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Fiona & Vincent’s Relationship

They had a very toxic and “relationship” that was really one sided. Fiona was Vincent’s first and only true “romantic” relationship he’s ever had. It started off as an innocent crush when he was a young teen but once he met her again as an adult and she actually started showing interest in him he was hooked. At the start she played the sweet innocent girl that made him fall harder & it wasn’t until they entered a relationship that she began to show her true self to him. So here’s a list of things that went on in their relationship.

Why Fiona even bothered being with him was out of boredom on her end and since Vincent became really cute+knowing that he     was crushing big time on her, she used it to her advantage to groom him     into a the perfect bloodbag--boyfriend.

Fiona constantly disregarding his health and almost killing him several times to the point he never knew if he’d actually make it out alive when she fed on him. ( She didn’t feed on him often only when she needed a pick me up ) He always hid his bite marks with long sleeves and hoodies because she couldn’t be bothered to help him heal them with her blood.

She only compelled vincent in certain situations where he needed to be silenced ( i.e asking too many questions ) make sure he’s telling the truth about certain things, seeing where his loyalty lies.

Fiona shamed Vincent over his diet and past looks, threatening to leave him if he regains the weight he shed off, killing his self-esteem. On the flip side she would praise him for his new looks and how handsome he became.

Fiona in the span of the 7 years they were together has cheated on vincent sometimes even in front of him or vincent catching her in the act with someone else. Vincent tried doing the same and when fiona found out through compulsion she killed the woman in front of him so he never attempted it again ( at least until he got his rosary and could lie to fiona )

She’s threatened to kill his sister Valentina many times if he tried to run away from her or try to tell someone about her. Because of this he always made sure his sister wore a rosary herself & told her to never invite fiona into her house.

When he killed himself and awoke pre transition she stayed just to curse him out & tell him he’s not going to last a day as a vampire if he completes his transition. Told him that he isn’t even worth being killed, her fun with him ended the night he died so she left him not caring if he died for good or turned.

Things weren’t always so bad. Fiona was his first girlfriend, kiss, sexual experience, first everything. She’d praised & ate his cooking since he was going to school for culinary arts. She did tend to spoil him on her good days. Whether it be with affection or material things like expensive clothes, jewelry, or allowing him to eat something really nice. There were many times where they were like a ‘normal’ happy couple & it’s those moments that Vincent always clings to when he thinks of her.

Even though he’s older now & recognizes all of the unhealthy behavior he had experienced with her he can’t say 100% that he wouldn’t go back to her.

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castelleve·( Damian ):

“Oh, so you’re a vampire?” 

Well, that didn’t mean he couldn’t kill her. It just wouldn’t be anywhere near a satisfying meal. The question, now, was would it be worth the effort? His grip on her arm was tight, he could easily break a bone or two if he wanted, but he was still weighing his options. There was a careful, but almost gleeful, lilt in his voice when he spoke once again. 

“I’m not another vampire, so I guess that means I might.”

      The vice grip on her arm makes her hiss in pain, her bodyalthough a vampire through and through, didn’t heal as properly as it should’vedue to her animal diet. Victoria finds it hard to be near this person’spresence she needed to get away fast. With her free hand she goes to pry theothers fingers off her arm, though she knows that whatever this guy is she won’tbe getting away unscathed.

      “…Please let go of me! I am of no use to you!”

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Perhaps he might have let it go another night. Perhaps if Vincent had drawn back to his easier, almost lackadaisical demeanor. Where he cared less about what he said, and more about shallow flirtation. But this night was different, lines had started to blur; and both of them had crossed it. One thing stuck, however -- a simple goad. A moment to reflect. 'What are you going to do about it,' Vince asked. Well the pistol cocks between his hands, lifts towards the other, and fires between his eyes.

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         Yeah—that’s what I thought, was probably the most ironic thing he could’ve said to himself before Arata raises his weapon, cold steel inches away from Vincent’s face. Scarlets blink once, twice, confusion setting in rather than anything akin to fear. Didn’t have much time to process that Arata pulled the hammer back and even more so retort with some kind of insult before the gun goes off with a bang. Some would say he got what was coming to him, things wouldn’t’ve escalated like this if he only kept his mouth shut—and to those people Vincent would kindly tell them to ‘fuck off’.

         It’s a sharp pain that he almost doesn’t notice at first—it’s not often someone tries to kill him funnily enough. It’s only when he begins to feel blood flow down his face, body—there’s so much that he loses his motor functions first. Vincent falls to the ground with a thud all the while his body shuts down, vision going blurred until all he sees is red….and then nothing but darkness.

        An hour or so passes on until he’s fully healed—bullet hole and all. A rush of air fills his lungs when he jolts awake.  He’s startled into hyperventilation before he’s able to fully regain his composure and piece together his last few moments ‘alive’. Hands rush up to cradle his head, there is nothing there only the memory of pain.

