Levi Fairchild

36/986 • vampire "Battle not with monsters, lest ye become a monster, and if you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes also into you."

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loganmarshall:

“Has no one told you it’s rude to eat people? Guess not, given the blood on your damn collar.” Logan snapped right back. It’d been too long since he’d been on a real hunt given everything that was going down and hopefully Levi had just given him a reason to flex those muscles again.

“Do you eat water, Marshall? You drink it because it’s necessary for you to keep living.” He shrugged, indifferent and a bit entertained by the hunter’s expression, “I don’t see why you should fault me for doing the same.” His kind needed blood to live, yes, but did they need to kill to get it? Not necessarily, and certainly not as frequently as Levi had been doing the past weeks.

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reidxfraser:

There was a certain danger that came with following up on a lead, especially when said lead happened to be another person. Then again, Reid had somehow found himself attracted to the danger, as if it went hand in hand with his lifestyle. He needed to find what happened to his sister, and he had accepted long ago that it would mean doing anything necessary. Moving through the underbrush of the forest, he brought himself closer to the man that he had been following, to the man that would hopefully lead him to more information. That is, until one of the bodies he was watching dropped to the ground, no longer moving. His gun was out just as the words reached his ears, hands gripping tightly to the weapon. “And now I’m going to be arresting you.”

Levi chuckled, amused by the gun being drawn, something he sensed without having to turn around to see. “So no names still?” The vampire kicked the body of the fallen individual aside, the other shaking as she was stuck in place. “Why don’t you go on your way,” Levi said, glancing over his shoulder at the insolent, ignorant man, a bit of amusement in his tone, “and I’ll pretend I didn’t see you. That’s fair, wouldn’t you say?”

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lxdeveraux:

“I care, Levi, and you damn well know it. Perhaps you can get away with having nothing all that memorable about you other than the fact that you’re likely the tallest man alive, but I happen to like flaunting what I have and if I want to wear heels, I damn well will. Now stop being a baby and just help me pick. —— Snap them off, I dare you.”

“And you’re just another blonde bitch, Lyssa-- a knock off of the originals, literally,” he said it without ire, because he could-- because of everyone alive in existence they’d know each other longest apart from their sires. “The red ones look like you’re trying to hard and the black ones are too subtle-- go with the gold.”

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vincepetrov:

“I hate you.”

“Good, so the Bloodhound it is.”

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“--about what shoes you wear, Lyssa. If you don’t decide in a minute I will personally snap off every one of your heels.” @lxdeveraux

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dianaknight:

Make the best of it, she mentally chided herself. Just accept responsibility and do the work. “I’ll make sure it’s done before I leave.” Something was different. The way in which her employer moved echoed with a tension that the young woman couldn’t quite place, though she hoped it was not entirely her doing. A strange sensation rooted in primal instinct crept its way up her spine while he spoke again, the entirety of his demeanor so off that it nearly made the brunette take a step back. Levi had never truly intimidated her before this moment and the worst part was that she couldn’t tell if his aura right now came from an intentional place or not. “I can do that too,” she responded in a soft timbre, amber irises following his figure as it disappeared once more. “I’m really sorry again!”

“See that you do. Would be a shame if things fell through because of your inability to complete a task,” he deadpanned, unable to stop himself as his own irritation at other things peaked through clear as day, though with all the appearances of being put off by her. He turned his back, heading toward his office when she spoke and he stopped in his steps for a beat, “apologies do little without action behind them, Diana. You’d do well to remember that.” And then he was back at his desk, picking up the letter he’d been reading (or trying to) but the noise outside was too loud, heartbeats passing windows, door, walls. He heard them all. And hers. Diana’s heart beating steadily in the next room.  Levi crumpled the paper in his hand, bracing his forehead against the desk, feeling his fangs protrude as that burning sensation continued to grow more prominent at the back of his throat. He took a breath and then another, and that could’ve been where it ended. Levi might’ve left early, might’ve retreated to a safer location, away from people he could hurt...but then he smelled it. The moment the scent of fresh blood met the air, the ancient vampire was there in a second, stopping short feet before Diana, eyes trained on the cut across her finger-- on the blood oozing from it and he stood there like a statue with eyes fixed on one point, unwavering.

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kaixhunt:

“You’ve gotten boring then, Levi. What has happened to us?”

“You Hunts are a presumptuous bunch, aren’t you? What us has there ever been?”

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“Has no one told you it’s rude to stare, Marshall?” Levi lifted his glass to his mouth, ignoring the fact that he had blood on his collar, visible even in the dim light of the bar.

