Medici

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eliastaylcr​:

     “Yeah, you’re right about that.” Elias’ smile widened a bit more – it was nice to talk to someone who enjoyed this sort of weather as much as he did. He hadn’t been feeling good lately, and had worried what the colder and darker weather might to do him. But maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. “Isn’t it already fall? Officially? I read the other day that fall officially started. It’s why I put all the summer stuff away.” Clothes, decorations – whatever he’d been able to put up, at least. “What do you like better then, fall or Christmas?”

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“Yeah that’s what I said.” Giovanni said simply, this one was cute but maybe not all that bright. Unreasonably tall, it was a shame the sweater-clad man was so very obviously a bottom. All of fall was the spooky season until the day after, then it was practically christmas in Giovanni’s mind. “That’s a tough call, probably fall, but ask me again when the snow starts and my answer might change.”

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volkansuleymanoglu​:

“Well, you’re still interested in me so I think your taste hasn’t improved if that’s your logic,” he stated with a smile. His past was something he wouldn’t exactly say he was ashamed of. The cult thing was just something he had happened to run upon with his father. It was some of the best times of his life. However, he knew the things they did in that cult were nowhere near normal nowadays. He was sure the only thing people still did now in the open was drinking and roaming the streets. They called that a festival now though. “I mean, do you want to hear about the cannibalism part or the sacrifices? There’s a lot we could go through.” He let his eyes meet Gio’s. “And what does that mean?”

-

“You’re probably right about that, I always fall for the ones that end up leaving.” Guys that didn’t even know his name, or didn’t care to learn it. Volkan died, and the kobalos couldn’t be faulted for that, but he was the first in a very very long line of men who would either be taken from the vampire by choice or otherwise. “Was there nothing else?” Giovanni asked, “Just cannibalism and sacrifice?” His grin was cheeky, but he was genuinely curious. There was a lot of time between when they had known each other, and even more about Volkan’s past that Gio apparently knew nothing about. “It means you haven’t seen me for centuries, I was the son of a banker. Married with kids. People change Volkan.”

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harlow-daniels​:

“Dot, dot, dot?” Her brows raise up and down suggestively, a grin on her nude painted lips. If she did not have a current object of affection, she would simply live vicariously through Gio until she could find one. It wasn’t like she was one to miss a tale of a midnight rendezvous. Or whatever time of day it happened to be, it was just more romantic in the evening, hidden away. It’s how she liked to picture everyone’s missed connections, as romantic as possible. Stepping away from her vanity, she snatches her clutch off of it and nods towards the door to the bedroom.

*

“Oh he is yummy.” The bartender, the short stack behind the bar. Harlow appraises him from behind her martini. It’s pink and pretty and there’s probably too much sugar around the rim but she’s not bothered in the slightest. “It would seem Corinth is most promising.” She tears her gaze from the bar to look at Gio beside her in the little booth they’d secured near the dancefloor. It gave them a good view, made for a perfect crow’s nest, they were pirates looking for potential booty and she figured they weren’t the only ones. “Everyone here is really just like that.”

-

“They make them differently here in Greece, to say the least.” The crop top wasn’t Greek, but Harlow was absolutely correct that if he was an apple then he would be a delicious. Giovanni kept trying to make eye contact with him but it was to no avail, he must have been busy. Their placement adjacent to the dance floor is notably strategic, from here they can survey the entire place. “Maybe there’s something in the water,” Gio smiled as he stirred his drink somewhat methodically before he looked to Harlow. “what do you think, do we stick around for a while?”

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levividalis​:

    Levi’s ankle was still bruised, but it had gotten better to a point where he could pretend like everything was okay. Just keep back from putting too much weight on his ankle usually helped. He was wearing some ankle warmers to make sure it was covered, head bowed down as he looked at his phone. A silly part of him still hoped for news from Aydin, and he felt almost caught when he looked up at the man entering the studio now. “Oh – hey, yes.” He quickly put his phone away and plastered a smile on his lips. “Of course, I remember. Giovanni, was it?”

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“That’s me, but please. Call me Gio.” The vampire offered, he hadn’t missed the quick looked from the man’s phone up and over the counter, nor the flutter that had rumbled from the witch’s heart. It wasn’t really his place to ask but Giovanni couldn’t shake the feeling that maybe he was interrupting something, then again, he’d seen that look before. It was his own. Constantly looking at his phone, waiting for a call that would never come. Sad but, relatable. “Is now a good time?”

