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Anemia
Okay I'm gonna do it. The spinner must be obeyed (except for that one time with Kody.)
CW: 20 to 0 to 100 real quick, angst, cursing, Imp Vincent type of things, Anemia symptoms, Vague reference to Vincent dying at the end, Imperium, my mom only proofread part of this but then i stopped bothering her with fixing my spelling and grammar mistakes
(im not kidding if someone wants to help me proofread this shit I will literally worship the ground you walk on.)
Redacted Masterlist
Summary: Death isn't always merciful and choices don't always lead where you want them to. You just have to roll with the punches. Or the bites, so to say.
Taglist: @pinksparkl @genderfluid-bastard @quads004
When you die, the first thing that sets in is how stupid you are. How stupid you were to put yourself in this situation. Even if it wasn’t your fault, even if you were just an innocent bystander in your own demise. Although how pathetic is that? Not even having any hand in your death, someone else taking the last choice you could ever make from your hands and leaving you helpless?
The next thing that sets in is the gravity of your new reality, however short it may be. You realize the end is coming, and not in a metaphorical sense of the future. When you’re born a bullet is fired at your heart. It seems so far away as you grow up. But when the end is there, you can see the bullet approaching. Too fast to dodge, too slow to do anything but watch it come.
Time is the next thing to leave. It slows down, stretching seconds into hours. You stand there, lay there, sit, whatever you’re doing and are unable to move. You just have to let it happen to you. Even more pathetic.
What was even worse was that Lovely was just trying to make their life better. They hadn’t wanted to be stuck in a life where they were treated lesser simply because of the circumstances of their birth. They had lived their childhood with fingers crossed for a miracle to happen. To feel that sharp tang of magic trying to pull them to some invisible barrier that any magic-users they came across talked about. But puberty had come and gone and they had still been the same. Small speck of rust along for the ride in the imperium machine. Only the empowered could hold a difference.
That hope had been returned when the new king was appointed after the death of his mother. The media had followed him for all of his life. The media had noticed his friendship with one of Lovely’s own kinds of people. The media had watched the couple have their first kiss in a car, cameras capturing it and plastering it all over the internet. A promise of a different kind of future. If one of the unempowered could be raised to such a high position, surely it meant more change for the rest of them?
But that was all a play of bureaucracy. A way to give false hope so the unimaginable didn’t occur. Nothing would change for Lovely. They had accepted that. But that didn’t mean they couldn’t force something. No external cause would come by chance. But they could seek out a chance.
They snuck out of their parents home, a hoodie on to protect them from the storm brewing overhead. Dark clouds blotted out the sun, the air heavy with the promise of rain. They left behind that city that had held them in the same place for so many years, following tales and stories of the abandoned.
Leaves were scattered all over the ground, all wetted down from the rain a few hours ago. They wrapped their arms around themselves, unsure of where else to go. Overgrown greenery scaled over most of the metal machinery, bright paint faded from years of desertion. They walked further down the cracked asphalt paths, taking in the dark shapes of all the unused amusement park rides against the sky.
None of the signs flickered. This place had been emptied of life for so many years. Yet, if they squinted hard enough they could imagine what this place might have been decades ago. Cheering and laughs as boyfriends tried and failed to win prizes for their lovers. Overjoyed screams of exhilaration when the rides carried people on a twisting adventure. Gone was the smell of rot, replaced with unhealthy fairground food.
Lovely smiled as they skipped towards one of the ferris wheels. It loomed overhead, like some kind of silent sentry that still waited for someone to come ride one last time. The colored paint was peeling back from the metal, but the structure still remained whole for the most part. They climbed inside one of the cabins, sitting down and closing their eyes. They could imagine the way the music probably blasted as the wheel slowly spun, moving its rider to the heights where they could look over the whole of the park. They wondered if any couples had partaken in a shared kiss at the apex, lit up by the flashing lights below like in the movies. How many kids dropped something over the edge of the cabin to watch it hurtle towards the ground below when the parents weren’t watching and just trying to relax for whatever time they could?
They stepped out of the cabin, searching for another ride to let their imaginations run wild. They already forgot their original reason for seeking this place out. This place felt so detached from reality, it was easy to pretend that they occupied a different world. Like some alternate universe.
Their eyes locked on the pendulum ride several feet ahead. The painted sun in the middle was all but gone, but the shape still remained. The top of the pendulum had long since snapped off, but the corral still remained. They didn’t climb inside, simply standing in front of the structure. The line probably snaked all around, everyone wanting to experience that loss of gravity that came when the corral came rushing downwards once again. A drop tower stood proudly next to the ride, the seat locked a few feet above the platform.
