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Character Name: Rodrigo Vargas Delgado

Gender/Pro-Nouns: cismale/he &him

Date of Birth: 02/14/1972

Place of Birth: LA

Species: vampire

#darkestinspo #death tw #bullying tw #racism tw #stabbing tw #suicidal thoughts tw

vampirexhector:

Closed starter for @shxrpteeth Location: The Basket Auction

By now, Hector found himself more aware than he would have liked to be of the intricate supernatural network pulsing just beneath the façade of New York City. The event itself, full of mundane things as it were, was also full of people, people like him, who could hardly call themselves mundane.

He had truly been a vampire for the first time. A vampire. No need to hide it. He could say it aloud. He could be it, wear it like the ill-fitting coat it was. It sapped at him in some strange way. Wandering over to the auction area now that things were winding down, then, he imagined he would look exhausted if he could still feel something like fatigue. “Oh, uh…damn, if I knew people were really gonna bid on it for real and shit, I woulda…I dunno, tried harder.” He caught sight of his basket and gave a grimace. “I just…I didn’t know how hard people were gonna go in. And I was always, like, super shit at school projects too, and well…Hey! My kid threw ice cream at your head. You were nice to him. I…uh, goddamnm, is everyone in this city magic? Ay Dios.”

It was nice to know that he didn’t need to lie while they were at the event, because only non humans were part of it. One of the bad sides about being a vampire, was having to lie to people about who he was. He needed fake IDs, and pretend to be an age that he definitely was not, he needed to pretend not to have powers, and that he wasn’t born in an era that a lot of his friends weren’t born yet. He wouldn’t say that there were just negative things about it, but that definitely bothered him a lot, however he knew why they had to lie, he wasn’t sure if humans were ready to find out about everything, “It’s not that bad, I actually liked it, don’t be so hard on yourself,” he assured him, and he wasn’t just trying to be nice, “I wouldn’t say everyone, but a lot of us definitely are.”

#✨ ˚ fangs as sharp as a knife / hector dominguez #event: basket auction

delphinahamptonthesiren:

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Delphina’s expression fell as he said he didn’t seem to have interest in going on the ride with her. A shudder ran through the siren at the idea of her soul leaving her body. “O-Oh, I’m not sure about all that.” Despite being a fearless girl she still was not used to heights, being suspended in the air only to hurtle fast toward the ground made the color drain from her face. “But you should go try those out if you enjoy them.” She said sheepishly.

“Your wife?” She said as her brows knitted together. “Oh you’re married! That is lovely!” She said with a bright smile spreading across her lips. “Is she with you? Would it be okay if I meet her?” She suggested as she bounced on her heels.

The way that her expression changed was definitely something that he noticed, “They can wait, r because ight now, I’m going in a carousel with a certain blondie,” he smiled at her, he was a caring person, and when he was friends with someone, sometimes he did things that he wouldn’t exactly choose to do by myself, because he wanted to keep them company. He didn’t think that meant he was a pushover, because when he REALLY didn’t like something, he didn’t do it.

She seemed so excited to meet his wife, it would suck to give her the bad news, “Oh, she passed away three years ago,” he told her, “But knowing her, she would have loved you,” he assured her, she was extremely friendly, and like Ro, rarely disliked someone.

#✨ ˚ fangs as sharp as a knife / delphina hampton #death tw #event: basket auction

rohan-persaud:

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Rohan sighed very deeply before offering a weak smile. He laughed. “I mean, you’re right. But have you ever noticed how sad some kids movies are, dude? I’m still traumatized by that one with the bee-sting and the Home Alone kid. Sometimes I wish I got to hang onto the innocence of youth longer. Where only pleasant things happen. I suppose adult me can take it, though. What should be on my good but sad watchlist?” He wrinkled up his nose. “Uh…Well, his name is Joseph Graves. He’s a doctor. And really rather wonderful. My mother would be thrilled. I pick up doctors in public parks apparently. I think that counts as a win.” Rohan laughed, more heartily. “How about you, hm? You strike me as a romantic type. Do you have a muse?”

“I guess that’s a good point, some Disney movies are really sad,” he wouldn’t deny that some of them made him cry before. He didn’t think that he would cry in an animated movie, but he was proven wrong, after he started to watch their movies, “I don’t know if you ever watched it, but Marley and me is a really good and sad movie, and there’s a dog’s purpose, that one I cried more than once,” he usually cried more easily when he watched a movie about dogs. It was probably because he had one, and he saw himself in the same situation as the characters in the movie, “The park is a good place to meet people,” he went there often, and noticed it was usually filled with people, “Not really, at least not anymore, but I used to.”

