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UK Harper’s Bazaar December 2015 SUITE FRANÇAISE Photographer: Koto Bolofo Model/Celebrity: Clémence Poésy

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Skateboarders are some of the most creative people I know

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Surprise! Lately there's too much negativity in the rp community, so here is a message to let you know that I love seeing you on my dash and to let you know that you're valued and loved. Why don't you help me bring back the positivity back into the rp community and spread this message around on anon to your favourite blogs?! Of course it's not an obligation, but you'll make people happy if you do!

//thank youuu whoever you lovely person are. 

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Dani could hear them as they went up the stairs. Every whisper and murmur had her slowing her pace and eventually she stopped all together at the top of the stairs. She turned and looked down at Countess, her gaze flickering momentarily to catch a couple of them staring back. They, of course, looked away immediately and Dani narrowed her eyes at them. 

“Tell them.” She squared her shoulders and let her gaze slide back to Countess’s, brows furrowed slightly. “Tell them the truth. I want to hear you say it.”

Whispers would happen when they left their sights. Every one would wonder why she was not on her knees weeping or begging her to die. They had witnesssed the humiliation suffered at the hands of The Countess. To see her unharmed, no matter if she was covered in blood, she was now broken. How could this be?

“Let them whisper,” she murmured before instructing Daniella to move her feet faster to her bedchambers. If this was true, and it was, they held a large hole to fill with time wasted torturing her. Well, the torture aided to secure her further to her side. Who would want Daniella in such a horrid state? “They wonder if I will feast on you. You survived longer than other females and they wonder over your secret.”

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//Replies are trickling out, slowly, but they’re coming. I’m finally starting to get out of my funk. hooray.

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A grin split his face in two and he couldn’t help but chuckle under his breath when Kellen missed his cue. It was so fucking cute. Though, admittedly, he probably would’ve done the same thing. 

He cleared his throat and took a breath, having to prepare himself for what was coming next, especially when his lover got choked up cause, dammit, he wasn’t going to cry. But then Kellen started and the lump in his throat grew with each word, so large it took several swallows to get it down. Fuck. He sniffed and grinned back at him, turning his attention to Mayor when he said it was his turn. He nodded and opened his mouth, that urge to tear up keeping him silent. Shit. 

A different voice broke through the silence then. Maverick heckling him from the front row, “Come on, the bars ain’t gonna be open all night, mate.” 

He shot his friend a look but the interruption was a much appreciated one. The resounding laughter from the rest of the audience broke the tension and when he looked back at Kellen, what he wanted to say finally unstuck it from his throat. 

“Kellen, baby, you... flipped my world upside down. And then you took it and shook it all up. Like I can’t ever go back to the way I was even if I wanted to. I thought I was happy. I was going through life with a ‘I don’t need anyone’ attitude. Honestly, I never thought I’d be here. I mean, you know how much I fought this. I thought I was gonna be fighting this for years but... I love you. Being your boyfriend just wasn’t enough. I want everything with you. You are so fucking amazing to me, you make me feel like I matter. There were holes in me I didn’t know I needed filling until you filled them. Er—I mean.. Uuh.. heh, you know, what? I ain’t even sorry cause it’s true. Baby, you complete me. As cheesy as that sounds you do and I promise you ain’t ever gonna have to deal with the bullshit you dealt with in the past. I’m yours and I’m here to stay. I love you.”

Vows.

He was almost too tangled up in him to pay attention to the beginning of the proceedings; the vampire completely ensnared with the mirrored happiness coming from the man before him. They were glowing, boyish and anxious to don that ultimate title. Husband. The words weaved in and out from him, eyes connecting with eyes. “Gathered here today….. Kellen Vincent Courtenay …. Ralph Maynard…  bonds….. eternal love…. God’s blessing…. vows,” a moment of pause after that. “Kellen, the vows,” Mayor said under his breath. There was a quiet chuckle from the front row of their seats; Kellen finally snapping out of his haze of adoration to realize he’d been missing a cue. “It’s time to say your vows, Kellen,” his friend said with a smile; hand on his shoulder.

Kellen grinned, a little sheepish; attention returned to Ralph. He hadn’t planned any vows. He knew it’d be effortless to recite what was on his heart. There was an abundance of material there to pull from. “Ralph…” he began, choked suddenly on emotion as it bottlenecked in his throat. Lip quivered, a rapid blink to control himself.

“From the moment I met you, I knew that I was going to be in trouble. I knew… that life for me wasn’t going to be the same. I was hooked. One look and I was hooked from you. There wasn’t a time that I doubted that we’d end up together. You’ve brought me so much warmth. Everything I’ve needed this entire time has been embodied in you. The darkness for me has finally subsided and I have a peace that I never thought I’d ever get. A peace I didn’t deserve. You’re my best friend. Around you, I sometimes forget what I am and forget what’s happened to me. I forget that I’m supposed to be a monster. I love you. I will always love you. I promise, I fucking /promise/ that I’m always going to be loyal. Be there for you. Do anything in my ability to make you happy,” he said, squeezing warmer hands with his colder.

