Nightmare Bloom

Indie Vampire OC Victor von Rozenkruz loved by Night. 18+ Recommended. Does not interact with minors. MUTUALS only. MULTISHIP/FANDOM/VERSE.

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LITTLE NIGHTMARES RAP SONG by JT Machinima - “Hungry For Another One”

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Closed || Haunted

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- - Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead. Skin flushed a deep shed of red, while the man tossed and turned in his sleep. Again with this? He thought he was doing better, at least that’s what his lover told him. When the two of them decided to be bond to one another, he was assured the nightmares would go away. The frequency slowed down - they were sporadic for the most part, only occurring if he had a drink or a bad day. Those pleasant nights unfortunately, were short lived. The past few days were rough. He could only sleep for a few hours before he was up again. 

Leslie sat on the side of his bed, face deep in the palm of his hands. Sense of time long lost thanks to his disorganized sleeping pattern. It was dark out, with exception to the street lamps that illuminated the other half of his bedroom creating shadowed figures and shapes against the walls and corners of his room. The eerie silence that plagued his townhouse only increased the man’s discomfort, making it difficult for him to concentrate on reality. Leslie remained in his spot on the bed. Eyes drawn downward, as his hands rest between his legs. 

“Victor, are you awake?”

          Victor had been sitting in the big armchair plopped in the corner of the room. His knees were drawn up close to him as he typed messages on the phone in his hands. His brother stayed in contact with him after all this time. Krin seemed to be doing well in the States and always asked how the both of them were doing. Krin even told them he had contacts in most parts of the States so if they ever wanted to visit, he could help. Victor usually took time while Leslie was sleeping to talk to his younger sibling. The hairs on Victor’s neck bristled up as he typed. He closed off his chat, telling Krin that he had something he needed to tend to and he put his phone in the pocket on one side of the armchair. 

          He had heard Leslie struggling to sleep while he was talking to Krin. He cut the conversation short right on time as he heard the man’s voice. He got up from the armchair and went to sit next to him, slipping an arm around his shoulders to pull him close to him. “Was it a nightmare?” Victor asked. While he had did what he could to lessen the frequency- it seemed they were coming back. Victor frowned. He hated seeing him like this. 

            Victor shifted so he could put his hands on Leslie’s cheeks and make him look at him. Oh, this was a familiar sight. He knew it must have been terrible- Leslie looked quite restless and drawn in. “You don’t have to tell me about if you don’t want to do so.” Victor moved so that he was completely reclined on the bed. He gently tapped Leslie’s shoulder. “Come lay across me. We can either talk about it if you are comfortable, or I’ll hold you and ward them off so you can sleep.” 

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"Come get these hands vampire."

           Victor happened to be standing some distance away from Undertaker, watching him closely. So, he wanted to fight? Well, he was a little bored anyway. So without another word, Victor sprang forward, fist balled. “Don’t tell me to catch when you’re not exactly paying attention, Liebling.” He was ready for a good old sparring match to keep him on his toes. “Let’s fight and see what happens.” 

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             “I’m sorry my brother dragged me to the States and didn’t let me tell you. But I’m back now. What’s been going on since I was gone?” 

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deadlyundead:

Calloused hands were busy at work; pouring a clear liquid into a glass container. Green eyes heavily fixated on the contents of the mixture. He shook the beaker from left to right, gentle enough to protect it from cracking as the chemicals mixed together. Undertaker’s eyes moved away from the beaker for just a moment to greet the vampire. “Nice t’ have ya back, dear. I was a few minutes shy of cloning you.” The statement was all humor of course. He could clone the vampire if he really needed to, but the real thing would always suffice. 

“How was your walk? Still being a vigilante?” The grim reaper flinched when the contents of the beaker began to smoke in his hands. He cursed under his breath, pouring the mixture into a pot, where it all but seized, a loud pop followed by a flash of light. Undertaker stepped away from his work desk. Hands up in defense, he started to laugh, staring back at Victor. “Well shit, that wasn’t gonna work, huh?”

“I was working on something but that’s gone to hell.” Undertaker’s laugh continued on. He turned back to look over his experiment, finding more humor in the burned pot and dried out liquid that he’d just poured only a few seconds ago. He wanted to be angry, but the appearance of his failed work distracted him from such negative feelings. Besides, Victor was back home now so there was no need to feel that way. “Unless you want to be my next experiment. Hm? Just like old times, eh?”

          “I managed to not kill anyone.” Victor grinned, proud of himself. Usually, his walks ended in him returning home covered in copious amounts of blood. He was proud of the fact that he didn’t actually kill that man. It was a first for him, and since he’d been with Undertaker, his urges to kill seemed to be in line. Sometimes, he still got them when he was thirsty. Victor took a look at the mess the man had made. “What exactly were you trying to make?” He looked puzzled, trying to figure it out before he turned to face him.

           “I can’t believe it. I actually managed to help someone without killing the perp. I just punched him in the face. Think I broke his nose.” Victor blinked. “It felt so good to see him flinch and run away. Whatever you’re doing to help me, is helping.” Victor folded his arms. His scars hadn’t even bled for a while. He had gained control over his murderous urges. 

          With a sudden burst of excitement, Victor swept the reaper up off his feet and carried him to the couch. He sat down and had him on his lap. “Tell me more about what you were trying to do! I’m curious. It looked like it might have been interesting if it worked.” Victor didn’t admit it much, but he did like science. And even at some point he had helped Undertaker with small things in the lab. Nothing big, however. 

           “Me? Being the experiment? I thought you got over that.” Victor nervously laughed. “I’m not fond of that game at all.” 

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Esther Sarto

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‘are you decent?’  not morally, but im wearing pants, if thats what youre asking

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Date someone who will drink your blood

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                         נυsт ℓιкε тнε sρяιηgтιмε яαιη 

                                                    εмσтισηs σvεяғℓσωιηg

Muse is 200+ years old. (varies on verse/setting)

Mun is almost 30 years old. Call me Night!

Blog will contain triggering content.

Not minor friendly. 

Multi-ship, but muse is picky. 

There will be vampire shenanigans all over this blog,

All triggering content will be tagged properly.  

Threads will not be put under a cut for triggering content.

You’ve been warned. 

                               personals, do not reblog!

                                       promo graphic made by @deadlyundead

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𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈?

               GOOD. NOW THAT I HAVE YOUR 𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏, please allow me to introduce Victor von Rozenkruz, a vampire OC muse loved by Night. If you want to see heart eating, criminal killing, lab rat angst, and with a major dash of fluff, you’re in the right place. Victor is a sweetheart (when he isn’t in Bloom mode) and is generally a jerk friendly to new faces. I promise he won’t bite you (unless you’re a criminal on his hit list!)  IF you want to meet him, HIT THAT HEART OR REBLOG TO LET US KNOW!

               Victor is a MULTISHIP/VERSE muse (he has only two fandom verses, I’m leaving it at that because I’m lazy like that) 

                HE IS 200+ in most interactions. Victor will never be written as a minor unless in a flashback to his time in Ivan’s lab. Mun is almost 30. If you’re a MINOR, please DO NOT FOLLOW/INTERACT. Thanks!

MUSE || RULES || ASK

PERSONALS, DO NOT REBLOG~!