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9:57pm July 24, 2014

Mental Asylum || Harry and Angel

withpurewhitewings:

friends-by-the-throat:

"Yeah, pretty sure I won’t be able to either. But I can try. I know it takes time to forget and also forgive. I’ve forgiven my uncle for a lot of his crap, i’ve forgiven my dad for not being around when me and my sister were young. I’ve even forgiven my sister for being such a bitch when I’maround. I’ve even forgiven you for our argument that one day years ago. You know the one, when we went to that amusement park when it first opened." Harry shook his head and stopped, grabbing Angel’s arm and pulling her over, giving her a tight hug. He didn’t want to just jump into it either. He was eager, yes, but he wanted to let the wounds heal slowly, not rush ahead and let them fester into greater wounds. “I know how you feel. I’m turning 531 in 7 months, and i’ve spent a lot of them making bad calls. This one will NOT be one of them. I’ve even… forgiven my ex. She had her reasons to leave, and she’s probably happy now. I am, and that’s all that matter. You’re all that matters, matter more than my duties, Prinster, and the pets. You’re my girl, but one day very soon, you’ll be my fiancee. Until then, I just want to spe nd time with you and become familiar again, okay?”

When she was pulled into the hug she froze, hands going up to push him away. She stopped for a moment and let him hug her. “Okay. I just want to get to know you again. I’ve missed you.” She took a deep breath. “Can you please let go of me?” she whispered, breathing picking up. This was becoming overwhelming. So much had happened in one day and she thought she would be able to relax without anything on her mind. So much for that plan. Her hands went up again and started to push him away gently.

Harry let go once she started to push him away and asked him to let go. He got the idea, it was too much too soon. “Sorry… Lets just get to our room. If you need to, you can cry, alright?” Harry smiled and found their room, unlocking the door for them. “You can go in first.” He did, however, take their bags in for her before standing outside the room, waiting for her to go in.

9:43pm July 24, 2014

gangler:

idiotstyle:

demonweasel:

MORE THINGS THE NEW BATGIRL DESIGN IS GETTING RIGHT!

Hey, I wrote that scene! So glad to do what I can to help cut down on cape related shark-dragging deaths. Super-excited for the new Batgirl!

Wait, what? This is the first I’ve heard of this. That costume looks awesome!

9:43pm July 24, 2014

RWBY in a nutshell (season 2 i’m guesasing?)

Food fight, Yang has turkey gauntlets, Ruby’s armed with “Udder satisfaction” milk, someone’s throwing cans, everyone else is face palming, and Yang gets Home-Run’d out of the building by someone with a watermelon hammer and the watermelon broke upon smashing into Yang.

… I haven’t even seen the episode yet and i know what happens.

9:37pm July 24, 2014

A Day Out || Harry and Angel (friends-by-the-throat)

withpurewhitewings:

friends-by-the-throat:

Yeah, he was walking away, but he was walking away to keep himself from either grabbing Angel and snapping her neck, or blowing a hole clean into that pretty little head of hers. He’d rather spare her life and kill someone who needed to die than regret having another innocent life on his hands.

‘Leave me alone….’ “AND STAY THE FUCK OUT OF MY HEAD!” That was Angel’s warning. If she tried to get into his head again, she’d be met with interferance and white noise. He didn’t need this.

Angel got the message. After her anger faded on came the tears. Mainly out of sadness, but also out of fear of what he would do. She didn’t want him to hurt her. She had seen what he could do to people and was terrified.

She made her way back home, flying with Olive tucked into her sweatshirt and leaving the car there. She tried not to crash, since that seemed like a completely possibility in the state she was in. When she made it to the house she stumbled onto the porch, barely catching herself from falling. She sat on the porch, wiping her eyes constantly, as the sun went down slowly.

Oatis had flew after Angel, mostly since he would rather keep up with her and Olive than risk his feathers with an angry vampire.

Hours later Harry had returned and pick the car up, driving it home and almost crashing it into the house, but instead calmly parked it out side of the garage so he didn’t smash through it. He was still very much pissed, but he threw a jackass assualting a woman in an alley into a jail and made him confess after breaking the man’s arm in three places. Got in trouble for it, but its better to put him in jail than in the morgue.

Harry just walked in to the house as silent as death, entering his office and slamming the door shut, which obviously alerted Prinster enough to make him scream.

9:02pm July 24, 2014

Mental Asylum || Harry and Angel

withpurewhitewings:

friends-by-the-throat:

"You can come with me. Prinster can keep an eye on Olive and Oatis, he’s not stupid. Speaking of food, did you make sure to bring food for Oatis and Olive? Can’t help but worry about them." Harry put the key in his pocket, whereas Prinster just held on to his with his flipper, nodding to Angel before running off to his and the pets’ room, Oatis following him.

