#theuselesscarmilla

[sleuthllis]

“ will you ever forgive me? ”

     She frowned, concerned, baffled. “Do you even need to ask?” Forgiveness was a tricky concept that Laura wasn’t always so adept at conveying, her stubborn nature making it all too easy to hold a grudge, but with Carmilla…

“Always.” 

[ihrsternn-blog]

@theuselesscarmilla cont from x

“ you look as if you have seen a GHOST , my love . of course I am not afraid. even if you did have the teeth of a fierce WOLF or CAT i would still love you the same . “ She said, striding closer to Carmilla. her eyes stayed  f o c u s e d  on the woman’s fangs . they didn’t appear to be fake yet they couldn’t be real -- could they? reaching a soft hand out, Elle gingerly ran her fingertips across Carmilla’s cheek, drawing her in closer to her . “ may i see THEM ? “

[perrynormalisms-blog]

“you CANNOT be serious.” // @theuselesscarmilla

[runawaybun]

@theuselesscarmilla continued from 🌠🌠

[ text ]: leave the hornets nest alone and find something else to poke, cupcake. [ text ]: or get slowly digested. your call.

[text]: something else? you mean like a bear? that sounds like a real great idea! know if there are any bears around here? [text]: but you gotta admit those pics looked really nice yeah???!

[overachievrs-blog]

           "Look at you all...human...Kitty Cat. Tell me, how does it feel to be human again?"

@theuselesscarmilla

[ihrsternn-blog]

@theuselesscarmilla

           “ WELL now isn’t this fun. POOR little  h u m a n  CARMILLA and vampire ELL . or ARE you human ? if so i could go for a late night  d r i n k . “

[ihrsternn-blog]

@theuselesscarmilla ! ! / /

ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰᶦⁿᵍ ʷᵃˢ ᵍᵒᶦⁿᵍ ᵒⁿ. ᵗʰᵉ ᵉⁿᵗᶦʳᵉ ᵉᵛᵉ ᵉˡˡ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᶦⁿᵘᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ˢᵗᶦʳ, ᵗᵒˢˢᶦⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗᵘʳⁿᶦⁿᵍ ᶜᵒⁿˢᵗᵃⁿᵗˡʸ. ᵃʷᵃᵏᵉⁿᶦⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵃⁿ ᵒᵖᵉⁿ ʷᶦⁿᵈᵒʷ ᵃˡˡᵒʷᶦⁿᵍ ᵃ ᵖᵃʳᵗᶦᶜᵘˡᵃʳˡʸ ᶜᵒˡᵈ ᵇʳᵉᵉᶻᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵉⁿᵗᵉʳ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵒᵐᵉ, ˢʰᵉ ᑫᵘᶦᶜᵏˡʸ ʷᵃˡᵏᵉᵈ ᵒᵛᵉʳ ᵗᵒ ᶜˡᵒˢᵉ ᶦᵗ. ʰᵉʳ ᵐᶦʳᶜᵃˡˡᵃ ᵐᵘˢᵗ ᵇᵉ ʷᵃᶦᵗᶦⁿᵍ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ᵃʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵒᵐᵉ. ᵍᵉᵗᵗᶦⁿᵍ ᵈʳᵉˢˢᵉᵈ ᶦⁿ ʰᵉʳ ᵉᵛᵉⁿᶦⁿᵍ ᵍᵒʷⁿ, ᵉˡˡ ʷᵃˡᵏᵉᵈ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵃˡˡ, ʰᵉᵃʳᶦⁿᵍ ⁿᵒᶦˢᵉˢ ᶜᵒᵐᶦⁿᵍ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵈᵒʷⁿˢᵗᵃᶦʳˢ.

    "ᵐ⁻⁻ᵐᶦʳᶜᵃˡˡᵃ, ᶦˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ?"

ˢʰᵉ ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ, ᵍʳᵃᵇᵇᶦⁿᵍ ᵃ ˡᵃⁿᵗᵉʳⁿ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵃ ˢʰᵃᵏᶦⁿᵍ ʰᵃⁿᵈ ᵃˢ ˢʰᵉ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᶦⁿᵘᵉᵈ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ʰᵉʳ ˢᵗᵃᶦʳᶜᵃˢᵉ ᶦⁿ ˢᵉᵃʳᶜʰ ᵒᶠ ʰᵉʳ ˡᵒᵛᵉ. ᵃⁿʸ ᵐᵒᵐᵉⁿᵗ ˢʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵃʷᵃʸ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵐᶦʳᶜᵃˡˡᵃ ʷᵃˢ ᵗᵒʳᵗᵘʳᵉ, ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ʰᵒⁿᵉˢᵗ. ˢʰᵉ ʰᵃᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ᶦᵗ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵇᵉ ᵖᵒˢˢᶦᵇˡᵉ ᵇᵘᵗ ˢʰᵉ ʰᵃᵈ ᶠᵃˡˡᵉⁿ ʰᵉᵃᵈ ᵒᵛᵉʳ ʰᵉᵉˡˢ ᶦⁿ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵗʰᶦˢ ʷᵒᵐᵃⁿ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ˢʰᵉ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿᵉᵈ ᵘᵖᵒⁿ ᵇʸ ᵃ ˢᵗʳᵃⁿᵍᵉ ᶜʰᵃⁿᶜᵉ.

"ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᶦʳᵉᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ˢᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᶜᵃᵗᶜʰ ᵃ ᵈᵉᵃᵗʰ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᵘⁿᵉᵃʳᵗʰˡʸ ᶜʰᶦˡˡ, ᵈᵃʳˡᶦⁿᵍ.."

[ihrsternn-blog]

@theuselesscarmilla cont from x

“ how am i to TRUST you ? you DRANK my blood and acted like you LOVED me ! drank . my . blood . carmilla . have you any idea how frightened i was in those dreams - how weak i awoke the next morning after having them ? you were going to KILL me ! “ there were tears of betrayal in the girl’s eyes as she tried to bite back all of her emotions . clutching her still steady bleeding hand, elle allowed her eyes to watch carmilla’s every move .