“Alright. Surprise me with something. Preferably something that 𝙞𝙨𝙣'𝙩 violent.” As if a person with violent intentions would listen to that…

Amato thought on it for a moment before landing on his hand— then poof! He’s back to a human form, his hand in his. He has a shit eating grin when he pulls his hand back away. “Depends on what you can offer me.”

“Eh, I don’t need it.” he waved a hand dismissively. He stopped walking once they reached far enough into the alleyway and turned to face Proton. “Can’t say it’s the most entertaining transformation ever. Sorry to bore you.” And so, in a plume of light pink smoke, Amato had turned into a bat! +

“Hm. Very well. Though, not like I care to entertain you. I’m not being paid to. I’m doing this because I’m bored.”

“Entertaining? Hmmm, well, how often do you see people turn into bats and whatnot?” he raised a brow.

Amato isn’t too concerned with either, somehow. He has a bad feeling about Proton, but not a 𝙢𝙪𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙨 feeling… Weirdly. “I think I’d rather be sober for it.” He moved to walk out of the venue, expecting Proton to follow. Amato seems to just want to show off…

“An alley?” Amato looked a bit nervous about that… This guy wasn’t trying to come onto him, was he—? Maybe his head is in the gutter, but that’s the only reason Amato could see an alley being necessary… Well. Oh well. “Sure. There should be one behind the venue.”

“Sure.” Amato nodded his head. “Not sure where to go for it, though.”

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🙂‍↕️ if anyone’s awake pt 2.

“Oh, heavens no.” Amato laughed and shook his hand dismissively. “That isn’t my intention at all! Honest!”

“Mm, well, I can turn into both mist and a bat. Can’t do that in here though, that would be showing off. So maybe somewhere else.” he laughed.

“Prove it? Hm.” He’s never been doubted before— probably due to his fame. Amato opened his mouth to bear his fangs at Proton. “Good enough? Or do I need to further prove myself?” he hummed softly.

“Sort of,” he laughed, “we’re the first ever monster-folk group to be out publicly about our identities. I just think, y’know, times are changing. We shouldn’t have to hide anymore about being monster-folk.” He shrugged.

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“I’m Amato— I’m the vampire member of Blood Moon. My 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙜𝙪𝙚, so to speak, is a werewolf; his name is Dimitri.”

“I’m glad to hear.” Amato downed the rest of his own drink, grimacing a bit. Too strong… “What’s your name, may I ask?”

“Oh really? Hm, that’s too bad. Hopefully you’ll link up eventually.” That explained how out of place Proton looked, but not the bad feeling Amato got from him… Maybe it’s just his imagination? He can’t shake the feeling, though. “So I take it you enjoyed your experience?” he teasingly grinned.

“Oh? Why, thank you.” Ruby eyes looked over Proton’s figure for a brief moment before he returned his gaze back to his face. “And thank you for coming out to see us, more importantly. Your support means a lot. Have you been a fan for long, or more recently?” Just a means for conversation. He +

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“I wish people would stop wanting me to bite Dimitri on stage. It’s incredibly uncomfortable.” 💧

It’s taking everything in Amato to restrain himself from rolling his eyes. He needs to be polite. “I will. I see him later today at rehearsals. I’m sure he’ll be delighted to hear from you.”

“I see… I guess I’ll count my blessings that he didn’t mention it at random.” he sighed, allowing his head to be tilted. “We are a pop group. Groups in America are rare I think, but we do pretty well. I guess because we’re the first out monsterfolk idols… Our label thought it would be a good idea+

“Of course that’s the only thing he mentioned when it comes to me…” he groaned. “It… Is nice, at times.” When Dimitri’s tongue isn’t practically down his throat on stage is nice, but he’s refraining from mentioning that embarrassing detail. “Dimitri is a hard worker, so I’m glad that he’s at+

“Wh—-!?” The person Dimitri gets fan service-y with? Amato’s face immediately fell into a look that could almost be described as borderline uncomfortable. That isn’t how he wants to be known… His contempt towards Dimitri only grows. “Yes… Aha… I suppose you can say that…” he tried to force +

Amato sat still and patiently, his hands clasped against his lap. “Oh, ah, I’m a singer. My name is Amato— I’m apart of the duo group Blood Moon. An embarrassing name, in my opinion… Considering what we both are…” he mumbled. Blood Moon? That’s the name of the group Dimitri is in!

The vampire walked behind Rose to the station and sat down in the chair. “I was recommended to you by my coworker… He seems to quite like you.” he continued to flash the same soft, but warm smile as he spoke. “I just need a trim, basically. To get the dead ends off and to refresh the layering.”

{ @eyes-for-disguise.bsky.social } Amato was in dire need of a new hairdresser… Knowing that, his coworker Dimitri recommended him Rose. Something about how he was trustworthy and yada-yada-yada. Amato stopped paying attention half way through the werewolf’s gushing. Once Amato walked into the+

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“… I do not hate you for it,” Amato said slowly, “nor would Dimitri. But, I think… Dimitri probably would be open to the idea of polygamy. I myself am not…” He sighed, frowning. This was definitely a sticky situation… “What happens next is up to you.”

“Is something wrong?” he asked hesitantly. Dimitri hadn’t told him anything at all in regards to Yana’s feelings towards him, or even if he felt the same. Amato is completely in the dark about everything.

“Dimitri? He’s…” His face scrunched up a bit. “Annoying and loud. He’s an alright man, I guess. I just wish he would stop flirting so much with everyone he meets.”

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“I’m tired of people assuming I make rock music just because I’m a vampire… Why is this even a stereotype?”

“But of course. Godspeed in dealing with Dimitri…” he laughed slightly.

“….No, it isn’t that. I just feel bad for you, is all.” he forced a light smile in an attempt to reassure her. “It all sounds difficult…”

Amato hummed and flashed Yana a look of sympathy as they were seated. “Does this happen often?” he asked quietly before sighing softly. “People sometimes are afraid of me for being a vampire, so I understand in some ways.”

“My best tip is to just ignore or take it as a compliment.”

“Oh! It’s been a minute since I’ve seen another one outside of my family.” he smiled warmly.

“Dimitri called me a fruit bat because I like men. I want to be mad, but it’s kind of funny actually—.”

𝘊𝘢𝘦𝘭𝘶𝘮.ᐟ ㅤ amato time, babeyyyyy

𝘊𝘢𝘦𝘭𝘶𝘮.ᐟ ㅤ apparently there were people i weren’t following back 🧍‍♂️ i’m sorry, i didn’t get any notifications for new follows 😭

𝘊𝘢𝘦𝘭𝘶𝘮.ᐟ ㅤ amato time, babeyyyyy

Amato’s smile softened once he saw the bracelet. “You shouldn’t have… Thank you. I appreciate it greatly.” He nodded his head as a thanks as he stepped inside the restaurant, folding up the parasol.

“Sadly, yes. It’s how I manage to have stayed sane for the 2 to 3 years I’ve known him.”

Amato raised a hand as a greeting and smiled. The shade of the signature red and black lace parasol in his other hand protecting him from the sun. “Yana, hello. How are you?”

“Good luck with that.” he laughed. “I’ve known him for years, he still comes onto me and others.”