"Now then… As I was saying before Oatis interrupted me, I missed everything about you. Hell, your blood was so sweet tasting earlier. Let’s forget the past three years. I’m out, its a new chapter in our lives, and I’d love to have you be with me during this chapter and the ones in the future."

"Yes, I got them food, though they prefer their own catches." Olive also ran after Prinster and Oatis, ready to find a bed to sleep on. At least a comfortable chair.

Angel thought it over for a moment as they slowly made their way to their room. “Harry, I don’t think I can just forget about it. It isn’t that easy.” she said slowly, thinking of her words carefully. “I’m glad you’re willing to. That’s great. But… I need time. Even sleeping in the same bed as you…” She shook her head. “I need to take it slow. And jumping straight back into our old life like nothing happened is not slow at all.”

"Yeah, pretty sure I won’t be able to either. But I can try. I know it takes time to forget and also forgive. I’ve forgiven my uncle for a lot of his crap, i’ve forgiven my dad for not being around when me and my sister were young. I’ve even forgiven my sister for being such a bitch when I’maround. I’ve even forgiven you for our argument that one day years ago. You know the one, when we went to that amusement park when it first opened." Harry shook his head and stopped, grabbing Angel’s arm and pulling her over, giving her a tight hug. He didn’t want to just jump into it either. He was eager, yes, but he wanted to let the wounds heal slowly, not rush ahead and let them fester into greater wounds. “I know how you feel. I’m turning 531 in 7 months, and i’ve spent a lot of them making bad calls. This one will NOT be one of them. I’ve even… forgiven my ex. She had her reasons to leave, and she’s probably happy now. I am, and that’s all that matter. You’re all that matters, matter more than my duties, Prinster, and the pets. You’re my girl, but one day very soon, you’ll be my fiancee. Until then, I just want to spe nd time with you and become familiar again, okay?”

8:47pm July 24, 2014

A Day Out || Harry and Angel (friends-by-the-throat)

withpurewhitewings:

friends-by-the-throat:

"So?! Telling you would probably piss you off and oh look IT DID! Sure, it occured to me, but I have trust issues. Hell after half a year and I still don’t trust you as much as I should. You even wonder why I wait to tell you things? Its because Its both me not trusting you enough, and because I’m used to someone who I since I was 8 that let me do a lot without harping. Hell, sometimes I think I should either break up with you or cheat on you so I can have some freedom. I let you do whatever the hell you want because you’re used to having freedom. Hell, I don’t tell you to not fly, to take the car places, but I don’t. Sure, people’d freak out, but who cares? You’re able to control people’s minds, make ‘em forget. I respect you enough to give YOU freedoms in a house that I am mostly paying for and in your life, but I feel like I have to walk on a tightrope most of the time or you’ll fly off the damn handle! That’s why I take your damn blood. Bottom line, if you need me, don’t bother me, because right now, I’m have half a damn mind to send our address to the nearest ITEX building.” With that, Harry left Angel there with Olive and Oatis, walking away angry enough to where if someone tried to talk to them, they’d probably be met with a fist in their face.

Angel was about to scream. Or cry. Both made her throat tight and her chest hurt. Her vision got slightly blurry as she watched him walk away. Finally she let out a shrill scream, barely a second long. He always just walked away from the problem! He got angry and then walked away and Angel would have to apologize later for acting like a freaking human being. 'Why don't you just send me away?! Go ahead, cheat on me, break up with me, throwing me in a cage for testing. I'd rather have half a dozen needles stuck in me than your fangs sucking out my blood!' she screamed in his mind, bombarding his mind with slurs and curses.

Yeah, he was walking away, but he was walking away to keep himself from either grabbing Angel and snapping her neck, or blowing a hole clean into that pretty little head of hers. He’d rather spare her life and kill someone who needed to die than regret having another innocent life on his hands.

‘Leave me alone….’ “AND STAY THE FUCK OUT OF MY HEAD!” That was Angel’s warning. If she tried to get into his head again, she’d be met with interferance and white noise. He didn’t need this.

8:42pm July 24, 2014

Mental Asylum || Harry and Angel

withpurewhitewings:

friends-by-the-throat:

"All right, all right. Let’s just check in." It was the fact that they were in a motel and not at home. Harry made mental note for when they got home and he finally got relaxed in the house to make a move. He was really just wanting to go and lay down, relax and sleep next to his lovely girlfriend.

"You hungry? I am."

"Yeah, I’m pretty hungry. But you need to eat first." Once they were checked in they went back out to Prinster. "Here’s your key to your room." she said, handing it to him. She handed one to Harry as well. "And this is your key for our room, if you want to go out. The pets will be in the same room as Prinster. Is that good for everyone?"