They moved towards it, fingers tracing the rusted metal frame. Their ears rang as they could practically hear the screams that came when the seats came rushing down. Their own heartbeat quickened as they imagined the slight stall at the top to build the anticipation.
“Boo.”
They should have moved away from that ride. No, they shouldn’t have come to park seeking out change. Insignificance would have been safer.
Insignificance wouldn’t have them pushed into a room in the basement of a house. Insignificance wouldn’t have made their hands turn red from how hard they banged against the door, voice cracking as they begged to be released. They never would have needed to hear Vincent’s teasing laughter on the other side, taunting them for their stupidity.
Lovely wrapped their shaking hands in their hoodie, cold set deep into their bones. The tips of their fingers have long since gone numb, but they can’t find in themselves to care. Vincent doesn’t. But they also don’t expect him to care. He just seeks out the bare minimum of care to make sure he can drink their blood. His “ambrosia”.
He doesn’t care when they whine of a headache, instead just biting deeper into their neck. He taunts them when they forget their own name, licking the trickling blood from their wrist. He laughs when they ask for ice every time he decides they were good enough to choose what food they want to eat. He doesn’t care about how their body is cold to the touch, or how their hands shake every time they stand up.
Lovely isn’t stupid. They know they’re dying. They’re stupid for going to the amusement park. They’re stupid for thinking it could have ended any other way.
They stare at the wall of their little room, trying to ignore the cries of the newest arrival in Vincent Solaire’s personal little blood bank. If they close their eyes, they can feel their body tilting and spinning even as their legs feel like lead in water. They tell themselves that they crave Vincent’s bite as a reminder that they’re still alive. He tries to tell them its because they like it. That they’re a rare kind of cattle.
They aren’t going to ever leave. They know that now, their hope having died when their tongue grew cracked in their mouth. They can see that bullet, but still they just lay on the mattress given to them as their captor moans into the bites he’s made on their body, drinking the crimson that feels more sluggish than fast-paced in their veins. They just want the bullet to pierce their heart to put an end to the blood that got them here.
Their nails are cracked and they try not to touch anything in case they break to the nailbed again. Vincent is talking to someone upstairs, they can hear it past the ringing in their ears. He’ll come back down once the meeting is over. He’ll sink his fangs into them and drink until they pass out. It only takes a half a minute or so.
Thump.
They open their eyes, vision blurry as the sounds of arguing go silent. Did Vincent kill his stranger? It wouldn’t be the first time.
The door opens and they expect to see familiar silver eyes.
“Oh my god.”
#redacted asmr#redacted audio#redactedverse#redacted imperium#redacted imperium vincent#redacted imperium lovely
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Warning, this post is now known to cause some distress, proceed with caution.
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Do y’all think that when Asher almost died in the Inversion, somewhere in the Imperium’s version of the afterlife David recognised the vast and distant aura of his mate and longed to hold his hand. But David knew that it wasn’t his time, and that this Asher would not bring the same type of bond as his own, so he pushed him back away towards the living world. To save him.
David saved Asher’s life. That much we know. But to what extent, we can only theorise.
#love my half logical half illogical thoughts#redacted audio#redacted asher#redacted david#redacted inversion#redacted imperium#angst headcanons
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"adam's trance mightve died with him but I don't need a trance to hold you in place.."
commission i did for @nortyourself !! check out my kofi for when i post commission slots :3
#redacted audio vincent#redacted asmr#redactedasmr#redacted fandom#redacted audio#redactedaudio#redactedverse#redacted audio fanart#redacted fanart#vincent redacted#redacted asmr vincent#redacted vincent#vincent solaire#vincent solaire redacted audio#solaire clan#redacted solaire clan#redacted lovely#redacted asmr lovely#imperium!vincent#imperium vincent#imp!vincent
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Thinking about the fact that Imperium!Lovely's powers didn't kick in even when they were in danger/life threatening situations because they didn't have the will to live
#listening to the Imperium AU for the thousandth time#redacted audio#redacted asmr#redactedverse#redacted lovely#redacted adam#redacted vincent#redacted vampires#redacted imperium#boowiji talks
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its that time of year again...
