#🦇wandering dhampir🦇 v; main 1

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💗 //ariel, @somethingxgreater

Tight Hug | @somethingxgreater

Though he was a little bit shaken by the sudden impact, Fausto soon recovered and hugged her back. Cool lips brushed her forehead in a chaste kiss for good measure. “I take it that means you missed me, ah?” the Dhampir teased, allowing himself to relax a little. Ariel was good. She was safe. More safe for him than most people, at least, and he deeply regretted having to leave her for so long. Gods, he loved being back in L.A., simply because it meant that he got to hold her in his arms once more.

“I’ve missed you, too, bella.”

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how good they are at 💋 - kissing ?

Very. “You really have to ask?” Amused, he looked the blond up and down, beckoning him over with only his eyes. “I’m almost insulted by the question. Why don’t you find out for yourself, bello?” If the other was curious enough to ask in the first place, perhaps he’d be willing to express it with more than words, but the Dhampir was doubtful. The guy was probably just trying to rile him up. Possibly a little too into the party, too.

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“ i really want to kiss you right now. “ (Ariel, somethingxgreater)

“Then what are you waiting for, bella? I certainly won’t object to it, but I do appreciate you making your desires known. And, in the spirit of honesty, I really want to kiss you, too.”

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“Are they standing right behind me?”(ariel, somethingxgreater)

Behind You | @somethingxgreater

“I wish I could tell her how much danger she’s in, or why I’ve been so jumpy lately, Rafael, I really do, and I know it isn’t fair to keep this from her, but…I just…she’s so happy! And kind! And incredible! And I don’t have the heart to ruin everything for her just because my past has come back to bite me. Again. Literally. I don’t want to burden Ariel with this…” Something changed in the eyes of Fausto’s Bavarian friend then. They widened and took on a more frantic spark, and the Italian Dhampir’s heart sank when he realized that the taller man was now looking over his shoulder instead of right at him. “She’s…right behind me, isn’t she?”

Rafael nodded, giving the pair an apologetic smile and a quick, “Ja, I’ll leave you two to it,” before darting off to give them some space.

Fausto took a deep breath and let it out before turning to face Ariel. “Ciao, bella,” he greeted nervously, one hand reaching up to rub at the back of his neck. “Soooo…how much of that conversation did you hear?”

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‘ um, no. fuck that. ’ (Ariel, somethingxgreater)

“Highly opinionated. I respect it.” Though his voice held shock at her outburst, Fausto followed his statement with a nod and an amused hint of a smile. “May I ask what induced your strong aversion to this sort of thing?”

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🔮 - magic

How Good is My Muse… | @riseofcreativity

“Not as good as I probably should be. There are a lot of spells I need to work harder at perfecting if I intend to leave my past demons behind for good. Protective wards in particular. I don’t want to have to keep running, you know? Settling down and having my own safe space would be nice, but in order for that to happen, I have to continue to hone my skills and the power my gods have given me.”

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"Stop talking" //ariel, @somethingxgreater

Shut Him Up With A Kiss | @somethingxgreater

He’d been mumbling to himself in Italian when she came over to him, grumbling about something not looking right on his latest project, but not being sure exactly what. Was it this stitch, or that dart, or one of the pleats, or-

Ariel’s kiss promptly drew him out of his thoughts, and he smiled as he kissed her back, wrapping an arm around her to bring her closer. He was careful to keep her from knocking into any protruding needles or pins, however. “Sorry, bella, I was rambling, wasn’t I?” Attempting to focus hard on something almost always resulted in Fausto talking to himself to puzzle out various problems, and he wasn’t used to having someone around to witness it. He supposed he was lucky he hadn’t been pacing around on the ceiling when she came in; that would have been difficult to explain without revealing his true nature!

“Actually, can I ask you for some advice? I’m working on a new blouse, but something is off about it, and I can’t discern what. Been staring at the damn thing too long. Could you take a look at it with your fresh eyes? Please? I’m stuck,” he admitted, sheepish and a bit frustrated by his own shortcomings.

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“I'm just a mirror, break my glass to fix your heart.”  (Nick; @mxrvelouscreations

The Last Dinner | @mxrvelouscreations

“I’m…not too sure what you mean by that,” Fausto admitted, now utterly confused in the midst of their argument. “Is that an English turn of phrase that I’ve just never heard before? Wait, are you insinuating that I have to hurt others to fix my own fucking damage? Do you think I’m that heartless?” The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, remembering everything his master had done to him; he would never have wished even a fraction of that on anyone else.

“Cazzo! I thought you understood at least a little of what I went through, that I was safe talking to you about it, and now you’re throwing it back in my face?!” A string of curses in both English and Italian left his mouth as he pushed the vampire away from him. He knew he wouldn’t be strong enough, but that didn’t keep him from trying. Brown eyes flared red. He should have known that this wouldn’t end well, but he foolishly let hope guide him instead of experience and logic, both of which told him that full vampires were manipulative bastards. Not to be trusted. Ever.

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" I sold my soul to the calling." Jerry says, looking at him.

