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𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈   :   zaiden   &   sinclair.    (   @unchngd​   ) 𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏   :   home. 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆   :   4:18   AM.

               𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐄 𝐎𝐅   witching   hours   had   always   been   his   favorite   ;   it   brings   him   back   centuries   ,   to   a   time   when   his   chambers   were   illuminated   by   the   soft   glow   of   candlelight   &   the   sensation   of   lush   silk   bathed   his   pale   skin   …   to   a   time   when   the   heavy   doors   would   creak   open   and   his   lover’s   tall   frame   would   stand   dutifully   to   protect   his   pride   ,   his   safety   ,   his   legacy.   the   silence   provided   them   ample   cover   to   grow   tangled   with   one   another   ,   broken   only   by   the   whispered   sound   of   hushed   &   reverent   𝒊   𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆   𝒚𝒐𝒖   ,   𝒊   𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆   𝒚𝒐𝒖   ,   𝒊   𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆   𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒔.   over   six   centuries   had   passed   since   nights   like   those   ,   and   yet   ,   as   zaiden   lays   peacefully   among   the   plush   duvets   &   feather-fluffed   pillows   ,   ice   blue   hues   can’t   help   but   study   the   familiar   outline   of   sinclair’s   form   from   across   the   room   with   careful   intent.   

               ❛   clair   ,   ❜   he   starts   ,   lazy   drawl   lilting   quietly   as   he   stirs   amongst   the   sheets.   ❛   how   much   longer   are   you   going   to   fuck   around   with   those   ?   we   can   put   them   up   together   tomorrow.   ❜   zaiden   attempts   to   keep   his   tone   stern   &   serious   ,   but   the   sluggish   whine   that   colors   his   words   would   certainly   not   go   unnoticed   to   sinclair’s   trained   ears.   he   reaches   with   one   arm   ,   inked   digits   flexing   in   a   grabbing   motion   ,   as   if   doing   so   would   compel   them   to   draw   close   &   climb   into   bed   with   him.   ❛   it’s   past   four   ,   sun’s   gonna   be   up   soon.   at   least   nap   with   me   ,   or   something   …   ❜   as   his   murmur   trails   off   ,   zaiden’s   expression   softens   ever   so   slightly.   ❛   we’ve   done   this   moving   shit   so   many   times.   c’mon   ,   we’ll   figure   it   out   later.   we   always   do   ,   right   ?   ❜

there’s already a small grin pulling up on clair’s lips ; having heard the prince on the sheets behind him get restless before he finally opted to speak. they give it a beat , two , three before they put the tools they’d been counting down in their case , turning on a heel over a verbal response just yet. too busy taking a moment to study that familiar pinch in zaiden’s brow , & the slight but obvious to him way his lower lip puffed out in a proper pout. it’d been century after century , & clair hoped it’d be several more , that he got to chuckle at that expression on a capable & finely tuned thing of d e a t h that zade ( & himself ) were.

“ fiiiiine , fine. you’re oh so demanding , for someone that’s sat there pretty all evening over helping. ” they quipped , followed by a clipped snort. sinclair rolled their shoulders before falling down on the mattress , crawling up until he was level against the headboard next to zade , one eyebrow drawn up in their amusement --- “ we always figure it out , yes , but you know i like to count everything as i unbox it. still need to map & figure out how im setting up my new personal garage. this storage unit is maybe three times as big. . . lots of play room. ” they only paused to wink at zaiden before they went on , “ it’s nearly 4:30 in the morning , too close to dawn for a nap. so what is the or something you seemed to have in mind ? ”

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ft : sinclair && open ! location : ambrose town square time : 8:45p.m.

tall form was posted up comfortably in a corner , clutching a neglected beer , watching what seemed like the entirety of ambrose come together for this somber & solemn moment. they couldn’t help but to feel a bit intrusive , but they’d been through small town after another --- it’d probably be more strange if they didn’t attend , despite not having any previous connection to the grieving. so here he stood , on the edge of the crowd , watching zaiden navigate the sea of new faces with the same confidence & suaveness he’d always possessed , poised like the prince he was ; & himself , ever watchful from across the way. some things truly did never change. . . 

the yeast from the drink his hands wafted into his nostrils once more , & sinclair regretted not bringing his trusty pocket vial of blood to make it more appetizing. still he lifted it to take a shallow sip , lips curling at the awful taste on his tongue. he clears his throat , looking up just in time to see someone close the distance & approach.

sinclair nodded , pushing off the wall to stand straight to acknowledge them proper , “ does all of ambrose typically come out for these types of affairs ? everyone & their mothers seem to have come out. ”

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Langston Hughes, from ‘Tired’ featured in Selected Poems

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The Devil asked me how I knew my way around the halls of hell. I told him I did not need a map for the darkness I know so well.