#✨ ˚ fangs as sharp as a knife / rohan persaud

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for @theflowerqueen

Familia Ante Omnia – season 3, episode 9

#📸 ⌗ memories in a frame ┉ rodrigo #fangs tw

delphinahamptonthesiren:

for : @shxrpteeth location : Carousel

Delphina was excited as she stood in line for the carousel. She had been on one before and rather liked it. However this one she had never had a chance to. She was practically bouncing as she stood waiting for her turn. Two tickets in her hand. She looked around and spotted the person she had met the other day who had allowed her to join him on his picnic. She gave a wave as she called out to him. “Hi Ro!” She said in a bright chipper voice.

“Have you gone on the carousel yet?

The carousel was honestly one of the most boring rides in his opinion, he didn’t judge who liked to go on it, but he preferred the ones that were a little more thrilling. He was passing by the line, and was about to go on the next ride, he wasn’t planning to go on that one, but then he saw Delphina, and smiled at her when she spotted him too, “Hey, Del,” he walked closer to her, and stopped by her side, with his hands in his pocket.

“Not really, I honestly prefer going on rides that I feel my soul leaving my body,” he laughed, “I used to go a lot in carousels because my wife dragged me to it though.”

#✨ ˚ fangs as sharp as a knife / delphina hampton #event: basket auction

rohan-persaud:

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Rohan did not actually consider himself a neat person. He often allowed his personal surroundings to mirror his mind, overcluttered and scattered. Still, he liked to imagine all his stuff was at least not messy; he could be finicky about grime and dirt and mud. And so, no one could begrudge him, then, for the stacks of knickknacks and oddities. He laughed a bit. “Ah, well…that’s very kind of you to say. But fair warning, my stuff tends to be…less whimsical, I guess. I’ve been told I’m very depressing.” But such came the territory of exclusively writing stories of dead people. Rohan sighed a little, but taking a beat, he settled down in the grass. He supposed he could survive that if it meant avoiding the dreaded meeting; he stretched. “Sometimes the good time is the thing to be found. You never know. The person I’m seeing right now, we met by chance in a park. So parks have been good to me. Which means I should take hints.” He shrugged. “Does this crown on me say Woodstock or Coachella? Does the beard take me into scary movie cult territory? Be honest.”

Despite his ray of sunshine personality, he sometimes watched sad movies. He wouldn’t say that he was satisfied with an ending when the author decided to kill one of the main characters, but that doesn’t mean he didn’t enjoy the movie, so he was sure that despite the fact that his play was depressing, he could still end up enjoying it, “That’s alright, some movies are very sad, but are still really good, so that won’t be a problem,” he watched hachiko, and he cried like a baby, but he still loved the movie. Every time someone asked for a movie suggestion that was about dogs, that was the first one that he thought, “I guess that’s a good point,” he nodded, “Who’s that special someone?” he asked, wondering if he knew them, “Nah, you look great!”

#✨ ˚ fangs as sharp as a knife / rohan persaud #cult tw #death tw #pre event

agentruiz:

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Adrian huffed out a quiet laugh at the stranger’s observation good-natured despite his frustration at the given situation. “Is it really that obvious?” he asked glancing their way before looking back to the computer on the table. Some things can’t be salvaged and he was beginning to suspect this was one of them. A thought only further compounded by the whining of the computer’s fan system before the window shuddered and then went to total black. At least it isn’t making noise anymore. “I think this a lost cause anyway.” Adrian could fix many things, but it seemed like this was beyond him. “Ah well, no worries - I suppose citing technical difficulties is a reasonable excuse for me to do no work today wouldn’t you say?”

“A little,” he admitted, he thought about not commenting anything, since not everyone reacted that well when people pointed out how bad their mood was. It was understandable, but every time he did it, he only did it because he wanted to try helping in any way he could. Sometimes he knew that there was nothing he could do, but he wanted to at least try first, “Maybe before giving that verdict, you should take it to a professional,” he knew that sometimes how much fixing it would cost, it was more worth it to buy a new one, since at times it was almost as expensive as it, but he should at least try first, “I would say that, yes, if you need the laptop to work, how are you suppose to do that without it?”

#✨ ˚ fangs as sharp as a knife / adrián iván ruíz #pre event

swrdandswan:

Her laugh was freer, settling into the gorgeous day and teasing him helped her relax after the late night she had had and even if he wasn’t letting her wear his gorgeous crowns she was more than happy to push herself a little into his space for a while - so long as he didn’t object too much. “Oh you do huh?” She teased again, shaking her head with the laugh, “Well it is a lovely day for them, I should really make more time to sit out like this, you’ve got a good idea going here.”

