast to the warmth provided by their leggings and workout shirt. They took out their headphones placing one in each ear before taking out their phone and tapping open their Spotify. They selected their warm up playlist and began circling the ice, gradually starting some of their tricks.

Once they felt fully warm they opened their phone once more, thumbing their short program song. It was one of their favorites to skate to. They absolutely loved it. It was “I put a spell on you” Nina Simone. It just the right mixture of smooth and seductive. It showed a side of them not many others got to see. They skated to the center of the rink draping one arm over their head, the other was dropped to their left side. Their head was facing down on the left as their left knee was also pumped.

With the first few keys of the piano sounding they came to life. They skated forward a few feet before wrapping their arms around themself, spinning in a circle. They pushed out as they began skating the outside of the rink. They weaves around the ice coming back center putting their hands on their head rolling their neck around. Their hand came down their front as they reached forward, skating backwards.

They picked up the pace as they turned back to the front doing a building up to a salchow, the momentum propelling them forward to the entrance of the rink. It was then that they saw an entire team of hockey players staring at them. They quickly stopped everything they were doing, grabbing their phone, stopping their music, and ripping out their headphones. They nervously skated to the edge of the rink by where the entrance was.

“I’m sorry. I was just practicing.” They said as they hurriedly stepped off the ice going to grab the bench their bag was sat on.

“Don’t worry about it. Alright, everyone on the ice. Ash, put on your skates already!” Their captain called out rolling his eyes at his teammate.

“Yeah Buddy! I’ll get it right now!” He said walking over to where they were sat on the bench. “Hey!” He greeted when he plopped down beside them. They partially jumped due to the sudden change of weight, the bench did too.

“Oh Hello.” They replied waving at him and removing their skates.

“Oh! Those are cool skates!!” He cheered staring at their skates as he slid his own pastel pink and yellow ones on. Their skates were purple, and covered in glitter. These were their backup ones, ones they used when they weren’t performing, or practicing with their coach, William Solaire.

“Thanks! Made em myself.” They said proudly, slipping into their running shoes. They finally got a good look at the stranger. His pretty blonde hair, that was somehow already messy despite not yet beginning practice. His black and grey practice jersey that heightened his bright smile. His kind eyes as he looked at them. Oh God! They were staring at him. They quickly averted their eyes.

“Well you must be pretty good at it then… I take it you’re a figure skater? You one of Williams? Don’t worry I won’t tell!” He tried to make conversation, leaning in to whisper the last part to them, as if it was a secret. He laced up his shoes as they laughed.

“Yeah, I’m one of his. So you play hockey?” They knew they were asking about the obvious but something about him made them want him to speak more. He had a good voice. And they were staring again. They needed to get that under control. He leaned into them grabbing his hockey stick in his opposite hand.

“Guilty.” He waved the stick around, slightly. He was about to open his mouth to say something else when he was cut off.

“ASH! STOP FLIRTING AND GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE.” Another player from the team yelled.

“ALRIGHT TANK! I’m on my way!!” He yelled back. He finally got up from the bench and towered over them, just a little. He began to walk away before turning back to them, “See you later skater!” If that wasn’t the worst pun they’d ever heard, but they still couldn’t stop themself from smiling. They looked at the number plastered on the duffle bag he left on the bench, number 27. It was then that their alarm went off. 5:30. It was time to head over to their practice, they hoped they would stop grinning like an idiot before Vincent or heaven forbid Angel saw them.

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They made it onto the ice in Rink B about five minutes before their practice started. William was already there with his thermo in his arms. Vincent was skating around Lovely as they prepared for their lifts and Angel was on their way over to the Skater.

“Hey Skates!” Angel greeted as they made their way over. It was a nickname they had received from the cheery skater after they laid eyes on the wonderfully decorated, purple skates and soon everyone started calling them that. They quickly shoved on their boring white skates, tightening the laces and walking over to the ice.

“Sup Angel, how are you doing?” They asked bending down to touch their toes before stepping into the rink.

“I’m doing good, but uhm, what was that face you made about?” They inquired in a song song voice.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, they waved their hand to disregard any further push into the reason they were smiling like that.

“Alright everyone.” Williams voice broke through, signaling to everyone there to gather in. “We have qualifiers this weekend as you know. I understand you all have been working very hard, and I appreciate that, but we need to go out there and show our best work. Especially after what happened last season. I won’t sugar coat it. After Alexis left in the middle of last season I could tell everyone’s morale has been low.” He paused for a moment, debating his next words carefully. “I know it was a very hard time for all of us. I have recently gotten word that she has decided to join the northern regions team. She will be your competitor this season. So let’s all go out there and leave it on the ice alright?” He smiled at them reassuringly. “I’ll start working with Angel and Skates on their individual pieces. And then Vincent and Lovely there are some things in specific I would like to catch up on. For now continue warming up on the far side of the ice.”