                                            What happened?

        Scarlet eyes gaze down, his clothes have been stained with blood—crusted to this point now—then takes a look at the thickened blood that pooled around the area he passed out. Great, what a fucking waste. Feeding would have to be his only priority for the next couple of days to replenish what he lost. First comes first, finding whoever did this to him.

                                                Who…

                                                              Who…?

        It all comes flooding back once he spots the bullet, that undeniably caused his ‘death’, embedded in the wall behind him. Arata fucking Nanase. That was who shot him—and over what exactly!? Because Arata can’t take a fucking joke?  The vampire could feel his blood boiling as he replays the moment Arata pulled the trigger over and over.

       That shitty brat could be cute sometimes, but that cuteness wasn’t going to save him from Vincent’s anger now. The second he gets his hands on Arata—even Vincent won’t be able to stop himself from snapping his neck like a little twig.

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       “Who’s being stubborn.” His own mirroring irritation – quick to rise and veil over the wariness that spikes at the other’s presence. There’s just something a little unnerving about all of these surrounding supernaturals. How he had navigated his way into the crowd, he’s still not entirely sure. An audible ‘tsk,’ and he looks away – huffs through his own nose, and scowls.

        “I can think about it if I want to. Why are you in such a rush? It’s not as if you’ll be dying tomorrow, idiot.” Hardly a lick of Japanese to this man – just forward, blase, pushy and far too open for Arata’s tastes. He grimaces at the thought of his teeth anywhere near him. Not with that mouth. Not by this guy. Not ever.

       “What’s that even supposed to mean? I’ll give you the same answer regardless. Pick something else. You’re not feeding off of me. Do you even know how stupid that sounds?”

           A smug grin works on Vincent’s lips while  Arata displays his...’tsundere’ attitude as the vampire likes to call it. This guy truly was like a tiny chihuahua barking away insults to a being who could easily kill him—not that Vincent felt the need to harm Arata in anyway...at least not yet. Arata in a way was his source of entertainment. Couldn’t let all the fun end so quickly.

          A dramatic sigh of defeat escapes from Vincent, “Alright, alright I can see you’ve made up your mind. I won’t ask again. But...”  With the words trailing off, Vincent’s haughty, playful demeanor shifts into something cold—menacing before he moves in swiftly, lifting a hand to grab Arata’s face. He applies just enough strength to keep him still, and a tad less force as to not leave a bruise. Firmly, Vincent tilts the other’s head up so that their gaze can meet, crimson to ocean blue.

           “...I could always take what I want by force. It would be so easy to make you do anything I wanted and there isn’t a single thing you could do about it.” He lies, there are a few caveats to his compulsion that he isn’t willing to share with anyone who doesn’t already know. “You shouldn’t forget what I am and what I can do just because I allow you to tease me.”

          Like a flip of a switch his demeanor changes back to what it was before, his grip on Arata’s face finally loosening with a small smile.

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castelleve​ ( Damian ):

“I could ask you the same thing,” he replied, hood flipped over to obscure his face, blue eyes narrowed in suspicion. He had pulled her into the alleyway, thinking she was like any other human woman he could kill for food. Just two a week, that was all he needed. 

But there was something different with this one. 

“Supernatural?”

         Victoria didn’t venture into town very often at night—or really at all if it couldn’t be helped but getting snatched up by some thing was just her luck. Dark brows knit together as the scent of blood washes over her senses yet again. She could feel herself getting dizzy with nausea...no perhaps it was her dormant lust for blood? She was not going to relapse because some monster wanted to cause havoc in town.

         “I...asked first. If you’re another vampire you won’t get anything tasty out of me.”

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castelleve​ ( Father Enoch ):

“Aren’t we all?” he replied, shaking his head. “Either way, it doesn’t matter - it’s a flock of food, nothing else.” His tone was curt, serious and fitting of his stoic expression. He had no patience for the other’s dramatics and no intention to react to them.

He looked the other up and down, making a ‘tsk’ sound with his tongue. “I suppose it depends, but if you’re asking for sex, I’m not into men,” Which would hopefully halt any flirting. 

         He heard the click of Enoch’s tongue yet this did nothing to deter the young vamp away from pestering him some more. So the good father was actually just a scammer just like he was. Seemed they had a bit more in common than he originally thought. “Damn the sex could’ve been fun, but I honestly wasn’t talking about that for once.” His grin grows wider. “I actually meant we could go grab something—someone to eat, together. Do you wanna know how I look for my next meal?”