@jonathancrane-scarecrows

Closed Starter | @jonathancrane-scarecrows

Fausto blinked, watching him carefully and straining to hear the ominous words over his own pounding heartbeat. He’d already gotten the distinct impression that being alone with this man could be disastrous for him, and the statement about selling one’s soul did nothing to assuage his fears.

“Oh?” he prompted, covertly looking for an escape routes. “And what calling would that be Carpentry? Mechanical engineering? Candle making? Or perhaps you’ve discovered a talent for fashion design and are seeking to collaborate with me on a new project?” Doubtful, but hopefully his wit would be enough to calm the aggressive vampire and keep those fangs at bay. He could twist the bat pin on his lapel right now, transform, and attempt to hastily fly away, but he doubted he’d be fast enough. Hadn’t prepared any spells that would be useful for a quick retreat, either. Perhaps a calming spell just to give himself a slightly larger window of opportunity? It was worth a shot.

He began muttering the incantation under his breath in his native tongue, but his nerves betrayed him. Words flubbed and casual façade cracking, the Dhampir took a few hesitant steps backward, crimson eyes locked on Jerry.

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Frankenstein:

if your muse had to choose, what three traits describe them the most? who taught them these traits, and who do they think had the most influence in making them who they are? 

Monster Asks | @runyou-clever-boy

“Resourceful,” was his immediate response. “I learned that from various sources. My mother, the army, the gods, years of experience. Intelligent is another one. And…cautious. I’d rather not talk about my primary ‘instructor’ for that one, if you don’t mind.”

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‘Fight or Flight’ + the titular Leprechaun(s) from the movie franchise (Okay, this one's from both muse and mun)

Fight or Flight | @riseofcreativity

“I’ve honestly never seen those movies, but I’m assuming I could fight leprechauns? I’ve heard some folklore, but never really researched them. They have some sort of magic, right? The trailer didn’t show much, but it seemed like the one from the movie did. I could probably cast Plant Growth or something like that to snare it with four leaf clovers.”

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❝ if you were the religious type i would challenge god to win your devotion. ❞ // Ariel, @somethingxgreater

Various Starters | @somethingxgreater

Her words, blasphemous as they were, brought a flustered smile to the Dhampir’s face. “I actually am a fairly religious person,” he admitted. “Grew up learning about and worshipping the Greek Pantheon. My faith is strongest in Hades and Persephone, but I honor others, as well. I have a feeling they would like you. They’re partial to devoted lovers. And rebels.” Gods, he adored Ariel to no end! She was kind, passionate, and more patient with him than he reasonably deserved. Sharing something like this with her came more easily to him than it had with any previous partner.

“I just don’t tend to advertise it outwardly because the world hasn’t always been kind to pagans. Italia in particular is still pretty much run by the Catholic Church. America, while claiming to be a diverse ‘melting pot’, is still mostly run by conservative Christians, no matter which party has their puppet in the White House. A lot of countries still fall under a theocracy, now that I think about it…” Fausto trailed off, having not intended on getting into a political discussion. “Point is, depending on where I go in the world, it may or may not be safe for me to openly practice my religion, devout as I am. That’s…not a problem, is it?” Hopefully, she hadn’t meant her statement in a discriminatory way. He doubted it, but he had to be sure. Opening up about his faith like this was a big deal, and he really didn’t want it to backfire. Perhaps this discussion might finally lead to him showing her some of his divine magic?

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Send 💗 to pull my muse into a sudden hug and hold them tight, refusing to let go (Nick; @mxrvelouscreations

Tight Hug | @mxrvelouscreations

Upon being wrapped up in the vampire’s arms, Fausto froze, more than a little bit apprehensive. His heart pounded in his chest, mind briefly flashing back to when he was caught in a much crueler embrace. But there were no fangs piercing his neck, no clawed hands groping at him, no hungry presence in his mind forcing him to comply. Just an attempt at comfort from someone who had been entirely sympathetic to his plight.

Fausto took a deep breath and let his fears go, slackening until he was comfortable in Nick’s hold. Leather-bound arms hugged the older man back tightly, fingers lightly digging into the back of his shirt. He wasn’t going to let go anytime soon, either. “Thank you,” he muttered, trying and failing to keep the shakiness out of his voice. “Your kindness and protection are greatly appreciated. I swear, you won’t regret this, although I don’t yet know how to repay you. I am in your debt.”

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‘Fight or Flight’ + Zeus (from Mun, since he worships at least some of the Greek Pantheon)

Fight or Flight | @riseofcreativity

“If you think I can fight a god and have any chance at all of surviving, you are severely overestimating my abilities. I’d stand a better chance if I fled, but only if I used magic, and even then, he’d find me easily. I’m afraid there wouldn’t be much I could do if Zeus ever saw fit to face me, so while I don’t actively worship him, I’d rather not do anything to anger him, either.”

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Fight or Flight + boggart

Fight or Flight | @handful-of-muses

“A boggart…that’s the creature that takes the form of your worst fear, si?” He paused, warily considering the implications of that. “I don’t know much about boggarts, honestly, but as long as it only resembles the appearance of another being and doesn’t gain any of that being’s power or abilities, I would absolutely fight it. Baby steps toward facing my true fear, no?”