#wilted roses

[aikuwuus]

need an emotionally constipated man to tell me that things feel Different when i’m around and he doesn’t know why

[crownedinmarigolds]

VTM Fangfest 2026 is complete! This was a bit of a challenging year with the subjects but I'm glad to have finished this completely for the fourth year in a row! Wow! Thank you @fuckyeahlabynight!!

The characters are mine and @thesixthplaneteer's!

Original Posts:

Catchphrase - Carmichael Lee the Toreador

It seemed like a good idea at the time - Noa the Giovanni

Even evil has loved ones - Harrakhty, Kahanni, Parvati the Followers of Set

Cool shades - Daimund the Malkavian

Accidental murder - Nyth the Thinblood and Sebastian the Tremere

I hate you, Vampire Dad! - Ralph the Nosferatu Thinblood

Destination defenestration - Xandy the Banu Haqim

We ARE struggling together - The ATL Camarilla - Carver the Lasombra, Erin the Tzimisce, Godwynn the Ventrue

Elaborate underground base - Sydney the Thinblood

Screw the rules, I'm beautiful! - Lyre the Salubri and Blaire the Silverfang

[princesslilymay]

~♡~♡~♡~

[mysilent879]

[darinsa]

[justasecretflower]

HIII!! ermm this is my first time requesting something so idk if I'm doing something wrong, but I saw the Ticci Toby dating before he became a proxy can we pretty please have one where we meet him after he became a proxy? Tyyy!!! (You can just ignore this if you're already making something similar or you just don't want to do it) 🤍🖤

Hi chérie! I love this idea hon:)! When requesting creepypasta you put the “🥀” emoji if you wanna request more :). Love you sm!

🥀- Meeting Ticci Toby! Again after dating him before he was a proxy 🤍

Synopsis- you meet ticci Toby in the woods after you haven’t seen him for years. What’s his reaction?

~fluff.

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- seeing the boy you once loved years ago, now a hatchet in his hands with somebody’s blood smeared on his clothes is certainly a tough sight.

- you were out for a walk in the woods expecting it to be quiet, not expecting to see him..

- his eyes would soften, his shoulders slump and letting go of the hatchet as it slipped out of his grasp.

- he scans over your body head to toe, examining the slight changes within you. He soaks up every bit of it.

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The crickets hopped through the thick blades of grass, fireflies popped out occasionally, lighting up a tiny patch of darkness throughout the forest. It was peaceful, just the way I liked it. The peace coddled me and made me feel snug, like I was wrapped in a quilt.

Hearing some footsteps my eyes quickly snap to look where the source of the sound was, my heart thumping and my body tensing with goosebumps decorating my skin. Then I see him, face to face with a man I used to love. That I mourned when he went missing, that I cried millions of raging oceans of tears for. He had changed tremendously. He grew a good couple of inches / a foot on me (depending on how tall u are.) his face got severely scarred, like his face got cut into, and he had blood splattered on his coat, hands, and hatchet that he was carrying. I didn’t know what happened, I don’t even wanna picture it, but the thoughts telling me I knew what happened, and throwing pictures into my head of my Toby taking someone’s life make me slap a hand over my mouth and take a shaky breath in.

His hazel eyes go through a mix of emotion. Anger, confusion, realization, then landing on a softened look of affection, like our memories together are just now hitting him. I can’t speak. Even if I want to. “Y-Y/n..” he whispers my name like a prayer, soft spoken, promising, gentle, honest.

My hand shakily reaches back down. “Toby.” I echo back. My voice almost a fleeting breath, just barely a whisper. He keeps getting closer, and my breathing keeps getting more shallow with every crunch of the fiery leaves under his boots.

We’re just a couple inches to a foot away from each other now. I can see his dark hazel eyes, that I used to look into before kissing him, the messy brown hair I used to thread between my fingertips , the lips I used to laugh into a kiss on, he pulls so many strings on my heart by just looking at me. Like he’s playing a heavenly harp and I’m just standing here, soaking up his presence.

“I m-missed y-you.” And the walls crumble down, the strings break.

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- he stalks you for a bit, deciding to leave small things he found like pinecones and wildflowers at your porch.

- he makes it clear that he’s sending it.

- eventually, he starts giving them to you in person, starting to talk to you more and more.

- you learned about what happened, and what he does. You’re not thrilled, but you can’t stop what you’re feeling.

