#serpentxprince

[southsideborn]

“you have no proof i did it, it could've been Jas.”

@serpentxprince gets a thing for reasons

[con5p1racy-a]

@serpentxprince​ replied:

"don't lie."

“I have no clue what you mean.”

[toksikk]

"Dad, stop spooking the locals." - @serpentxprince @ FP for funsies

"I'm not scaring anyone, Jug. Ain't nothing wrong with anything I'm doing. I'm being nice and friendly. Im not the asshole of the group."

@serpentxprince

[serpentblooded]

@serpentxprince said: "i will always protect you."

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Send "I will always protect you" to see my muse's reaction.

she's laying next to her brother on his bed, like she'd done so many times before when they were younger. it's where she'd always felt most safe, close to him. "i will always protect you." the words reach her ears, and she turns her head slightly. ❝i know, and I'll always protect you too.❞

[vullcanica]

"You aren't the boss of me ❤️" - signed, a certain grumpy vampire

"Oh no you misunderstand. I don't claim to be. However..."

He picks Forsythe up around the middle like a lap dog and carries him off. Brat.

// @serpentxprince

[pre1ude]

@serpentxprince , said "Pay little mind to a certain injured vampire that has somehow managed to wrap himself up enough in a tarp and sleeping bag to keep from burning in the morning sun just long enough to find where Dan is living to hide from the daylight, barely being able to say hello and pull some curtains closed before collapsing into Torpor, just a literal corpse until sundown."

he  receives  the  unsteady  tarp-wrapped  vampire  bundle  at  the  doorway  and  sort  of  swings  it  inside  one-handed  with  the  fervor  of  a  man  half-panicked  out  of  his  mind.  he  hasn't  even  had  time  to  process  the  insanity,  the  sheer  impossibility  of  the  situation  -  this  is  a  werewolf  household  forsythe's  dragged  himself  to  -  before  he's  forced  to  act,  very  quickly  and  acutely  aware  of  his  friend  in  even  bigger  danger  on  the  other  side  of  that  door.  some  of  the  terror  bleeds  out  of  him  once  he's  got  a  hold  of  a  very  much  unharmed  vampire  and  he  realizes,  with  no  small  amount  of  discomfort,  that  he'd  half-expected  to  be  met  with  a  charred  corpse...

with  an  armful  of  Forsythe  and  a  new  record  for  undoing  all  of  the  front  door's  six  locks  under  his  belt  he  moves  them  inside,  minding  the  foyer's  big  bright  windows.  it's  a  large,  white  house,  near-impossible  to  accomodate  a  vampire,  but  danny  tries  his  best;  throws  the  opaque  curtains  closed,  then  sets  the  sleeping  bag  down  to  get  a  better  look  at  its  contents.

❝ what.  were  you.  thinking?! ❝  his  voice  is  a  low,  frightful  hiss  as  he  wrestles  with  the  string  of  the  tarp,  intent  on  lecturing  the  vampire  to  his  face.  he's  screwed  them  both  over,  daniel's  sure  this'll  bite  him  in  the  ass.  orchestrating  asylum  for  a  vampire  in  this  house?  is  going  to  be  a  nightmare.  the  stench  of  wyrm  is  impossible  to  rid  of,  he's  heard,  and  he  would  be  at  a  loss  for  reference  even  if  he  were  to  try  covering  their  tracks.  his  mother's  sure  to  sniff  it  out.  that  train  of  thought's  cut  quite  short  when  forsythe's  bloody  face  lolls  out  of  the  tarp's  confines.

