i breathe you in again //evina//

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Jackson ran his hand through his hair, the sixth time he'd done so since he'd walked into the market. His intent was to buy food so that he could pull a picnic together and take Evina on a real date, somewhere that was out of his house and off his property. She deserved it, for a number of reasons, the primary one being that she was wonderful and deserved everything good in this world. Another being that he was a massive asshole who didn't deserve someone like her, considering that he was the reason she now had to do the bidding of the Dark Lord. What Jackson really deserved from her was a punch in the mouth. He hummed to himself as he walked the aisles, collecting the ingredients that he was going to need. Obviously, vampires didn't generally eat human food, but he wasn't particularly fond of the idea of watching her sip that crimson liquid out of a cup with a straw while he awkwardly pushed food around on his plate. Evina had told him that starchy, fatty foods were rather satisfying, and so that's exactly what he was going to give her: a human experience with wine and enough starch and fat to send himself into a fit of heart attacks if he ate enough. Jackson watched as the young woman at the cash rang through the items he'd put in his basket: fresh pasta, tomatoes, bacon, heavy cream, tomato sauce, parmesan cheese, and onions. Jackson was so immersed in his own thoughts of the evening that he had planned that he hardly noticed the woman across from him laying it on quite thick. She was good looking, certainly, but for the first time in a very long time, maybe even ever, Jackson didn't feel the need to reciprocate. He simply smiled, handed her the cash he owed her, thanked her, gathered his bags and walked away. When had he become a one-woman man? The house was quiet when he arrived home, which was also new. Usually, Evina was somewhere in the house playing the violin. The silence did not concern him, however. He doubted very much she was in any trouble, and if she were, he knew that she was more than physically capable of taking care of herself. Besides, he had an entire meal to put together before she waltzed back into the house. Jackson placed the grocery bag on the floor, flicking his wand nonchalantly. The kitchen sprang to life, groceries whisking out of bag, cupboards flying open to release spices, knives whizzing about to carefully take their station at a cutting board. The room was almost immediately fragranced with the food to be prepared. Jackson picked up a knife and began to peel and dice the tomatoes, dropping them into a pot to simmer down before he made the rest of the sauce. A knife beside him chopped onions and minced garlic, pitching them into a small pan to simmer in the olive oil that was waiting there. He walked to the liquor cabinet in the corner, dodging the popping bacon grease from the stove as he passed. Jackson rummaged through the cabinet, finding the bottle he was looking for after a moment. What was penne à la vodka without the vodka? As he walked back to the pot, which had since seen the addition of the onions and garlic, a generous amount of heavy cream, and some of the tomato sauce, he inhaled deeply, the aroma making his stomach rumble in anxious anticipation. He stirred the pot before pouring in what looked like it would be enough vodka, his other hand reaching to turn on a burner for the pasta. He was far more pleased than he would admit about how this meal was going to turn out. Not long after this, the bacon had been chopped and mixed into the sauce and the pasta had been boiled. He was just finishing combining the two and packing them away into a basket when he heard the front door open. Perfect timing. Jackson closed the basket and flicked his wand to shrink it down to a pocketable size. Racing out to where Evina was just getting in the door, he spun her around and covered her eyes. "Not so fast," he chimed, unable to keep the grin off his face. "We're going out. I have a surprise."