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Practice had gone smoother than they thought. They were in a great spot and had actually performed better today than they ever had. They were in the zone.

As soon as practice finished they quickly took off their skates, throwing them in their purple bag, shoving on their running shoes. They walked out into the main area, pushing past two large glass doors and walking over to rink C, curious if the stranger they met before was there. He was. It looked as though he was playing left winger, the captain was center, and the one who had called him over was right defenseman. There was also a taller man at left defenseman, a short man with curly hair as goalie, and someone who’s name they couldn’t make out as right winger. They watched as he maneuvered around the other members of his team and shot the puck, sending it reeling into the back of the net.

The way he cheered and took off his helmet had them giggle to themself. He was so adorable. They were about to turn around and stop peering through the glass doorway, when their gaze met his. They shyly smiled at him as he winked at them, smile as toothy and bright as ever. They couldn’t wait to see him again. They hoped it would be sometime soon.

@itsdaifuku !! I hope you like part 1

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zeerohpunk · 7 months

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crying over my own fic rn

#why did i do this to myself #i hope yall like lovely angst #sam x lovely x vincent oh boy #its almost 3am and i am a PUDDLE of my own MAKING while listening to this sad fucking playlist #alexa play the exit by conan gray #redacted audio #redacted asmr #redactedverse #zeeroh speaks #redacted vincent #redacted lovely #redacted sam

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scmoobly · 1 year

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Forever yours | Vincent Solaire

Goodbyes are harder for the ones that are left behind

Warning: [character death] [dealing with the pain of loss] [language]

It had already been months since that day but Vincent still couldn't find the strength in himself to keep going. To keep living.

But he didn't have a choice.

He couldn't die anyway.

Maybe that was his punishment for bringing you into his world. For loving you so much that every second without you felt like its own kind of hell.

He had been looking at the polaroid of you for what seemed like hours but even hours weren't enough.

He wished he had held you closer, kissed you harder, and ingrained every feature of you so deep into his body that he would've had to try and fail to forget you.

Neither William nor Sam could get Vincent to come out of your home let alone be around other people at all.

At first, he seemed fine. It was your choice after all. He knew he had to respect your decision to want to let your life end as a human. He knew he had no right or say in the decision you made, but it still hurt so fucking much.

When the cruel reality that he still had an eternity to live without you set in he started to starve himself for long periods of time. He liked to think that torturing himself into absolute fucking insanity would numb the pain of not having you by his side anymore.

It didn't change a thing though.

You were still gone. And he was still here.

William and Sam would take turns visiting Vincent to make sure that he was drinking enough blood to at least keep him alive

"I can't do it, William-" He cried in the arms of the older vampire. "Please make it go away-" He held onto the other as if he was holding on for dear life. "Vincent.."

As his maker, William felt every stab that Vincent inflicted upon himself with his words and his thoughts. The hatred and pure helplessness towards himself was so deep that no matter how far down he cut into Vincent's entire being William wouldn't have been able to find the part of him that still believed in life.

"I wish I could Vincent, If there were anything I could do so that you won't have to go through this, I would do it in a heartbeat, but that is the pain we take on when we choose this life." He knew in his heart that William was telling him the truth but the truth didn't make it better. It didn't comfort him. It didn't bring you back.

Fuck, he missed you much.

He would roam around your apartment in an effort to relive the memories you left behind. He would lay on your bed hugging the clothes that still had a hint of your smell and cry himself to sleep.

Even in his dreams, he couldn't escape the constant reminders of you or the last time he saw you, losing the light in your eyes.

How could he forget?

The moment he asked you for your forever as you lay in his arms almost lifeless and you used the last ounce of your strength to pull your hand away from his, reaching up and holding his cheek. You smiled weakly, running your fingers gently against his cold skin.

"I love you so much, Vincent, so much. And if this is how it's meant to end I'm grateful that I could give you the very last of myself-" You choked as you tried to finish your sentence.

"Lovely please-" He silently begged as tears poured from his eyes, leaning into your hand desperately trying to feel your warmth that was quickly growing colder. "Don't leave me, please."

He held you tightly in his arms, rocking back and forth as if he could absorb you and keep you in his heart forever.

But no such thing happened.

You passed with the remnants of a smile still on your face. Your body lay still in his arms and he remembered the distinct moment when he couldn't hear your heart beat anymore.

