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Gabe having a doorframe at the den that has markings of how tall Ash, Milo, and David grew. Higher up the frame you can see a new set of marks, labeled ‘Tank (age)’.

Milo being in charge of booking the hotel for a security job and accidentally booking two conjoined rooms instead of separate rooms for everyone (Aggro stepped on the keyboard). Leading to a very disgruntled Alpha and a video sent to a group chat with all the mates and pack members still in Dahlia. Asher sends a recording of a dark room only illuminated by his phone flashlight. It’s shows about fifteen shifters spread out across two rooms. Some haphazardly splayed on the beds, some on little nests of blankets on the floor. Milo is shown to be lying half on the bed and half on the nightstand using a jacket for a pillow. Christian is laying properly on the bed, with Arden’s foot stuck right in his face as she lays diagonally with her face flat on the foot of the bed. Amanda lies next to Christian with part of her leg draped over Arden. Asher walks through the maze of shifters on the ground, pointing the camera to each as he passes. He walks into the next room to show Brooks lying on the counter. More shifters lie on the floor, Asher pans the camera to the foot of the bed to show Miguel almost falling off. Asher whispers to the camera,

“And you won’t believe this.” As he pans his phone to show David and Tank lying in the bed together, both having to sit upright to fit and leave room for Miguel. They are resting against each other comfortably. Tank sits with their arms crossed and head tilted slightly back as it rests on David’s head, which is in turn resting on their shoulder. He sits with his hands loosely in his lap. They sleep with a stoic yet calm look on their faces as the two wolves lean into one another. Asher turns the camera to himself and walks over. He carefully lays down on their legs,resting his head on his sweatshirt that he put in between Tank and David. He positions the camera so all three of them are in shot, as if he’s taking a selfie. Tank and David move a little in their sleep and the video abruptly cuts off. The last thing on the screen being Asher’s scared face quickly turning. The group chat laughs about Milo’s mistake and Angel fawns over all of them sleeping as a group. Sweetheart says they knew they should have checked the reservations for Milo. Sam just smiles at his wolf finally learning how to be with their pack.

Imagine this tho.

The pack going out together after a meeting and running into some unempowered ‘vampires/werewolves are real’ conspiracists and being handed pamphlets to go ‘hunting for cryptids.’ So now (against David’s judgement) the mates, are ‘hunting’ with this group of weirdos in the woods while Ash, Tank, and Milo run around howling and scaring the shit out of them. Sweetheart quietly disappears every now and then to make noises, snapping a twig or throwing a rock here and there. David on the other hand said it was stupid and said he wasn’t going, even though Angel definitely notices the shadow in the corner of their eye that is conspicuously David-shaped.

I firmly believe that Vincent is at least a little intimidated by Darlin.

Angel and Lovely being friends and knowing each other are dating important empowered people but not knowing if each other know about magic. So the just dance around covert with oddly specific yet vague comments.

Lovely: Soooo, team Jacob or Edward?

Angel:….Jacob, cause I like really big dogs and stuff…..

Lovely: yeah…. I like the vampires, but the movie wasn’t accurate….to uhh stories I’ve heard

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Angel: are you squeamish around blood?

Lovely:…depends

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Angel: you’ve been out at night more since you started dating Vincent. Any reason why….?

Lovely: He uhhh, works night shifts.

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I just think it would be funny

I’m all for the hype about a video of Darlin meeting the Solaire Vamps, but I raise this. They met during the inversion.

We know that makers and progeny can feel each other’s emotions to an extent. I doubt that the wards could stop that connection, meaning William, Alexis, and Fred all felt Sam and Vincent’s panic when the shades appeared.

