#draculakin

[teenagedracula]

"you're so friendly" "you're easy to talk to"

I'm literally vampire luring you. You're getting blood sucked in twelve minutes

( this is a fictionkin/vampirekin post and is not sexual )

[yanderengland]

My dearest Jonathan Harker,

I thought this was what you wanted.

I was willing to give you everything.

You could’ve been my content little pet.

Why do you insist upon leaving me?

Why must you be so ungrateful?

We could’ve been so happy together.

As much as I’d love to tear you limb from limb due to your incompetence, I could never lay a finger upon you.

You’re my prized possession—you piqued my interest when I first met you. There’s something so unique and special about you.

I would love to keep you forever.

We could go wherever you want—together. As long as you don’t leave. As long as you are mine.

I want to hate you. After all, you’ve betrayed me gravely. I spoiled you, did I not? You could’ve been my princess—my bride.

It’s not as if I want to lock you up in a glass box for eternity. I would allow as many freedoms as I could for you.

So why did you leave?

What could I have done differently?

I wanted you to be mine. You were perfect.

I should’ve kept a closer eye on you.

I know I shouldn’t have been so lenient and trustworthy with you, yet—

I felt I could’ve built some sort of trust or bond between us.

I thought maybe we had something.

I’m sorry that I scared you.

I am a monster after all.

I can promise you that I’d never purposely hurt you.

Can I really be blamed for any sort of self defense though?

The fact that I’m not human is off-putting, isn’t it?

I can pretend to be human if it would make you happy.

I thought I was doing well initially, but you can only pretend to be human for so much and for so long.

Although it would kill me, I’d allow you to be yourself.

It would warm me to be able to turn you so we could be together forever.

Existence can be painful and lonely however, so I can understand your objection.

If being human is what you desire, then so be it. Nevertheless, I will still try to plead and convince you otherwise.

I know we love in different ways, but don’t you think it’s cruel to claim I cannot love?

I don’t feel the same way you do, I know.

I am unable to.

However, I too can love.

Even without the physical feelings and warmth inside.

I can love through my actions and thoughts.

I can love through my dedication and loyalty.

Is this not also love?

Why must I be loveless for my lack of emotional depth?

It is not as if I choose to feel nothing.

I am cold and numb, and I know I can be selfish and vain—

but I want to put aside my vanity for you.

You are worthy of my time and attention, so why not accept it?

I am willing to learn to love you.

So allow me in.

Won’t you invite me into your heart?

Yours Truly,

Count Dracula.

[cecilthecowardly]

it’s been 2 months and 200 years and he’s still all i could ever want

[fictionkinfessions]

Kin jobs? Kin jobs. Dracula is now a supervisor at a thrift store. I’d make a joke about how it shows me the absolute worst of humanity in the modern age but I really do love my job.

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[team-avatar-kincare]

Could I please get a playlist for Renfield from the 1931 version of Dracula ♥️ thank you so much

Of course Renfield, I don’t know much about Dracula so I went off what I searched up. (I spelt Renfield wrong :( )

Crazy = Genius - Panic! At the disco

Physco Killer - Talking Heads

Cradles - Suburban

Wolf in sheep’s clothing - Set It Off

Teeth - 5 Seconds of Summer

Hope you enjoy Renfield!

- Mod Ty Lee (Yumeko Shift)

[fictionkinfessionsarchived]

hey I’m Dracula and I wasn’t white stop making me white unless you’re using vampires as social commentary which is very cool but just use a different vampire please-

[helpforkin]

Could I request masculine fashion for a Dracula from the Netflix animated Castlevania?

Shirt - $27.50

Jacket - $24.00

Necklace - $9.38

Jeans - $34.99

- Mod Bri.

[wickedmlm]

“You know me,” you beg him, though it comes out more like a hiss. Your hands slide over his body, and he shivers under your touch, tilts his neck like muscle memory and you sink your fangs into his soft flesh. “You were born once before this, and you have been born again, and I loved you then and so shall I love you now.” Your explanation may have prose, but whatever flow is lost as you utter it to the time of your thrusts, and his understanding wavers under the pleasure you are forcing upon him. But oh, to see his face so lost, pleading eyes and mouth ever-so-slightly agape, smeared in his own blood-- perhaps he doesn’t have to remember right away. Perhaps you will have to do this again and again and again. The night is long, after all, and you have many nights ahead of you yet.