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JUDAS SAMARA vampire. 527. ex-con. rubicund manager painter/artist

[judassamara]

“Can’t bury my demons, they know how to swim.“

Full Bio / Fact Sheet / Headcanons / Appearance

People of Interest:

Matt: Unrequited? love/heartbreak, Patron of the arts

Chris: Previously cuddle buddy and ex-boyfriend

Esme: Best friend

Naz: partner-in-crime, roommate

Teddy: little brother figure

Arjun: Ex-boyfriend, Patron of the Arts

Max: Friend, tattoo mentor

Eiji: Mortal enemy or unlikely friend??

Quick Facts:

gender: nonbinary (he/they)

species: vampire

age: 528

sexuality: bisexual with preference for men/masc

relationship status: taking it slow with Matthew

occupation: local artist, manager at Rubicund

hobbies: painting, finding themselves in trouble, guitar

tattoos: link! 

home: photoset! 

jewelry: this!

Key Events:

Matthew: Heartbreak at the party

Chris: Start of the situationship

Hunted oneshot 

Chris: Breakup

Art Gallery opening

Chris: Reconciliation?

Metamorphosis on Canvas gallery

Matthew: Metamorphosis

Arjun: Asking for a favor

Arjun: Date night

Arjun: Thankful

Unfortunate Acquaintance oneshot 

Move into new home with Naz

Arjun: Olive Branch (Wine Fest 2025) 

Matthew: Vineyard (Wine Fest 2025) 

Chris/Roan: On the Hunt 

Arjun: Texts 

Arjun: Remember me? 

Eiji: Level Four

Dawn of the Living Dead AU re: Eiji, re:Matthew

Ice Fest: Matthew, Arjun

Vampire Support Group Announced 

Eiji: New Years at the Rubicund

Matthew: Best Laid Plans

Matthew: Walk

Matthew: Anxieties

Wine Fest 2026

Carmen: Wine Fest ‘26

Eiji/Rei: Wine Fest ‘26

Matthew: Private Room (Wine Fest 2026)

[judassamara]

patella / kneecap. how compliant/obedient are they, who will they kneel for ?

They are compliant with the Rosu clan and that's about it, and that compliance stems from them agreeing with the rules and wanting to work with and be a part of the clan.

As for being obedient, the only person he would likely let boss him around is Naz ( @naz-ulusoy ). Kneeling is another story 😉

[judassamara]

sternum. what makes their heart pound hardest ?

Positive: someone doing something kind and thoughtful as a surprise.

Negative: the people important to them in danger and him being unable to help or protect them

Technically: demon or deity blood.

[judassamara]

carpals. what small habits do they have ?

carpals. what small habits do they have ?

If he has a paper and pen/pencil in front of him, he's very likely to doodle something or do a sketch.

They make their bed immediately when they get up, and keeps his room tidy. The only place that is vaguely messy is his art studio, but even that is an organised chaos.

When both he and Naz are home in the evening, he brings her tea.

Every morning, when he puts on a sun ring, he counts the other ones he has.

If he's feeling upset, he'll pick up his guitar and hold it, even if he doesn't play.

[vievecorcityrp]

Players who are interested in taking part should reblog this post to their characters blogs for other players to them a headcanon question to answer~

a selection of headcanon questions inspired by key bones in the human body.

skull.   what memories/thoughts do they guard the most from others ?

cheekbone. what makes them smile ?

mandible / jawbone. what are they incapable of saying out loud ?

teeth. what lasting mark do they leave on others ?

hyoid / neck. who taught them to speak up, or stay silent ?

clavicle / collarbone. who/what do they lean on when they're vulnerable ?

scapula / shoulderblade. what burden do they carry on their back ?

sternum. what makes their heart pound hardest ?

ribcage. who/what are they trying to protect ?

humerus. do they use humour as a shield or a weapon ? what from/to ?

radius. who/what do they reach for first in a crisis ?

ulna. who stands by them no matter what ?