@loganmarshall

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brandcarmikael:

“Yes, but it nearly killed me. I wrote up a long list of things I wanted to ask if you were okay with but I must have misplaced it.” 

“I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt and pretend you mean that. Let’s say I’d approve about 50/50 anyway, just for the sake of argument.

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mariahmonroe

“I do when Savannah’s busy or when I have time.”

“Ah, right, the lackey. I’d have thought you to be more assertive than that, Mariah, though what can one expect from vice rep?”

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Levi had just finished ripping the throat out of a screaming man, his body slumping to the ground against a tree as his next victim stood there, perfectly still due to compulsion but the fear in their eyes was evident. He wiped the back of his hand across his mouth and approached his second victim, their wild eyes drifting to the dead body on the ground. His back was to a line of trees and he raised an amuse brow at the subtle, barely there noise that came from it. “You’ve been following me for the past ten minutes and haven’t even introduced yourself. Rather rude of you.”

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[damien-hunt]

To Banish A Ghost

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damien-hunt:

“You know what your problem is?” Damien exclaimed without really thinking, “you could just say no but you had to go round and round with your clever words like a beautiful prick,” he huffed, before realizing that he had raised his voice. Clenching his jaw as he paced himself, the younger vampire discreetly looked around to see if there were any other people before continuing in a low voice, “I’m going to laugh in your face when you finally fall off your high horse.” 

@levi-fairchild​

“And yet you remain in my company when you could just leave. Seeing a pattern?” Damien complained and complained about situations he could change and so Levi sat there in amusement, unbothered by his tone.

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burninghenry:

The responding voice was much warmer and inviting than Henry would have liked and he twitched to leave the trees even sooner. His eyes landed upon a nice looking suit jacket as he fiddled with the bottom of his own shirt to busy his fingers and to allow the wind access beneath the fabric. After registering the other’s words, Henry’s eyes moved from the stranger’s tie to the man-made path near his own feet. “Yes- just needed some fresh air.” He pushed his curls back from his sweat slicked forehead before glancing back towards the other side of the creek where the bar was much farther than he had remembered. “I’ve gotten plenty so I’ll… be going now.” As he turned to leave, Henry had the strangest feeling to ask a question before he likely never saw the stranger again. He caught sight of a smooth jawline but didn’t allow his eyes to wander up and meet the other’s as he asked. “Wait, why are… um- why are you wearing a suit? In the forest?” 

“So if the air were to be cut off from your lungs, you’d have plenty? Why shouldn’t I be wearing a suit? Why are you wearing jeans? In the forest?”

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brandonrutherford:

“Won’t,” he answered, shaking his head at his second question as he watched Levi grabbed the girl swiftly and then sank his teeth into her flesh, her screams forever embedded in his mind, the same way his sister and Elizabeth’s screams will forever be embedded in his mind from the night they were all turned into vampires. No matter how much she pleaded, Brandon froze, just stood there and watched her get drained. “Stop-” he tried to say before he just finally tried to tear the girl away from Levi, swallowing whatever fear he had as his hands shook again. “I won’t go down dat road again, Levi. Last time I did, I didn’t think I’ll come back from it-from what I did th’ last time I had human blood…..”

“You’d rather I let her bleed out slowly? I’m doing her a favor, Brandon. A quick death is a merciful one, much more than her incessant screaming has merited, don’t you think?” He sank his fangs into her neck, feasting on her blood as eagerly and as hungrily as if he’d not had a drink for over a century. He drank his fill until he couldn’t anymore-- when the girl’s head snapped off and her body collapsed to the ground. “Think fast,” Levi said with a bloody grin, tossing the bloody, severed head Bandon’s way. 

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mcralitywavers:

                “It was lying around taking up space, so I put it to good use. I’ll confess, I almost forgot how well you scrub up when you’re spiraling down.”

“So why am I here, Lyra? You’ve gotten what you want, haven’t you?” Lack of control. Mostly lack of care. Little to no remorse. Everything she always wanted from him. “I’ve always dressed like this. You were just too focused on other things to notice.” Namely-- bringing out the worst in him.

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vincepetrov:

“You taught me enough to get by and I think I’m doin’ pretty damn well. Still alive and all. Wait— you’re feelin’ generous, but I’m the one buyin’? You’re a bit of a bastard, y’know that?”

“Think it’s about time you carried your weight, Vince. You know, since you’re doing so well.”//

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mcralitywavers:

                “And here I thought you conveniently forgot about my little invitation.” ( @levi-fairchild )

“Like you’d let me forget-- the note on the severed head was hardly subtle.”