Feb 13, 2023
give this a like if you want a valentine's day theme starter from your fave vampire milf? ❤️
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give this a like if you want a valentine's day theme starter from your fave vampire milf? ❤️
Starter Call
Like this for a starter! Please specify muse!
bw is in a flirty mood so hit the HEART and she’ll come at yer muse.
owo, like this post to encounter my muse in a cat cafe, with his own cat, owo
Like this is you are interested in fighting sans undertale!!!!
i wanna write a fighting rp still. been wanting to write one since i started this blog. I would prefer if we could plot a reason for it though.
Selective Starters!
Like this if we don’t have a thread together. I want to branch out just a little bit. So you can like anyways but it doesn’t mean we’ll have a thread. If you do like I will (okay maybe) come talk to you a bit if I am unfamiliar with your muse & you so that maybe down the line we can RP!
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send in a ‘💝’ for a random special valentine’s day kiss || selectively accepting!
6: on the lips
“Dettlaff...”
While the monster cared little for celebrating holidays for they were not her’s to celebrate, the same could not be said for the Higher Vampire. Valentine’s day was one that would bring some great joy and other’s great pain, a day of love and bitterness. It was clear the day brought him some sadness, in light of the events that had come to pass it was not hard to imagine why. He was putting on a brave face, that much she could tell, but his eyes spoke of such sorrow.
It was a sorrow Drathenia knew all too well, a mourning of love that was lost. While the gaping wounds of her loss had long since healed, the scars occasionally itched. Such was this occasion. She wanted to tell him that she knew, that she understood the aching emptiness that was left behind. But she could not find the words.
Ivory claws rose to softly caress his jaw, trailing to then settle beneath his chin to then tilt his face upwards. A gesture could speak a thousand words. Drathenia leaned down to place a chaste yet tender kiss upon his lips. It was not given out of lust or longing, but compassion. The hand that held his chin then moved to cup his cheek as she pulled away, a small smile curved her lips.
“Happy Valentines day.”
@weltschmerze
Open: I am Ra’s Al Ghul
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