carpals. what small habits do they have ?

metacarpals. do they ask for help or clench their fists and bear it ?

phalanges. what is their relationship with touch ?

spine. when do they lose their backbone, what scares them ?

pelvis. what future or legacy are they afraid/excited to be responsible for ?

sacrum. what sacrifices have they made ?

coccyx / tailbone. what outdated beliefs do they still carry, if any ?

femur. what drives them forward ?

patella / kneecap. how compliant/obedient are they, who will they kneel for ?

tibia. who/what keeps them moving forward ?

fibula. do they ever feel overlooked ?

tarsals. what past mistakes stick with them with every step they take ?

metatarsals. if they could disappear for a day, where would they run ?

Taken from HERE

[judassamara]

Also @artuswestwood @reiremington @hackerhyun

[judassamara]

@eijiremington

[ text: Jacob ]: You can start coming back in for your shifts on Tuesday.

[rob-pattinson]

RIZ AHMED 2026 | Nori Rasmussen Martinez ph. for TheWrap

[daily-men]

RIZ AHMED Vogue Singapore, July/August 2024

[matthew-alexander]

The event eventually came to a close and as the staff were ushering guests out of the club, Matthew made his way back to his V.I.P. room, the one that he had spent money on to remain solely for himself, a sanctuary for a depowered demon in a sea of thirsty vampires. The night had not gone well, which was usually the case when it came to Matthew and parties, but he had hung back for a reason, knowing that this would be a good opportunity as the door to the room swung open.

"Judas..." the fallen deity said in return as the tension in the air immediately became palpable. "I'm fine," he replied even as he reached his hand out to take the bottle. "My body is still not working like it used to." A pause as Matthew's eyes darted around the room for a moment. "How was your evening? I'm sure you must be exhausted."

[judassamara]

They weren't about to take no for an answer, so it was took the potion was taking without much argument. "Still no sign of it coming back yet, huh?" he question, as casually as every other time they had talked about it. They had faith it would come back eventually, though likely not fast enough for the fallen. "You can stay here in the V.I.P. room as long as you need to regain your energy. Or my office if you want somewhere quieter, though I don't think anyone will need to clean this room." From the look and smell of it, there hadn't been any bloody activities in here.

Somehow, this conversation felt awkward. It was likely from them both ignoring their last one, seeing as it was a full blown argument with Judas storming off afterwards. they'd said a lot of things out of anger that they regretted, but there were still a few things he stood by and it felt wrong to apologise for some but not all. In response to the question, they shrugged. A nonchalant answer was going to come to their lips until the conversation he'd overheard came back to mind and he paused for a long moment, quiet.

"Yeah," he finally replied. They still didn't know what they were going to do, but he'd planned to spend a long night and probably the next few days thinking. "Kind of sucked I was back to working it, but oh well," he added after a few moments, trying to lighten the mood, even managing a small smile.

[naz-ulusoy]

She took the arm offered to her, thanking Judas for his kindness as they got some space from the women. The vampire was always popular but even she was amazed by how many men and women followed him around. As they stepped into their office, they finally relaxed. "I lost Caleb within a few minutes but I certainly am enjoying myself. The dancefloor has been fun," she agreed. As for her boyfriend, she doubted he was having fun at all considering she hadn't seen him in over an hour. Naz didn't have the same trust issues when it came to vampires and Judas was the prime example of that.

While she was a little annoyed that she'd been abandoned all night, the alpha couldn't help how he felt around vampires. She'd rather be dancing and talking to her best friend instead of being dragged from room to room to see if a human snuck in. Naz already knew that the wine festival hadn't always gone well for her best friend so she was glad to have a chance and check in on him. "How's the night been for you?" the spirit asked, shifting through the boxes before plopping down on the sofa beside him.

[judassamara]

"What is he doing that he managed to lose you?" he questioned with a laugh. He liked the man, despite his wolf everything, but they had found themselves questioning his decisions from time to time. Why did he leave behind a gorgeous woman that was totally into him at a party for vampires? "I'm glad you're enjoying yourself at least."