❝ good  god... ❝  for  a  creature  already  beyond  the  mortal  coil  and  therefore  immune  to  its  unpleasantries,  forsythe  sure  has  a  way  of  looking  disconcertingly,  horrifically  human  at  times.  even  paler  than  usual,  with  great  red  splotches  juxtaposed  against  his  skin,  eyes  glazed  and  unfocused,  he's  got  the  look  of  a  dying  man.  it's  enough  to  scare  daniel  right  out  of  his  anger.   ❝ Forsythe ...  who  did  this? ❝

[dustified]

@serpentxprince​   :   "You're not a bad person. You're just a little lost." - Jughead or Toni @ Cheryl

Her arms folded over her stomach, weight leaning onto one leg. “I don’t need to be told that I’m not a bad person. And besides...” She paused to pointedly look Jughead over. “...you’re one to talk.”

[cardcut]

               °﹂♦﹁。   Last class of her first day here.  And that weird group of classmates with snake tattoos had been shooting stares at her on and off all day, like a random new kid was the wildest thing this school’s ever seen.

It was almost as amusing as it was irritating.

Catching one of them on their own was damn near impossible, but by god, she was going to do it.  Having sat alone during lunch, she kept drawing her eyes to their table;  one of them, that guy in the hat, he seemed invested in whatever they were talking about, but she definitely caught him wandering the halls on his own once or twice.

Now to catch him on his own again.  Fingers crossed he walks home, both hands he walks alone.

She’s not too far behind him on the way out after the school day.  Perfect.  Just a few feet of swerving through the crowd and shoving people who won’t fucking move, and she catches up to his side.

“Hey, not trying to tread on whatever snake thing your buddies got going on, but it’d be pretty cool if they didn’t stare at me like I’m some kind of feeder rat.”  Her tone’s fairly neutral, but a smirk gives away that she’s actively trying to be chill about it.  “...Just sayin’.”

@serpentxprince​ gets one too!

[softprelude]

@serpentxprince ,

“   are  you  bleeding ??   ”

“ no “ — 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚍, 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚎𝚕

but he can feel it, the furry flesh of his forearm raw right where the blasted creature had wrapped its petals around the circumferance. it should have healed quicker.

his hulking form rises from a squat, pulls its claws out of the heart-wrenchingly dog-shaped corpse with a sick squelch. they come away black. last one.

in the standstill after, he turns to the forest and listens. there's nary a crunch of leaves. not a soul left. even the animals have fled, sensing bloodshed. his muscles untense at last. “ clear. “

[southsideborn]

“how mad do you think dad will be if i bring home a stray cat?”

@serpentxprince gets a thing

[con5p1racy-a]

jas reviews literally any week spent with his bf @serpentxprince​​

[serpentblooded]

"I will always protect you" - jughead

@serpentxprince answered here

[vullcanica]

Dan just crush me jughead already

" I'm starting to understand why you're so prone to injury..... .. Frankly, keep me out of it. "

... " ᴵ'ᵈ ˡᶦᵏᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵗʳᵉᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵉⁿᵗˡᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ᵗʰᵃᵗ.. "

@madeofstxrs / @serpentxprince

[pre1ude]

"He's a 10, but he's moody and kinda smells like a wet dog when sad." - @serpentxprince (being a lil shit)

"Oh, like you're some fragrant flower!" Daniel crosses his arms, affronted as ever at the reoccurent implication. He suspects it's Forsythe's favourite joke to make. Joke being keyword. He's immaculately showered, thank you very much. "Pot calling kettle. And you're lucky I don't have a sense of smell."

[southsideborn]

@serpentxprince @con5p1racy

y'all know those harnesses for toddlers? that's how I imagine Jug tries to keep Jas and Jb out of trouble

[con5p1racy-a]

received  :  @serpentxprince​                “Fuck me gently with a chainsaw.” - jug, prolly in the hospital again

               ⋯⋯⋯⋯   “ Maybe when you get better. ”  Fingers crossed that joke went over well.  Jas scooted his chair a bit closer, resting a hand near Jug’s.  “ . . .I got a phone call right after shit started going down, swear I only showed up just to get you out.  I’m― ”  He paused, letting his fingers brush Jug’s.  “ I’m glad you woke up. ”