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As requested, I’ve scanned the Makai Ouji booklet that came with the 15th volume special edition. Download link: HERE. Enjoy!

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I'm so excited to have gotten these! Anyone want me to scan the extra book?

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♥ for a starter from this little blighter. Comment if you want one from Solomon. Specify if you want AU or Canon timeline!

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havenscaptus:

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      He grit his teeth hard enough in between words to make his jaw ache as he continued to try and distract and sooth the panicking youth.   He didn’t care at all about the damage to his cloths or threat to his skin from the same claws leaving holes. He kept as much contact with the beleaguered blond as he could as he eased his uniform outfit off and then curled him as close as the shifting physiology would allow when he could not longer keep a grip on the older vampire by himself. He could only offer physical contact to reassure him, even as he spouted everything he could think of that might give the little were even and ounce of calm if he caught it thru his fear.  He knew these things were a part of his little lover, but it was heart wrenching that he had to suffer. That there was nothing Dan could do to provide more than superficial presence was a thorn he continually lamented. 

⊰ Ꮗ .Ꮦ . ⊱─────                    If Dantalion were speaking to him, William could not longer hear it. If he were touching him, he could no longer feel it. The sensation of his naked form cradled lovingly within the embrace of his dark immortal was overtaken by the rushing of his own blood, the crawling of his skin and the rendering, visceral pain that wracked his body. As every muscle tore itself apart and every joint cracked and reformed his very being felt as though it was on fire and all William could hold onto cognitively was that consuming pain and his own screams. Nothing else existed, not even the arms which held him tightly, both soothing and restraining as his body thrashed out it’s anguish, kicking and clawing at both ground and air, scraping for purchase.

                  He wanted to run, to flee. That was the only thought he had. Run from the pain, escape what was hurting him. Tear it apart, murder it.

                  Slaughter. Kill.

                  Kill.

                  He awoke in a dull haze, euphoric and dizzying. The pain was gone - the only evidence it had ever existed was the dull, numb ache throughout. Slowly, vaguely, his body came back to him. Through that dull vertigo William swore he heard a voice calling, deep and soft. He could feel a body cushioning him, arms around his body. A body that felt larger than he remembered, awkwardly positions halfway in the lap of another, halfway upon the ground. He felt the grass tickling him, melding with waves of fur.

                  Fur… Ah yes.

                  Now he recalled. Slowly his eyes blinked open and he willed his too-long limbs to move, only to falter. Long nails caught on something, his elbow bumped something else. He tried to speak, but only a strange and unfamiliar sound escaped his mouth. He found he could not speak because his lips could not form words, his throat would not aid him. Slowly he looked up at the being who held him, eyes meeting the gaze of Dantalion, who looked upon him now with nothing but kindness in his red eyes.

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Men’s Victorian fashion

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inferno-principe:

Sidonai couldn’t help but to chuckle at William’s expression. It wasn’t every day he saw the young Elector actually laugh. And not even in a teasing way. A genuine laugh. “He did beat the shit out of me, so excuse me for being so surprised.” But soon, the conversation turned. William wanted to hear about his partner. 

A sappy, sentimental smile crossed the prince’s lips at even the thought of his dearest lover. “His name is Nicolo Caravello. He goes by some stupid name in the human world, but I never use it. I actually met him over eight-hundred years ago.” All he could think of now were those beautiful crimson eyes, flowing auburn hair, the teasing smirk that made his spine shiver. “He’s a wrath demon, and a Nephilim, so it makes sense as to why father doesn’t approve of him. We’re at war with the kingdom of Wrath anyhow. But he doesn’t actually live in Brakhava. He lives in the human realm, in England like you.”

⊰ Ꮗ .Ꮦ . ⊱─────                    The mention of Dantalion beating the snot out of someone wasn’t exactly surprising. The man was a turbulent and violent whirlwind of emotions and he was happy enough to express his anger physically. William did indeed recall visions of the man he loved committing genocide on more than one occasion. However, he chose not to focus on this matter and instead chose to turn his attentions fully towards the topic of Sidonai’s lover.