EVINA | 754 | <3 :3

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LOOKING AT YOUR SEE-THROUGH SKIN ALL YOU LOVE IS ALL YOU ARE It had taken a long time, but Evina had finally come to terms with that she was. She had been a vampire for nearly five months now, and the world wasn’t giving her the time to just cry about her fate anymore. Life worked a lot smoother and easier if she just took could accept her cravings and move on. Unfortunately, fully accepting that wasn’t simple. Acceptance had come a lot faster when she’s learned to turn off her emotions, turning a blind eye to that specific part of herself. It was easier now, taking the blood of others. She really didn’t need to kill to survive, but sometimes, mistakes were made. Again, with everything going on, it was just easier to turn an apathetic eye and move on. This is exactly what she did with becoming a pet of the Dark Lord’s. Evina had expected pain and fear to come from meeting the Dark Lord, but now she understood how he had once charmed the entire wizarding world. He had a certain atmosphere surrounding him that inspired fear and respect, but that in itself repulsed Evina. She found him sickening, even as he was perfectly polite to her in explaining how her new life was going to work. As she had been instructed, she had remained quiet and just tried to accept how things were going to be. There really was no escape; it was just easier to stop trying. Due to the Dark Lord’s promise of regular feedings, Evina had become much healthier. Her cravings were slowly coming under control, and in moments of desire she often could regain composure without losing herself. Everything really was improving, but she refused to credit the Dark Lord for that. He hadn’t used her for anything yet, and she had a silly little delusion that he never would ask anything of her. Of course, this was a complete façade. Evina, in the back of her mind, was waiting for that moment where her little world with Jackson would fall apart. His being a Death Eater had indeed helped her status with the Dark Lord, but not enough to treat her much different than any of the other vampires. At most, she was allowed to return home with Jackson when she was not required to attend mass feedings. Mass feedings were something Evina would rather not ever think about afterwards, because truthfully they were horrifying. All the vampires were put in a room, which was then filled with innocent humans to be devoured. A lot of the other vampires often killed their meals, but Evina did her best to stop herself before it came to that but . . . well, accidents still occurred. The sun had set roughly an hour ago, and when Jackson hadn’t returned, Evina left his flat to return to her little cabin. There, she changed and fixed her hair—doing her best to appear as normal as possible. A feeding was coming up, and as always, she found herself growing increasingly anxious. Partly her stress came from her lack of blood and the promise of feeding soon, but she also was not always able to block out the depressing guilt she felt for the victims. It was much better now, and she often hid it from Jackson, but nevertheless it was still there for her to fixate on when the rest of the world melted away. Blinking, Evina found herself zoned out in front of her mirror. Shaking her head slightly made her refocus on the present. A small smile spread over her pale lips as she remembered that Jackson could be back at any minute. Finishing up, Evina shut off all the dim lights that Jackson had installed for her and left the cabin. As Evina walked through the early hours of the night, she found herself skipping every so often. She lightly hummed a tune under her breath too. Yes, mostly everything was much better now. Her life, even as an undead, was better now, and it was for the best that she shut off her emotions to feeding and to serving him. Apathy allowed her to keep from suffering the full weight of the guilt and sorrow she normally would. Within moments, Evina found herself at the back door to Jackson’s flat. A small smile lighting up of her face, she opened the door only to find Jackson racing toward her. She nearly side stepped him on instinct, but instead closed her eyes and let him eventually turn her around. When she discovered he had covered her eyes, she found herself giggling. The moment the door had opened, the aroma of delicious human food wafted through the door, making her inhale in pleasure. Oh, she could guess what was going on, but she’d let him tell her first. At that moment, Jackson’s voice sounded near her ear, and she couldn’t help but grin. So this was what he had been late for . . . she couldn’t say she disapproved of his lateness for such a reason. Putting her hands up to cover his over her eyes, Evina nodded before slowly removing them so she could turn around to peck his lips. Then she turned back around and played along. ”For me? Well, lead tha way then!” words: 883 notes: sorry this wasn't much to reply to! i can't really go on though, you know? tags: JACKSON lyrics: Bridie jackson & arbour - all you love is all you are Made by Oblivion of BTN

