forum I’m really craving something supernatural huh // OxO // CLOSED!

Started January 06, 2020 by @GoblinKing

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The creature rolled his eyes. "It was not meant to sting you. Merely to state the truth." he shrugged his shoulders, the shadows playing through his fingers.

“Take a fucking joke. People these days, no sense of humor.” Danny rolled his eyes, toying with the knife in his fingers.

The creature raised it's eyebrows slightly. "If you say so." It started walking. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I must be going."

Danny got in front of him, not completely thinking through his actions. All he knew was that it was beat for him to keep an eye on Alex- and the creature in him. “Why? You can stay here.”

(by the way, what would you prefer I do? Either I can have Alex pass out after this and Danny has to carry him home, or if you want, Alex can just be really tired and weak, but stick around at the bar. Which works best for you?)

The creature narrowed its eyes. Shrugged. "But I don't want to, Daniel." It replied, looking up at Danny.

(Honestly, having him pass out would be good. Then Danny has a choice to make, and it gives him a chance to be less aggressive)

“Not my name, cunt.” He fidgeted with the butterfly blade in his hands, nearly flicking it out. “But it doesn’t matter what you want.”

(kk, will do. Though the curse isn't going to surrender just yet)

"Of course it doesn't. Didn't matter what Alex wanted with Keats, either, but hey, supernatural creatures are all alike, aren't they." The creature's voice was flat and matter of fact.

(Sure thing!)

Danny’s hair bristled at that statement. “Don’t fucking say that.” He snarled, taking a bracing step backwards. “You can’t say shit about supernatural people.”

It smirked. "Can't I? I'm a curse, put on this family line by a supernatural creature a very long time ago. Keats didn't give Alex a choice, you're not giving me a choice, I don't give the Swanson line a choice. Sounds the same to me."

“You’re a curse. Not a supernatural person.” Danny snapped, twirling the knife in his fingers. “And what fucking choice is there to make?”

"Hm. Depends. Alex wasn't given a choice over whether Keats got in his bed, the Swanson males don't get a choice whether they get the curse, and you're not giving me the choice to leave."

“I can’t believe I’m arguing with you. Do I gotta spell this out, man? Someone fucking raping you and someone not letting you leave aren’t exactly the same.” Danny snarled, his voice becoming harsher and more animalistic.

"Oh I wasn't raped. And it's not rape if he never said no." The creature shrugged, glancing down the street in a desperate want to leave.

“That’s not- fuck, dude, why do you want to leave so bad?” Danny looked down at the creature, pushing his hair away from his face.

"I want to have fun, of course." It hissed. "Not stand around bandying paltry insults with a small minded werewolf."

Danny went quiet, trying to figure out what to do next. He couldn’t keep talking to this thing, but it hadn’t aggressed him at all. To attack the creature would be to attack Alex, and that was the last thing he wanted to do.

Shadows played between it's fingers, and it cocked its head. "Then again…you might be just as fun as anyone else."

“..Then let’s go, buddy.” Danny growled, cocking his head and rolling his shoulders. “I’m up for whatever, babe.” His voice was teasing once more, trying to force a reaction.

"Babe?" The thing arched an eyebrow. "What, you gonna punish me, daddy? I'm afraid I've been rather naughty." It smirked teasingly, the shadows growing.

Danny was a little stunned at that- it definitely came out of left field in his mind. If it keeps talking like this, a fucking curse is gonna get me horny, holy shit. “What do you mean by ‘fun’? Don’t dance around it.”

"Aw, cutting straight to that." The thing replied, laughing. It was strange, seeing Alex's body like this. The movements so different from the introverted, calm person Danny had gotten to know. The shadows spread out, racing towards Danny. Everywhere they touched, they burned and ate at exposed skin, at clothing, even at the pavement beneath them.

“What the fuck, man!” Danny leapt back, feeling the sharp sting on his hands.

The creature laughed, throwing back its head as the shadows crawled forward. "You wanted to know what I meant by fun. I thought this was what you meant."

“You’re a sadistic asshole, dude..” Danny groaned, eyeing the shadows nervously. “What the fuck do you even want with Alex?”

"Yes, I am. And I don't have a choice about him. Like I said, I'm a curse upon his family line. So I have fun, since I'm stuck with them."