#{the lament of a painters tragedy || liam's mv}

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M!A Power: Liam gains the ability to stop time as a power for 17 hours

Funny, he didn’t necessarily feel any different, certainly not as if he could stop time on a whim like this so-called magical anon says he can. So, out of curiosity, he decided to test it out, not quite sure how to go about it but still figuring it was worth it. His brow furrowed as he tried to use the power from his mind, the sudden silence that greeted him had those green eyes glancing about as a laugh rang from his cold lips. He tried again, returning it to how it was, only that much more amazed as he tried it a few more times. Frozen, normal, frozen, normal all the while laughing. As he settled down, he tried to think of what he should do now with it and found himself drawing a blank. With a sigh, he turned to the one beside him. “Hey question, if you had the ability to stop time on a whim, what would you do with it?”

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“please, please, i’ll do anything just talk to me.” Saoirse at whoever X3

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A smirk curled at the edges of cold pale lips, forest green eyes flashing with mirth. “Oh darling,” he chuckled, fingers pulling the cigarette up to his lips as he stole a long drag, blowing the smoke off to the side. “You should know better than to say something like that to a man like me.” Long fingers combed through those messy red locks, his eyes still on her as he leaned against the wall behind him. “What shall I have you do?” He rubbed his chin, acting as if he really had to give it a moment for thought before his smirk grew. “How about a kiss, beautiful?” Liam winked, rather enjoying teasing her a bit.

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@alicehart : [Text]: And what if I said yes? Better be careful what you say, mister! Enjoy the photo~

[Text] Then I’d say it’s a gentleman's duty to make sure that a woman such as yourself isn’t lonely.

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"Well, Serendipity is my stripper name" { Isis cause she's gross and I hate her XD }

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“Is that so?” The vampire chuckles, cold digits shoving a few his red strands from his face as forest green eyes gazed over at the female before him. “Well, all our little meetings and such certainly were serendipitous, good thing I can even influence you in that, love. Though I wonder if I stopped by, would you give me a little dance?” He leaned forward, smirk clear on his lips as he playfully grasped her chin and raised it to meet their gazes. 

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Yet another day passed, only to end in failure. The male hadn’t even come up with one single hint of where the vampire he was tracking was. Nothing at all, it was as if he had just dropped off the face of the planet. Liam exhaled,  a long stream of smoke billowing from his lips as the cigarette burned. The scent of alcohol was clear upon the male, on his hand and lingering on his shirt from when someone had knocked into him. Just another day in the wonderful life of a changed vampire.

Two vials sat in the pocket of his cargo pants, his reserve stock for if he should need it. His arms were crossed over his toned chest, back leaning against the brick wall on the side of some random building. His forest green eyes were distant, pulling forth memories in which he’d rather not think of at the moment. But with no luck so far in his search, he had no choice but to keep pushing forward and hoping that soon enough, the one he was hunting down would show himself. At the sound of approaching footsteps, those deep eyes of his shift, glancing to the one who seemed to be coming directly towards him. A red brow raised, eyeing the other suspiciously.

“What do ya want?” He asked, though his voice wasn’t very welcoming, it wasn’t overly rude either. He just wasn’t in the mood to be bothered.

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❥ { from Isis }

||  Send  ❥ to hug my muse from behind. || @fracturedxprospice ||

A chuckle rumbled in the male’s chest, Liam enjoying the antics between the two of them far more than he would have expected to as he glanced over his shoulder at Isis. “Well, hello to you too, beautiful.” A wink of those deep green eyes followed his words, a smirk playing on cold lips as he tossed his cigarette to the ground and stomped it out. He could be a regular jackass at times, but there were certain moments where he wasn’t as cruel as he usually was and for once, he figured he’d be nice and not blow smoke in the lovely ladies face.

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"Hey, Irish Boy" A usual slightly devious smile stretched across her face. "Honestly, I don't know anything about this holiday. Never really paid all too much attention to it... BUT--" She leaned up and planted a kiss right on to his lips. What can be said? She definitely go big or go home..

|| Celebrate St Patrick’s Day with the leprechaun || @fracturedxprospice

The moment Liam heard her voice, a smirk had already made it’s way to his lips, deep green eyes gleaming as he gazed down at her. However, any words that had been ready to leave his lips were silenced by the sudden connection with hers. He shouldn’t have been surprised, really, but he was in the end. He hadn’t expected her to actually pull this off but he certainly didn’t mind as his cold hand found a spot upon her waist, his other tilting her chin up just the slightest before she could slip away and returned her kiss with one of his own but his firmer, demanding even. And as they finally parted, he smirked before licking his lips. “Mmm, delicious. I definitely feel the luck, darlin’.”

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{Tag dump for Liam}