He was joking when he said that she wouldn’t be able to wear the crown, he wondered if she didn’t realize that, as she didn’t ask to wear it again. Instead of saying anything, he just placed it on her lap, giving her permission, “Of course I do, you never saw me drinking from a rat, have you?” he pointed out, he always had his wife around, and she made sure he always had blood bags, along with teaching him how to get them when they were over, “I’m glad I inspired you, picnics are great, you should make them more often.”

#✨ ˚ fangs as sharp as a knife / evangelina bordelies #pre event

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shxrpteeth

@wcilingwomcn

#🌼 ˚✧ platonic soulmate // rodrigo+imran

swrdandswan:

“Making a bouquet of flowers seems very different to weaving a flower crown properly, but I suppose once again you have proven me wrong.” She admitted with a shrug, leaning back on one arm as she tipped her shades back to cover her eyes, “So whatcha doing out here anyway? Watching for squirrels to snack on? Luring them in with deceptive song?”

“That’s fair, though flower crowns are not as hard as you may think it is to make,” he wasn’t sure if it was because he was so passionate about it that it became easy, or if it was because he made them for a really long time, ever since he was a kid, either way, it was so easy to him, “Ew, I have class,” he crinkled his nose, “I just like picnics.”

#✨ ˚ fangs as sharp as a knife / evangelina bordelies #pre event

arthur-m-hawthorne:

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“Really? That’s fantastic!” He lightly patted the florist’s shoulder in congratulations. “It’s always a treat to have small businesses finally get off the ground around these parts. See them flourish if you will!” As shitty as that pun was, Arthur couldn’t help but chuckle at themselves. In all seriousness, he was happy for Rodrigo. Arthur was one of the seraphs on duty when his wife was found dead inside his burnt down home. Unfortunately, nothing came out of the incident and had been forgotten as all unsolved cases eventually are. It was good to see Arthur’s favorite florist finally flourish after such a tragedy. As for the basket auction? “Of course I’m excited! …But I would be lying if I said I wasn’t a little nervous too.” The archivist sighed and shrugged. “I misread the event details and I didn’t realize that I came with the basket until it was too late. I’m still up for it but it kinda feels like I sighed up for a blind date, if that makes sense. If I can’t keep the elderly’s attention, what’s to say my bidder won’t get bored of me?”

“I’m so proud of you! That was a great pun,” he grinned at him, some people found them too silly, but he honestly loved when people made them. It could not make him burst out laughing, but it sure could always make him smile or grin, “But, yeah, it’s amazing how it’s growing, and to think that it was once just a dream,” he had to work hard to save some money to start his own business. It was a pretty small one, but it costed more than people thought, and he had no rich relatives to help him, so he did it all by himself, which was one of the things that made him even more proud of it, “Oh, you poor thing,” he let out a small laugh, “I thought that stuff like that was something that could only happen to me,” he was slow, so sometimes he misunderstood things, “I’m sure you will do great though, whoever wins your basket will have an amazing time, I have no doubt. I personally don’t think you’re boring at all.”

#✨ ˚ fangs as sharp as a knife / arthur hawthorne #pre event

delphinahamptonthesiren:

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Delphina was happy singing, it had been a long while since she had. She sometimes missed it, but she felt the need to be careful around here. She didn’t want to get herself into any kind of trouble. She glanced over at Ro and noticed he had stopped playing. She grew a little quieter, her own cheeks going a little rosy as she realized he had been watching her. “You stopped,” she laughed shaking her before pressing her lips together. She paused to listen to him, her blue eyes growing wide as she heard him. “What? No! Don’t say that! I’m sure your voice is lovely! Just because mine is you know…” she looked around before covering the side of her mouth to whisper. “Magic,” drawing her hand down she sat a little straighter. “Please? I’ll stop if it makes you more comfortable.”

Rodrigo reacted differently when he was the one that blushed and when other people did it. He found cute when he wasn’t the one with the pink cheeks, but he didn’t comment anything about it, not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable, “Yeah, sorry, I was just kind of mesmerized by your voice,” he admitted, as he stroked the back of his head nervously, he honestly wasn’t sure why he was even that embarrassed. He had no doubt that she had that kind of effect on everyone, yet, he couldn’t help himself, it was just easy to make him feel that way, “Alright, alright, since you insit, then I will do it,” he smiled at her, not really sure why she wanted to hear him singing so much. She would probably be disappointed, as he didn’t think his voice was that amazing, “You don’t need to stop though, we can sing together, I don’t mind.”