                  “Nicolo…” he repeated - he didn’t know anyone by that name, though the demon had mentioned his lover went by another name. However, the knowledge that he was in love with a Nephilim was intriguing - being of such a prestigious and purist house, William had almost considered that Sidonai would share his father’s beliefs. Yet here he was stating boldly that he shared his heart and his bed with a man who was once human. Somewho, for whatever reason, this warmed the blonde’s heart. He found himself smiling at this. A gentle, fond smile. “I’m glad you two found one another.” While in the past the boy knew he would have stayed out of the politics of Hell, he had to admit that now, having been reborn and educated to a more diverse and modern view of the world, he too felt comforted by the idea of an age of Nephilim. If promises were to be kept, someday he intended to join their ranks. It wasn’t for this matter that William wished for a more progressive stance on Nephilim - he wasn’t so selfish to make such a large and complex issue twist to his favor. No, it was because of Dantalion. He didn’t like the idea of a man like that being shunned or oppressed in any way.

                  A man who had lost his home so many times, who had been forced to build himself up upon the smoldering ashes of his foes. He deserved a bit of peace. Yet even in the human realm he was given the off look or snide comment. All because he wasn’t the same as everyone else. Honestly, the blonde swore he was going to punch the next idiotic bully whom he had to lecture on the difference between an Arab and a Jew. Then again, Dantalion wasn’t Jewish either. He was Slavic. Regardless, the comments even from his rugby team had come off as offensive - perhaps they had turned a bit of their prejudice of the twattish blonde on their beloved teammate now that their relationship was more out in the open. Who knew?

                  “I can’t say I’m surprised, but it is disappointing to hear that people still hold a bias against Nephilim in hell…”

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vampire / immortal romance starters

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splattermemes:

as requested. Enjoy and feel free to make any changes ! more vampire starters here: x

in love with a mortal

“There’s something you should know about me…”

“I want to spend as much time with you as possible.”

“You look like a whole meal. Not–not because I’m–”

“I don’t think you could handle being bed with me..like, physically..”

“It’s not safe for us to be together anymore.”

mortal in love

“If I can’t grow old with you, then I don’t want to grow old at all.”

“I don’t care what you are! I love you for WHO you are.”

“I told you, I like it when you bite me.” / “You need to eat, too.”

“So…you won’t turn me?”

“Let’s just think about tonight.”

“You look pale…er than usual. What’s wrong, babe?”

in love for eternity

“Happy 500th anniversary, love.”

“Every kiss is like the first.”

“I’m lucky to have my soulmate with me forever.”

“I have no need for the afterlife when I have heaven on Earth.”

“You still look stunning.”

it’s complicated for eternity

“Making me jealous didn’t work in 1567 and it won’t work now.”

“It’s been over a century, and he/she/they STILL hasn’t/haven’t proposed!”

“We’ve tried breaking up before, but every time they think the world will end, I go running back to her/him/them.”

“I’ve known you longer than America has been a country, and I still can’t tell what you’re thinking.”

“Did you just call me by your ex’s name?!”

“I can’t keep climbing into your bed. It’s about time I moved on!”

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nocturnalbun:

More nightmares. That’s the third time he’s mentioned it or so Isaac thinks. It was hard to tell at this rate. William has always has problems sleeping. He knew this since, they roomed together at one point. It definitely made Isaac wonder if William was seeking help for his nightmares, but it was a personal problem and Isaac shouldn’t interfere.

“I’m not sure if you call managing blogs and videos productivity, especially for some one like you.”

Obviously, William was just bored. Now that’s summer time, he really has dragged Isaac all over the place. His best friend has really distracted the red-head from the summer reading, what makes it more aggravating was that Isaac was two or three chapters from finishing it. Maybe it was time that the two actually did something for the summer period.

“Say William, have you considered getting a summer job? It’ll take your mind off your phone, social media and maybe off the nightmares. I mean you’ve been dragging me all over the place and while I don’t mind, you are distracting me from finishing the summer assignment.”

He didn’t want to come off as mean, but the situation was getting a little out of hand now. He enjoys William’s company and his friendship, but even Isaac needs his space too.

“I planned to get one soon. It’s just a basic retail job, but still a little personal money doesn’t hurt.”

