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"I know they're about to host a party for my birthday", mumbled Cain as he was beating another stage of the match three game on his phone as he was hanging upside down from the ceiling. "I want you to sabotage it." || @painforcain
"Your... Birthday?" Raven repeated, getting the eyes away from his Alice in Wonderland book.
His eyes darted around the room several times without seeing anything, a very puzzled expression on his face. Nonetheless, every thought disappeared as soon as he laid his eyes on Cain: stupid of him to still wonder about a being who was literally defying the basical rules of gravity right now.
"So, you're an Aquarius, I'm a Libra. There's affinity." he simply commented with a grin, deciding not to ask any further questions, which were more about the date Cain had picked than about the reasons why he wanted Raven to sabotage it.
"Let's see..." he mumbled. "Can you get your hundreds bodyguards out of our ways for a few hours? Just the time we need to board my jet... There are a few islands in the Pacific Oceans with literally one single cabin on them." He got out of Cain's bed to look at him. He tilted his head to reach the cealing: no lies, Raven would have loved to sit like that at least once, no matter how uncomfortable it looked.
"I know, I know... You are probably imagining indoor explosions, fire, chaos, Hell on Earth..." he continued. "But... If it could be something that won't get me another step closer to be mysteriously murdered for natural causes by your Inner Council..."
He took a break, imagining them on a tropical island. Silence, alcohol, weed and some bags of blood. Alone, truly alone for the first time ever.
"I'd love that."
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"Who gave you the right to have such a beautiful ass?" || @painforcain
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“Oh, I imagine a more religious man would say it was a god-given right,” Dorian quipped, running a hand through golden locks as he turned to appraise the creature who had dared to approach him. “I, on the other hand, acknowledge that it is mine and was given to me by nobody. Do you always greet strangers like this, or am I a special case?” Rarely had he met men who were so brazen. It was certainly a turn-on, if he was being honest, but the other had no business knowing that. Yet. A few more hours at this club, and perhaps he’d be more willing to play something other than coy.
#🖼 immortality of a portrait 🖼 c; dorian gray#🖼 collector of curios 🖼 v; antique shop owner#painforcain#pfffft thank you for this 🤣💜
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{{ dis is @painforcain ~🥰✨😌 such a cutie💋
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|| Me when I saw this poster (luckily I haven't watched the movie): Who the hell saw the script and thought "I'm so gonna produce this masterpiece!"
One second later, this appeared in my mind:
Cain *high af, without even realizing he is speaking with a movie producer in his office*: ...And I want a zombies. And a christian pastor. And a lot of fire. What about you, Love?
Raven *twice higher than Cain*: Why do I see ninjas with katana swords.
Cain: Did you hear the man? Ninjas with katana swords. What about velociraptors, Love? Don't you like velociraptors? Everyone likes velociraports.
Raven: I love velociraptors.
Producer: That would require a budget of at least 20k dollars.
Cain: Raven, write a check for 35k. But I request that only real velociraptors are used.
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Its time.
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Essay prompt: what makes a Great Writing Partner actually great?
Answer: Rewrite very angsty threads via DM in the most idiotic way
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¦¦ WE love you BOTH to the Moon and back!
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Rumors Spring to LIfe
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Their were rumors of another breed of vampires. Their were rumors that the first was Cain, son of Adam and Eve. Rumors. And being so fully against God and the Devil existing, Lestat had gone to prove those rumors to be just that.
And then he stood before him.
“You’re supposed to be the son of Adam and Eve? You don’t look like much.”
Lestat was careful, but that didn’t stop him from circling the younger looking man like a predator.
“You know...you look a little like a modern musician. Rock music at that. Perhaps a bit metal. I like the look. You could easily be one of my groupies.”
Lestat smiled, showing a bit of fang before giving a sweeping bow.
“I am Lestat de Lioncourt, vocalist for the band ‘The Vampire Lestat’, and you look good enough to eat.”
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Detention with Cain and whoever you pick 💋 @painforcain
Breakfast Club | @painforcain
“Well, this bites,” Billy muttered, scanning the detention room for any other unlucky occupants. Surprisingly, it seemed to be a pretty light day, with only himself and one other person condemned to endure an hour of boredom under the watchful eye of his homeroom teacher. Better than being alone, but still not ideal. He was about to sit down next to the guy when their jailer spoke up.
“Alright, Loomis, you know the drill. You can read or do school work, but no talking.”
“Yes, sir,” came Billy’s chipper reply, knowing full well that the teacher would be snoring in maybe ten minutes. Then he could grill the newbie to his heart’s content. Seconds ticked by, adding up to minutes, and before long, the dreary silence was cut by what could be compared to the dulcet tones of a lawnmower. Billy smirked and turned to his fellow student. “Sooo…what are you in for? I’ve never seen you here before, and I gotta admit, I’m curious.”
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"Come back to bed and sleep or else", Cain grumbled somewhere in the dark.
@painforcain —xx
Solanine wasn’t sure what was keeping him awake, to much energy? His brain wouldn’t stop thinking of things? Or maybe even thoughts of how he missed his mother..? Hmm..he wasn’t sure.
The blonde heard Cain’s voice echoing in the room, he must of woke up when Sol had slid out the bed. He spun on his heels and made his way back, crawling up to his partner and curling up beside him. “I’m sorry I woke you…” He whispered faintly, kissing Cain gently before relaxing his head against the ancients chest.
