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I TASTE LIKE SUNSHINE & FLOWERS AND I’M RIGHT FUCKING HERE !!

#self promos #i've moved here!

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I TASTE LIKE SUNSHINE & FLOWERS AND I’M RIGHT FUCKING HERE !!

#self promos #ive moved here!!

vampirecrack-moving

I TASTE LIKE SUNSHINE & FLOWERS AND I’M RIGHT FUCKING HERE !!

#SELF PROMOS #IVE MOVED HERE!!

OKAY SO the blog is not set up at all but I officially moved Sookie’s blog to vampirecrack ofc so you can now find her there since tumblr fucked me over :))) So I’m gonna rewatch Dracula (*blows kisses to @undead-notunreasonable tbh*) and set the blog up.

#PSA

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I’ll try no matter how hard it might get As long as I wake up, I’m already stronger than dead. (psd)

#[WE STAN SO HARD]#♡ ALWAYS WELCOME IN BON TEMPS — PROMOS

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#♡ I WAS A KING — LIFTEDRELICS #[I MEAN I GAVE HIM A TAG SO I HAVE TO]

Now I just wait for tumblr to fix my account since they decided to mark it as sensitive :)))

#♡ COME FIND THESE THOUGHTS & PULL THEM OUT OF ME — OUT OF CHARACTER

❝ I’m so sick and tired of everyone getting their panties in a twist over me dating a vampire. ❞

@hisburntoffering ♥’d for a starter !

#hisburntoffering #CLOSED STARTER

ERIC NORTHMAN.

“Figures you’d like a man in a collar-” a sinister grin playfully grew on Eric’s features as he turned on his heels. He walked towards the chair, sitting down. Instead, he chose to ignore her words. “Care to keep me company for a while? Maybe we could get to know each other better, roomie.”

❝ Ew. Do I look like one of the tramps walking into Fangtasia? ❞ Sookie rolled her brown doe eyes, hating that he was making himself at home when this wasn’t really his home at all. He just had a key and a smug grin about legally owning it. ❝ Roomie? Do I look like I’m gonna sleep soundly knowing you’re here? Eric Northman, you’re leavin’ before that sun comes up. ❞

#icarusinvited #♡ I WISH I WAS THE MOON TONIGHT — SEASON FOUR VERSE

SAM WINCHESTER.

“Yeah — no kidding . . . I mean no offense.” He wasn’t looking to make enemies of the fae, no matter how removed they may have been. They were a folk his brother thought lightly of, but Sam was the one who had read every book in Bobby’s home and knew better than to belittle them (or just run into them at all really, there were more than enough horror stories about fae circles and missing persons). “If it means anything to you, it was kinda’ a one time deal. We haven’t run into any more lately, or at least any more causing enough trouble to get on our radar.”

❝ None taken. ❞ Sookie knew that she wasn’t like the rest of the faeries she had encountered. They were a bunch of two-faced monsters and she didn’t want to face them ever again, the ones that were left no thanks to vampires making them extinct. She’d rather just be as human as she could here on earth, working on a job that didn’t pay her nearly as much as she’d like. ❝ From what I know, they don’t really do much to cause a disturbance. At least, not the kind I know. There aren’t much left to do any harm anyway. ❞ Sookie would casually leave out the part about faeries mating with humans to birth more of their half-breeds. Hopefully, Sam didn’t go around talking to Andy. He’d spill the beans about his encounter and the faerie children he ended up having.

#sunsymbols

MICHAEL CORVIN.

well, that was easy enough, “ i expected a little more fight, ” michael admits head tilted in slight confusion. obviously, he’s glad she’s not really fighting him on it. she’s taken care of him more times than he knows to remember and he’s the one with healing abilities. “ as for being nice, i’d say it’s something i’ve acquired over the years. ” he’s as much of a loner as he was in his younger years, but probably not as abrasive. except when angered. the hybrid walks over to the medicine cabinet to grab some bandages, quickly returning to sookie and sitting next to her, “ and i don’t treat any woman in any way i wouldn’t treat my mother. ”

❝ I can still put one up if you really want me to. ❞ Sookie had absolutely no problem in being stubborn enough to take care of herself, even if that meant patching up her own stinging wounds. She hated seeming like a victim in front of everyone, tired of people assigning her that role like she couldn’t take care of herself. This time, however, she deciding on letting Michael help her without making a fuss about it. ❝ Your mother’s probably really proud of you then, ❞ she said with a smirk.