some imperium cassettes i made for my listener ocs, decided to share cuz why not :D
more under the cut 👍
originally i was gonna do all of imperium s1, but then i realized that meant sitting through imp!Huxley, imp!Lasko, imp!Damien, and imp!Sam, which is something i did NOT want to do since they all make me uncomfortable 👍
back text for each cassette since its difficult to make out:
Freelancer — I didn't ask to be "special"
Starlight — For all you know, I could be neither one nor the other, but rather a secret third thing
Babe — The Department doesn't care about this, but I think you might
Lovely — Please just kill me already (bro did NOT want to be the third wheel)
blank og imperium cassette if anyone wants it :3
@moronkyne @zimix-whispers @wuegh @totheak47 @indigo-greer-collins
@chlorine3 @fedorabender @dawnofiight @definitelynuwonhere @porters-fangs
@milogreer @ambrose-mp4 @nevaroonie @paythesmith
(figured i should tag ^^)
if u wanna be added to the taglist just lmk :3
#i love torturing my ocs 💕💕💕#had fun with these actually#more than i expected#sigh imp!Avior you will always be famous to me.....#anyways#redacted asmr#redactedverse#redacted audio#redacted freelancer#redacted starlight#redacted babe#redacted lovely#redacted listener#redacted imperium#vinn says fandom things#vinn yapping#vinn says really dumb stuff#vinn's ocs
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THE SIREN AND PROFESSOR - IMPERIUM LASKO/DEAR (+FREELANCER)
this was written from a prompt i got from @piffany666 so thank you and i hope you enjoy <3
cw - lasko being a creep towards freelancer as per usual, lasko being creepy in general, dear being condescending and mildly abusive ngl, lasko is toxic too, moderate hostility, couple's quarrels, not super aggressive though , mild innuendo at the end + lasko still being a creep
wc - 1.3k
Freelancer coughs and shifts uncomfortably in their seat right in front of President Moore's desk as he rambles on and on and on about some human-born superiority bullshit. Again.
They unfortunately found themselves here at least three times a week listening to the same rant. The nodding, the fake smiles and laughter, and enduring his not-at-all-subtle advances on them both verbally and physically.
The only reason they keep coming to these is the slight chance that maybe he'll let them see Vindemeator. But that only worked once in a while.
"...like us. Right, Freelancer?"
Freelancer blinks out of their zoned-out little daze to re-plaster the smile on their face, "Mhm. Of course, Mr. Moore. We human borns are special and I appreciate you telling me that.. again. Uhm, it's getting kind of late-"
Lasko's soft laugh rings unsettling in Freelancer's ears, cutting them off. They barely conceal a shiver.
"Oh please," He grins, "I've told you countless times to call me Lasko when it's just the two of us. We're too close to be on last name basis these days."
They nod slowly, the smile frozen on their face.
Lasko leans back in his desk with a satisfied smirk, "I like seeing you smile, Freelancer. You truly are beautiful."
And Freelancer tries so hard to not let their expression waver, trying not to show the disgust they felt deep in their gut.
"Thank you, Mr M- uhh Lasko.." They force a laugh, "But that's really not necessary."
Lasko scoffs playfully, "Oh, nonsense. I can acknowledge a pretty face when I see one. And you definitely fit that bill."
They stifle what feels like their hundredth sigh when the door to Lasko's office swings open unceremoniously.
Both Freelancer and Lasko look at the new person in the room with very different expressions. Freelancer with one of curiosity and Lasko with one of exasperation.
Dear walks into the room looking down at a bunch of papers they were going though.
"Koko, I need your signature for-" They look up for a moment and double back when they see Freelancer, "-something. Oh, Freelancer. Didn't expect to see you here at this hour."
Freelancer misses the death stare they give Lasko for a split second as he nervously readjusts his tie.
They wave hesitantly with a smile that's a little more genuine, "Hi Professor."
Dear sighs, waving them off, "Don't call me that, kid, it makes me feel old."
Lasko interrupts with a tight voice, "To what do I owe the pleasure, my dear? I was under the impression that you were busy today."
They huff an all too sweet laugh, "Yeah well, clearly I'm not anymore. I wouldn't be wasting my time in here if I had work to do."
Lasko pokes his tongue at his gum in irritation, "Right.."
They only raise an eyebrow at him before looking back at Freelancer.
"So, Freelancer, what are you doing here so late? Surely you would have better things to do than spend time in here with... him." They snort, "Finished all your studying for the week or has Mr. Moore been keeping you too long? How long have you two been chatting away, hm?"
Freelancer stutters at the amount of questions but they glance over at the clock in the corner of the room, "Uhm.. around three or four hours?"
