ᴴᴱ, ‎‎ ‎𝔞𝔟𝔬𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫.

HE   ISN'T   SUPPOSED   TO   EXIST   ?

[halfpyre]

independent and private felix price, an original character written by holly. multi-verse and compatible with most fandoms. est. 2016 and resurrected april 2025. 21+ and mutuals only!

exploring themes of: grappling with one's humanity, the fine line between man and monster, grief and all of its complexities, yearning to belong to something bigger than oneself

carrd. verses. prompts. multi.

[lovemaim]

moved to @sequls!

[lovemaim]

moved to @sequls!

[prettyboykatsuki-moved]

touch-starvation needs to be written with emphasis on the starving part. you are hungry to be touched. so hungry that even the very taste of it makes you nauseous. it has been long since anything has ever touched you, ever fed you - that your body has grown more used to that gnawing emptiness more than anything else. it's better for you to be held, to eat but it makes you sick to try. you know

[halfpyre]

just finished my 3rd iwtv rewatch and was no one gonna tell me lestat's ratcatcher fledgling is named FELIX?

[halfpyre]

boy who relates to the creature a bit too much

[halfpyre]

does the nola coven have an over the top open to the public halloween party at the manor every year yes does it end in a massacre absolutely does felix spend the next week scrubbing real AND fake blood out of centuries old decor no doubt

[lamourstre-a]

it was not .. uncommon or unusual for the young to seek out answers from those who lived & walked upon this earth bearing THE DARK GIFT. certainly not when it came to the grandest of questions in terms of lore and history. even as a human, armand had known nothing other than such creatures exist, when he became a creature of the night, his maker had not told him anything about vampires ― and, when the cult swooped him up and held him beneath the catacombs to starve, to make compliant .. to kill. he's thought vampires to be gods, dipped in gold and wrapped in purple sheets of royalty ― and then, he's known them to be conniving creatures, monsters that do nothing, but tear into the flesh of the living, creating their own bastards to descend upon the grand stage. he's changed his views on the vampire in his five hundred and fourteen years, he does not loathe, does not particularly hate ― but , one thing that was for certain, was the dark gift, only brings suffering. " I have only met one dhampir in my time, it was .. a rare, oddity. " he blinks gently, staring for one breath of a moment, before casting it away.

[halfpyre]

seconds, hours, days — there's no telling how long he lies in wait, time all but meaningless in armand's thrall. the dhampir was unsure what he had been expecting. riddles were a crowd favorite, as was the dangling carrot. there was something particularly sinister about that last one, namely the amusement his elders seemed to glean from it. it was a game to them. they wanted to see him beg and bargain. on his darkest days he'd play along, auctioning off parts of himself until only the ugliest bits remained. not that it mattered. in the end, his efforts were always in vain.

and though he has no reason to believe armand should be different, he awaits his response on bated breath, his patience, finite as ever, wearing thin with each moment unsated. he inhales, the beginnings of a snarky comment queueing on his lips — thank god he hesitates, because right at that moment, his good behavior is finally rewarded. the revelation washes over him, armand's careful cadence looping through his mind until he's committed every sweet syllable to memory.

a kernel of something that feels suspiciously like hope flares in his chest. " i have … so many questions. " but his pulse is in his ears, making it damn near impossible to untangle them. curse his human heart. never mind the fact that armand could grow weary of this conversation and snap the book shut, right as they were getting to the good part. testing the waters, he settles on a — hopefully — safe one. " what were they to you? "

[serendpitous]

" that is a terrible idea, " sabrina proclaims — as if she's one to talk. she's been known to act first, think later, but even she can recognize when she's been presented with a half-baked plan. " so what, you're just going to storm in there? why even bother consulting me? " likely because ninety-nine out of one hundred times, she would do exactly the same thing.

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[halfpyre]

" like you've got room to judge. you're the most confrontational person i know. " not that he knows a whole lot of people, but of his few reluctant acquaintances, the superlative of most likely to fly by the seat of one's pants has one obvious frontrunner. as for felix — he's grown weary of skulking and scheming, of high-tailing it out of town at the slightest whiff of trouble. it was high time to dig in his heels, to declare himself predator instead of prey. " you're always talking about exorcising demons. " the pearl-clutching is a little rich, given the source. it's not like he's asking her to come with him. " well, mine is holed up at the greendale motor lodge, probably sharpening its stakes as we speak. "

[halfpyre]

felix, getting mistaken for a familiar: i'm really gonna do it this time

[recordmemes]

༘⋆｡ stirring the pot starters

a mix of arguments, tension, manipulation, gossiping, fighting, & general emotional messiness!

you  weren't  supposed  to  hear  that.

don't  look  at  me  like  i'm  the  only  one  lying.

want  to  tell  them,  or  should  i?

you  think  i  don't  know  what  you  did?

i've  hit  people  for  less.

oh,  i  thought  you  already  knew.

that's  funny,  you  didn't  say  that  last  night.