He knew she was asking for about how he was feeling, but they didn't want to get into it. She probably already knew how he was feeling, anyway. "It's been busy, but so far so good. I'm been more of a bouncer than a manager tonight, but it's way easier than dealing with drunk people demanding something they can't have, or trying to cut in lines."

[carmenlagreve]

Carmen blinked when they spoke her name, lifting her chin to properly take in the face behind the familiar voice. “Adam.” She spoke quietly. She might have stared at him longer, had the woman’s shrieking not brought her back out of her thoughts. She let them take her wrist, his fingers as equally cold as her own, until they reached a spot away from the crowd.

“Yes, um, five years.” Carmen responded, though three of them had been spent locked in the Sanitorium, with the world pretending she was overcoming some sort of mental health collapse or a drug addiction. “You’re a vampire, too.” She noticed, surprised, by his very real existence more so than the idea that he was a vampire too. He’d seemed so… gentle, during the dream. Loving, like she had meant everything to him. And she had seemed… normal. Happy. Like she’d been before…

The room seemed to suddenly zoom back into focus and Carmen’s gaze faltered from him, reaching up to wipe the dried blood stains from the corners of her mouth. “I know, I’m sorry, it’s just—“ She agreed, visibly jittery, because she was practically still salivating over everyone in the club. “It’s just…” She tried again, unable to keep her fangs extending to sharp points.

[judassamara]

Wow. Nobody had called him that, at least not in reality, in a long time. Though how different were they from that version of themselves, one that only came out in dreams these days? The way she said it sounded so sweet and he found he wouldn't mind if she continued to call him that name. "Actually, I go by Judas these days. But you can keep calling me Adam if it's less confusing."

Five years was still pretty young in terms of vampires. Barely more than Chris. It only seemed a few moments before the situation came back to her and left her in some kind of panicked state. Gently, they cupped her face and guided her chin up so she met their eyes. "Breathe, Carmen. It's okay." His thumb brushed away from remaining blood stain from her lips. "If you need a minute, I can take you to a quiet room for a bit."

[eijiremington]

Eiji could feel his own heart thumping, but more than the fear that he might be killed, or sent to Zamok, or a combination of them both, he felt a strange sense of relief tangled amongst it. He wasn’t expecting the murmured words. “Wait,” Eiji said, quieter than he liked, when he realised he didn’t know what he wanted to say. “I need to—“ What did he need? To ask them what was going to happen now? To say sorry for manipulating them? For lying about everything? For being the cause of so much hurt? Eiji swallowed, “Why aren’t you handing me over?”

[judassamara]

Judas kept his eyes locked on Jacob Eiji as he spoke. "Do you want me to hand you over?" he questioned, trying to sound intimidating but his concern started leaking through instead. "We'll deal with this later, when you aren't surrounded by vampires and all the council elders."

[eijiremington]

Eiji wanted to say more,to apologise for what he had done when it came to the curse, to somehow shift the heavy feeling in his chest for long enough to ask Rei if he really thought he was a villain. But he couldn’t, not when a familiar voice sounded from behind them.

Eiji spun around, momentarily shocked into silence. They’d both been stupid and reckless letting their emotions get the better of them in such a public place and now Eiji had messed up in a way he couldn’t get out of. “Judas, I—“ He paused, unsure why he felt so guilty. “Stop.” He held his hand out to whatever Rei was trying to attempt, “Just stop.” There was a panicked edge to his voice, unsure of what his brother would do, or what Judas had heard. Did it matter? His gaze slowly returned to the vampire. “I didn’t want to kill anyone. I just wanted to change things.”

[reiremington]

Rei's immediate instinct, even after arguing with him, was to protect his brother. His eyes flickered from Eiji to Judas and back again. As long as he didn't hurt him, the witch wouldn't return the favor.

