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man. i wanna write vampire soryn.
of course they could feel there was something different to her, something very different, but... it seems that she's still jane, too. she's still the same woman they fell in love with and planned out a life with. with whatever happened, though... is that still possible? can they still have that life? " you should know i would still love you no matter what, jane. i worried greatly while you were gone, but my feelings for you did not change. "
soryn holds her close, fingers curling into her shirt. no matter what, they're just glad she's here and that she's okay. " maybe... maybe you could explain to me why you left? please, i have been dying to know. " they doubt it's anything they did, but still, what happened while she was gone?
@fiorserpen continued from here!
THE ONLY TIME SHE FELT GUILT. A small tug on her heartstrings that had broken & snapped since their absence in her life. [ Jane was the one that had left, it was her fault, but she missed Soryn deeply. ] Would they still love her now that she was a half demon? Her blood now held Satan's soul, & she was uncertain on how that would make the other feel. The moment she feels them embrace her, she closes her eyes & allows herself peace by basking in their warmth.
Her scarred arms wrapped around the taller demon, holding them close as a sigh leaves her. ❝ I'm sorry. ❞ Jane began. ❝ I should have been honest with you about why I left for a while. Everything was falling around me ... Only to become this. ❞
𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝: a little assortment of prompts revolving around painful, bottled up affection and endless yearning, as well as the possible result of finally taking action. remember to tag your dark themes. add +reverse to swap the roles.
[ 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 ] : receiver notices sender looking at them longingly. [ 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 ] : receiver hears sender calling their name while asleep. [ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐭𝐡 ] : sender drapes a coat / cape / etc. around receiver's shoulders. [ 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 ] : receiver is hugging a coat / cape / etc. that belongs to the sender. [ 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦 ] : sender is helping the receiver through a panic attack / severe anxiety. [ 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 ] : sender takes a hold of receiver's both hands. [ 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 ] : sender and receiver are spooning for comfort and warmth. [ 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 ] : sender and receiver are finally about to kiss, but are interrupted. [ 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 ] : sender and receiver are finally sharing a passionate kiss. [ 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 ] : sender has just found the receiver who's been missing for weeks. [ 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬 ] : after being misinformed that the sender has died, receiver is grieving. [ 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝 ] : sender is expressing anger over receiver's constant recklessness. [ 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 ] : sender is voicing their negative opinion about a person who appears to be close with the receiver. [ 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 ] : sender has just told receiver "you belong to me". [ 𝐰𝐡𝐲 ] : sender has just asked receiver "why don't you love me". [ 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 ] : sender has harmed someone who threatened the receiver. [ 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐦 ] : sender has killed someone who threatened the receiver. [ 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 ] : sender has gotten injured protecting the receiver. [ 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 ] : sender is getting frustrated with their repressed affection and asks receiver to leave them alone. [ 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 ] : unable to handle their fondness towards receiver, the sender lashes out and they end up in a heated argument. [ 𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲 ] : sender is apologising for appearing cold. [ 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 ] : sender is telling receiver they "deserve better than whatever this is".
maren had the kitchen table covered with a silken runner, aurora helping with setting the plates and assisting her mother with cooking. god, maren was awful at cooking, but it was her wife's birthday, and she wished to surprise her with not only flowers, (store bought) cake and cat shapes jewelry, but with a large, nice dinner as well.
" happy birthday, my darling thrush. " maren would say with a warm expression on her features. the house smelled of cooked steak. a nice dinner for her most beloved, complemented with her favorite red wine.
she sighs softly when she parks her car, pulling her keys out of the ignition. unlocking the door, she's greeted by the salivating scent of steak and it's almost enough to lead her to the kitchen straight away, but first she hangs up her jacket and bag, placing her keys in the little candy dish by the door. when agatha sees her wife and daughter, she smiles and greets them with a hug and kiss. " oh, you two are always going out of your way for me on my birthday. " her smile grows and she reaches out, tussling aurora's hair. " bet your mama roped you into helping her cook, huh? " the faerie asks with a soft laugh, letting the two lead her into the dining room.
the scent is stronger here and, as if on cue, her stomach rumbles. (it probably doesn't help she forgot to have lunch.) " this all smells so good. " agatha says, sitting when maren pulls a chair out for her. " you two always make my birthdays even better. i love you both so much. " before aurora, before maren, she hardly celebrated at all. her birth, her existence was one she didn't see worthy of celebration, not even a small one. gods, she's come such a long way since then.
they chat about their day between bites of steak and steamed vegetables and sips of wine, recounting how work and school was. it all went well as it usually seems to these days. her features soften as she listens to her wife and daughter talk, enjoying their presence, their company, their voices. what a beautiful life this is. after dinner and before dessert, maren offers her the small but prettily wrapped gift of cat-shaped jewelry. a necklace and earrings to match. " oh, my darling, i love them! " agatha smiles, her eyes sparkling. she puts the necklace on and replaces the earrings she wore throughout the day with the ones maren has gifted her. " they're beautiful on me, i'm sure. " she says with a soft laugh, reaching out to cup maren's face, her thumb gently stroking her cheek. she gazes warmly at her. she wouldn't trade this for anything.
" as always, thank you both for an amazing birthday. "
hear me out: sdv au for soryn.