"You can come with me. Prinster can keep an eye on Olive and Oatis, he’s not stupid. Speaking of food, did you make sure to bring food for Oatis and Olive? Can’t help but worry about them." Harry put the key in his pocket, whereas Prinster just held on to his with his flipper, nodding to Angel before running off to his and the pets’ room, Oatis following him.

"Now then… As I was saying before Oatis interrupted me, I missed everything about you. Hell, your blood was so sweet tasting earlier. Let’s forget the past three years. I’m out, its a new chapter in our lives, and I’d love to have you be with me during this chapter and the ones in the future."

8:34pm July 24, 2014

A Day Out || Harry and Angel (friends-by-the-throat)

withpurewhitewings:

friends-by-the-throat:

"I would ask if I didn’t mean I was going to hurt you!  Hell, would you rather I just go waltz into a blood bank and ask? They’ll look at me like I’m insane! No, I don’t do it every night, every week. If I was greedy, then yeah, every night, but no, I’d rather you be able to go without noticing it." There goes the relaxing day. Which is bad.

"If you hate me for it, fine, do so. Hell, i’ll sleep on the couch for a while if you’d rather I do that. Probably more comfortable than getting a face full of feathers when you have your nightmares."

"Don’t you dare turn this around on me! My feathers aren’t as bad as the fact that you were drinking my blood, without my consent, even without my knowledge! You can’t do that! Why didn’t you at least tell me? And still, it’s every week. Did it never occur to you that what you were doing was wrong?" Angel didn’t care about the mood anymore. He was drinking her blood while she was asleep. She had other things to care about.

"So?! Telling you would probably piss you off and oh look IT DID! Sure, it occured to me, but I have trust issues. Hell after half a year and I still don’t trust you as much as I should. You even wonder why I wait to tell you things? Its because Its both me not trusting you enough, and because I’m used to someone who I since I was 8 that let me do a lot without harping. Hell, sometimes I think I should either break up with you or cheat on you so I can have some freedom. I let you do whatever the hell you want because you’re used to having freedom. Hell, I don’t tell you to not fly, to take the car places, but I don’t. Sure, people’d freak out, but who cares? You’re able to control people’s minds, make ‘em forget. I respect you enough to give YOU freedoms in a house that I am mostly paying for and in your life, but I feel like I have to walk on a tightrope most of the time or you’ll fly off the damn handle! That’s why I take your damn blood. Bottom line, if you need me, don’t bother me, because right now, I’m have half a damn mind to send our address to the nearest ITEX building.” With that, Harry left Angel there with Olive and Oatis, walking away angry enough to where if someone tried to talk to them, they’d probably be met with a fist in their face.

6:15pm July 24, 2014

Mental Asylum || Harry and Angel

withpurewhitewings:

friends-by-the-throat:

"Will do, dood!" Prinster saluted, waiting outside the check in building.

"You spend three years where I was away from me and you’ll understand my reasoning. ‘Sides, we have a right to share a bed after all that." They actually needed this in a way, time alone, a bit of time to relax, and maybe something else. They had to talk as well.

"I get it, Harry. But…" Angel shook the idea away. She had started to think that maybe she was the one who wasn’t ready, but that couldn’t be true. Still, she imagined Harry’s hands on her like they used to be and it sent chills up her spine. Not necessarily good chills. 

"All right, all right. Let’s just check in." It was the fact that they were in a motel and not at home. Harry made mental note for when they got home and he finally got relaxed in the house to make a move. He was really just wanting to go and lay down, relax and sleep next to his lovely girlfriend.
"You hungry? I am."

6:06pm July 24, 2014

A Day Out || Harry and Angel (friends-by-the-throat)

withpurewhitewings:

friends-by-the-throat:

"Yeah, just a little though at night. Midnight snack and all, just enough to tide me over. You mad?" He’d been doing so as a way to keep track of her should she disappear. Might be wise, or really stupid.

"Just trying to be safe, might have to hunt you down should something happen."

"Uh, yes! You’ve taking my blood!” She took a step away from him, looking disgusted. “You didn’t think to ask me? I would have been more than willing to give you some. You can’t just call it a ‘midnight snack.’ It’s so much more than that!” Her voice was raised. “Do you do this every night?!”

"I would ask if I didn’t mean I was going to hurt you!  Hell, would you rather I just go waltz into a blood bank and ask? They’ll look at me like I’m insane! No, I don’t do it every night, every week. If I was greedy, then yeah, every night, but no, I’d rather you be able to go without noticing it." There goes the relaxing day. Which is bad.
"If you hate me for it, fine, do so. Hell, i’ll sleep on the couch for a while if you’d rather I do that. Probably more comfortable than getting a face full of feathers when you have your nightmares."