[judassamara]

Now that he was focusing, he was locked on to each of their heartbeats, listening for subtle changes that indicate action. The words caused a falter in them, shaking their resolve even more. "I know," he replied, more of a murmur than they intended. "Go home, before any of us do something in anger we'll regret." It was a kindness, to both of them. A sharper stare was directed at Rei, a threat in his eyes that he didn't need to verbalise.

[eijiremington]

“Because I can’t fucking see you all the time!” Eiji snapped back emotionally, “I can’t see you all the time like I want to. Or Lian. Or anyone I care about anymore. I get it, I made my own choice and now I’ve got to sit with it, because if I don’t, no-one else is going to fucking do anything and people will carry on getting hurt. Hurt by people like your boyfriend, who don’t give a shit.” The last part he knew would drive Rei further away, when all he wanted was to somehow make everything okay, but he couldn’t help it when it felt like it was the truth.

“I tried to tell dad to stop putting it all on you. I didn’t want you to have to bear the brunt of everything on your own.” It didn’t matter now. Eiji didn’t see the point of talking about their father’s failures when clearly he had so many more of his own than he’d ever realised. He stared at him for a long moment, the neon lights barely a flicker in the distance, “I never wanted you to get involved in something you didn’t believe in, I— I thought you wanted things to change too.” Eiji stopped, “I don’t hate him because he’s a vampire. I don’t like him because everything I know about him goes against everything I thought we both believed in for Artemis. If you had just talked to me, maybe I could have found a way to try and see what you see. Because even though you think you’re a bad person, I don’t think you are, so there must be something good in him. But you didn’t, you chose to shut me out in favour of him, more than once. You could have let me in, Rei, but you were happy to wipe me from your life the second you found something better.”

[reiremington]

"You made your choices, you caused a scene and got caught knowing what it would cost you. You had the freedom to do that, to be the known villain and still be Dad's favourite! Meanwhile I can't have a moment of peace without getting dragged back in. Why should I have to be the one to break his curse when I don't care about him?"

They both had issues, difficulty communicating but that's what they had been taught, that was what they'd learned. There was more he wanted to say, but the sudden presence that joined them stopped him in his tracks.

[judassamara]

They had been coming out of their office when he heard the argument just outside the staff entrance. Artemis. Eiji. His nails dug into his palms as they reigned themselves in. They couldn't lash out in anger, not here. Besides that, ever since the dream of the zombie apocalypse, they'd felt a deep conflict whenever they thought of the older Remington son. They were alike in many ways, too many for him to ignore. Still, he couldn't let his go on, not in his club, not in the Rubicund.

It was what he saw when he opened the door that truly paused him. Jacob. The bartender he'd opened up to. Their surprise was evident on their face before it darkened again. "So that's how you did it. You changed your appearance to hide in plain sight. Were you waiting for your chance to attack and kill us again?"

Briefly, his eyes moved to the other boy, the witch who looked intoxicated, but that certainly made him more reckless, and therefore dangerous. "I wouldn't do that if I were you. I could kill you both before you got a spell off."

[liankoeman]

"I hope that you do. I'd make sure I come see the show," they answered, watching the acrobats move seamlessly above them. It was a shame that the others were missing a show. The witch chuckled, giving them a coy smile. "A little of both," they admitted. Part of her job was to appear exclusive so she couldn't be giving blood away to every vampire in sight.

The sentiment made the witch turn to the vampire, wondering if it would be worth getting to know them. Judas had been a nuisance to Artemis plans so the dark witch decided it might be worth getting into their good books. "Hmm, how about some company on the ferris wheel?" they suggested. "I don't have anyone to go on it with and it seems like you need company."

[judassamara]

They were glad that they had guessed right, feeling like they were getting a good sense of the person in front of them. Not everyone was keen on giving up their blood, essentially their life essence, just for the sake of it. His time with restricted access made him appreciate what he had.