They all arrived at the stadium quickly, (Bright coming along too ofc) only to have to wait outside the wards. Once they fell they went searching through the crowd for their family. They find Sam in the chaos, just as they are about to zip over there. They catch sight of a giant wolf bounding towards him, only to shift back into a human last second to nearly tackle Sam into a bone-crushing hug, he returns it with just as much energy. The spectating vampires are caught by surprise as the two separate only for a split second before passionately kissing one another while holding each other as close as possible. This is the wolf Sam comes back smelling like? Fred is worried, but still happy for Sam nonetheless. Bright is surprised and confused. William is glad he’s okay and has someone to take care of him when he neglects himself in favor of others. Alexis stares at the exchange. Envy reigns supreme in her mind, not leaving much space for relief that Sam’s even alive. She watches as her progeny, and object of her immortal affections is held by someone else. She watches as the wolf clamps their arms around Sam as if to protect him from a threat that’s already passed, like the world nearly ended, and based on the way they held him so desperately. If anything were to have happened to him, it would have. It makes her blood boil. Eventually the two separate, the shifter pressing a gentle kiss to the top of Sam’s head. They look around and Sam catches sight of them. Bright and Fred run to him first, followed by William. Alexis hesitates, then follows.

Tank doesn’t miss the way Sam’s shoulders go tense under their fingertips as another vamp appears next to William. Her hair lays perfect even in the midst of a tragedy, her silver eyes didn’t look like Sam’s, or William’s. Their eyes are warm and kind. Her eyes are sharp and cynical. They can only assume this is Alexis, their grip on his shoulders tightens and they pull him closer. They weren’t there to protect him in the wards, but they’ll be damned if they let something happen to him now. Even if the thing they are shielding him from is his own maker and the first blood of a vampire king. They’d do it for him, they’d do anything for him. They would give him every star in the sky if he asked.

William stands in front of Sam as he briefly covers what happened, leaving out exactly what happened with Vincent and his partner. That’s for him to say. Once he finishes, William turns his attention to the shifter standing at Sam’s side. Said vamp notices William’s attention on the wolf, stiffening a bit. William extends his hand to the shifter, and they shake it firmly.

“I’m William Solaire, though you probably figured that out by now.” The wolf nods,

“Tank.” William quirks a brow at the name, a nickname he guesses. He feels a tug of envy in his chest; right where Alexis and her feelings lie. Looking over to his progeny he catches her staring at Tank, silver eyes piercing holes in them. They pay her no mind, they are too focused on Sam. This only seems to aggravate her more. Fred and Bright stand close to Sam but pointedly far away from the wolf shifter at his other side. He doesn’t blame them. The scars covering their body give them quite the image. They are young vampires, Tank must intimidate them, even if Bright’s trying to put on a brave face for Fred. It’s not just their appearance either; Their aura itself was on fire. The energy surrounding them was feral and wild, yet they were in perfect control of that chaos. Despite what he assumed many others would say before getting to know them, he thought that Sam had found a wonderful partner. He could practically feel the fierce loyalty they felt for Sam radiating off of them in waves. Their strength would always be used for him, never against him. Yes, Sam was in good hands with this wolf.

The moment the pack knows Darlin is really back is when they start giving people shit again. They’re happy their lovable asshole is back and they can finally tease them in return without being scared they’ll drive them off.

Bright: *sneaking back into the house, turns on lights*

Sam: *turning around in his chair* you want to tell me where you were?

Bright: with Tank?

Tank: *turning around in their own chair* wanna try again?

More Hydrus and Guy

The two don’t run into each other for a while until Guy is out walking to a bus stop from the store. Unfortunately from him it started raining halfway there and now he regrets not wearing a jacket. He sees Hydrus sitting under the bus stop hood typing on his phone. Guy walks along the path, getting closer and closer to this…stranger. Does running into someone really count as meeting? He sits on the opposite side of the bench, trying to give as much space as possible. He takes this time to sneak glances at the attractive stranger and take in his appearance. The tall man leans against the corner of the bus stop hood, one leg stretched out in front of him, the other propped up on the bench with his arm resting over it. He wears a white button up with the first two buttons undone. The tie has been untied and discarded. It drapes off his neck framing the teasing window of his chest. A large trench coat rests over his shoulders, the empty sleeves hanging limp and his sides. The coat seems to have taken the brunt of the rain, but his black hair still looks damp, and his shirt clings to his chest, the rain causing the white fabric to turn see though. Guy is so caught up in his appearance that he doesn’t notice the piercing eyes staring at him.