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The sound of her giggle when he made it to her to cover her eyes was enough to send his heart into an absolute fluttering frenzy, something that he had no doubt in his mind that she would hear and note. But he didn't mind in the least. He liked knowing that she knew how she made him feel, especially considering that he wasn't all too good with the words and the describing of feelings to other people, the least of all being to the person the feelings were in regards to. Realistically, he'd never really had much experience with discussing real feelings in the first place. So could he really be blamed for the crippling inability to articulate himself like a human being? Not in his eyes. No, Jackson had no problem with letting his pulse do all the talking for him. Her small, cool hands rose to cover his, pulling them away from her eyes as she turned in his arms. Evina's kiss was small and chaste before she turned her back to play along with his game. Jackson couldn't help but grin as the surprised words left her lips, shaking his head slowly. First of all, she wasn't getting away with expecting one kiss to be enough for him at all. Second, she was a terrible, terrible liar. Jackson reached into his pocket to pull his wand out, flicking it and sending the basket in the kitchen on its way. Now he could get down to business. Jackson turned Evina's tiny frame easily in his arms, his hands reaching up to catch her cheeks in them gently. His grin was still plastered on his face as he leaned in to kiss her, marvelling at the way that this little woman in front of him made him feel on a regular basis. It was nice. It was also nice kissing her. Another thing he very much enjoyed being able to do on a regular basis. He held her there, although he didn't imagine that she would try to pull away or escape it, his lips moving easily against hers. Jackson could not imagine getting tired of this. It just didn't seem possible. And that was exactly one of the reasons that he wanted to spoil her so very much. When he finally pulled away, his grin was still set on his face. "Come on then, let's get a move on," he breathed, kissing her lightly on the nose. "Because if we don't leave soon, I might end up deciding that we're not going to leave at all." His grin became a little more devious as he winked at her, grabbing her hand and pulling her out into the night. The air had cooled considerably, the snow on the ground crisp and glittering against the rising moon. He tugged his coat off the hook on the wall, only letting go of Evina's hand to slide it onto his body and close the door behind them. Once those details were seen to, he turned and swept Evina into his arms, smiling down at her. "Off we go then." He would never get over how handy it was to be able to travel-along Apparate. The field they arrived in was secluded and quiet, a place that they wouldn't be interrupted. They had landed what looked to be a hundred metres or so from their destination, an old willow tree on top of a hill, overlooking a deep and long valley. Jackson pulled his wand from his pocket, swishing it and sending a bright spark firing from the end. It zipped along ahead of them, lighting a pile of logs off in the distance. He would be lying if he said the warmth wouldn't be welcome; February nights were cold. "That's where we're headed," he breathed, wrapping his arms around Evina's shoulder. "I suggest we get moving, because I am definitely starving. And with you looking as you do," he said, cocking an eyebrow mischievously as he looked down at Evina. "I might be tempted to just eat you instead." How in the name of Merlin did this girl do what she did to him?

EVINA | 693 | BAD JACKSON.  DOWN, BOY.

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LOOKING AT YOUR SEE-THROUGH SKIN ALL YOU LOVE IS ALL YOU ARE Really, Evina should have expected this. And yet, she was mildly confused and entertained to find Jackson turning her back around, moving his hands to frame her face. A grin spread across her lips as she kept her eyes closed anyway, awaiting the moment his lips touched to hers. His hands, even his lips, were so warm and soft. Jackson was like the torch to her snow, melting her away. It was wonderful, and it was uplifting. Jackson was able to melt away the reality of her life, of her existence, by simply being there and being happy. His happiness was infectious, and Evina had always appreciated that. Giggling as Jackson pulled back, Evina opened her eyes so see his beautiful grin. It was a wondrous thing to know she had essentially put it there. Such feelings she had never experienced in life. Then Jackson began to speak, and his jokes made her duck her head slightly in embarrassment. It was rather odd that she still felt flustered by the strength of his emotions for her, and yet it made perfect sense. Evina had never been loved and cared for like Jackson cared for her, and the feeling was one of love and dependency. Evina had always been a lonely child, and lonely children grow independent. Relying on another was a new experience for her, and at times it was still flustering. While Jackson took hold of his coat and put it on, Evina smiled up at him, not at all displaced by the low temperatures. In fact, they were somewhat comfortable—these freezing months – though of course she preferred to be warm overall. Before Evina had time to turn her attention back to Jackson, he had swept her away and announced their departure. Apparation had been easy and fast when Evina had been human, but now that she had to be carried along and was no longer the controller of the movement, it was extremely disorienting. When the two arrived in the field, Evina found herself leaning heavily into Jackson, clutching onto him so as to not fall over. It was odd, really, to have her vampire senses dulled by something so simple. Evina couldn’t say that she particularly enjoyed being spun and twisted around. The experience was close to the first time Evina had learned to apparate, which was never easy. Her dizziness, though, soon faded as she looked around and noticed the complete solitude. A hill, bleached white, rose nearby from the expanse of land, with an old tree marking the top. The scene was almost too perfect, as if magic had been used to make the scenery more appealing. Staring at it, Evina watched as Jackson lit the logs at the base of the tree, immediately capturing her attention. The shadows the danced off the flames and onto the trunk of the barren tree were more comforting than ominous. It made the entire place very inviting. Of course, Evina would be lying if she didn’t admit that Jackson made the scene that much more appealing. This was a place, she conceded, that was far enough away from the flat and from other people that nothing would distract them from each other. It was private and lovely. Jackson’s voice near her ear nearly made her jump, as she was concentrating on the silence and the fire in the distance so intently that she’d hardly noticed he’d wrapped his arms around her shoulders. Then his words registered, and she couldn’t help but laugh openly and good-naturedly. Reaching up on her toes, Evina wrapped her arms around his neck loosely and skimmed her lips up his jaw to his ear, where she smiled. ”Come now, Jackson,” she cooed, ”tis my line. Best watch yerself.” Nipping his ear, Evina smirked and leaned back into his arms. His eyes were bright and alert, as if anything she did did not escape his gaze. Placing a caste kiss on his lips, Evina then eased out of his embrace, grabbed his hand, and ran to the tree. In her haste, she nearly forgot to slow down to human speed, but at the last minute she reminded herself. ”Now,” she said happily, bringing them both perhaps too close to the fire. ”What was tha’ ‘bout starvin’?” Grinning up at him, Evina reached her free hand out to the fire, loving the way the heat turned her blue skin flush pink. words: 736 notes: haha get to the food first, you two! tags: JACKSON lyrics: Bridie jackson & arbour - all you love is all you are Made by Oblivion of BTN

