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Like an ill-jointed animal, he sloped slightly to one side. His silhouette was strangely sharp, betraying the edges where cadaver skin stretched taut over bone. The rain did his ugliness no favors. It ran through his pale hair like grease and streaked his beard.

His unsteady gaze lifted just so when the blood drinker gasped her surprise. Rain poured into her eyes but she never quite blinked it away, her death mask unmoving past the mimicry of feeling. A noise rattled in the back of his chafed throat. Perhaps a laugh. Some approval, anyway.

"Countryside stroll," He declared, his voice the common rasp and groan. Water in his molars. "Thought I might check on you. In case you're living peacefully or some shit."

🌧 standing in the rain without an umbrella // from @haugtekinn

"Jesus!" Jesse's hand flew to her chest, a pointless mortal gesture, feeling the rapid beat of her own heart. "Jesus christ, you startled me. What are you—" She took him in properly, shaking her head. A glint of amusement came into her eyes. "You're dripping wet, what are you doing out here?"

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ooc. Alfredo has no ties to Amel whatsoever and is not what modern society would consider a vampire. He is a revenant that was bound by “sorcerers” somewhere in Scandinavia. As such, he is considered a draugr, and his physiology is different from that of the most common vampires. He does not share in the blood connection with other such vampires and is, in fact, actually undead. 

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ooc. 

me remembering santino: oh let him sleep

me remembering alfredo: I’VE ABANDONED MY BOY

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vampire who's married to an archaeologist voice: my love, stop trying to carbon date me

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the fact that i am constantly saying strange and unpleasant things is just part of my charm

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what is your love language?

tagged by: @intervieweird (eons ago rip)

an undoing influence

Can someone tell you what to do? You have been carrying so much love within you for so long it is starting to turn into anger (why does it matter, all you see is red anyways) and you have been dragging this body through each day and every night you are split open on your bed and it is so so so lonely. If someone were to walk in while you were on your bed that way and they stitched you back in a new way, lining the seams with their love and kisses, you’d probably find this dreary world a little more bearable. You want someone to turn you over and over until you look in the mirror and see yourself looking back at yourself with a gentleness which has been lacking in you since forever.

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"Sounds like you got your work cut out for you. Pretty bold words though, from someone who'd rather smell the roses than good old fashioned corpse meat. Don't worry, I'd make you choke one way or the other." The draug sneers at Pandora's turned back.

@pandoratheancient said: 💋💋

"Don't start anything you can't finish."

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WE ARE NOT DEEP

WE ARE JUST UGLY

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No one looks at me when I walk. People want me to pay money for each thing I get.

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-dusts off the layer of dust on Fred-

"If you get anywhere near my fleas I will have you hanged. They have families, y'know."

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@pandoratheancient said: 💋💋

"Don't start anything you can't finish."

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me: okay, so, are we fighting or are we flirting? because i'm getting mixed signals here

vampire: my fangs are literally inches from your throat right now

me: that doesn't answer my question

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“Love? I know hunger, fear and heat. I know when hot blood spills into your mouth when you bite down in the flesh of a fresh kill.”

— Marlon James, Black Leopard, Red Wolf

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vampire who's married to an archaeologist voice: my love, stop trying to carbon date me

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how could you do it … ? 

                                                       i was only a child. 

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Eau Claire Leader, Wisconsin, May 18, 1917