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RaiN through the Ages
- Raven & Cain -
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¦¦ Unrequested Moodboard for our boys based on some of our most legendary threads, because today it's Rain vibes and that's it. 😐
It's the first I make with this App, I hope you like it...
#painforcain#Cain#Moodboard#rain through the ages [raven & cain]#Longing /ˈlɒŋɪŋ/: noun - a yearning desire.#[I really enjoyed making this - if anyone wants one of our Muses let me know! 😍]
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Captivate||
Peter did not expect the night to take a turn like this, it had been just like any other full moon night, he had been running through what he thought was unclaimed territory , hunting and chasing as was his right , fangs ripping into flesh blood splattering the ground when he was attacked, it had happened so fast and he had tried to fight back but was overwhelmed and overpowered when something sharp pierced him and his world turned black.
He was awake now and human again, the warmth of the fur gone and leaving him shivering as he realized he was naked and in a room of some kind, the scent of silver making him bristle . “… fuck… “ he groaned holding his head . “H-HEY!” He called out. “Let me out !!”
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"Challenge accepted"
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Cain's dungeons were a delicate mix of every-flavour rooms, switching from a 1920 brothel to a Gothic novel prison. All accordingly to the exquisite taste the owner had acquired in millenia, Raven always assumed.
The choice for that night wasn't supposed to be anything extreme. Raven, after all, had a cold and scientific mind and he didn't need fireworks to impress, even someone like Cain. Old styled wrought iron bed, some creepy redish light, and a leather suitcase with all the necessary.
Raven was sitting on the large bed beside his Lover. If it wasn't for his excited face, one might have thought he was giving a pep talk to a bratty child.
"Do you know how frustrating it is to try to give you pain? No thrill of a near-death experience, it's impossible to cut too much or stab too deep, and you heal so damn fast…" Raven smiled broadly and his tone drastically changed. "Luckily we are not in the Dark Age anymore."
That said, he turned around and grabbed the suitcase he had brought with him, popping it open on the bed.
"Before we begin, a little trivia." he continued with the calmest tone he could find. Creating expectation was fully part of the experience. "First question: What's the hardest material in nature after diamond?" Raven smiled and threw a pair of handcuffs on the mattress. "Tungsten. That's what those handcuffs are made of. You might want to try breaking them later…"
Then he took out a black plastic bottle with no label. "Second question: Do you know what purest hydrogen peroxide is? It kills healthy skin cells and immune cells within the wound and slows blood vessel formation: in short, it delays healing. It keeps the wounds from sealing."
Raven still had more tools to show, but the next one required a bit of cooperation. He took out two crystal goblets and two of what looked like big blood vials. He uncapped the latter and poured the contents in the glasses, one each. "Third question. Not a trivia. Do you trust me? I'm gonna tell you what's in here after you drink from both goblets."
He handed the crystal glasses to Cain, holding one on each hand, in the noble manner he was taught centuries before. He could hardly contain his excitement.
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Choose: Myrkr and Cain 😏
"Hmmm... I mean I care deeply about them both. The relationship I have with Myrkr is far different to the one I have with Cain... God i know whoever I don't pick will be mad and I don't want them to be coz I do love them both. But... Myrkr, because I've known him longer and he gets me..."
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A large panther slowly made his way down from the tree, landing in front of the werewolf in the night. His big paws were silent, but he let out a quiet, short purr, as if it was a question. || @painforcain
The werewolf sat up suddenly as the large black shape suddenly landed in front of him, he was on guard instantly but also curious, he tilted his head to the side, sniffing the air as his tail wagged slowly hoping this was a friend and not foe.
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Shackled reverse, Stolas || @painforcain
The whispered pleas and prayers to him caught the demon off guard as he had been doing the most mundane tasks for the day. He had paused in his search for a new coat despite the one he's wearing now is still useful but he has a habit in keeping backups. His eyes had flashed golden yellow for a second before he glanced outside the window. Setting his jaw, he leaves the shop in silence as the whispers continued and once he was outside of the humans' view; the demon disappeared.
Appearing at the ritual site, Stolas stood a good distance away and huffs softly. Once the ritual had finished, he watched as the people left and kept his attention on their sacrifice before approaching once they were gone. He knew that this man was not any ordinary person and that he smells of death as well as blood. Lucifer's first creation. Now why would they think I'd want to do anything to him? Once he was close enough, the demon prince just circles the trapped man.
"And here I thought you were unstoppable," he mused, "What did they think I'd do to you? I want no parts of Lucy's playthings.."
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My very serious note to your Royal Council.
I don’t want to fix him. I just want to temporarily relieve his hysteria by giving him an earth shattering orgasm.
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😏✨2 is better than 1 [closed] — @painforcain
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Solanine was lounging around in manor, reading a few books he had found to occupy his time til’ Angel had come home, he had been waiting all day with Cain and the two vampires had missed their partner so much that they’ve become needy and hungry for lust.
The blonde huffed out a sigh and glanced over at the ancient. “He always takes so long in that studio, I swear I wanna tell his manager off.” He pouted. “I’m not sure about you but I have such an itchy need that needs attention..” Sol whines as he rubs his knees together.
“Maybe if we sent a video of us making out it’ll make him leave faster.” He giggled to himself. “I’m sure he’d love having to hide his boner at work and around his band mates. Serves him right!”
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