⊰ Ꮗ .Ꮦ . ⊱─────                    Widened peridot eyes stared up at the redheaded boy owlishly with shock. That was the first time William had ever heard Isaac complain about not being able to finish a school assignment - sure he’d whined often enough when he’d managed to distract himself with occultist nonsense and failed, but… “I, uh…” William stumbled over his words and with cheeks heated with flush, he lowered his eyes. “...Sorry.” A feeling of embarrassment came over him, though nowhere near as strongly as that of guilt. He had been usIng Isaac as a distraction as well, he realized. After the fight he’d had back then with Dan, after discovering that the supernatural realm was not a work of fiction but a very distinct reality, William hadn’t been able to cope perfectly well. It was one thing to play around, to watch Isaac toying with trinkets and spout random things about ghosts that he’d picked up from one of his forums. But to re-live nightmares only to find half of the items in the room floating upon waking, to have your boyfriend tell you he was a Grand Duke of Hell whom had followed you through multiple lifetimes, to be hunted by one of your own bound pillars…

                  It was quite another.

                  William’s shoulders shivered with the thought of it. He didn’t want to think about this right now. With a great groan he flopped onto his belly upon the bed and rolled onto his back, sighing out his frustrations. His eyes opened, half-lidded, and he amused himself with scanning the plaster patterns of the antique ceiling, as if looking for some hidden augury there, something to tell him what to do next. He didn’t want to think about this now, not at all. He didn’t want to let his mind wander. He wanted a distraction. A job sounded nice. “Maybe I’ll look into a paid internship with a local law firm, or even an archivist…” Of course the money didn’t matter - William’s family fortune afforded him an extensive allowance should he desire it. He was simply selfish and expected he should be reimbursed for his good work. “Besides…” The boy shifted his body to arch a little, just enough to look up at Isaac properly. “...My therapist said the same thing. He’s worried that I’m not sleeping, too…” That, apart from other things. The boy frowned, gazing up at his friend with questioning eyes, asking. “Isaac...May I confide something to you?”

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unholywhispering:

“Oh yes, it wasn’t personal. I have tried to kill all the people that are close to me a couple of times” he shrugged, not paying that much mind, after all a demon is always a demon and the need for power always came first “That’s because a human’s neck is a weak point. To cut behind the knee to make sure you bleed out isn’t near as fun, to be honest” 

⊰ Ꮗ .Ꮦ . ⊱─────                    William huffed and pouted up at the man, looking not unlike a spoiled brat. “Yes, well thanks for that.” There were some things he really didn’t want to know, like the many ways in which he could be either crippled or dispatched. But to say it wasn’t personal...somehow that hurt a little. Had their relationship - he and Solomon - been worth nothing to Lucifer? In truth, more than likely. The blonde felt a sting within his heart, something too familiar and utterly reviled. He hated feeling sadness, especially over a liar like Lucifer. But he would be damned if he was going to express his feelings to the devil. Rather he was satisfied pouting. “You’re a despicable monster, you know that?” And then came along the harsh words, so common of William’s repertoire. He was making his feelings obvious, he knew, but it was better to spit poison than divulge secrets of the heart.

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inferno-principe:

Grand Duke Dantalion and his little human companion, what an interesting duo. Not at all the duo Sidonai thought he would see a hellish nobleman having. But times were changing. As the elder demons reached their rest, the younger demons took control. Sidonai had noticed the changing dynamic in Hell. In some countries, heritage wasn’t as big a deal as it used to be. Nephilim were valued, just as pure demons were. Hell, Sidonai was involved with a Nephilim after all. However, that was still not the case in his own home. Asmodeus was an infamous pure-blood advocate.Seeing someone in his court have a relationship like William and Dantalion would result in their title being stripped away. He couldn’t even be open about his own boyfriend, for fear of retaliation. 

“Dantalion is just not the person I think of when you tell me you’re seeing someone. He’s too brutish for you.”

⊰ Ꮗ .Ꮦ . ⊱─────                    The calm and confident ruse was broken in an instant with that comment. The boy utterly broke with a snort that turned into a giggle-fit of laughter - rather childish of the great reincarnation of Solomon, of himself once again. But then, he was still just a boy. He could almost be called cute, even adorable, if one forgot how much of a little blighter he could be. “I mean, I won’t argue!” he got out through his laughter. Dantalion was a brute, that much he would agree to. But he was also a warm and very sensitive man who could be so very sweet and, despite his unfortunate habit of coming off as a creep - or perhaps in spite of it - he was genuinely charming. He had been able to charm William Twining not once but twice, now.