“It’s rude to stare.” Guy startles from his thoughts and looks up at the annoyed set of dark eyes staring back at him. He sits up straight and laughs awkwardly.

“I’m, uh, sorry about that, Just didn’t think I’d be seeing you again, Mr. mysterious stranger.” Guy gives a playful, lopsided smile, a faint blush of embarrassment from being caught staring still on his cheeks. It’s an adorable sight. Hydrus tilts his head and slowly looks the man in front of him up and down. He feels the man’s emotions spike. Embarrassment, intrigue…fear. Hydrus furrows his brow. Why does it feel so wrong to cause this stranger fear? He scoffs lightly and looks away.

“Kind of stupid to not be wearing a jacket.” Guy rubs the back of his neck and he looks out towards the street as it gets obscured in the downpour.

“Yeah, didn’t think it was gonna rain tonight. At least this bus stop has a cover, and I got some handsome company too.” Guy winks at Hydrus. The daemon freezes.

‘Is this unempowered stranger really flirting with him right now. Usually people all avoid him, give him a wide berth, both empowered and unempowered people alike. Yet here this guy is, flirting with him.’ Hydrus tilts his head,

“I’m grateful for the shelter from the rain too, but my company seems to be doing his best impression of a popsicle.” Guy didn’t even realize how cold he was. He had been too preoccupied with the man I front of him. Before the can get out a response, a thick bundle of fabric is pushed towards him. He looks up, surprised. The man looks to his side as he offers his coat. Guy smiles,

“Awww, trying to keep me warm. How kind of you Mr. Mysterious Stranger.” Hydrus narrows his eyes at the teasing and retracts his arm and his coat. Guy quickly starts apologizing inbetween laughs.

“Nooo, I’m sorry, I was just kidding, please, it’s fucking freezing.” He is handed the warm jacket and puts it on, grateful for its heat. “Thank you Mr. Mys-“

“Hydrus”

Guy pauses and smiles.

“That’s an interesting name. I’m Guy.” His voice takes a joking tone, “The Pizza Guy if you will.” Hydrus rolls his eyes and Guys laughs at the joke that he’s probably told a thousand times. A bus drives up to the stop and opens it’s doors. Guy stands and turns,

“I better get going, are you getting on too?”

Hydrus shakes his head.

“Well then thank you for keeping me company.” Hydrus nods.

‘This dude really doesn’t talk much’ Guy thinks as he sits down on the bus, putting his hands in his jacket….not his jacket. Guys eyes widen

‘Oh my god, I just took this persons coat’ in the middle of his freak out he feels something in the coat pocket. He takes it out to find a small piece of paper. It looks like a business card, but all the writing on the front is scribbled out. He turns the card in his hands and finds a phone number on the back, underneath it is a note.

‘Give me my coat back sometime’

-H

Guy smiles at the note and immediately takes out his phone and calls a familiar number.

“Hey Rosa, you’ll never guess what just happened”

If your not in one of those then you’re in their trapezoid of hostility: run

Darling: If you're not in my circle of trust, you're probably in my triangle of suspicion, or my rhombus of doubt

Darlin calls Sam ‘shawty’ just for the look on his face after.

(This turned out a lot longer than I planned)