(via lasheeda)

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no offence but do i look like i understand anything

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Bill Skarsgård as Willard Russell THE DEVIL ALL THE TIME (2020)  dir. Antonio Campos

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                                ( (  * P I N N E D P O S T !  ) )

UNCHNGD  ;  a  dependent  multi  -  muse  roleplay  blog  for  goryhq  ,  hated  by  KAY  (  she  /  they  ,  29  ,  est.  triggers  include  :  c*terpillars  ,  ch*ld ab*se.  )

current cast  :

sinclair portier   —  vampire  ,  679  ,  he  /  they.  intro  post.

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( bill skarsgard , genderfluid , he/they ) apparently that’s SINCLAIR PORTIER lurking around town for 3 weeks . the local psychic claims they’re a VAMPIRE ( luxury vehicle mechanic ) who’s 30 / 678 old but he’s always been a bit unhinged . whispers around town say they’re empathetic, curious , but deceitful . honestly , they remind me of well tailored three piece suits , reaching for a sword you haven’t carried in centuries, & the intuitive sense of knowing things without really knowing them which explains why i’ve seen them with an antique golden pocket watch with a single ruby set in the clock face .

THE BASICS :

name. sinclair portier.

age. 679 years old , physically 30.

gender. genderfluid , he / they.

sexuality. homosexual.

status. married to zaiden hendricks.

species. vampire.

occupation. antique & high end model mechanic for the wealthy.

zodiac. scorpio.

 THE BACKGROUND :

sir sinclair portier ( knighted under the holy roman empire ) is an old franc that was snatched up from his congregation & recruited into the church’s armed forces , solely on account of their size & apparent ability to swing a sword. nevermind that they’d always been a softer soul focused more on community than damnation. . . but the sad truth was his recruiters had been right - he could swing a sword. & he could swing it well.

he was moved from place to place , given his usefulness & steadfast loyalty ; until in his mid twenties he found himself playing guard for a spoilt little slip of a prince in the capital of swabia. 

they couldn’t have been prepared for the way they’d fall for their charge , coming to protect the prince’s interests past his physical well being. they couldn’t have ever been prepared for the darkness that would come down upon them while they did so.

the prince is attacked by a vampire mercenary , & sir portier had been just a moment too late. it was an easy decision to give his blood so that his prince could live , & he’d had no idea that doing so would turn him into the same. it’s a bittersweet afair ; the loss of his humanity. but if the price was eternity with zaiden hendricks , did anything else really matter ?

they fled their old life for revenge , & after it was obtained , they floated through the centuries hand in hand , quietly cleaning up any bloodstains they leave behind while they do their best to integrate themselves stealthily back into society.

sinclair took to it well. they’re rather good with their hands & have always found ways to bring in income & discourage suspicion. 

they’re usually very calm & polite in demeanor , usually able to keep a level head & navigate even stressful situations with fluid grace & ease.

he’s come a long way from the violence that his life used to know , but the urge is always right there , beneath the skin. & the instinct can be retrieved whenever they need to put it to use. 

clair can be a little slow on the draw , getting from point a to point b. they’re on the spectrum , & sometimes conversational & social queues go over their head. he’s clever , but sometimes it takes him an extra step.

LOOKING FOR ALL SORTS OF CONNECTIONS. vampires or demons that are old friends / enemies / acquaintances. new friends , including humans. perhaps ENEMY VAMPIRES WHO KNEW OR WERE RELATED TO THE ONES WHO TRIED TO KILL HIS PRINCE ???? basically anything that’s not romantic or sexual , sinclair’s open to !

ps - i am very low on spoons i might not respond to dms tonight for plotting but i will defintely get to you tomorrow. LIKE THIS POST & i’ll hit you up then too !

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