Without a thought

Why do I fail to be surprised this is actually about Lucien again. You are not the only one who is currently looking after this idiot and apparently the second who asked me about him.

I have stopped tracking his every move but I suppose I could follow the evidences.

Even he cannot be completely invisible.

#consultingdevil #icon chat

Thank you. That would very much be appreciated. Lucien is yes, difficult, to track even for us vampires. Though he has given me an excuse to meet you personally, so I guess a part of me should be grateful.

Still I do hope we manage to find him. It makes me wonder whether he’s in danger of making another alter.

O - P - E - N

“Lucien’s not here.

Can I help you?”

#{Open to anyone.}#open

rpmememaker

"Now hold still…"

"Stop screaming or I’ll use duct tape."

"They had it coming, they were too friendly with you…"

"No one will find us here."

"You’ll be mine forever."

"I’m going to kill him/her."

"I don’t like people touching my things…”

"Don’t bother to struggle…"

"Did you think I wouldn’t notice?"

"Your friends are too close with you… I don’t like it..”

"It’s for your own good."

"I won’t take no for an answer."

"Keep running, I like the chase!”

"It’d be a shame if your friend was hurt…"

"If you promise not to scream, I’ll remove the gag."

"Oops, did that hurt?"

"You can’t just keep me here!"

"I’m calling the police!"

"Stop threatening anyone I talk to!"

"You’re hurting me!"

"W-what are you doing?"

"Stay away from me!"

"You’re being so clingy, it’s weird."

"Let go of me!"

"Someone is bound to come soon, they’ll notice!"

"What are you planning to do with that?"

"Did you think I wouldn’t notice you watching me sleep?"

"You killed him/her!"

"Don’t hurt me!"

"Put that down!"

"You’re scaring me…"

"That’s a really bad joke, quit it…

#ask prompt

Headcanons

Send ✚ for a HEALTH headcanon.

Send ♕ for a CHILDHOOD headcanon.

Send ✿ for a HAPPINESS headcanon.

Send ␛ for an ANGER headcanon.

Send ♆ for a BODY headcanon.

Send ϡ for a MENTAL STATE headcanon.

Send ღ for a LOVE/SEXUALITY headcanon.

Send † for a RELIGION headcanon.

Send ✄ for a PET PEEVE headcanon.

Send ☂ for a FOOD headcanon.

#ask prompt

"I don't like people touching my things." [GOFV]

A hint of amusement showed in cerulean irises, Sanguinem’s lips turning up into a barely noticeable frown as little expression crossed his inhuman features. “No I cannot imagine many people do.” From what he knew about humans and especially Jim Moriarty possessive was an understatement. Alas he couldn’t recall when exactly he had brushed upon his property unless he meant. Ah of course.

“Lucien is not yours,” Sanguinem mused calmly, head shaking. He shouldn’t expect anything else. The mad-man seemed to always be under the impression that the vampire belonged to him. “He is not an object.”

thegoodoldfashionvillain

The slightest hint of a smirk wafted across Jim’s lips, but his eyes received no trace of the amusement. Someone as intelligent as Sang should know that telling James he didn’t own someone was a waste of time and energy. Honestly, would people never learn? He was James Moriarty. He owned whatever he pleased. And, as the current situation suggested, his sights were obviously set on Lucien.

"I would like to see you tell him that," he purred, the glint of that smile resuming its former occupancy across his lips. "When he’s in my dungeon, legs spread wide, mouth forced open and still he finds a way to plead into my mind for me to take him. Own him. Yes. I would say that he disagrees with you immensely.”

He shrugged and turned his back on the darker side of Lucien, sliding his way around the room. “Regardless of what you believe,” he mused, “keep your hands away from Lucien. I’m not going to hurt him too much. No more than usual at least. So it truly is pointless in hiding him from me.”

#backlog #thegoodoldfashionvillain

“Excuse me?” Sanguinem had opened his mouth to retort, ready to defend himself though the remaining colour an immortal possessed was drained from his face, his pupils dilating a fraction in alarm. He should have known Jim would use a graphical argument against him, it’s all he’d come to expect and yet the criminal managed to catch him unaware again. “I- That is hardly appropriate,” Sanguinem protested trying to keep his calm demeanour, face attempting to flush. The last thing he wanted was to think of his alter like that… so… openly on display and-

His mouth shut and he released a small growl knowing it had been Jim’s intention to make him uncomfortable and the man had succeeded. Apparently sexual intercourse was enough to have him want to run. It made him awkward and he fell silent, head shaking. “I haven’t touched him in that way; I wouldn’t.” It was Lucien who had tried to force himself upon him, perhaps believing that Sang would be exactly like him but the vampire had escaped the clutches of the seductive assassin. “And you may do all that but I would rather not know about it. At all.”