           Vincent doesn’t wait for an answer, instead he keeps speaking. “I do it the super exciting way. I go to bars, clubs, lots of places where people get drunk and lonely and when there are drunk lonely people there are easy targets. Sometimes I get laid, sometimes I just feed, sometimes both happen! Really depends on my mood.” Vincent adds before eyeing the priest down in similar fashion. “I’ve never hunted with another vampire but I’m willing to try it.”

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castelleve​( Father Enoch ):

It was always refreshing to mingle with other supernatural - until he inevitably got a reaction like this, of course. 

“I’m off hours, come off it, will you?” Enoch replied with a scoff. It was behavior not suiting of a clergyman, but the priesthood was just a front, after all. He didn’t really care outside of the facade - he was a pagan through and through, not Christian in the slightest. 

         “Oh?” That had been an interesting fact. A dark brow raises as a shit eating grin works on Vincent’s face. “Are you perhaps a sinner yourself off hours, Father?” Vincent makes a show to dramatically sigh loudly and shake his head in mock disappointment. “Oh dear what would your congregation think if they found out the one preaching to them was really like off the clock?”

           The young vampire snickers to himself before gently prodding at the other with an elbow, of course purposely trying to get on the other’s nerves. It is what he loves to do—pester others for entertainment. “Hey, Hey, Father would you like to go out and sin with me later? Sound like fun huh?”

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raimpire​:

“Well, lookie ‘ere~” 

A heavy arm settles on the other’s shoulders, as Raimundo steps up close to the shorter vampire. “We meet again, sugar cube. Didya miss me~?” A rhetoric question really, one that Rai didn’t care to get an answer to, not that much at least. 

“Ya lookin’ exceptionally delicious today, darlin’. More ‘an ya did last time,” he purrs, his free hand moving over in an attempt to hold Vincent’s jaw between his index finger and thumb securely, as he’d lean over to run his long tongue over a soft cheek, slowly. 

No need to worry, he’s eaten already, so he’s just being a dick, since he’s bored.

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“—!!”

Of all the people he could’ve encountered it was the monster who ate other monsters?! The moment he feels the weight of the other on his shoulder and soon a warm tongue lapping over his cheek, Vincent feels a wave of anxiety wash over him, as well as a cold shiver run down his spine.

“C-Can you not do that?!” Vincent goes to shove the other off of him and wipe his face clean from cannibal saliva. “I promise that I didn’t miss you even for a second!” If his voiced cracked he wouldn’t acknowledge it. This was a valid reason to be unsettled.

“The name’s Vincent by the way not ‘sugar cube’…freak.” He grumbles out that last bit under his breath.

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Vincent & Victoria don’t have the best relationship anymore…

Victoria blames herself for not being there to protect her brother from Fiona.

Victoria also blames herself for not knowing that Vincent had been turned.

Also also blames herself for not teaching him how to survive off animal blood.

Vincent hates Victoria for making him forget about her. ( although he did the same to Valentina )

Also blames her for the reason he’s a vampire ( even though it was his choice )

He absolutely disapproves of her diet & can’t survive on her stupid ways.

Valentina sometimes visits Vincent’s cafe unknowingly & it kills him inside but happy that she’s grown into a normal adult with a family and kids.

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vincent vc I haven’t spoken to my sisters in 20 years and I’m doing alright...

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@castelleve​ || 🥀 ( for dami )

       “Y-You reek of human blood...go away.” She scrunches up her nose in disgust and covers her nose from the strong scent she hasn’t smelled in decades. “You’re making me sick—what the hell are you?” Sure humans killed other humans but this guy....seemed like nothing of the sort.

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@castelleve​ || 🥀 ( for the good father lol )

        “—Before you ask yes I am a heathen and I sin everyday, father. I ain’t got the time to listen to whatever stupid spiel you’ve got stored up because I’ve heard it all before.” Just seeing the uniform was enough to irritate Vincent. Something about righteous church types trying to change people pissed him off. “Even if you are like me I still don’t trust you.”

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@kaerux​ || 🥀

         Vincent narrows crimson eyes at the other and lets out a small annoyed huff. “Are you done being stubborn? Are you gonna let me feed off ya in exchange for using my powers for—uh whatever it was you wanted?” The reason completely slipped Vincent’s mind not that he truly cared anyhow. It was just an even exchange, using his powers on someone, and them helping to replenish those powers by letting him feed off them.

         “The offer still stands y’know, and we’re alone so you don’t have to worry about anyone looking at you different or whatever the problem is.” Arata does seem like the kind to want to save face in every situation.

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@cxnfectioniism​ || 🥀

       “Oh it’s you...” The seemingly cheerful one of the group. That kind of positive energy was sickening, almost as sickening as all the sweets they were surrounded by. “I need to fill the jar near the register with some candy. I want the good shit none of that tootsie roll or peppermint garbage. You can help with that can’t you, red?”