- whenever he’s with you, he goes back to a time when he didn’t have any blood on his hands, when he looked up to the stars and kissed you under them, when there were fleeting kisses under the covers and comforting snuggles.

- you’re his warmth.

- unlike him, you didn’t change for the worse, And you’re doing amazing in life, which makes him so happy.

- he knows you find his killing distasteful, so whenever he goes out to kill, he comes back and just.. grips onto you, sinking on his knees and mumbling stuff about how he loves you, he missed you, and how much he’s sorry that he ended up like this. Clothes all bloody and dirty, dirt caking his face with somebody’s blood on his hands.

- his love language is touch..WOAH!!

- his hand is always in yours, finger tips to finger tips, nose to nose, forehead to forehead, kissing softly, tight hugs, loving embraces.

- refuses to get you involved with slender. You’re the only thing in his life that doesn’t revolve around killing, the creeps, and gruesome settings, you’re what brings him back to simpler times, he 100% preserves that.

- “Angel” because you saved him yet again in hard times.

- “sunshine” because you’re the only thing that shines in his horribly dark life (corny but true.)

- cares about your safety and gets you like a thousand locks for your doors and windows, even gifted you a hatchet to match his right next to your bed if something happens while he’s gone.

- he doesn’t mess around when it comes to you. No one touches or hurts his angel.

- sometimes he’ll just..come behind you, interlace your fingers and kiss your lips softly, telling you he loves you.

- he’s so little spoon core.

- he lays on your chest, curls his whole body into you.

- you’re his whole world<3…

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[thesixthplaneteer]

Character profile: Nythanel Glenn Loken-Hidalgo

Basics: (2025)

Name: Nythanel (Nyth) Glenn Loken-Hidalgo Birthplace: Manitou hamlet in Philipstown, NY US Birthday: April 15th 1953 Pronouns: He/Him

Vampirism:

Embraced: Dec 3rd 1981 Clan: Thin-Blood sired by a Tremere Sire: Sebastián Gabriel Orquídea (OR IS HE?) Generation: Should have been 10th (according to Sebastián) Predator type: Siren/Alley cat. Although he is a Thin-Blood his style of feeding matches with those two predator types. Which one he goes for depends on the blood resonance he is looking for and his mood. Hunting and Feeding methods: He likes to "play" with his food. How much his food likes playing with him is dependent mostly on his mood. Weather it's going to clubs or clubbing someone in an alley, he likes the thrill of the hunt.

Disciplines: Thin-Blood Alchemy: ***** Thaumaturgy: **** (The Green Path) Extra Info: He can only access his Blood Sorcery when he consumes Sanguine blood and is only able to practice the few rituals he knows when on Ashe on top of that. Otherwise he has adapted a lot of Thaumaturgical principles into his Alchemy. A magister, Sebastián's grand-sire Atticus, in Las Vegas would sometimes slip him partial information on rituals he would then create alchemical formulae out of.

Appearance:

Art by: @night-springs @kmpshitposter @sepia-spiral

Height: 5'7" Hair: Chestnut, loose curls/wavy Eyes: Light Brown with his left eye taking on a more dull color. Build: Fit and Athletic. Moderately muscled. His blood is thin but his ass is fat. Piercings: Only his ears. Double lobe, orbital, and Helix. Style: He dresses for the occasion but his usual style is a more green academic. He wants to looks like a professor. He likes earthy tons, mostly green and wants to be comfy. His clothes are usually a bit loose but not ill fitting. He also always wears gloves.

Personality: He's very brash and confident in himself. He is usually good about realizing he's in over his head but can find himself in that position easily. He's not dumb, he does think things through he is just very audacious.

If you're chill he's chill but he will try to brag on himself or Noa given the chance. He's not easily offended but certainly has his things that set him off. Violence isn't his go to be he certainly isn't going to wait for someone else to throw the first punch. He's kind of loud, a bit pushy, will take control of a conversation.

He's also deeply caring for those he's gotten close to and those he considers his loved ones. Would burn the world to keep them warm.

He will also cry. He's a big crybaby. If he's angry enough, sad, any reason to cry really. He's open with his emotions and isn't going to hide it.

Personality Traits: Brash, Open, Studious, Confident

Mannerisms: Cat like. He will lounge and try to look like the most laid back and relaxed guy in the room. Doesn't shaking hands or like being touched by just anyone.