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harlow-daniels​:

She settles on black but strappy, the heel chunky and covered in clear stones for just a bit of sparkle. That’s not all she can handle though and so, shoes dangling from the fingers of her right hand, she steps over to her vanity and pops open her jewelry box. Harlow plucks her favorite diamond choker, a gift from some suitor what feels like eons ago. Dropping her shoes to the floor, she fastens her necklace and looks to the rather large mirror on the vanity table. “Oh you know me, I will surely find a someone or two to occupy my time here.” The sigh that escapes her is purposefully wistful, as if she knows how to be anything but. A spritz of perfume, her fingers run through her hair, and then she looks over at him with a bright smile. “And in the meantime I will have fun with my favorite husband.” Because he is her favorite and currently only one, undead or otherwise. “Shall we? You can tell me more about this Anders, I don’t think you mentioned him in your letters.”

-

Everything about Harlow was perfect, she was like the sun and everything revolved around her. Even Giovanni felt as if he was stuck in her orbit at times, she pulled all the focus in the room and it was true what they said - some soul mates were only friends. She was his. His sire, his partner, and his wife. Harlow and he sparkled in the light, despite being creatures of the dark. “I found him mauling someone in an alley and helped him clean his mess, then introduced him to the backroom at Void.” Giovanni never fed from someone unless they were willing, that was all part of the appeal for him. There was no shortage of vampire fanatics anyways, especially in this century. “We shared a snack and then...” He smiled, “You know.”

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eliastaylcr​:

      Elias was someone who would unapologetically wear sweaters in summer, but at least now that fall was nearing he did not have to explain himself to anyone anymore. Everyone ran around in sweaters, so he was no longer the odd one out. “Sweater weather, you mean?”, he asked with a crooked smile. Elias didn’t mind fall, but after fall came winter, and winter depression was a very real thing for the shifter — one he didn’t want to think about right now. “I’m kind of glad it is. I hate sunburns, and at least in fall no one expects you to hang out outside all the time. Staying home and getting cozy is just as accepted now.”

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“The best kind of weather.” Giovanni smiled, fall came second to Winter in his opinion. The spooky season was a close runner-up to the holiday cheer that would come to fall over Corinth soon enough. He’d missed last year, Giovanni didn’t intent to miss this one too. Fashions were always changing just as social norms were, Giovanni was a meddled mess of introverted and extroverted qualities. He loved parties and expensive things, but people drained him and what he loved most was the company of his dogs and a good book. A warm fire. “All Fall is October 31st until December, then it’s officially December 24th until Christmas. I don’t make the rules, I just follow them.”

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eviebordeaux​:

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“They have to compete with my own company.” Evie had forged a life for herself that she wanted, in no ways did she comprise for anyone else. She had stunning gorgeous friends who brought so much life and party to everywhere they went, even as they were all dead souls. To outshine a night on the town with her friends was a feat. “You deserve better but I will always be here to help you kick those dirtbags to the curb and to pick up any pieces of your heart they might have taken.” Loyal through and through, she forged community connections for a reason. It was at the heart of all she did. “It’d be interesting for sure.”

-

“Worthy competition.” Giovanni offered, equals were hard to come by - especially for their standards. They had eternity and immortality on their side, unless it was another vampire it was hard to hold anything in their hands that didn’t end up slipping through their fingers. Giovanni raised a toast towards the owner of the club, “To the equals we’ve yet to meet.” The vampire offered before he tipped his glass to his lips and downed the rest of his drink, the rich taste of the blood-dosed drink washing over his palette as he did. 

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eliastaylcr​:

    It was one of those days. A day on which Elias wanted nothing more than to wrap himself up in a cozy sweater, and preferably in bed, too. When he didn’t want to face the world, didn’t want to talk to anyone. He’d slipped into the sweater Atlas made him and left the apartment anyway, knowing otherwise things would only get worse. “Hm? Oh, thanks.” A ghost of a smile formed on his lips, and he tugged a little on one of the sleeves. “My friend made it for me. He has a shop with all sorts of textiles.”