When he was at his worsts he'd wish, if only he had just turned you despite you telling him not to. He would've dealt with the aftermath. He would've been okay with it if you never wanted to see him again as long as he knew you were alive.

More time passed and Vincent had finally gathered the courage to visit your grave from time to time. He still broke down when he came back to an empty house where you were no longer waiting for him, but he was trying his best.

Vincent got down on his knees and placed the bouquet of carnations near your stone, swiping away the stray leaves and dust that had gathered around it.

"It's been months Lovely, but it feels likes decades have passed. I struggle to even remember the sound of your voice now-" His voice cracked towards the end, tears pooling around his eyes like it was instinct. He couldn't even think about you without crumbling into pieces.

He didn't want you to see the pitiful state he was in where ever you were so he wiped away his tears and put on a brave face once more, facing your grave with a heavy heart.

"You're missed Lovely, and if missing you is pain then I am ready to be in that pain for the rest of my life. As long as it keeps a part of you in it. Anything as long as even a fragment of you is still there."

He placed his forehead on the gravestone, letting out muffled sobs.

"You aren't mine but I'll forever be yours."

#ao3 #fanfic #headcanons #redacted asmr #redacted headcanons #redacted audio #redacted lovely #redacted vincent #vincent x lovely #redacted darlin #redacted angel #redacted davey/angel #redacted david #vincent solaire #lovely #redactedverse #redacted inversion #redacted imperium

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ackermanbitch · 1 year

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pictures that perfectly describe some redacted couples imo pt.2

ash and babe

guy and honey (get it cus- get it because uh because yk)

milo and sweeheart

david and angel

gav and freelancer

vincent and lovely

amanda and christian

hux and damien

#sorry i found more pics BJVSHJ #redacted asmr #david shaw #redacted audio #redacted davey #redacted angel #davey x angel #redacted guy #redacted honey #redacted huxley #redacted damien #redacted vincent #redacted lovely #redacted freelancer #redacted milo #redacted sweetheart #redacted asher #redacted babe #redacted gavin

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biteforblood · 8 months

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[ HEADCANONS #1 ] various.

✶ notes : gn!reader, fluff, sillies being silly, cursing, brief mention of blood / bugs, 0.4k

gavin is always whispering close in fl’s ears, especially at the most inconvenient times ( e.g. doing the dishes, on the phone — specially important calls, studying, … ) they’ve gotten in the habit of holding him at arm’s length like ya hold a kid back by their head

( pre-turning ) when vincent was running low on energy ( i.e. in need of blood ), he would hang off of lovely. that, or push his face into their neck and gently nip at the skin; not so hard as to draw any blood ( not without permission first ) but not so light that they couldn’t feel it

asher adores wearing skirts — especially with fishnets or thigh highs underneath. the shorter the skirt, the better. he knows he looks hot and he is going to flaunt it

also also, speaking of asher in skirts, you cannot tell or convince me otherwise that he doesn’t love fucking around with gender norms / gendered clothing ( same goes for guy 100%, these bitches would trade outifts, ideas, tips )

caelum randomly head butts people like a ram. not like super hard, but like a little nudge, like a little ‘bamp!’ y’know…that, once or twice, has knocked the wind outta people…it’s fiiine

damien and huxley are plant dads to so so…so many plants. and, yes, huxley has given them all names, some more serious than others, and yes again, he refers to them as such, and yes yet again, he will tell you all their names and why he chose it just for that plant

anton loves bugs — moths, butterflies, ladybugs, spiders, all the bugs and crawlies. he can identify nearly every single one and knows most of their latin names

the second sweetheart or milo so much as sits or lays down — on the couch or on their bed, whether to do work or relax, wherever and whatever the reason — aggro is jumping up onto them and laying down. could be snuggled in their lap or loafed on their back, he is there. if he’s not right on top of them, he’s right up next to them

furthermore, aggro will not move until he is happy and ready to. if they try to move him, he will cry until a) they stop or b) they stop. there is no other way, sweetheart or milo is stuck

honey is not a very touchy person ; they never really have been. they’ll share hugs with friends and family, but even then it’s slim and anyone outside of that is only slimmer

and then guy, mr. touchy-touch-starved himself, popped into their life and, slowly but surely, honey grew to like physical touch and affection. they’re still not super comfortable with touch, but with guy…they’ve found themselves craving it juuust a little bit, not that they’ll ever really admit it

#[ ✶ . blood loss ]#redacted asmr x reader #redacted audio x reader #redacted anton #redacted asher #redacted caelum #redacted damien #redacted gavin #redacted guy #redacted huxley #redacted milo #redacted vincent #redacted freelancer #redacted honey #redacted lovely #redacted sweetheart

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