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theabandonedones​:

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Kai knew the body language well - not from seeing Alucard in such a state, no. While he was of no doubt the elder vampire frequently found himself upset (as was the nature of nightmares), he hid it from most exquisitely. No, Kai knew it from himself, the many nights he awoke with a gasp, tears staining his cheeks, heart pounding, chest aching- 

It was almost nauseating, to see such reflected in Alucard. 

A reality check, perhaps, that the world really was cruel. 

The near snap didn’t cause the younger to flinch - it likely should have. Kai had feared Alucard from day one, his power overwhelming, anger petrifying… but in this moment, fear was an afterthought. 

“It’s not pathetic.” Words spoken softly, Kai took only two steps into the room before pausing again - he dare not get too close until beckoned forward. “Memories can be… dreadful. I can only imagine yours, after all these years, are. That isn’t pathetic.” 

Another step, slow, submissive body language attempting to make his position as a peaceful party clear, as his eyes slid closed. 

He had already seen it - but it felt wrong to stare. 

             “Do you want me to stay?” 

A long moment of silence followed, as an ever turbulent mind attempted to decide on how to respond to the situation. On one hand, casting Kai out seemed like the less disgustingly vulnerable option. On the other, he had already seen the state that day's attempts at rest had left the elder in, so there wasn't really a chance at trying to convince the bat of anything else...

Chest still tightened with anxiety, the Count drew in another series of unsteady breathes, though he couldn't tell if calming the useless breathing or choking the hyperventilation out of himself would be more effective at this point. Violent hands shifted to harshly swipe at his own eyes, an effort to clean the bloody tears from his face that, he knew, was likely ineffective.

Everything hurt. Nothing really did. The numbness of panic still crept along gloved fingers, while all those impossible aches radiated across the vampire's body. It was nauseating, he very well might still throw up at this rate, and —

Do you want me to stay?

Kai had asked a question, hadn't he? Damn it.

Dead lungs rattled with a heavy sigh, boots falling heavily as Alucard paced back toward his usual part of the room. There was little to be done about it, and he couldn't serve to think of anything cleverly disarming to say when age-old memories were still flashing behind sunset eyes.

❝ Sit. ❞

Acceptance, or the closest that anyone was going to get to it. Collapsing into his throne, the king swiped at his face again, a low growl of distaste bubbling up in his throat. Reaching for the wine that conveniently waited on the table, he had to fleetingly wonder why it was even there at such an odd hour, but those were questions to be asked later.

❝ And don't touch me. ❞

'Or I'll break your fucking arm.' — a follow-up that never actually came, though he'd certainly meant to make that comment sound like a threat.

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Send 💧 to catch my Muse crying

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Scorpio Problems

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@empathystricken​ said:

[from cody to walter]  "I'm no vampire but I'm fine with getting no sleep and biting your neck all night."

Old Valentine's Meme  |  Capped.

Send my muse the worst pick up lines your muse you can think of!

Alright, so it was factually an awful pick-up line. He knew that. Just as well, he knew that he should have laughed it off, asked if Cody had been drinking already, or otherwise dismissed the conversation. It was ridiculous  —  ( this relationship never should have started in the first place )  —   and he shouldn't have been entertaining the idea.

But it would be a lie  —  ( and really, he didn't need to add anymore of those to the list )  —  to say that he wasn't interested.

Ah, the perils of having very specific interests.

     ❝ You're no vampire. ❞

Faux-thoughtful, the comment was followed by a hum, oxfords tapping softly against the kitchen's flooring as he strolled closer. Stormy eyes flickered across the other's features, a hand lifting to let gloved fingers toy with the front of Cody's shirt.

     ❝ But you certainly know how to get my attention. ❞

Lips curled upward into a small smirk and, with playful words still coloring the air between them, he shifted to close the distance with a kiss.

   (  It was Valentine's Day, after all. He deserved to indulge a little.  )

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@empathystricken​​​​ said:

[ben to alucard]  "They say love bites... wanna find out?"