I feel like now’s the time to introduce my Honey, he is a daemon named Hydrus. Specifically a daemon that feeds on feelings of fear. Fear daemons are rare like sadism daemons (I feel like the ones that feed on ‘bad emotions’ are more rare. There are probably a lot of empathy/serenity/sex daemons. Correct me if I’m wrong though). He was a steward once but hasn’t been one since a certain empathy daemon named Regulus went rogue. When he heard about what he had done, he blamed himself for not guiding Regulus like he should have. From what I gather daemons are hardwired to farm the emotions that need, have different specialized abilities based on what they eat. Like how sex daemons can change their appearance to be able to suit anyones preferences. He has abilities that let him bend the shadows around him and create shadow creatures out of them. (If there is anything more universally feared than the dark, then it’s what lives in it) not to mention the fact that even without using his abilities, he has a generally rough and scary look and presence. He’s not actually that bad, a bit rough around the edges and a bit of a tsundere at times but he feels deeply. When it comes to his methods of feeding, he understands the emotion he needs isn’t generally wanted, but it is a necessity. In dangerous situations, fear makes the adrenaline and fight or flight kick in. Fear is meant to keep you alive, but it’s not always needed. He tends to feed at times like that, where it’s not endangering anyone and he doesn’t have to scare anyone more than he already does. He also likes to feed on fear from nightmares. It’s a situation that isn’t real and after he’s had his fill, the person slips back into sleep; none the wiser. It’s a win win. This habit lead to his steward, Andromeda, calling him her ‘little dream-eater’. He met Guy when he was coming back from searching for a nightmare and Guy was out delivering for Max’s. They (quite literally) ran into each other and Guy nearly fell in his ass. Hydrus caught him by the waist and stood him back up. Guy kind of just stared at this scary yet attractive stranger. Who was still holding his waist nonetheless. Hydrus uttered a curt ‘sorry’ and brushed past Guy. As Guy got back in his car he remembered to take deliveries in this part of town more often.

(I gotta cut this off here or I’ll go on forever)

Bada-bing and Bada-boom

Sweetheart has 100% named both of Milo’s tiddies.

nah, i’d win

Hey can we stop proving this sentiment of mine right and valid. Some y'all proving why some people are afraid of this fandom. Cause why are we at the point to not even acknowledge that characters have done an actually shitty or cruel thing. Along with other characters are allowed to react or not be okay with thier actions. We as fandom don't deserve nuance characters not with how we talk about certain characters no I'm not naming characters cause the characters I'm thinking of aren't complex or even nuance. And lack nuance on honestly situations that should be easy to figure out neither or that character has done something wrong.

I don't know if I want to do anything redacted audio related if people make anyone with valid opposing opinions from majority stance. A hostile place to be in. Cause honestly I don't want to get hate for expressing how fan favorite is not this beacon of greatness all the time.

I'm going to be real with y'all. The reason I'm hesitant about writing my thoughts about bright eyes and darlin is that. Some y'all don't understand their not 100 percent in right with their actions.

I get some people kin characters or really like them. But some y'all can't handle when the Canon it's self has valid criticism of their actions. I don't want people being upset at me bringing it to attention when Canon itself says yah that's a problem or really bad flaw.

Redactober Day 31 William Solaire

William has gray hair, but it grayed early on from stress. It is curly and put in a low ponytail. He looks at his hair every day because before it was turned gray, it was a nice deep brown. He didn't know it was gray before someone commented on how young he looked, even though his hair was gray.

He keeps his gray cause he doesn't want to think about that part of his history.

Redacted Oc

Ara the sadism demon. They are sadism demon who runs a club. Here, they meet Porter Solaire. The two have slowly becoming good friends. Ara is taller than porter. I will draw more them and porter.

I took the demon test; apparently, I'm an elation demon. ah take that as you will.

I'm having so many mixed feelings about bright. Like Sam being upset at bright makes so much sense to me. For me I feel somber for happen to them and Fred but they literally ignore red flags that something was wrong. To point where it was three inches in front of them.

Like they have very interesting character flaw. I personally feel bright is not the best person but that would change as they learned to be vampire.

Also I do feel vincent would not have the best feelings about bright for very understanding reasons.

I do know how to feel about bright eyes turning as I found out that them and Fred. Was urban exploration the wonder world. I know I should have some sympathy but can't muster it. It's weird like maybe it cause what I know of urban exploration. But I don't think me learning their. Would be enough to see more about old lore on vampires.

Like guys I'm trying and it kinda hard not going lie.

Guy: What language do they speak at the center of the Earth?

Guy: Core-ean 😃!!

Honey: The center of the Earth is around 5430 degrees celsius. Nobody is going to live there so they don’t NEED a language.

Guy: Core-ean 😄!!