#original runaway

[original-doppleganger]

Closed Starter || @jack-of-ash

She knew she needed to feed. All vampires needed to feed. She should feed, for her own sake.

But she couldn't.

Every time her fangs started to come out, every time she started to give into the hunger, she would be assaulted by the memories.

Fangs and blood and death and heartbreak was a hell of a way to start a life.

She would feed eventually. She knew that. But by then she would be so hungry, she wouldn't be able to control it. She would feed and feed and feed to make up for when she didn't and she would leave a trail of bodies behind her.

And then. Well. She wouldn't really need to feed for a while, would she?

There had to be a better way to live than this. She just didn't know how.

[original-doppleganger]

💋 (horny jail for Venera)

Tatia could count on one hand the number of times she'd been kissed by a woman.

Not that she was against the act. Quite the opposite, really. It was rather liberating to explore that side of herself, far away from the judgement and scorn of those who would deem it "sinful" or "inappropriate".

Still. All the same. It was rather a shock when it happened.

Though, perhaps, in the case of Venera, she shouldn't have been quite so surprised. There were many signs leading up to this that she might have noticed had she been paying proper attention to them, instead of focusing on her pain or hopes for revenge.

Not that she was taking the time to analyze any of them now. She was perfectly content to focus on returning the kiss, with just as much fervor as it was given.