Dear laughs out of surprise, "Four hours? Goodness, Lasko, do you have no sense of time?" They turn to glare "playfully" at Lasko, smile still stretched across their face.
He sits up a little straighter, "I.. didn't realize it was getting so late. I apologize, Freelancer. Dear, do you really have nothing better to do?"
They giggle, "Than be in here riling you up? Nothing brings me more amusement."
"Must be time to find a hobby then," He says quickly, crossing his arms.
Dear looks him up and down, their smile fading. Right then, Freelancer stands up from their seat.
They grab their bag and sling it over their shoulder, smiling at the two, "I- I think I'm gonna head out now. Thank you.., Lasko, for seeing me. See you in class next week, Professor. Have a good night, you two."
They both look away from each other quickly. Lasko coughs and gives Freelancer a look that they almost interpret as pleading.
But surely the Academy's president wouldn't be pleading with them. Right?
Freelancer shrugs it off and turns around.
Dear bids them goodbye and Lasko sighs almost inaudibly.
"I'll see you next time, Freelancer. Focus on your studies now!"
Dear looks back at Lasko to continue their conversation to see him still looking at Freelancer's turned back. They follow his gaze only to find that he's staring directly at Freelancer's ass.
They clench their jaw and drop their stack of papers on the desk so loudly, that Lasko flinches at the noise.
"Eyes up here, Moore," They roll their eyes as they sit on his desk
Lasko lets the faux kind act drop in front of them and leans back lazily in his chair, "Whatever. What're the papers for?"
"Don't worry about that. I remember distinctly telling you two days ago not to ever have them in here alone with you again, you creep."
Lasko rolls his eyes, "This shit again- Yeah, and I remember distinctly telling you then that I am the president of this academy and I'll do whatever I want. You can't boss me around."
"You can hardly call yourself a president when all you do with that title is use to get into innocent human borns' pants-"
"I do not-!"
"I see the way you look at them, Lasko." They deadpan, "You're not slick in the slightest."
"I look at them like one of my students!" Lasko laughs helplessly, "I would never do that to you or them. You're being paranoid."
"You think I don't hear all the comments you make about their pretty face? Their body? Lasko, I'm not stupid."
Lasko just scoffs, "And when you go around batting your eyes at random security to get stuff from them? Or touching the other teachers so they cover for you while you go get high off your ass?" Dear smirks at him, unfazed, "It's called efficiency. I'm just getting what I want around here. You should try it."
"No thanks, I'd rather not be a whore-"
Lasko hisses when his head is pulled upwards by his chin by none other than his dearest.
They look pissed. He loved it.
"Watch yourself, President. You know you don't actually hold any power over me." They squeeze his face a little.
He huffs, "Would you let go?"
"You're so cute when you're frustrated with me, Koko." They smile falsely.
"I must be pretty damn adorable then- let go-!" He struggles a little as he tries to think about literally anything other than their hand moving to yank at his hair, "Please?"
"Take this as a lesson, hm? Leave the Freelancer alone, Lasko. Or I'll really be upset. You don't want that, do you?" Dear hums.
Lasko looks away from them, blush high on his cheeks, "No, Dear. It won't happen again."
"Look at me when you speak."
He sighs and pouts up at them, "I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you?"
Dear smiles, "Promise?"
"Always." Lasko gives a soft hum, eyeing the papers again, "And those?"
"Ah. Don't worry about what it is, just sign the last three pages and I'll be on my way."
He nods and grabs a pen from his pen holder and quickly signs off on all of them. He knows better than to question Dear when they want something from him. They'd still get it in the end so it's no use to fight in the place.
Lasko smiles when they kiss the section of hair they had pulled on before grabbing the papers.
"Thanks, Koko, I appreciate it. I'll come to yours later tonight." Dear waves, turning their back to him with a little wink.
Lasko waves back, an unsettling smirk on his lips, "Bye, see you."
He's practically drooling, looking down at their ass as they leave too.
