#weltschmerze

[zaburzonyswiat]

I tak i tak czuję się jak złom.

[krwioholik]

@weltschmerze

"Nonsense! Dettlaff, you can come with us! Your bat form is magnificent, you will make the village girls squeak like mice ponced upon by a cat!" Regis encourages him with delighted excitation, throwing his arm around Dettlaff's shoulders and drawing him close. His eyes are onyx black and shiny and the smell of blood is all over him, thick and making him run hotter than usual.

"What say you, friend? It will be so much fun." He promises, a mean giggle bubbling at the back of his throat as he grins. "We'll let you pick the one will drink, hmm? Whichever you'll like."

[weneedpeaceonthisplanet]

Gäbe es nur mehr, die ein Zuhause höher achten als Gold. Diese Welt wäre ein viel glücklicherer Ort.

Thorin Eichenschild

[akindlymonster-a]

@toussainttwins (featuring @weltschmerze) replied to your post: “ My darlings, I fear you’re spending too much...

 “yet we did not forget about your exceptional good manners, sangbonbon.” “You do not mean we are mistaken, do you dearest? You couldn’t have fallen so low as to eavesdrop.” “Nor so low as to check under the bed.” “What if we have our LOVER there?” “He sees your dashing self and shall make a scene, out of awkwardness and… pure jealousy”

“ Who knows? I have no qualms with you taking other lovers - perhaps this mystery man of yours will not mind either? Perhaps said lover might even agree to share? ”

“ I say, Dettlaff? You don’t mind, do you? One tap on the underside for yes, two taps for no. ”

[bloodabhorred-blog]

Put a baby in here

if they had a kid || accepting !! @weltschmerze​

Name: Jeanne Yvette Florencia van Der Eretein

Gender: Female

General Appearance: As a child, Jeanne is small and spritely, with long dark red hair and ice blue eyes. With a high metabolism, she’s very slender, even as an adult, and would have a difficult time gaining weight. As an adult, she’s taller than her mother, yet shorter than her father, preferring to wear soft, flowy clothing  with wide sleeves. She will wear her father’s shirts on occasion.

Personality: Much like her father, Jeanne is reserved and quiet, with a love for nature and its movements. She is intelligent, carefully manages her words when she speaks, and often has to explain the things her mother says to her father. She acts as a peaceful median between the two, but is no stranger to tossing an insult or two when goaded.

Special Talents: Dettlaff is able to herd other vampires–Jeanne is able to calm them and make them disperse. She can bring peace to the minds of other vampires and wild animals alike, and is able to help another vampire center themselves and find relief in her calming energy. She is non-violent, and can quell even the most enraged Garkain.

Who they like better: She enjoys both of her parents, but tends to prefer the quiet energy Dettlaff provides. She will often stay with him in his workshop and meditate, listening to him work.

Who they take after more: While she is quiet like Dettlaff, she is far more composed and emotionally put-together like her mother, often composing herself in a more methodical manner, and carrying with her a neutral attitude, while her parents occupy the extremes. She approaches issues with a scientific methodology, using reason and complete objectivity in order to distance herself emotionally from the problem before her. 

Personal Head canon: She will often disappear for hours at a time, needing time alone to recharge. She sits in a secluded area, usually in a forest or at a pond, and lets herself sink into absolute stillness, listening to the silence around her permeated only by the chirping of birds and skittering of wildlife. She finds this time alone healing, similar to a restful night’s sleep, after experiencing a stressful situation, or simply being around people or other vampires for too long. She makes sure not to go far, if only to keep her father from worrying himself sick over her absence.

Face Claim: random girl i found on google search

[toussainttwins]

Send me a heart meme || Accepting

💜: how long might it take for my muse to say "i love you" for the first time?

for both @weltschmerze and @sapientiaethumanitas, for your curiosity seems to tread the same path.

I am going to share a dreadful secret with you, my dear sangbonbons of readers. The sweet words has never left the  twins’ lips. The pretty, pampered succubi has answered in kind to their lovers’ confessions -  either by a passionate speech or an affectionate deed -  yet never used the seal of a phrase. They consider it a bad luck.

[sapientiaethumanitas]

Slurred words

“Dettlaff van der Eretein - or as I have heard from the humans: the Beast of Beauclair.”

Ezekiel takes a sip of Est Est, then looks at his fine glass: “Everything I’ve heard about him so far shocks me deeply. What a poor soul. I have to trust Emiel here, because only he and this witcher Geralt were present at the events. Actually I’m not talking about anyone who hasn’t appeared to me in persona, but for Emiel he is someone very special - his blood brother - and who could know that better than me, how intimate this bond is. A human woman has betrayed him, exploited him and almost driven him out of his mind. I would never have thought a human being capable of such an evil deed…she was the Duchess’s sister? Truly brave of her to play so with a Higher Vampire.”

The old vampire shakes his head: “I have a good friend in Beauclair - Larthia, a Bruxa, who lived through everything with me and Khagmar. She came to me a few days after the city was attacked by our kind. She had flashbacks: she saw the devastated villages in front of her, in the middle of which stood Khagmar with a bloodied mouth. But Dettlaff is not like Khagmar, not a bit. They are not at all like each other. ”

Another sip: “Khagmar was an Ammurun, a true warrior. Not the smartest, but my brother. He had a big mouth, he didn’t care about anything and nobody and was not interested in lower vampires. Dettlaff seems to me to be a sensible vampire, with a big heart, but hurt - and he didn’t know how to help himself better at that moment. The murder of the Duchess’s sister can certainly be argued about, but I think he is a good soul. Before he hurts humans, he prefers to retreat into the woods to his lower fellows and close himself to the world. This is an honor for us vampires, because it doesn’t mean trouble.”

Ezekiel leans back in his armchair: "I would really like to get to know him - I have heard that he is very talented in craftsmanship and has spent a lot of time in Nazair: I am very interested in that. However, I am still a little pricked about the thing with my ring. I am an old man and I will hold this thing against him again and again…”

[calabrun]

@weltschmerze​ -- ;

It was a common fate for the beasts he sundered to become his next meal, it not survival of the fittest without reason. Six hundred years he’d been doing this, existing in the wilds and finding wayward magick-users to tutor to their own ends. With a rather bloodied dump of blood and flesh did the dead husk of the Alp fall dead, left for the carrion to devour. Though, he scented another lingering in Nazair’s dark, scarlet eyes narrowing. 

“Come out. I’ve already seen you, so there’s no point in hiding.”