#hxbridized

DRACULA.

The count turned around in his seat so that he could face the woman face on, bringing up a charming yet devilish grin “Then I would rather enjoy it if you showed me what you love about this sorry little town. Perhaps I have become too materialistic in this modern world, filled with all its little gadgets and sciences, that I have forgotten the little things.” He kept his gaze on her, seeing how she really did seem to ease down after his touch. Was she finding his touch & presence a comfort? Perhaps the girl really did have a thing for vampires. He watched the bar as she left, he knew that others could tell he was undead, but the way that some looked at her had questions brewing in his mind. When she arrived back, he held a dark gaze on a larger set man with a trucker hat. At her question he barely tore his eyes away from her “Yes,” he voice was heavy & growling “May I kill that man? He hasn’t taken his gaze off you the entire night. He’s suspicious.”

❝ Not all of it has to do with showing you what I love about Bon Temps. There’s a lot of good memories I have here. ❞ That might have been the thing that she loved most about the town she grew up in. Even if there were things she’d rather forget, even from childhood, there was still a lot of good that she clung to. There were the best memories she ever had about her Gran, the strong woman who was more like a mother to her than her own. There were fairs that came around during the summer that Jason took her and Tara to where they ran around and had fun. She’d had her first kiss with Bill, her first real relationship with any man. She had Tara to defend her when anyone ever looked at her wrong and found out what a sisterhood meant. ❝ I guess I can show you some places that I like if you really want. ❞

Sookie looked over her shoulder, blonde ponytail swishing over her back as she did so, looking at the man Dracula was referring to. She just laughed and turned back to him. ❝ I’m a waitress in short-shorts. Of course he’s staring. That...or he’s judgin’ me for the company I keep. Either one I’m used to. ❞

#undeadnotunreasonable

DRACULA.

Dracula’s body snaked forward as he leaned forward to listen to the girls verdict on his choice of facts & fiction. Of course, the Count managed to keep a straight face, a poker face as humans like to call it, as she spoke. His lips pursed, and eyes shifted & narrowed to look past her head as he sat & thought the predictions over. Once finished, he folded his hands together on the table & looked to her once more “My name is Omor Dracula. Vlad Tepes was my most trusted friend.” He gave a fainted smile as the memories sprang back up but not for long “Would you want to inherit the mindset & personality of an airheaded redneck? I assume not.” He chuckled, showing off his many teeth “I’m afraid I did kill my father. Hunting accident.” He slid back into his own seat, eyes dancing around the blonde before him “Are we playing again? Its frustrating to not be able sample your blood and know nothing about you.” He purred, eyeing up the thin blue vein on her tanned skin neck. “Do you enjoy being a mystery, Sookie Stackhouse?”

❝ Omor Dracula, ❞ she repeated his name out loud, letting it roll off of her tongue with ease. She should have figured that he would try and trip her up by revealing a name that wasn’t his own just to see if she’d bite. A play on words was easy enough with this game. She could end up telling him that her mom had been the decision-maker in killing her when it was really her dad. Sookie wasn’t sure if she was ready to drudge that little bit of history up though. This was supposed to be a fun game, not a depressing one. ❝ Were you still friends with him after you became a vampire? ❞ She only asked because, aside from herself, it wasn’t hard to see that he didn’t really make friends easily.

❝ Sorry, ❞ her quiet apology slipped out, sympathizing his father’s death. She wondered how long ago that had happened and if he still felt grief. Sookie knew that for herself, grief for her lost loved ones was something that she felt every single day. ❝ If you drank my blood and knew everything there was to know about me, what would be the point of being around me anymore? There would be no mystery or things to learn about me over time. ❞

#undeadnotunreasonable

SETH GECKO.

❛ i’ve always had a soft spot for an underdog story ❜ @vampirecrack sent ☾ !

❝ Uh...I’m not sure if I like being called an underdog or not but okay. Does that mean you can help? ❞

#tcughcall

ANGEL BLOOD.

[ @vampirecrack // ANGEL + SOOKIE ]

“ I H A T E V A M P I R E S S O M U C H ! “ the girl c l e a r l y was one herself . but she was also clearly upset about something as she walked into m e r l o t t e ‘ s b a r .