⌗ 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝-𝑠𝚄𝙲𝙺𝙴͟𝚁͟ ꒷꒦ retweeted
hiii i’m outside your house with a chainsaw, come have a talk with me about art stealing
it’s fine... go skin the rabbits and chop up the meat. it’s freezing out today, but the fire’s almost lit. [ a prickle of blame stings his thoughts, eyes darting down to the struggling flame as the first faint sparks catch life. ]
[ that unexpected baritone vibrates the floorboards, jolting the vampire so hard his tinderbox stone clatters free, pinging off the hearth. ] what is wrong with you? a little heads-up before you shape-shift would be nice! 💢
[ eyes dwelling on the canine beast for a beat, he turns, throwing one last look back: guess we're just vibing as a giant canine today, cool. then, disappears inside to dump the rabbits in the makeshift kitchen and stoke the fireplace. ]
do you like it straight-up raw, or do you prefer it prepared and cooked? [ head canting in contemplation, it appears the bloodsucker has grown far too used to nursing the wolf. ] how about i light the fireplace for us?
[ dead rabbits hang slack from calloused hands, fresh blood seeping down the fur. ] alright, big guy. i guessed this is what werewolves go for. is it to your liking?
⌗ 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝-𝑠𝚄𝙲𝙺𝙴͟𝚁͟ ꒷꒦ retweeted
your partner should never be your first priority. your first priority should always be crown prince of castrum kremnos mydeimos the undying
[ vampire finally gives in, offering no further resistance and allowing the werewolf to do entirely as he pleases, without an ounce of strength left to oppose him today, he lets his head topple wearily onto that shoulder, eyelids »
shut up, that’s unnecessary. [ there he goes again, attempting to put some distance between them. ] you’re embarrassing. 🌀
[ satisfied that his daily quota of comfort and warmth has been thoroughly met, he reluctantly eases himself away from that broad chest, clearing his throat softly as he wonders if he let himself get a bit too swept up in the moment. ]
⌗ 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝-𝑠𝚄𝙲𝙺𝙴͟𝚁͟ ꒷꒦ retweeted
and i think that’s what a father is——a blade that never stops cutting.
[ burying his face flush against werewolf’s ribs, he drinks in the steady thrum of his heartbeat and the molten heat coming from him. it feels like an unearned blessing to have someone so vastly larger to hold onto. ]
[ he can’t help the soft warmth that blooms in his chest whenever castorice acts so irresistibly adorable, her pure innocence has an almost effortless magic to it, never failing to carve a smile straight across his »
features. ] right, i’ll assemble everything we need for the recipe, and you take the wheel. lead the way, chef, i’m following your instructions to the letter. [ he hardly has to exert an inch of his reach, with a single extension of »












