#cherry-ism

[lordgeales]

💭💭💭💭 Let the boss tell his opinion about the little noble. ~ ( For the Muses' thoughts meme ~ ) I didn't if it got sent, my Internet is trolling me. ;v;

For every 💭 I receive, I will write one thought my Muse has had about yours.

What is she up to now, that young vampire? Probably causing trouble yet again. 

Well. He’d been young once as well. Better leave her be then-

[lordgeales]

"Lord Geales, your Santa Claus hat fits you so well ! Are you preparing Christmas ?"

“Santa claus?”

“Ooh. You’re referring to the hat. I’m afraid I’m not much familiar with the current tradition of humans, I was told it’s the new way to celebrate midvinterblot. Or winter solstice, as it’s perhaps more known as in the current periode.”

“But I’m glad you like it. It’s not exactly according to Russian traditions - but it’s alright.”

[russianalphaking]

◆ (Sorry I couldn't resist it)

ᴿᴾ ᴹᵉᵐᵉˢ || ᴿᵉᵃᶜᵗᶦⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ⁿᵉᶜᵏ ⁿᶦᵇᵇˡᵉˢ ⁻ ᴬᶜᶜᴱᴾᵀᴵᴺᴳ!

It was an exceptionally brisk evening that day. The snow had recently fallen, and the plush winter coat over most of everything standing still shone and sparkled lightly in the twilight. The 2nd progenitor was simply taking a leisurely stroll through the paths leading around St. Petersburg Palace, the trees around bowing beneath the weight of the icy blanket around him. The wind nipped at his tanned nose, the tips of his ears slightly reddened, but the Siberian cold did not affect him as it would his livestock.Though something unexpected did catch his attention as soft foot fall lightly crunched right behind him. Before he had time to react, however, a strange, alien sensation froze him to the spot as he felt his collar jerked to the side, and sharp teeth nipping at his collar, as if to try and bite away the protective collar around his soft neck. A growl involuntarily escaped him as the antagonized Russian Monarch twisted around in a blur, his slender arms wrapping tight around the invasive intruder. One gloved hand grasped tight at the hairs clinging to the back of the nape of her neck, as the other gripped her hip tight. His fangs were a mere hair’s width away from the common carotid artery lining her shoulder and neck.“Tʜᴇ ᴘᴜɴɪsʜᴍᴇɴᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ᴛᴀʙᴏᴏ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪs ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴏɴʟʏ ᴇɴᴅs ɪɴ ᴇᴛᴇʀɴᴀʟ ɪᴍᴘʀɪsᴏɴᴍᴇɴᴛ. I, ʜᴏᴡᴇᴠᴇʀ, ᴡɪʟʟ ᴇxᴀᴄᴛ ᴀ ᴘᴜɴɪsʜᴍᴇɴᴛ ʙᴇғɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs sɪᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴ,” he coldly hissed. Sharpened Ivory then pierced her delicate flesh.

Urd Geales wasn’t going to have any playful retaliation or rebellion on his hands. In this situation really, the eldest will simply ensure she cannot fight back. Perhaps afterwards, he’ll even interrogate her as to why she’d dared to do such a taboo thing.Crimson droplets slither and stain snow white, cold flesh. A true Siberian Winter in the old Russian monarch’s opinion. So much for a quiet evening’s walk through the park.

@cherry-ism

[lordgeales]

I dare you to kiss yourself. ( Can I stop my shitty asks please ? )

@pandurd winks~

Staring down the split imagine of himself, the progenitor narrowed his eyes, only to watch the other do the exact same.This was the second time he ran into one of those who claimed to be him. Urd Geales. Second progenitor, monarch of Russia- he’d heard it all before. Said in the same monotome voice - except in his memories, he’d been the one saying it. This time it was another.

A low sigh left his lips, as he considered his chances.The last time had, all things considered, gone pretty well. However his curiosity over the appearance of clones, had reached a new high. Were they truly demons? There was only one way to find out-

Moving closer, he narrowed the space between them to almost nothing, earning himself a slight slip of mask from the other individual. Spotting wonder, and sudden realisation as he sped up. Closing the distance, pressing his lips against the strangely familiar tanned skin. 

Eyes half-lidded, he watched the reaction of the other, before baring his fangs and biting down before the incoming attack.

As it hit, he backed off, the taste of blood on his lips.Metallic. Strangely unsatisfying. Yet strong, with power leveling Rigrs-

This was….

He looked up, eyes widening by the moments.If he wasn’t wrong, the vampire who was wiping blood of his lips with his gloves - was the very same as him.A second progenitor. Identical in looks. Identical in moves. Same strength. Same blood.

[ciityguard-blog]

"I'm sure you're the kind of person who likes calm places." (Headcanon meme)

✅

“I can certainly say that’s true.” But was it ever really calm anywhere at this point? Not usually.

[ciityguard-blog]

❛ So, did I miss anything interesting? ❜

“Nothing of any particular note. Then again does much of anything interesting happen very often?” Rene probably wasn’t the best person to ask about that sort of thing. He wasn’t someone to find most things or situations to be interesting.