At the mention of the ferris wheel, his gazed turned in its direction. The additional comment quickly drew his attention back to her. "I don't-" he begun, but they were right. Judas had been purposefully burying themselves in work to distract from his thoughts. Was it that obvious? He let out a small sigh before offering an equally small smile. "Okay. But I don't have the time to wait in that huge line up, so I'm going to pull rank and get my newest VIP to the front of the line." He stood straighter again and offered them his arm.

[naz-ulusoy]

for: @judassamara location: by the bar

The spirit had spent most of the night on the dance floor so far but her drink was empty and Naz needed some fresh air. The dancefloor felt like it had a life of it's own so escaping it was a relief. The bars were crowded but the spirit slipped through easily using her magic to get through. One of the joys of a full supernatural parties like this one was that she didn't have to hide that she was a spirit.

The familiar sight of her roommate was a pleasant one until she saw them surrounded by a few collar wearing girls, clearly getting into the vampire's space. The spirit pushed between them and rested her head against his shoulder with a dramatic sigh. "Judas, thank goodness I found you," the spirit said, making a show of wrapping an arm around their waist.

"These shoes are killing me, can we go sit together?" she asked, turning her wide brown eyes up at the vampire. Naz had used the excuse before when she wanted to escape a party so she hoped Judas would play along.

[judassamara]

He was used to the crowds by now, but wine fest was a whole other thing. He was working yet again, unable to enjoy any of it, but maybe that was for the best. Still, the women standing around him now seemed to want more than the drugs and potions they had on hand to offer. As if summoned, Naz appeared and immediately took ownership of the situation, and him.

It was a familiar excuse, their code for needing a break. "Of course. Want to sit in my office?" It was a guaranteed spot to sit with no interruptions and she could take her shoes off if she wanted. Offering her their arms, they led her to the staff door and led her down the hall to his office. Right now it had dozens of boxes of uniforms for the event and assorted things they needed, but the chairs were still accessible. "Are you and Caleb having a good time?" They asked as they led her to the sofa.

[carmenlagreve]

For: @judassamara

Carmen enjoyed the ritual of the club bathrooms, for the sole reason of being able to talk to the other attendees at the mirrors while fixing her hair and reapplying her lipstick. She vaguely remembered something from her human life about a club bathroom being the best place to make new best friends while intoxicated. Short-lived and happy that the glitter covered ‘space buns’ atop her head were still perfectly sparkly, she exited and made her way back to one of the dance floors.

There were lots of inviting red collars on display and she felt an eager hunger stir in her stomach. It was certainly different to her usual blood supply, almost overwhelmingly so as she listened to loud thumping of multiple hearts around her and the steady rush of blood. She was so distracted by it, she didn’t really notice herself reaching out to grab someone’s wrist, pulling them abruptly closer to her and attempting to sink her fangs into the inside of their wrist.

The red collared witch promptly tore themselves away and scowled at her, shrieking a very justified complaint about consent into the club and angrily looking about, probably in search of some management to complain to.

Carmen blinked panicked eyes before attempting to dart off into the crowd, but instead smacked head first into somebody’s chest. “Ow.” She whined, holding her nose.

[judassamara]

He was doing rounds again, checking that the trouble was being kept to a manageable level and handing out party favours when requested. They'd worked here long enough to be able to let the sound of hundreds of heartbeats become background murmurs, though he was still working on effectively focusing on listening to individuals overtop of that hum. He could still easily hear voices when they were shrieking about consent and complaints. With practiced movements, he began toward the voice and was soon rewarded with someone running into his chest.

"Carmen?" He recognised her, from the last dream. He remembered adoring her and encouraging her dreams. He wondered if she was as cute as she had been as an actress, or if it was a different version of her, like Adam was to him. The shrieking woman rounded on him to complain. "I'm the manager here, ma'am. I'll handle it." Reaching down, Judas took a gentle hold of her wrist and led her through the crowd. "So, vampire," he noted. "I'm guessing relatively new? This many people around offering their blood can be very overwhelming. You need to keep control of yourself." His lecture was given with a soft, guiding tone. She had secured herself a soft spot in him already, after all.