#ic || dracula

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    “What does a Librarian do in their free time, I wonder? I assume you have free time, seeing as there are several of you. “

     Dracula leaned back against the chair, watching Zeke do whatever it was that he was doing. He figured that he must have had a life before becoming a Librarian, one that must have been interesting. The idea of several Librarians was strange to him, even if the reasons had been explained a few times. He cared little for the reasoning behind it all. For now, he was content with forming an unlikely friendship with Ezekiel.

@zkljns && a welcome back starter || accepting

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  “ Answer me truthfully, dragostea mea.  Do you resent me?”

    How delicate his touch, how gently he holds her. The same hand that had ripped her from the world of the living and dragged her into the realm of the dead now traveled down her arm and to her wrist. Fingers brushed against her hand like a ghost, pulling it to meet his lips. He left a kiss no softer than a breath. 

    Dracula had spent centuries with the Bride, he knew her more than he knew himself and she knew him in kind. Did she hate him? They way they fought, you would assume so. Yet she never left, not permanently. He didn’t have any hope that she came back for him, knowing it was her sisters that drew her back to the castle. Despite this he was still curious.

 @mcnecter​ && sc. // accepting

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kiss + 18 ... angry - mcnecter ( for drac. )

 Their reunion had been a surprising one. Both had been invited to the same party, having evidently charmed the same noble into giving them an invitation. The pair swept across the dance floor, effortless grace aided by years of practice. It was certainly a sight to be hold, yet as soon as the band stopped playing Vlad whisked Julia off to a more… private venue.

 The two had not spoken in at least a decade, some strife driving a wedge between the pair. Vlad of course could not recall what it was, though he was sure the Bride still remembered and held an insuperable grudge. He of course had let her hold onto her petty anger as long as he wished. But now he was done with this little separation of theirs.

 They had no sooner left than he had her against the wall, forcing everything against her to keep her in place. He pinned her arms above her, knowing all to well that if they were kept free they could and would be used against him. His kiss was just as rough, teeth sinking into the flesh of her lower lip. This was not a passionate, romance filled embrace but a cold and calculated act of reestablishing his perceived dominance.

@mcnecter // kiss meme {accepting}

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   || He was loath to return to England. It was bright and cheery and nothing like he was used to, and he had not had good experience the FIRST time he visited. But he had little choice- slayers had chased him and his son from their home.

    He still had his son, however. His heir, his pride and his joy. He clasped a hand onto Vladmir’s shoulder, looking at the dreary and derelict surroundings of Stokely Castle with uncharacteristic enthusiasm.

    “Vladi, my dear boy. This will be the perfect opportunity for you. A town full of simple minded, useless breathers that’ll be easier for you to handle while you come into your powers.”

@fangedpeace​ // didn’t like for a starter but gets one anyway bc i love maddi and vlad

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   || He found that of all the Librarians he had dealt with, Zeke was perhaps the easiest to tolerate. Which was saying something, considering the arrogance the other man had. He was the only one who didn’t try to fight Dracula on first contact, therefore he had a special place in the vampire’s heart.

     That tolerance was being tested, however, by the snarky comments the thief kept making. He was grateful Zeke had let him feed, but he found it difficult to actually eat when there was a snide remark at every corner.

    “ Jones I am four seconds away from tearing your jugular out. Please stop speaking.”

@zkljns​ // sc. accepting

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Offers Drac some pretty neck

The blood of a goddess was too good to pass up. He stepped behind her, arm wrapping around her waist and the other travelling down her arm and clasping her hand. Sharp fangs make contact with fresh skin in seconds.

@grvntcd

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  || Long nights were common for Vlad. The nature of his life ( and unlife ) and his proclivities made things easier to work with at night. Though he loathed to follow the drunk and otherwise intoxicated, tonight seemed a slow and otherwise pointless night. If he wanted to eat, he’d have to settle for second best.

    He’d been following a woman for the better half of an hour, through bars and streets to a the late night breakfast joint where he currently sat. He hadn’t even noticed the waiter approach him.

 “Just coffee, please.”

@thegothfiles​

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     || The count’s travels across the country landed him many places, but none had been quite so... welcoming as Lady Tremaine and her daughters. Indeed, they had been more than gracious allowing him into their home. Initially, he had thought he found an easy target, but he was starting to regret his decision.

       He thanked his host with a charming smile, before quickly and quietly excusing himself. He wanted to be far, far away from the woman and the pushing of her daughters. The kitchen seemed like the least likely place for them to look for him.

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