Likes: NOA, duh. Gardening, experimenting (both scientific and occult) the color green, dancing, being a vampire, being the center of attention.

Dislikes: self-loathing kindred, driving, people who talk but can't back it up, people who give up, condescension,

Biggest Fears: Being alone, not being able to protect his loved ones, not being taken seriously, not being in control of himself.

Greatest Desires: To prove to himself and others that Thin Bloods are not flawed. To be viewed with respect. To help Noa achieve her goals.

Relationships:

Sebastián Gabriel Orquídea: Sire and lover. The man that opened Nyth's eyes to the vampire world, the one that founded and facilitated his transition, and the one that betrayed him in the most unforgivable ways. He go his claws into Nyth when he was in Mexico on a study trip. When a mix of offering Nyth his true desires and domination he convinced Nyth that ascending to being a vampire would be ascend to a society far above mortal failings. The first betrayal form his sire came in the embrace. Instead of the normal way of embrace Sebastián embraced Nyth in a ritual he claimed was the rite of embrace for Tremere. In reality it was a ritual concocted by Sebastián with some input from his Grandsire Atticus. It was an experiment for making obedient servants surpassing a ghoul but not surpassing their masters like the Gargoyles. The result was Nythanel becoming a Thin Blood. Although he can perform some of the thaumaturgical powers he struggled to manifest them. Sebastián hid the truth and shunned him, conveniently disappearing the same night the Hidalgo family home was attacked and not reappearing until Nythanel tried to contact the Tremere chantry in Las Vegas where the cruel nature of his embrace was revealed. A magister tested Nythanel's blood and found no sire/childe connection to Sebastián, confirming his story and saving himself from punishment. He was cruel to Nythanel for years. Branding him and using him, never letting him access the chantry. The night Nythanel and Noa planned to flee the city, Nythanel would stake Sebastián in hopes of taking him with them and doing his own experiments on him, however the living rose rooted in Sebastián's heart reacted violently to the stake, ripping Sebastián apart and killing him.

Atticus: An old Tremere and Sebastián's grandsire. He was a magister in Las Vegas and was one that advocated for Nythanel to be spared final death. He wanted to see the potential of his distant childe's creation. He would sometimes give Nythanel partially formed rituals and see what he could do with them in his new art of Alchemy. One night, Atticus gave Nythanel a page that led to him discovering a formulae to break the blood bond between Nythanel and Sebastián. He is a figure that shows up from time to time but gives no hint as to what his grand plans are or what his goals could be.

Noa Vincenza Hidalgo-Giovanni: They met as mortals and as they grew into the kindred they are today, they grew together. Forever intertwined. He would kill for her, He would die for her, He would live for her. He recognizes he could not be where he is without her. With everything she has done for him and everything they have been through she's never made him feel inferior or that he was indebted to her. She and he are truly equals. They share remonetized ideals of being kindred. They are opposites that fit together and complete each other. (Noa belongs to @crownedinmarigolds)

Raymond Mulder: Noa's brother's hunter buddy. He kept a strange distance with Nythanel but the circumstances they were in kept them working together. One night Raymond decided he needed to put down the monsters he had sworn to destroy. Shooting Nyth and sending Noa into a spiral. His actions put them on the path they are on in modern times.

Sydney Arya: Protégé, fellow revolutionary, true romantic love that he could never be with. Sydney first saw Nythanel when he accidently caught him feeding. A new embrace himself he tracked him down and eventually found him. Sydney is a Thin Blood like Nythanel, the first Nythanel met. Nyth took him in to teach him the ropes. Together they found a righteous cause in uplifting the Thin Bloods of Reno and fell in love. However they would eventually butt heads on some core kindred philosophy. Sydney didn't revel in his new state of being in the way Nythanel did. They were separated for years after Nythanel's injury, until meeting again in Atlanta. Sydney now the leader of Thin Blood revolutionaries and taking on Nyth's old moniker of Dusk Angel. The reunion wasn't entirely a happy one, as Sydney learns about Nyth Marrying Noa, whom Sydney blamed for Nyth's disappearance and the source of their relationship troubles all those years ago. Sydney had grown to hate fullblooded kindred more than he did before as he held onto his grief. Now he has to deal with his feelings for Nyth and the conflict of Nyth working so intimately with fullbloods.

Dividers by @diableriedoll!

All other formally uncredited art by @crownedinmarigolds