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freak lasko vindemeator and freelancer mention old married couple's quarrel freak lasko whore duo chin grab slutty hair pull dear dear innuendo ass glance freak lasko and post
#redacted asmr#redacted audio#redactedverse#redacted asmr imperium#redacted asmr imp!lasko#redacted asmr imp!freelancer#redacted asmr imp!dear#redacted imp!lasko#redacted imp!dear#redacted imp!freelancer#FINALLYYYYYYYYY#ITS DONE#THIS TOOK SO LONG OMDS I'M SO SORRY 😭😭#this was super fun to write though#i would be in love with imp!dear too#kae's fics
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✪ thumbnail archive
-> archive (2/?)
misc. | king imperial damien / calvin solaire (lovely) / calvin solaire | geordi, lucien dév (cutie) / calvin solaire / luciano ross (angel, soon-to-be shaw) | I SWEAR calvin isn't my favorite, but for some reason I had an obsession with his icon at the time. These are '22 ish? I believe?
#redacted asmr#redacted audio#morgans listeners#thumbnail archive#morgans cassettes#redacted damien#redacted imperium#redacted lovely#redacted geordi#redacted cutie#redacted angel#gendered listener
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"Oh, puppy. If hell is real, it's gonna be pretty crowded down there."
#redacted audio#redacted asmr#redactedverse#art#illustration#redacted imperium#redacted imp!vincent#redraw#vampire#fuckin love this guy he's so girlypop AND pro violence#he's for the girls#asher practically beats down his front door and vincent is like now now let's not lose our heads#(seinfeld theme)
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Taglist Sign Up - Closed I'm sorry
I have a steady stream of Imp Vincent Angst (it's more of Imp Lovely angst but is anyone really surprised?)
So I'm gonna build a taglist.
Snippet time!
"The next thing that sets in is the gravity of your new reality, however short it may be. You realize the end is coming, and not in a metaphorical sense of the future. When you’re born a bullet is fired at your heart. It seems so far away as you grow up. But when the end is there, you can see the bullet approaching. Too fast to dodge, too slow to do anything but watch it come.
Time is the next thing to leave. It slows down, stretching seconds into hours. You stand there, lay there, sit, whatever you’re doing and are unable to move. You just have to let it happen to you. Even more pathetic. "
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#messenger of taglists#redacted asmr#redacted audio#redactedverse#redacted imperium#redacted imperium vincent#redacted imperium lovely
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Are Vincent and Lovely still together in Fooliverse? 🤔
#cheezy yaps#i mean i know they're not together-together in imperium and vincent gets dusted by asher at the end of cataclysm but#they technically had a year together#redactedverse#redacted vincent#redacted lovely#redacted fooliverse
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"oh no. i think i'm catching feelings"
(this is what i do instead of my very important assignments.
Suggestive near the end, but not descriptive
title from 'sex' by eden)
Freelancer can practically see the steam rushing out of Gavin's ears.
His face is red and his eyes were glaring holes into them. If they didn't know any better, they'd say he was mad at them.
But they saw the way Gavin's lips fought a smile. The corners of them tugging up without his approval, entirely giving away his facade.
They've grown awfully fond of him, and it almost scared them. Almost. No one could really be scared of such beauty, in their humble (and very correct) opinion. And if that didn't convince them, Freelancer would take any and every opportunity explaining how wise, endearing and kind the man in front of them was.
"Are you even listening to me?"
That snapped Freelancer right out of the clouds. They paused for a second, before coming clean.
"Nope. Sorry, handsome."
If Freelancer said Gavin's face managed to get even more red, he would deny it.
"You-" he starts, putting his face in his hands, breathing in and out to calm himself, "I am going to kill you."
If Gavin meant that, he didn't show it. Perhaps one could argue the blushing, smiling and wide eyes filled with adoration were all a ruse to hide his murderous intent. If that was the case, Freelancer had definitely fallen for (him) it.
Unfortunately for Gavin, Freelancer had one last card up their sleeve.
"And what are you going to do, Gavin? Fuck me to death?"
What were they here for again? Magic history tutoring? A movie date? Finishing the leftover pizza and wings they ordered the last time Gavin was over?
It didn't matter anymore, because Gavin was forcing them out of their seat, grabbing their face and kissing them breathless. All while maneuvering the both of them into their bedroom.
When Freelancer took a breath, they were on top of Gavin, legs on either side of his waist, one hand pinning one of his arms down while the other was resting on his chest. They stared at him as they felt his chest falling and rising, his heart beating beneath their touch.
They remembered what that meant, when a demon took the time to form a heart beat with magic. Slowly, they leaned down to kiss his chest, right where a real heart would be if he was human.
They looked up at him, and in their brief eye contact, Freelancer thanked him. For his help with DAMN stuff, for trusting them enough to be this vulnerable with his emotions.
For being in their life.
If Freelancer was asked if they started to cry in that moment, hiding it from Gavin by meeting his lips with their own again, they'd say it was drool.