say  that  again.  i  dare  you.

you  wanna  talk  about  loyalty?

no  offense,  but  if  you're  the  last  to  know,  that's  on  you.

go  ahead  -  pretend  like  it  wasn't  your  idea!

they  deserve  to  know  the  truth.

you  didn't  hear  this  from  me,  but  -

oh,  so  now  you  care?

don't  flatter  yourself.  you  were  just  convenient.

you  crossed  a  line.

we  had  bets  on  how  long  it  would  last.

it's  not  even  a  secret  anymore.

you  don't  get  to  cry  about  it  now.

touch  me  again  and  see  what  happens.

say  it  again.  louder  this  time.

you  really  thought  nobody  would  find  out?

don't  act  so  innocent.

okay,  but  am  i  the  villain  for  laughing?

tell  me  who  else  knows.  right  now.

this  whole  time,  and  you  didn't  say  a  word?

don't  act  brave  now.

you're  really  gonna  do  this  here?

it  wasn't  supposed  to  get  this  far!

you  can't  rewrite  history.

oh,  i'd  never  say  it  to  their  faces.

it  was  supposed  to  stay  between  us.

we're  all  thinking  it,  i  just  said  it.

you're  not  as  untouchable  as  you  act.

do  you  even  feel  guilty?

they  warned  me  about  you.

go  ahead,  make  it  worse.

if  you  repeat  this,  i'll  deny  everything.

the  next  thing  out  of  your  mouth  better  be  an  apology.

you're  about  three  seconds  away  from  regretting  this.

you  keep  pushing,  and  i'll  push  you  back.

they're  going  to  find  out.

one  more  lie,  and  i  walk.

they're  lying  to  you.

you  need  to  back  off.  now.

you're  defending  them?  after  everything?

don't  try  to  hide  it.

tell  me,  was  i  just  a  placeholder?

you  really  think  sorry  fixes  this?

there's  nothing  left  to  say.

don't  act  like  you're  the  one  hurting.

i  don't  owe  you  any  explanation.

whatever  helps  you  sleep  at  night.

you  should've  seen  this  coming.

i  hope  it  was  worth  it.

i  told  the  truth.  just  not  all  of  it.

you'll  miss  me  before  i  miss  you.

smile.  you're  ruining  the  mood.

i'd  watch  that  tone  if  i  were  you.

it's  not  my  fault  you  believed  me.

you  have  such  a  talent  for  pretending  you're  innocent.

we  both  know  this  is  over.

i  never  said  i  was  a  good  person.

i  thought  you  were  different.

[halfpyre]

not enough people biting felix for my liking

[felixzprice]

LOCAL CRYPTID CAUGHT ON FILM — PART II.

[bruisedholy]

&&. my body was bruised and I was set alight        ━━━ but you came over me like some holy rite.

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[bdazzled-a]

" okay, either i really need to get my hearing checked or you, like, actually just told me to calm down. " if she wasn't so worked up, then maybe his gentle, very concerned tone would've registered, but after a day like today, much like the pot of sauce that bubbles on the stove before them, all she sees is red.

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[halfpyre]

" brooke, the knife ... jesus christ, give me that. " with impressive efficiency, he finds himself at her side, knuckles ensconcing hers as he gently dislodges the knife from her grip. after setting it on the counter behind him — and, most importantly, out of view of his seething girlfriend — he gives her the whole of his focus, steeling himself for her wrath. " look, i didn't mean to say the thing. it just slipped out in the heat of the moment. " reaching behind her, he seizes a piece of charred bread from the tray — permanently disfigured from her attempts to carve away the blackened bits — and chucks it over his shoulder, devil-may-care. it hits the floor like a slab of concrete, likely denting the hardwood in the process. " who needs garlic bread, anyway? it's just ... sauceless pizza. " a stricken look crosses his features, haunted by his own declaration. " you did us a favor. "

[halfpyre]

@bruisedholy ft. calum: if i tip you $20, will you say i was never here?

who am i gonna tell? the words are on the tip of his tongue, the dhampir's typical response to being sworn — or bribed — to secrecy. because, really, short of his landlady ( a baking witch not above using magic to lure in patrons ) and the coven ( who had practically invented the occult grift ), who else was there? but before waving off the boy's attempts to line his pockets, something gives him pause — something that feels a lot like opportunity. " keep your money. " a decision he might regret in a few weeks time, when 20 bucks was the difference between paying his contact at the blood bank or drinking from the vein, but that was a problem for his future self. " how much of that was real? the whole 'you stand at the crossroads of life and death' thing? " the tourist had laughed it off, joking with his friends the whole time, but felix had clocked the uptick of his pulse as calum concluded the reading. eventually, he would reassure himself the reading was a hoax, but as someone who frequently brushed shoulders with witches ... he wasn't so easily convinced. " is that guy really gonna die in six weeks? "

[halfpyre]

soft-launching my new carrd ( and updated lore page ) <3