#lucentsin

[knownasbeacon]

❝ you’re not perfect, and i’m sure not. but you’re better than they are. ❞ ( for chibs)

⠀⠀〝 y’tryin’ to convince me or yerself, darlin’? 〞reaching for that glass of scotch that resides on the bar in front of him, he takes it back in just a few seconds. his face wincing at that familiar burn often sought at the bottom of this glass.

it’s the second time he’s frequented this bar, but this time he’s wearing his colors. that familiar reaper adorned his back, but the being wasn’t in this facility to take lives — but rather to accompany the man who sought to be amongst them. the living that was.

this reaper, and his current title in the charter, carried death wherever it went. and while it was a second - skin he couldn’t rid himself of, it loomed like a shadow wherever he went.

he makes a brief movement of flashing two fingers, just to signal for another shot to be poured.

[grote5querie]

enzo laikos is one stubborn son of a bitch. even with the way he'd been berated by the rest of the guys, even with the way @lucentsin had practically kicked him to the curb with the heel of her shoe -- he's come back for more. he steps into the club a little less pronounced than he did the night prior. he's a little less drunk and a lot more determined, but he still saunters through the place just the same. brown eyes, like the honey whiskey he gets drunk on most nights, peer around looking for her before he finds himself leaned up against the bar. "roxi workin' tonight?" he asks, that slow roll of his accent falling from his mouth like molasses as he eyes the bartender. he's offered just a point of a finger, a direction for him to follow that leads him all the way to the back of the place. without even seeing the front of her, he knows well enough that he's found his prize - though at the moment, she's in the lap of another man. if there's one thing in this world that enzo has never been good at, it's sharing. there's a huff that leaves his nose as he watches from the shadows. jealousy is a festering sore within him and even if he barely knows her, it all bites the same. leaned up against a nearby wall, he watches the way her body meets another's, how her outfit hugs her in places and seems to disappear in others. it's about all he can take when he catches sight of the man's hand lift to grip at the swell of her hip. "roxi--" his voice booms over the music she'd just been riding the beat to. enzo comes closer, "you 'bout done here, darlin'?"

[devourcr]

( @lucentsin asked: ❝ so, how old are you really ? ❞ )

armand enjoyed idle chatter with humans. he found it easy to become absorbed in his little games of pretend, in erasing over 500 years to envelop himself in the fascinating chatter of the young and vibrant. he'd become something of a regular, though he still clung tight to his secrets. he's just like any other who escaped their lives by day to become someone else by night. unwind for music, alcohol, and only ever giving away just enough to be familiar.

the question surprises him, if only because it implies there's something she knows. either through something he's said or something intuitive, if not supernatural in itself, he doesn't discount that she could know that he's more than the human he pretends to be. he'd done his best to blend, feeding just before, to cast a living glow to his cheeks, a warmth to his skin. he pretends there could be nothing more to it. ❝ if i had to guess, i'd say we're close in age, ❞ at least, they would have been when he'd died.

[sacrialege]

a small thing from the countess, ♥

it was a grueling thing, a difficult project to modernize the cortez, but it needs to be done. liz had gotten the wifi installed, but the countess was doing much more than that. she had plans to renovate entire floors in the hotel—and add a studio, a stage, where live performers could lure in people—and their money. james was helping with the architecture, of course, overseeing the building and construction of things, but the countess had put roxi in charge of her special addition. there is something in roxi that the countess recognizes, something hardworking and ambitious as elizabeth had once been in her acting career, and the countess is eager to get to know her more. she'll be good for the hotel—the countess is certain of that. "you can do whatever you like with the space," the countess informs roxi, gesturing around to the numerous construction crews and workers. "tell them and they'll make it happen. and if they don't, come and tell me and i'll have a talk with them."

@lucentsin

[wolfskrieger]

@lucentsin liked for a starter

"Come on, I'm on time. Didn't think I would show up on the first day? That hurts."

[redemn]

Happy birthday 🥳

thank you soso much friend !!! and thank you for all the little things we are doing together . thanks for making all this fun for me , and i hope to provide you the same thing in this next year of my life . x

╰ ゜KAT'S 28TH .  /  𝚋-𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 .

[metalsiren]

♠️ 🥰

INSTANTLYYYYY  thought  of  stilettos  for  roxi  are  you  kidding  me?  the  fact  that  these  two  worked  the  same  club  together  and  grew  close  because  of  their  dancing  days,  sawyer  absolutely  would  get  a  pair  of  heels!

@lucentsin sent ♠️ to find out what tattoo sawyer would get to represent them .

[lovespowermoved]

  time was always the 𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑢𝑒 was it not? no matter how fast or slow it goes by. . . . time takes 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 all things. and deep down malee 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 this; which is what made it so 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙 every time she was with @lucentsin. taking a drink from her 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑒 glass, the vampire would only smile & listen. " 𝒊'𝒎 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆, 𝒊'𝒎 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕. . . 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒄𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒐�� 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆. " a pause, as she pushed those 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑠 aside. " 𝒊𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐, 𝒊'𝒎 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚. " malee continued, before giving roxi her full attention.

[sacrialege]

a starter for a plotted thing, ♥

danny knows he’s a fucking asshole for getting angry about it, but the images in his head of another man's hands against roxi’s body sits so wrong with him. he knows it shouldn’t—they aren’t together anymore, they’re coparenting; something she’s reminded him of a million times. he knows the deal, but seeing her all dressed up like this so happy to go off to another man… it got under his skin—so danny doesn’t care if he’s being an asshole. if only he could tell her what he really wants to say…

“i don’t want him around vera, roxi, i don’t want him near the house when she’s here,” danny grinds out, choked up by all the misplaced anger bubbling up in his throat. “i don’t know what you had planned, but i’ll take her tonight.”

@lucentsin