                  Perhaps Solomon just had bad taste in men.

                  Eventually the blonde calmed down, though he aimed a cheeky grin at Sidonai. “Well, what about you? You have someone, don’t you?”

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unholywhispering:

“Always so pleasant to be around, dearest William. I am merely a passerby this time” shutting down his aura in the human realm was needed to not attract those of celestial origin, so encountering the young man wasn’t entirely on purpose “I am glad you’re not surrounded by pests this time, though”

⊰ Ꮗ .Ꮦ . ⊱─────                    “Pests…” The blonde spat the word, though passively. Slender arms came to cross over his chest and he stared up at the unholy being. Oh, the look he gave him. “Last time we had an encounter, you strangled me.” Of course, that was all circumstantial but William expected he had a right to be upset. “I would tell you off for not being very original, but my throat seems to be what everyone goes for. You demons are like a pack of wolves.”

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It wasn’t that often that Speedwagon found himself in the need to put a momentary halt to a trip, but today was one of those exceptions. Not that it was completely unexpected; he always travelled around as a stowaway, so he was quite used to this sort of things happening along the road every once in a while. Things had gotten a bit troublesome earlier on the train and his cover had almost been blown up, forcing the former thug to make an unscheduled layover for a bit until the next train back to London came by, which would probably take a couple hours at best.

Unable to stay put as usual, he began to wander around, trying to find out exactly where he was. As he approached one of the buildings in the area, Speedwagon had managed to spot some kids in the distance, all of them neatly dressed, as far as he could see. Upper classes, most likely. Save for Jonathan’s case, all his experiences involving rich people had always ended quite bad. Perhaps he’d come across some kind exceptions to that rule like Mister Joestar here?

He hoped so…

Robert gave a soft sigh as he approached someone; a young blond male that seemed to be on his own at the time. “Ah… Excuse me…” He began, not raising his tone too much as not to attract any unwanted attention, especially if this place was, indeed, a place exclusive for rich people, knowing very well he would most likely not be welcomed there if that was the case.

“I beg your pardon for interruptin’ but I… I’m a bit lost ‘ere. Can you tell me where am I?”

⊰ Ꮗ .Ꮦ . ⊱─────                    It was warm today. The typical fog of the English isle had been burned off early that summer morning, leaving the suns ray to grace the land with their heat unabated. The young Twining lord had taken the opportunity to enjoy this rare reprieve from the dreary weather - outside, for once. He’d found one of the lounge chairs by the lake free and had dragged it beneath a nearby tree, where he settled in for a bit of light reading. For once the boy was not engrossed in one of the many works of occultism he had that had frequently found his fancy these days. Rather today he decided upon an anatomy text, one complete with a rich illustration of artistic works depicting various diagrams of the inner workings of the human body.

                  A gift from a friend. He smiled a little at the thought, unknowingly.

                  That smile faded as a large, looming shadow hovered over him, blocking out the sun from above. Probably Dantalion, he imagined at first. The silly sod had more than likely come to bother him with his whining over being ignored on such a lovely day as this, or maybe he had sought him out to invite him to dinner in some posh setting; just the two of them. Well, he wouldn’t have protested. However, the visage not of a tall, dark and handsome Duke but a rather muscular and curiously dressed blonde man meeting his gaze startled the blonde out of his daydreaming. His whole body jumped with a soft gasp and he sat up almost defensively in his chair.

                  “Um…” Who...the literal Hell..? “Where are you?” he repeated - that was what the man had said, wasn’t it? William set the book upon his lap. “This is a school. You’re on the campus of the Stratford College.” His words were less stern than he’d wished, somewhat meek with his shock. Of all the people he’d expected, this odd and rather large man had not been one of them.

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⊰ Ꮗ .Ꮦ . ⊱─────                    “Fancy seeing you here...” William thought to comment on how unexpected seeing the Emperor was, but then nowadays... “To what do I owe the pleasure?”

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