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Life is kicking my butt right now so I’m just going to say that my blogs are all on hiatus until things settle down a bit!! :)
me: [facedown on the floor] listen everything is totally fine
Imagine your otp
zabussy:
imagineyourocsandotps:
Person A is sitting somewhere, and a random stranger comes and sits next to them and starts flirting with them. When Person A backs away, the stranger teases “I don’t bite!” Person B shows up out of nowhere, slams their fists on the table and growls “I do.”
Want something to chase you? Run.
Richard Siken, “Bird Hover the Trampled Field,” War of the Foxes (2015)
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Hey guys — Could you please give this a like/REBLOG if you’d be interested in interacting with a vampire OC called Clay Reynolds that was born in the late 1500s. He is based on the Guild Hunter book series but no prior knowledge of the novels is required to interact, any and all relevant information to Clay will be put in headcanons &/or the RP Canon tab. OCs, crossovers and AU’s are all 10000000% accepted!
Some facts about Clay:
– SUPER strong British accent – Is very old school, has certain morals he won’t cross – Still has a pretty strong grasp on his humanity – Despite this can be cold and ruthless when necessary – Massive gentleman but will still push peoples boundaries at times – Lives in a mansion but also has houses all across the world – Is rich and in the 21st century is an architect and an animator. – Possess the powers of psychometry.
vampire aesthetic
(more here)
REBLOG IF YOU DON'T MIND AGE GAPS IN ROMANTIC PLOTS!
(gia) *is completely lost in his massive castle tbh, save her*
For once the woman was utterly silent, and if that wasn’t a dangerous notion then he didn’t know what was, so for almost five minutes he’d been tracking her through his home. He knew – or rather hoped – that she wasn’t intentionally going off searching for things again and had instead gotten herself lost but there was a feeling in the pit of his stomach that felt something was just a little off.
It was an irrational feeling, he often based his actions on his instincts but he was a man who preferred to use logic when it came down to it. It was a feeling that wouldn’t go away, though, and apparently with good reason. She’d somehow managed to find herself in an area of his house that he very rarely visited, in fact, he made a point to stay as far away from it as possible but he had to have it there.
The details of just how he found himself in Lethia, a land that was devoid of the technology he was used to and full of creatures he had no idea could even exist – despite his own continued existence – but he’d been a part of the world long enough now. Most mistook him for a Qilm, his ageless appearance and old way of thinking was a clear giveaway but they were very wrong, but just like in his world of birth here he was under the control of the angelic like creatures.
The Aijulm’s could be as cruel, cold-hearted and ruthless as the Angels back home but unlike them, they preferred to keep it a secret. They wanted to be seen as kind and approachable, the kind of rulers everyone wanted them to be. He knew different than everyone else, though, because he had been their ‘cleaner’ for years now. As of right now, he was no longer under their services but he knew if they called on him he wouldn’t say no because now he had something to lose and someone that could get hurt.
In the room she was about to enter, was every reminder and documentation that he could collect on what he had to do for them, every piece of dirt he could find and had it locked in extremely secure and rather dangerous containers. If she tried to open any of them incorrectly she may be hurt but if she discovered what was in those documents, not only would she be utterly appalled by him but she’d be in severe danger.
Moving faster than he really should in front of her, an almost blur to a humans eyes, he slipped between her and the door she was about to open, pulling her flush against himself as gently as he could while still stopping her from reaching around him. An almost pained noise coming from him, he shook his head before resting it against her hair.
“Not in there, Gia. Never in there. This place is off limits to everyone but myself.”
(gia) *lies on the floor and just groans* "I'm dyyyyying..I need foooodddd.." *is super hungry for food but also attention*
Not really minding Gia being free to roam his house as she wished, she’d already ruined one priceless artefact ( that was one of his favourites ) so honestly, he believed that was the worst she could do. At hearing her groaning from where he sat at his desk, though, he believed something was truly amiss, what could’ve caused his Gia to groan like that..? He was just imagining all the way in which she could’ve hurt herself, he did possess quite a few dangerous weapons on display.
Standing up he stretched his muscles as he walked to where he could hear her, blinking when he didn’t immediately see her before his eyes dropped to the floor and he found himself having to exert more control than usual to stop himself from laughing. If there was one thing he had learned from being around her, it was that the way to her heart would most definitely be through food.
Crouching down beside her he petted her hair as he shook his head in amusement, his hand extending to help her up as he spoke with a chuckle. “Darling, you’re going to scare the maids if you keep making that pained sound... Would you prefer me to cook or are we going out to eat?”