#redacted audio#redacted gavin#redacted freelancer#redacted fooliverse#redacted fool!gavin#redacted fool!freelancer#i love him in every universe#so for context: i came up with this last night while i was meant to be doing an art assignment due#technically today#and in 2 hours#and me and my friend were texting and i said#“fuck me dead” cuz i was so done with everything.#and that triggered my train of thought#it went from vega in the og universe saying “what are you gonna do incubus? fuck me to death?”#to kody saying it in imperium#then i imagined how that line would come up in the fooliverse#and boom#this happened.#it's longer than i expected but that's what happens when you procrastinate arrow#no beta we die like CAELUM'S SCREEN TIME. WHERE IS MY SON ERIK???
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Asher 🐺
Cringetober Day Twenty Seven: YouTuber Fanart
Just some Asher Fanart, nothing weird here… N̷̹͉̏̾ǒ̶̜͚͚͆͠t̵̛̝͓̃̊͜ḩ̵̗̋ȋ̷̯̬̈́n̷͓̅͠g̴̮̗͇̏ ̴̼̗̆͆̚a̴̤̓ẗ̴̫̜́̈͘͜ ̸̛̹̆̈́â̴͖̏l̷̙̩̈́ͅl̵̹̦͔̋
#digital art#cringetober#redacted audio#redacted asmr#redactedverse#redacted asher#asher talbot#glichy#redacted echo#one thing about me is that I actually love the Imperium storyline#and I love Echo#Asher has a mullet in my mind lol#instead of having Echo take over like in the video he just kind of posses Asher here? I guess??#Asher is also one of my faves. but everyone loves Asher so that ain’t surprising
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Adam… come back our kids (that hate you) miss you
#I love him… his imperium video was my first redacted video#he’s the worst but also low key I wanna hit#redacted.txt#redacted asmr#redacted audio#redactedverse#redacted solaire clan#redacted Adam
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"maybe in another universe lovely didn't get kidnapped by a vampire"
the other universe:
#LET LOVELY BREATH#redacted asmr#redacted audio#redactedverse#redacted solaire clan#redacted vampires#redacted lovely#redacted vincent#redacted adam#redacted imperium#redacted imp!vincent
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a role/race-swap imperium au wherein
the characters could hear a disembodied voice symbolizing a weeping eye named echo crying for what he’s about to do
slicer!starlight who almost gets blake’s threads cut from defending avior
gavin reluctantly going to iad with kody since it’s what he calls a “haven” for demons like him
them being at enforcer freelancer’s mercy, telling them that the president has a fascination with demons, hurts kody and gets separated from gavin
gavin reuniting with a badly bandaged huxley and a passed out lasko
academy president dear who splashes lasko to wake him up, treats huxley horribly, calls gavin by his demon name and him not knowing how to react or how they know. they take a liking to the demon as said by the freelancer
darling telling vega that they will never get out of this hell
tyrant royalty angel and their fire elemental consort damien who even is the empowered one feels a definite power imbalance between them
sam who gets turned against his will all over again
unepowered!david getting caught by talbot pack alpha!baabe, beta!sweetheart and unknowing stealth!milo and learning that asher and arden were killed by a vampire named tank (and their two lackeys, quinn and alexis)
vampires, lovely and treasure, hunting unempowered!vincent and porter
echo welcoming them back and hopes to not do this again
#redacted starlight#redacted blake#redacted avior#redacted gavin#redacted kody#redacted freelancer#redacted huxley#redacted lasko#redacted dear#redacted darling#redacted vega#redacted angel#redacted damien#redacted sam#redacted david#redacted babe#redacted sweetheart#redacted milo#redacted asher#redacted arden#redacted tank#redacted quinn#redacted alexis#redacted lovely#redacted treasure#redacted vincent#redacted porter#redacted echo#redacted imperium#redacted audio
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oh thank fucking god it's not raindrop or some shit like that 😭
#las posting#finally able to listen to the latest audio#i always KNEW dear was gonna be it because the opportunity was too good with imperium lasko calling freelancer “my dear”#i hated raindrop and waterdrop and shit like that so much because it doesnt feel like a loving nickname to me#it just feels like youre just using it cause theyre a water elemental#very grateful dear won#and godddd the way he talks to them#the way they LISTEN#it warms my heart so fucking much????? theyre perfect for each other and idc what anyone says#jmr#redacted asmr#redacted audio#redacted lasko
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