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511| Evina | Adorbs.

I breathe you in again, just to feel you underneath my skin. Holding onto the sweet escape, is always laced with a familiar taste of poison.  I tell myself that you're no good for me.  I wish you well, but desire never leaves.  I could fight this until the end, but maybe I don't want to win.

If there was anything in the world that was better than the sound of her voice or her laugh, it was the way that her lips felt against his skin.  It was hot and cold and soothing and electrifying all at the same time, every single time.  It was enough to drive him crazy in all the best ways every time that she did it, and she knew all too well what it did to him. Jackson thought at times that perhaps she did it because she enjoyed it as much as he did, but he very much doubted it -- the idea of someone feeling more than he did when she did that was almost impossible to fathom.

She purred into his ear, nipping at the delicate skin when she was done, both actions causing him to grin practically ear to ear.  That was one thing that had really developed about Evina in the last few months.  She wasn't shy anymore, not really. She could certainly act the part, pretending that she was wholesome and naive to a fault, but Jackson knew so much better than that now.  She knew exactly what she was doing when she did it.  It was all with a set amount of intent. Devious, wonderful intent.

Bless this girl.  With that kind of learning curve, she was going to be the death of him and he was going to enjoy every single minute of it.

Her lips met his for another fleeting moment -- although he often felt that eons would never be enough for him.  Her hand then quickly grasped his, pulling him off into the direction of the little camp he'd set up for the pair of them.  Her excitement was completely tangible as she almost dragged him through the snow, nearly forgetting that he wasn't quite as quick as she was when it came to getting anywhere.  He grinned, bringing her hand up to his lips to kiss the soft skin on the inside of her wrist.  "You're so anxious," he teased breathily, laughing as they walked.  "The anticipation is half the fun, I'm told, and here we are, rushin' along, ya silly thing."  He kissed her wrist again before taking a deep breath of the cool winter air.  He wanted to savour this night, every single part of it, right down to the last snowflake.

As they reached their destination, Evina made right for the fire, as she often did at his home.  He too revelled in the heat it gave off, watching her quietly as she warmed her now-naturally cold skin.  It began to take on a more pink hue, and his smile widened as she looked up at him with bliss in her eyes.  "Pasta," he chirped brightly, letting go of her hand to go and open the basket he had packed only minutes before.  "Lots and lots of pasta.  And wine.  Because you can't have romantic evenings without wine."  He looked over at her, jiggling the bottle in his hand as he grinned.  "So I hope you're hungry."

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