ind. sel. bruxo vamp oc. low activity. reestablished 2018. penned by wraith
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;; Tumblr decided my Dismas blog (@openveined) isn’t worth keeping around? So he will be a discord only muse until (or if) I can get things sorted out.
#I should have been a pair of ragged claws :: ooc#/christ tumblr wtf#/there wasn't anything on his blog that was sensitive i just had him marked as it bc dd is messy#/its not down yet but its not letting me edit it
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It’s like seeing a ghost-- he’s sure for a moment that this is what’s before him. The smallest of smiles graces her sallow face, and in that moment Davit feels a well in his chest of relief-- maybe even joy. He can’t help but move to her quickly. It had been too long for mere paces to make an obstacle between them now. His embrace is gentle for the emotion filling him, but she looks too much like a corpse yet. It would be like touching a dried flower only for it to fall apart, he fears. Still, he presses his forehead to hers, voice unsure but bright. “My dearest sister... Is it possible? I was told that the witcher...”
@bruchetos / sc.
Her death had spread through chirps and voices able to cultivate a tale and she can see it on little ruva’s face the relief of her alive. But she can’t relay the same as her brethren; pale, gaunt, and still weak in recovery. The smallest of smiles break her tired visage, unveiling to be basked in the moonlight.
“Little Ruva … it’s been some time.”
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I washed my skin, in the wine you spilt. I am dull and red, and I am sorry.
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A Softer World: 1172
(It isn’t some creepy haunted doll, just showing up. You PACKED it.)
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Naughty or Nice?
he doesn’t understand what he did wrong.
tagged by: @saevcs
tagging: @sanguinesmiles , @vikevamp , whoever else wants to do it!
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Davit can only look to the older vampire for a moment. It’s not that the statement is particularly uncouth, but rather that, well... he hadn’t expected one of Dracula’s generals to talk so uneloquently. His face betrays that he’s slightly taken aback, he’s sure, but he has heard talk of Godbrand before. Maybe he should have expected it. “You mean just.... stop? In general?” That’s not likely. “I don’t ask you to stop your screaming in the heat of things.”
Sonic or not, Godbrand’s can be just as intrusive, he thinks.
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“You know lad. if you could lessen the screaming. It be a good day to end, don’t you think? My ears still ringing like lassie just gave birth.”
whatever he just said. Still with beer in hand and one hand on his tummy, he looks like a content elder vampire. Well elder in that he’s 200 years older then the other. Not elder in the way that eldritch vampires usually are.
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❛ never run back to what broke you. ❜ ( dlazycia )
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Davit has to stifle a whine low in the back of his throat. His jaw is gritted against it, against her words, and his eyes are cast low to his feet. To see his sister after such grief– grief after her and so much more– and to hear a warning, for her and himself? It stings. It stings because he does not want to hear it.
He doesn’t want to go back, so much as he’s not sure where else he can go. The higher vampire– yes, he had made mistakes. And Davit can’t rectify any, much less the ones he himself made. And maybe some part of him longs for the familiarity that Dettlaff offers– and what about Regis? To leave them behind…?
Can he even say that the pack broke him? He doesn’t think so– not like it broke his sister, anyways. How does he tell what broke him? If it broke him? Davit makes fists at his sides, turns his gaze to the side so it will leave the sight of her. “Surely it can’t… it’s not as bad as you make it out to be. I’m not running, I’m simply… why can’t I go back?”
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@tarnishedlilies / x
Davit lays his hand on the blade of the knife, eyes wide for only a moment. His breath comes faster though, and his body is tensed against the ground. He hadn’t expected the man to pull a knife-- maybe he should have. In all likelihood, it’s a reasonable reaction, now that he considers it, but if the commander knew. “Because it won’t work,” he tries to push the knife away. It’s uncomfortable against his throat, but it doesn’t burn like silver should. And it’s distracting at that, an afterthought. No, he has something he needs to ask. This is getting in the way. He shifts uncomfortably under the other’s hold, but he makes no attempt to move him, not wanting to throw him off lest he loses his attention.
“I need your help.”
