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independent, canon divergent (after season three), low activity, mutuals only rp blog for vampire chidi anagonye of the good place. written by ganon. 21+ they/them.

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carrd/doc to come. can also be found at @sanguinelupus and @ignisxcor

updated 04 april 2022

#pinned #i used almondmilk in my coffee ; ooc

poeticallybitter

#i'm pretty good at turning every place i go into my personal hell ; aesthetic #lies are like tigers. they are bad. ; queue

samcarpnter

THE GOOD PLACE (2016-2020)

#read an article once that said exercise alleviates anxiety ; photos #it's not a joke i'm a legit snack ; eleanor #lies are like tigers. they are bad. ; queue

quotemadness

“Live your life as though your every act were to become a universal law.”

— Immanuel Kant

#i'm scared of everything ; musings #lies are like tigers. they are bad. ; queue

ancientsstudies

My schedule is already full.

ig: thenovelacademy.

#i'm pretty good at turning every place i go into my personal hell ; aesthetic #lies are like tigers. they are bad. ; queue

siir-poesia

Intuition is like the ear for music. You look at a person and you can perceive if he is wrong...

#i'm pretty good at turning every place i go into my personal hell ; aesthetic #lies are like tigers. they are bad. ; queue

janeaustenonsafari

Has this been done before?

#it's not a joke i'm a legit snack ; eleanor #read an article once that said exercise alleviates anxiety ; photos #lies are like tigers. they are bad. ; queue

yourlocalnymphh

E.E. Scott, Every Day I Am Trying New Techniques To Make Myself Disappear, published in Shabby Doll House

#i'm scared of everything ; musings #lies are like tigers. they are bad. ; queue

hi friends!

i haven’t forgotten about this blog, i promise.

please like this if you’d like a plot or thread with chidi<3

#this a putrid disgusting bowl of ethical soup ; plotting call #i used almondmilk in my coffee ; ooc

clarkgriffon

ULTIMATE SHIPS CHALLENGE - [5/5] Funny Scenes ↳ “You just changed it.” “I didn’t change it, it’s my name.”

#i was dropped into a cave and you were my flashlight ; chidi x eleanor #read an article once that said exercise alleviates anxiety ; photos #it's not a joke i'm a legit snack ; eleanor #lies are like tigers. they are bad. ; queue

hauntuned·:

Watching him freak out is oddly a good way to stay calm. They can’t both panic, after all. And – well. Clearly he regrets it, and hadn’t intended to hurt her. She’s too tired to summon up outrage over an accident that he – basically already fixed.

“You aren’t the first dead – undead? – man I’ve helped. Ghosts can be rather violent without meaning to be. It’s… just how my life tends to go.”

Actually, she sort of wants to cry. But that’s pathetic. So she wont.

“How long have you been a vampire? Or – I’ll be very surprised if that isn’t what you are. Considering the blood drinking.”

Maybe he’s a hallucination. That would be an excellent capper on her evening. She’s finally gone completely crazy. – Okay so. Maybe she is a little irate. Anger does indeed simmer under her skin. But what would loosing it on him solve? Nothing.

“Your dinner this evening is named Shiloh, by the way.” She swipes at her eyes, blinking back the burning sensation. Truly, she doesn’t want to make him feel worse. Or prolong his panic.

In some weird roundabout way, her being calm is helping his freakout subside. He’s still panicked -- very much panicked, actually -- but making conversation seems to actually be helping him in a very small way.

“Ghosts...I’m sorry, ghosts?!” And there’s his panic attack again, along with his dear old friend a stomachache. He blinks, shakes his head, and decides to get to that later because what the hell?

“Anyway -- yes, I’m a vampire and I’ve only been this way for a few weeks. Not an ideal amount of time to learn how to...” He pauses and shifts uncomfortably, loosening the collar of his shirt around his neck a little. “...drink human blood without killing someone, I guess...”

Chidi lets out a somewhat relieved breath, because this person isn’t screaming for her life and calling the cops on him. Which is weird, but he isn’t in any kind of position to question it, really. “Shiloh...it’s nice to meet you. Even if I kinda made an absolutely horrible first impression.” And then Chidi sits down on the pavement next to her, because looking down one someone the way he’s been doing isn’t something he’s used to.

“I’m Chidi Anagonye, I’m a professor of ethics and moral philosophy at St. John’s University in Australia. At least...I was. I moved here after turning into whatever I am because there was no way I could continue teaching classrooms full of students every day while also wanting to rip into their necks at any given moment.”

#i have a stomachache ; threads #hauntuned