#✨ ˚ fangs as sharp as a knife / delphina hampton #pre event

vargasxraul:

where: the fountain who: open @darkesthourstarters

Raul had never considered himself a believer in luck or fate. There were too many ways for plans to go awry when left to simple chance, and yet, as he stood in front of the fountain, quarter clutched in one fisted hand, he couldn’t help but think that this was just that – asking the universe for some sort of small morsel of luck. Tradition, he thought to himself as his hand came up, quarter flying over one shoulder. “So, is this supposed to be a one-size fits all ask and you receive kind of thing or does the person in charge know when someone doesn’t believe?”

Despite the fact that they lived in a world filled with magic, and different kind of creatures, he wasn’t sure if he believed that if you throw a quarter in the fountain, your wish can come true, just like he didn’t believe that if you make a wish to a shooting star, it could also come true. It was why he rarely did it. He doubted someone cast a spell on the fountain, so it was just a regular one. He supposed he could be wrong, but he doubted it, “I have no idea, I never tried making a wish, but it won’t harm, you know? Maybe your wish will come true.”

#✨ ˚ fangs as sharp as a knife / raul e vargas #event: basket auction

beasramos:

OPEN TO: All @darkesthourstarters LOCATION: On Pitch Karaoke Booth

The unfortunately unblessed crooner on stage was currently making Bea wish the microphone would give off more feedback so she wouldn’t have to hear their voice. She grimaced at the ungracious thought. Well, at least they had courage, she had to admit. When they finally left the stage, after a bow no less, Bea was one of the few people to applaud, though the rest of the crowd did seem to be cheering on their exit more than the performance. “Oh thank god,” she said under her breath, wincing one last time as the singer went around to sign up for another round. “They’re not going to go again, are they?”

There was no way that he would miss the opportunity to sing, it was one of his biggest passions, a very close second to flowers, which was in first place in his list. When he found out that they would have a karaoke booth, he was so excited, he couldn’t wait to sing on it. Despite the fact that the person singing at that moment, wasn’t the most skilled one, he strongly believed that people should do what they liked, even if they were bad at it, unless it costed someone’s life, of course, “I don’t know, but come on, let them have fun, it’s not fair that only people that are good singers get to enjoy karaoke.”

#✨ ˚ fangs as sharp as a knife / beatriz ramos #event: basket auction

arthur-m-hawthorne:

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Arthur hummed in consideration. “Two minutes! Not bad, all things considered.” The longest recorded run-time being fifteen minutes before he turned around and realized half of the trainees he was lecturing were either deep in their phones or catching up on lost sleep. Ah well, it was their loss; they’ll have to learn about seraph mark specifics eventually. “Guess it’s not that bad if nobody else caught that. But .besides that, how have you been? Work’s keeping you busy?” It had only been a day or two since the last Arthur had visited the florist shop Rodrigo worked at but it was never a bad question to ask. Especially when most of the conversations they’ve had solely focused on flower arrangements. “Don’t worry, I won’t spring an order on you right now. I’m just curious.”

“There you go, you don’t need to be embarrassed,” he pointed out, even if had been longer, he didn’t think that he should feel that way. It wasn’t his fault if people sometimes left without warning the person, he thought it was rude, but in this case he would let it slide because it was an old person, and they sometimes didn’t know what they were doing anymore. They were rude at times without meaning to, “I’m alright, are you excited about the basket auction? I bet it will be really fun,” he was so excited, he couldn’t wait to see the baskets and everything that was planned. He had no doubt that he would have an amazing time, “Yep, I have been thinking about hiring people,” he admitted, “Oh, really? That’s new,” he teased him, before letting out a small laugh, he rarely saw him out of the florist.

#✨ ˚ fangs as sharp as a knife / arthur hawthorne

swrdandswan:

She grinned with a wrinkle of her nose, of course if he was ever actually offended by her teasing it didn’t show and Evie particularly enjoyed messing with him in such a way, it was actually preferable to having a knife to someones throat, “See you even agree I would look super cute. But you really made them? That’s so cool, they’re gorgeous.”

Friendships were supposed to be filled with playfulness and teasing, otherwise, was it really a friendship? “Of course I do, you know that I’m one to lie,” he pointed out, but he was biased, because he thought everyone looked good with them, “I did, yeah! You seem surprised, you do realize I am a florist, right?” he teased, “But thank you, I’m glad you like it.”

#✨ ˚ fangs as sharp as a knife / evangelina bordelies

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