-

There was really only one shop that the vampire new in town that made its own textiles, though it wasn’t really to his taste he did appreciate how comfortable the man in front of him looked in it. Maybe something for Volkan, the kobalos could appreciate it better than the vampire. “It is that time of year, isn’t it?” Giovanni commented as his hands fisted into his pockets, Summer was over and a chill had rolled over the bay that was indicative of the fall season.

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volkansuleymanoglu​:

The joke was obvious. If there was one thing Volkan for sure knew about Giovanni, it was that the vampire was very much a hopeless romantic. Of course, the other had been angry upon seeing the kobalos again, but he knew that his former-probably-present boyfriend was going to be happy to see him regardless. “Oh, thank you. And here I thought it wasn’t just my looks that got me in your pants in the first place,” he joked. His hand went to rest on Gio’s knee as the other’s hand went through his hair. “Yes. I was. I wouldn’t exactly call it just a little wine cult though. We did a lot of things that aren’t exactly common nowadays. Best not to mention it though. You’d be a little disgusted.” His thumb moved against the other’s leg. “Let’s talk about you though. What happened?”

-

“I was young,” Giovanni reminded, “I had terrible taste in men back then.” The vampire joked playfully, while there was some truth to the statement Volkan was the exception. Or maybe he was the rule, cannibalism and ritualistic sacrifice aside, at least Volkan was a good person. Either way the heart what the heart wanted and seeing his first love in front of him again after so many years apart almost felt surreal. “You with your multiple reincarnations and multiple lifetimes are going to get stingy with the details? Kind of rude don’t you think?” Giovanni challenged as he quirked a brow at Volkan. An air of seriousness permeated the space between them as Gio’s voice lost some of his mirth, he shook his head lightly. “I’m not the same person you knew.”

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volkansuleymanoglu​:

“I guess I should be glad my presence still brings you happiness.” Thankfully. To be honest, he had never expected to see Gio again. After all, he had died before the other had. When he reincarnated, he wouldn’t even remember the other until he was well into his life. And now her they were several lives later running into each other again. Volkan couldn’t help but be happy about it. He had had one love in his life and now the other had made their way back to him. If he only could have Mara and Giovanni in his life for the rest of his many, he was sure he would be pretty damn happy. “Yes. That’s exactly it.” He kept thinking about how he had been so blindly worshipping of Dionysus. How he felt about the god now, he still wasn’t sure of. It wouldn’t be something he needed to think about until the time came where he needed to absolutely be sure of it. “Well, Dionysus promised us immortality. That was the price of it. Turning us into kobaloi. It was a gift for our undying loyalty.”

-

“Jury is still out on that-” Giovanni said pointedly, though there was a smile curved at the edge of his lips that indicated he was joking. Mostly, anyways. “but you’re still cute, so that’s a bonus.” The vampire pointed out as he reached for the other and brushed some of Volkan’s considerable hair from his face. Giovanni was fond of saying that he loved the process of falling in love, but seeing Volkan again stirred something in him that he’d long considered dead: genuine affection. Gio had practically forgotten what this sensation was like, but if Volkan had been a kobalos all along then the vampire could simply learn to love that to. “So what, you were part of his little wine cult thing then?” Gio knew the history well enough, artists from his age were obsessed with appropriating Greek culture into their work. 

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violetdelacroix​:

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Violet had been teasing, she hadn’t actually expected the answer to be yes. Her eyes widen just slightly in appreciation, turning to stare at the piece of art which Giovanni was referring to. “I can’t imagine,” she says honestly. The concept of forever has always felt more like fantasy than real, even though the witch is aware of the fact that it actually exists. Her romanticism of vampires has mostly existed as an infatuation bore from a school girl’s fixation, not in consideration of what it would actually entail. “You must have a lot of stuff like that, huh? Things from different centuries, different periods of time.” Medieval, Renaissance, Victorian. Things Violet can only read about, in history books. Or ask. “Why’d you give it up?”

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“I do.” The vampire said honestly, “A great deal of things in my home here, but even more in a family vault.” Some things were too precious to be left in a home and needed to be protected from the environment itself. “The truth? Tax benefit. And I have enough in my collection. I suppose it is also nice to come here and see others appreciating it.” Giovanni said simply, he wasn’t so much altruistic as he was pragmatic. Finances had been ingrained in his mind from an early age and were why the vampire was so comfortable now, he hadn’t needed to use any powers beyond what his father had given him to compound his considerable wealth. Someone had to pay for Harlow’s shoe addiction and Gio was happy to oblige. “I think being a part of history makes you inherently protective of it.”