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various starters
❛ you’re a weapon and weapons don’t weep. ❜
❛ hurt me once, I’ll kill you twice. ❜
❛ never trust a survivor until you learn what they did to stay alive. ❜
❛ death is the only god that comes when you call. ❜
❛ I am teeth. I am royal. you are nothing to me. ❜
❛ the sun will rise and we will try again. ❜
❛ we’re just kids. we aren’t supposed to be heroes. ❜
❛ I like my women like I like my Absinthe: bitter and intoxicating. ❜
❛ what doesn’t kill me better run. ❜
❛ she wasn’t looking for a knight. she was looking for a sword. ❜
❛ don’t dehumanize bad people, because it’s their humanity which makes what they’ve done so terrifying. ❜
❛ she isn’t just pretty. she is otherworldly and vaguely threatening. ❜
❛ magic is not good or evil. is a knife evil? only if the wielder is. ❜
❛ I don’t want your crown. see, I’ve come to burn your kingdom down. ❜
❛ they broke my wings. they forgot I have claws. ❜
❛ all that blood was never beautiful, it was just red. ❜
❛ what do you do when there’s no hero in the story? simple. you kill the monster and crown yourself. ❜
❛ how terrible it is, to love something that death can touch. ❜
❛ you may not be interested in war, but it is interested in you. ❜
❛ I feel divinity in my bones like aching. like fire. ❜
❛ you make me feel and I don’t like it. I want it to stop. now. ❜
❛ you are losing my interest and that is very dangerous. ❜
❛ she will burn your kingdoms down, herself with it, if it means your ruin. ❜
❛ it’s okay to be scared. it means your about to do something brave. ❜
❛ she looks like divine absolution. ❜
❛ I will not be another flower, picked for my beauty and left to die. I will be wild, difficult to find and impossible to forget. ❜
❛ be careful with words. they can be forgive, but never forgotten. ❜
❛ you not wanting me was the beginning of me wanting myself. ❜
❛ I’m tired of fighting. for once, I want to be fought for. ❜
❛ never run back to what broke you. ❜
❛ I was quite, but not blind. ❜
❛ your gut knows what’s up. trust that bitch. ❜
❛ we all eat lies when our hearts are hungry. ❜
❛ do not judge my story by the chapter you walked in on. ❜
❛ I’m just a girl, standing in front of a salad, wishing it was a donut. ❜
❛ you can miss something but not want it back. ❜
❛ you can’t save people, you can only love them. ❜
❛ I came, I saw, I made it awkward. ❜
❛ we buy shite we don’t need, with money we don’t have, to impress people we don’t like. ❜
❛ you’re always one decision away from a different life. ❜
❛ my brain has too many tabs open. ❜
❛ I’m not saying I hate you, just that you’re like the Monday of people. ❜
❛ there’s no ‘we’ in fries. ❜
❛ apology accepted, trust denied. ❜
❛ death and I have been scandalously intimate for some time now. ❜
❛ life happens. coffee helps. ❜
❛ I am mine before I am ever anyone else’s. ❜
❛ I rely a bit too heavily on alcohol and irony. ❜
❛ very early in my life it was already too late. ❜
❛ is that a threat or are you flirting with me. ❜
❛ was the use of force necessary in completing your objectives? ❜
❛ I’ll let you drag me to hell if it means you’ll hold my hand. ❜
❛ I do bad things, and I do them very well. ❜
❛ you drink too much, you cuss too much and you have questionable morals. you’re everything I ever wanted. ❜
❛ they will kill you, but first they will have to catch you. ❜
❛ drugs might kill you but they’ll never break your heart. ❜
❛ good girls are just bad girls that haven’t been caught. ❜
❛ a pretty face doesn’t guarantee a pretty heart. ❜
❛ no airbag, we die like men. ❜
❛ true evil is, above all, seductive. ❜
❛ it takes more courage to suffer than to die. ❜
❛ you must be lucky to avoid the wolf every time. but the wolf? he only needs enough luck to catch you once. ❜
❛ justice is vengeance in prettier packaging. ❜
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;; with all the stuff staff is doing rn, i’m throwing up my dis.cord if people want to keep in contact. add me at wraith#7848 if you like
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— 8 PEOPLE I’D LIKE TO KNOW BETTER !
TAGGED BY: I stole it from @diabolusfabrica
TAGGING: who ever wants to do it!
ONE ( ALIAS / NAME ) wraith TWO ( BIRTHDAY ) July 11th THREE ( ZODIAC SIGN ) Cancer FOUR ( HEIGHT ) 5′5″ FIVE ( HOBBIES ) martial arts, art, music, writing SIX ( FAVOURITE COLOUR(S ) dark red, pale greens, peach SEVEN ( FAVOURITE BOOK ) I can never choose EIGHT ( LAST SONG LISTENED TO ) Son of Robot - Dance Gavin Dance NINE ( LAST FILM WATCHED ) Venom TEN ( INSPIRATION FOR MUSE ) Mostly the B&W Witcher DLC, though Netflix’s Castlevania brought his muse back. ELEVEN ( MEANING BEHIND YOUR URL ) It’s a greek word, meaning the chattering of teeth.
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not to be nsfw but can someone hold my hand and do the thumb rub thing
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❛ never trust a survivor until you learn what they did to stay alive. ❜
A veiled warning? Maybe– Davit can’t determine why, or who. He and Rathain are survivors. His sister is. Regis– many of them are survivors, in name at the very least. Perhaps it’s a threat, but he feels no more wary than he normally does around the other vampire. “I suppose… but… it depends, doesn’t it? So many of us are blind to our own feelings. I doubt even such a warning would hold sway. We’d be happy to know that they survived, regardless of their methods.” Davit glances to the pack leader but stays where he is. “Why are you telling me this? Are you saying you don’t trust me? Or that I shouldn’t trust someone?”
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#sweet thames run softly for i speak neither loud or long :: queue#april is the cruelest month :: musings
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