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@leapoffaithx​ asked for a delivery:  ❤️ song: i miss having sex but at least i don’t wanna die by waterparks.

rory had asked how he was, and it was enough to make him laugh... like, actually laugh. holidays were hard for him, and he was sure it wouldn’t be long until they lost all meaning but right now he missed damien. it was getting harder again, the holidays making him think of the times he had with his husband. ex-husband? he supposed it didn’t really matter for immortal vampires. “i’m fine, little fae. i miss having sex,” malcolm shrugged, not having really done anything with anyone since damien’s departure, “but at least i don’t wanna die anymore, and i think that’s pretty cool.” he was joking, mostly. had he been suicidal? he didn’t think so, but at the same time there were times just after he left that jessie had had to come and make sure he didn’t let himself starve so... maybe mal hadn’t coped as well as he’d thought. then the davenport realised that the little fae was probably only asking to be polite, and he sighed softly, “what brings you to me today, little one?”

❤️ from Rory

"Don't Lose Ur Head"- Six

"And soon my daddy said, "You should try and get ahead." She chuckled, swirling the straw in her milkshake, serving only to stir in the whipped cream. Never would she freely tell this story to anyone aside from Rory. He was the best thing that had happened to her. He was the example of what happened when breaking away from a legacy yet somehow still maintaining a semi-decent relationship. His happiness in the life he chose was simply infectious. She wanted to be like him, but she knew she couldn't be. As her father told her, she needed to get ahead. She needed to keep working towards her goals.

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'cause i'm stupid lmao From RORY: [ STRADDLE ] ; the sender straddles the receivers lap.

"Well howdy there, cupcake." Will held the fae's hips, keeping him from slipping off of his lap. When the wolves partied, they truly partied. Seems like the pretty little man in his lap couldn't quite keep up with the wolves. It had been entertaining to see him doing body shots. Cute if the way that he'd gotten that lemon wasn't so hot. "You alright?" He certainly wasn't one to take advantage of the situation no matter how tempting it might be. He held out his coffee for the first time happy that he'd been designed driver tonight. Then again, Will was very much a party without requiring a single substance to help. "I'm up for whatever you are, but if you keep squirming around, it's gonna make things very hard for me." He winked, brushing the stray brown locks back from Rory's eyes.

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“@leapoffaithx                         amos x rory

it was the hangover that was crushing his brain within his skull that was making him fidget more than usual; amos had little ticks, prone by his pixie addiction, or simply by his lack of patince in absolutely everything. he was an eager man; ready to always go here and there, do this and that, and right now he was still managing a casino he should have burnt to the ground fucking centuries ago. he was already bored and restless; the few humans he still enjoyed messing around with had ran into whevever the humans hid these days; he held no interest for ther new hideaway or their crazy leader. his lucky coin was still in the depths of the unknown and his daughter - she still hated his guts. 

where the fuck was jasper when he needed an old toy to chew on? he was like a dog; already ready to bite at someone’s neck; lash out and entertain himself; because thats what he did best - he liked to take,take,take. 

and right now his half lidded eyes were piercing a potential new target. 

he could recall seeing the guy before; maybe at the casino, or maybe  somewhere else; he could destinguish his features; even in his painfully sober state; with his mind turned into a smoothie, he could recall bumping into him - his mind could be playing tricks on him, or the truth slipped through his fingers like sand; truth did not belong anywhere near him, even if he was unable to lie. faes and always telling the truth; yet somehow amos always kept his tongue moving between the lines. 

“who the fuck’s that?” he nudged a guard that stood near him, before pointing at the brunette. the older man furrowed his brows and gave now certain answer. amos only gave him permission to go fetch the guy, and the man obliged. two guard made their way to rory, and stood by both his sides - they were double his size, both in hight and weight. they could pick him right up and  throw him all the way across the large room like a ball. they took him by the arms and carried him to the other fae, before dropping him on his feet before the male.

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[ squeeze ] — sender feels up along receiver’s thighs @leapoffaithx​

fae were so beautiful, delicious too and he’d be damned if they weren’t one of his weaknesses. he remembered a pretty little fae that he’d had multiple encounters with; he liked to live dangerously it had seemed, and he had liked in when malcolm left him on the edge of life and death, just taking a lot of blood from him but not enough that it killed the pretty boy. and here he was again, sat next to a pretty fae who was clearly feeling brave today. hand was on his thigh and squeezing, getting further and further up towards his groin. “oh baby boy, are you feeling brave today?” he asked with a grin, flashing his fangs playfully at the other. he wouldn’t feed from rory unless the fae said that it was okay, but he would very much like to. “where’s that hand heading, huh? why don’t you tell me what you want... or better yet, show me.” 

fuck, marry, kill: celeste, amos, rory

Kill Celeste

Fuck Amos. He is a wonderful man, but I doubt very much that we are all that compatible. It is best not to entangle ourselves in any unnecessary complications. He is a friend of mine whom I value greatly.

Marry Rory- only if he would like to of course. I simply could not see bringing him to my bedroom. Having him around as a constant companion would bring cheer into anyone's life. He is such an utter sweetheart. Perhaps we might make one of those pacts. Should we not end up in an arranged marriage by our families to other people, perhaps we can wed each other.

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