May302012

Tristan & Sutton || Awakening

sutton-ward-rp:

“Plain is fine, really.” She said, taking the aspirin and water from him. She popped an aspirin in her mouth and sipped the water. She waited and watched as he left the room, relieved by the smell of coffee leaving the room. It was a kind gesture on his part, really, but she’s never been a fan of coffee. Unfortunately, now there was very little that masked the smell of his bedroom. She shuddered slightly. Look what she had gotten herself into, now. She had spent the night, not only in a vampire’s house, but in his bedroom! Even if she were to tell the pack, she doubt they would even believe her.

Tristan returned with her tea, handing it to her politely. She took it gratefully, drinking the tea. She felt it warm her body, and she sighed, closing her eyes. She opened them and looked at Tristan, who was still watching her carefully. “Ah…thanks.” She said finally, looking back to her tea. “For everything. But really, I should be going.” She stood up carefully, but the dizziness got to her once more, and she swayed before quickly sitting back down. Embarrassed, she looked away from him, and back to her tea. The tea was helping, but she still felt the after-affects of everything. She waited for the aspirin to kick in, wishing desperately that she could go back to sleep.

“You know what really cures a hangover? Vampire blood.” Laughing lightly at the look on her face, he shook his head and held up his palms. “I was only joking. But seriously? It does actually help most sickness.” Smiling a little at her he looked around the darkened room and wrinkled his nose at her smell. It was too much..animal in one person to be considered pleasant. It would take him awhile to get the smell to fully leave.

“No, problem. I would’ve put you in another room, but their were a ton of strippers that decided to take up residence in there with some of their..costumers.” Scratching his chin, he looked at her before moving back across the room to sit in his chair and read his paper. “You can stay for as long as you’d like. At least, until you feel better enough to leave.”

(Source: tristanisthevampire, via sutton-ward)

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Text to Addison

  • Tristan: And that is all we are? Friends with benefits, right?
  • Addison: Damn phone. I do not want to call the support line. What? Oh! Well, yes? We're friends too but we're also friends who have sex.
  • Tristan: Right. Okay..you want to come over tonight?
  • Addison: Works for me!
  • Tristan: Shall I cook some dinner for us?
3PM

Text to Addison

  • Tristan: And that is all we are? Friends with benefits, right?
  • Addison: Damn phone. I do not want to call the support line. What? Oh! Well, yes? We're friends too but we're also friends who have sex.
  • Tristan: Right. Okay..you want to come over tonight?
2PM

Text to Addison

  • Tristan: And that is all we are? Friends with benefits, right?
2AM

OOC

Be on early tomorrow afternoon because school lets out early. Goodnight, loves!

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Light my Fire | Tristan & Anastasia

anastasia—nikolaevna:

Anastasia took one last look at herself in the mirror before she headed out of her apartment. Wearing a short dress and heels, her dark hair a tousled mess of curls, she looked damn good if she did say so herself. She smirked lightly before walking out of her apartment and grabbing a taxi to a large, dark mansion on the outskirts of town. Tristan would have to live out in the middle of nowhere. She rolled her eyes at the thought but tossed a couple of bills at the cab driver as he pulled up to the house. Anastasia made her way up the walkway to his front door and knocked lightly, her pale skin shining in the moonlight against the dark emerald green of her dress. 

As the door opened to reveal Tristan, a permanent smirk on his features and his pale blue eyes glowing in the moonlight, Anastasia returned his smirk wholeheartedly. “Tristan, darling, how are you?” she asked sweetly, leaning forward to press a kiss to his scruffy cheek. “May I come in? I have a proposition for you.” she said, smiling as she placed a hand on her hip, shifting her weight from one foot to the other.  


Sitting down the book on his ancient desk, he took a look around the library before going downstairs to get the door. The girl, he could hear her heels clacking, was walking up his drive and was not yet to the door. He waited for her to knock before opening it to reveal a truely breathtaking sight that made his best purr quietly in his chest.

Anastasia stood proudly on his doorstep in a very short dress and very high heels, he could have worshipped her then and there but he held his ground and settled for a simple smile to her. Frozen still, he let her kiss his cheek, loving her scent as it wafted by, before moving over to allow her entrance to his home.

“Please come in and we will talk some more about this proposition.” Smiling brightly, forgetting his troubles for the time being, he walked in after the girl, shutting the door behind him. “Can I offer you something to eat? Maybe some wine or something? I have no liqour here since everyone drank all mine at the party.” Grinning a little bit at her, he sighed sadly to himself.

Tristan felt horrible for making that scene yesterday. He felt horrible for embarrassing Addison. But most of all, he felt horrible for the feelings that he harboured for the girl because he promised her they would only ever be friends with benefits. But that ship had sailed and Tristan was slowly getting tired with it day after day, wanting more and more of the girl.

1AM

OOC;

Help! Does anyone know how to tag a page to make it to where you can just simply tag a picture or whatever and it automatically goes to that page? I used to know how but now I have forgotten!

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