"That sounds tedious. If you’re… his dark side, then what exactly do you do? The torture for fun type…? That sounds like Lucien." Jim admitted as he tried to work his brain around the idea.

"I know he likes to drink blood and often disappears for days." Jim replied truthfully. Lucien usually never spoke about his past with him and Jim was never one to ask either. "And that he likes rough sex. That’s about it."

"Oh, trust me, dear. I don’t get surprised anymore." Jim replied with a small smirk. "And I would also appreciate it if you wouldn’t talk in needless riddles. I want to know who I’m dealing with." He wasn’t playing and it was obvious that he was on guard. Not all vampires were like Lucien, others wouldn’t mind killing Jim and drinking his blood.

"It means blood, I know that, and it probably means you’re one of those bloodsuckers too." Jim smirked teasingly. "Are you his friend…?" He asked curiously, feeling slightly jealous that Lucien had another vampire to play with.

"I hope you don’t mind I wait for him here." Jim said nonchalantly as he sat down on the couch and eyed him down. "Who are you?" He asked after a moment, a small frown on his face.

“What do you want?” “Lucien’s not here.”

#backlog #psychoticriminal

Well it wasn’t like it was his apartment and so the immortal merely shrugged at the question watching as Jim placed himself amongst the modern expensive cushions; the whole place screaming rich. In fact it was bigger in the inside rather like the TARDIS on TV. “And by who am I do you mean what is my name or what connection do I have to young Lucien?” Sanguinem stated, picking up one of Lucien’s porn magazines with the more bizarre confused expression on his face, placing it down just as quickly. “My name is Sanguinem. I trust you know what that means in Latin?”

“Correct,” Sanguinem agreed to both giving him a faint smile as he made himself comfortable. Well as comfortable as he could manage without Lucien, which was taking some getting used to. “And not exactly.” He laughed, the sound a low hum in his throat as he felt his fangs pop out and hurriedly pushed them back in. “If I told you who I was you wouldn’t believe me. Though we have met briefly before.” It was a hint, not the criminal was going to put two and two together so quickly; that would be a miracle.

“Believe me you will…” Hesitating the immortal flickered his gaze over him aware that he was no longer teasing and was incredibly serious; not that he was frightened. After all he could rip him to shreds and not so much as get a stain on his clothes. “The question is how do you know about Lucien? Are you aware of his origin? Because to understand me you have to understand him and something tells me he’s not one for sharing.”

“All vampires are like that,” he muttered, knowing that it was true. Vampires were solitary creatures, they didn’t do well in too much company and Lucien especially tended to linger in the shadows rather than making himself be known; unless he had something to prove. “And ah yes…” The matter of sex made him look away, sucking in an unneeded breath. “Well I am Lucien’s dark side or rather was when I was a part of him. It’s complicated. Imagine the intelligence of your mind splitting into another being, or separate parts of your personality dividing…”

“Tedious?” Sanguinem raised an eyebrow, head shaking as he was questioned. “I do not torture for fun, it’s hard to explain where we split and where we meet,” he admitted, and yet he had no attachments unlike Lucien; mere curiosity to everything. “I suppose you’re asking why it happened, why he created me to survive. Though I do not believe you will like the answer nor will he like you knowing.”

hardlikearock-coldlikeastone

#Sanguarty

#sanguinem

#torturedtiger #text: SM #inbox

[text The Monster]: Well, considering that when you're out, that means my husband has receded into himself. So I consider it my business. -- SM [text The Monster]: Am I supposed to sign them with other initials? -- SM

[Text] My host is well. That is all you need to know. Now unless there’s anything else?Your initials? Then perhaps I should be signing these messages too.~ S

#{Cherry is perfect and has perfect characters. FOLLOW.}

Mickey Milkovich will always be a thug to most people, violent, rude and blunt. Apparently he doesn’t even disagree with any of it, unaware how life could have been different without being raised by father who smoked, drank and fought. Mickey is that kind of guy who is all unapproachable yet possible to reason with. He is also a lot smarter and less dumb as he looks like.

Young one, huh?

—I’ll take it as a compliment and rather wonder if you have any further details about that certain individual we are talking about here. Unfortunately I still didn’t learn to read minds, but I have evolved my skills to read people’s expressions.

#consultingdevil #icon chat #{You lovely.}

“I’m sorry? I don’t mean any offense. I’m just stating a fact.

Of course. Apologises, it’s just something tells me you won’t be able to help me. Lucien never does like being found. But I’m getting rather desperate and so I shall ignore his request to stay away from you.”

Look what we got here.

—Are you looking for me, darling?

#consultingdevil #icon chat

“Actually yes, young one. I was wondering whether you could help me locate a certain individual?”