Some of those restrained tears finally shed, lower tier bit to keep himself from being overcome by the happiness that threatened to consume him completely. Jades glistened, his dull heart picking up with a harder beat.

“Mister Maynard, your vows?” the angel furthered, giving the man a moment to absorb Kellen’s words and further prepare his own.

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Gregory always had eyes and ears around the neighborhood, he had to for the kind of business he ran. So when a group of people, who stuck out like an eyesore, stepped onto their streets he was probably one of the first to know about it. 

“Eh they’re harmless..” He told Pete, the guy who ran the local liquor store. Wasn’t the first time a group of hoity toitys tried to run them out and it probably wouldn’t be the last. 

But when he stepped out of the back room and saw her his eyes turned to slits, and he sighed in annoyance. Great. 

Still, their history wasn’t too tumultuous and she probably didn’t know this was his block so he stepped forward, walking towards her with slight curl to his lips; almost inviting but clearly not. 

“Ammit… didn’t think this was your kind of town. What’re you doing here?”

it’s just good business

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   The properties she had seen so far would be perfect for what she is going to accomplish here. Good location and potential for a very high number in return profits when she sells the land bit by bit to the buyers she had lined up. 

Walking along with a small entourage of those that worked for her, fingers working their smartphones and tablets to set up meetings with owners of the area around. All with one goal: getting them to sell for the price she’d pay them or taking by force if need be.

They’d ended up in one of the smaller local business that was in the middle of the area she had planned on purchasing. Scouting the place; she figured an arcade like this wouldn’t be something that was missed terribly. Saying as much to the assistant standing next to her.

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//Activity should return to normal here pretty soon. Sorry for the absence but this last month has been pretty much dedicated to my best friend's wedding. That is all over and done with now though so after I take a few days to recoup I'll start tackling the replies I owe. If anyone I owe replies to would rather drop what we had and start something new just let me know. Otherwise, I'm just going to focus on what's currently in my drafts.

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//alright can’t keep my eyes open anymore, will try to do more tomorrow. 

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He snorted, already moving in the direction of her studio. “I told you. I haven’t decided. Need to see what you can offer first, then we’ll talk. Your studio’s this way..?”

“Not my soul. I gave that one up a long time ago.” A pair of heels? Nah. Her photography? Never. She didn’t try to think too hard on it, but smiled at his vague answer. “You’re not getting an organ either. Most of them you wouldn’t want since I’ve finally stopped smoking.” Drinking, not so much. “So, does that narrow it down some more?”

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“Yeah, that’s kind of the point. I like to know who’s working for me.” 

         “I— uh… th- that’s kind of a personal question, don’t you think..?” 

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“.......Fine. Did you try turning it the other way? Or maybe you should bang on it that might help. I mean, that’s what you do when things are broken right? You hit them?”

“The silent treatment isn’t going to get things done any faster either, so could you maybe just help for like, two seconds? Please?”

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He glowered at him, rolling his eyes and pursing his lips. “You’re just gonna fucking laugh, they’re not even that good.” 

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“Seriously? We should go, at least to check it out.” He nodded enthusiastically. “And I mean, if it gets too crazy we can leave.”

"Ihavetotellyousomething."

“Is it good or bad? Cause I gotta be honest, if it’s bad I dunno if my little heart could take it.”

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Ralph chuckled and sat down opposite him, a fresh sheet of paper spread out between them. “Yeah that’s cool, I’ll see what I can do. Why don’t you start shooting off ideas and I’ll sketch some stuff out. We can get to details later.” 

“Um, I have a few rough idea’s for what I want, but I’m not really that good at drawing so I need a little help in that department, ‘cause don’t have anything specific I can show you, just maybe explain what I’m looking for, if that’s okay?” Brett shrugged, not knowing if it was okay to be so vague, but he figured Ralph probably got asked to design custom work pretty often, so he’d at least know more about what he was doing than Brett did.

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“A bit?” Gregory looked the other up and down. Now that he had caught his outline in the dark he refocused and turned to face him fully. “You some kind of hybrid?” He had to be. He could smell the wolf on him but whatever else was mixed in he couldn’t place. 

Die opened his eyes. They gave off a faint golden glow in the dark. “You came close, better than most.” He grinned, showing off his  teeth, making him very akin to the Cheshire cat, not that he was trying to be. “You’re not the only wolf who comes looking when they catch my scent. I’m a bit off, I know.”

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