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@eliastaylcr​

“I like your sweater.” Giovanni commented, it looked cozy. That was one of the things that the vampire loved most about fall, the leisure wear was far more in fashion. Silk shirts were traded for warm, designer pullovers and Italian leather shoes gave up their spot for a tightly laced high top. Gio was waiting in line at the coffee shop when he  saw the depressed looking boy in line ahead of him. While the vampire had no need for caffeine, it was pumpkin spice season. “Where did you get it?”

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@levividalis​

The studio was nice, small and quaint but Giovanni appreciated the aesthetic that the venue provided. It had been years since the vampire had taken any lessons but Volkan’s reappearance had prompted the man to want to brush up on some steps for their inevitable wedding. The kobalos would have to propose soon if they were going to have enough time to plan the Summer wedding that Gio secretly wanted. They hadn’t discussed it, but the vampire had no intention of being someone’s boyfriend forever He’d already picked a date and knew exactly what he was going to wear. “Hey - Levi, right?” The vampire asked as he approached the desk, “I called ahead about some ballroom lessons?”

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andersxlykos​:

giovannixamboise​:

What had started as a ride by lecture had turned into a lot more fun than Giovanni anticipated. He fixed the rest of the buttons on his shirt, already hearing wedding bells in the back of his head. The vampire couldn’t wait to tell Harlow all about this, his eyes lingered somewhat shamelessly on the other before he remembered himself. “Yeah, here-” Giovanni scribbled down his number on a napkin and then offered it to Anders. “call me.”

-

This George guy – it started with a G, right? – was looking at him strangely. Anders wasn’t sure why he looked like he’d written his wedding vows in his head already, but the vampire managed a smile as he took the napkin. He wasn’t sure what he’d do with it yet, if he even remembered who it belonged to in a few days. “Sure thing. Have a nice…night.”

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[invisiblebeesstuff]

"A little power can turn a person into a monster, don't do that."

Richard Jewell

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andersxlykos​:

-

Anders wished he could remember this vampire’s name. The alley was a blur, up until the club and the mindless fuck they’d just had in the back room. He picked up his shirt, not bothering to check for blood stains as he pulled it on. What was this one’s name? Skipping over that, he smirked, “Thanks – for all this. The crash course on this place, and…that was fun. See you around sometime then, maybe.”

-

What had started as a ride by lecture had turned into a lot more fun than Giovanni anticipated. He fixed the rest of the buttons on his shirt, already hearing wedding bells in the back of his head. The vampire couldn’t wait to tell Harlow all about this, his eyes lingered somewhat shamelessly on the other before he remembered himself. “Yeah, here-” Giovanni scribbled down his number on a napkin and then offered it to Anders. “call me.”

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violetdelacroix​:

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“Oh, right, hi.” Violet’s eyes brighten immediately as recognition crosses her face. She does remember him, the vampire that had been kind enough to entertain her at Void, and had even offered to turn her should she ever decide she wants it. It would be a lie to say that the offer hasn’t crossed her mind more than once, but it’s a big decision to jump into and not one Violet wants to make into a rush, despite her disposition and fondness towards the vampiric species. Well, that and Lucian would probably kill her, if she did it without talking to him first. That would be a very short afterlife indeed. “Yeah, I remember.” And she’s glad to see him again, honestly. Not many were so willing to entertain the witch and her questions. “So, uh, you recognize anything in here? Maybe knew the artist?” She gestures around them to the museum, teasing lightly. 

-

“Haha.” Giovanni said simply at the light tease before he laid eyes on a piece of work that he’d once inspired over three centuries previously and aptly cleared his throat. “I donated this one, actually.” Giovanni said as they stood stopped in front of one classic that had been birthed in his age, Greek in inspiration, romantic painters had taken a great deal of inspiration from mythology for their works. They just loved decorating canvases with dicks and tits alike. “It was from my family’s collection,” Giovanni said simply as he scratched at his chin, “I don’t think I ever met the artist.” He glanced at the placard and saw that the painter had died before Gio was even born. Oddly comforting.