Old Valentine’s Meme   |  Capped.

Send my muse the worst pick up lines your muse you can think of!

A brief pause followed the comment, head tilting slightly, as an ever turbulent mind flickered between amusement, temptation, and the wicked twist of intrusive thoughts.

It was a cheap pick-up line. It should have been funny, at best.

     (  His throat hurt. This was already practically an offer, and even if it wasn't? Well, Ben never said 'no' to those requests.  )

Playing into the vampirism be damned, surely the human had meant something else. It was Valentine's Day, for God's sake — of course the goal was intimacy. Which wasn't an unpleasant thought, by any means, not with Benjamin, but he really should have been more cautious about his wording...

     (  He was such a fragile, ignorant little rabbit. Perhaps it was only fair to respond according to that —  )

   ❝ Oh, darling. ❞

The coil snapped, neither side of the argument entirely winning out, and within seconds, he'd pressed his human into the nearest wall. Lingering amusement kept the grip from being too tight — cold lips smiling, as they ghosted across his jaw.

   ❝ Shouldn't you know by now that it does? ❞

It was a cliché comment, it probably hadn't even been expected to 'work'. But as the close proximity flared that terrible burn in his throat, and the human's shiver registered as something that had to have been close to approval, he found that he really didn't care.

After all, it made a good excuse — for both of them, perhaps, albeit in different ways.

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Cool fingers brought a shiver that chased down Cody’s spine, eyes fluttering as his head angled, exposing more of that sensitive, ever fragile skin, not considering the safety of such an invitation. Perhaps… yes, perhaps it was foolish of him, but the gentle peace of their encounter, as rare as it was, had sent any illusion of caution from the arsonist’s mind. 

Lightly, fingernails drug across the vampire’s porcelain skin, the smirk that danced across his features at the gasp near teasing in nature. 

This encounter was foreign in a way Cody didn’t at all mind, back arching, pressing his body more firmly into Alucard’s own. 

He hadn’t, in as long as he could remember, been touched in a way that constituted as ‘gentle’. In a way that matched how Alucard’s icy fingers danced across typically feverishly warm skin, dragging pleasant gasps from his lips, muffled by Alucard’s own, catching him by surprise. 

A gasp, cursing internally the way his body craved oxygen that Alucard’s own did not require, his eyes finally fluttered open, peering up at the other with a breathless smirk. 

“Y’ look in a mirror recently?” 

Someone couldn’t take a compliment, even in the calm air of his bedroom.

Sensitive skin was thoughtlessly exposed, and with it, there was a moment of brief fascination  —  the almost startling realization that, for once, the impulse to bite down wasn't triggered by malice. Rather, it was old flickers of emotion, that craving for intimacy that so rarely managed to break through  —  perhaps colored with hunger, that never really went away, but all the same.

Icy lips brushed across fragile flesh, pressing kisses into the foolish human's throat instead of marring it, crimson eyes fluttering as fingernails grazed across his own skin. It was—  Fuck, that felt good.

Wandering thoughts cut off into pleasure, as his body pressed more firmly against his lover's  —  catching the human's lips in a heated kiss, dragging out the moment of blissful quiet within his own mind.

Their mouths broke apart only for the sake of Cody's breathing, a soft purr rumbling in the vampire's throat as his fingers danced across wonderfully warm skin. Lips curled upward into that sharp grin, contradicting the otherwise soft expression that had, at some point, formed across pale features.

    ❝ I honestly forget those work these days. ❞

Was it the time for humor? Perhaps not, but a laugh escaped dead lungs anyways. Shifting, cold lips trailed across Cody's jaw, a series of slow kisses that the pair rarely indulged in.

    ❝ Let me compliment you. I'm trying to be nice. ❞

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❝  — They smile in the form of a young girl, or pull at your heartstrings in the guise of a weary veteran… So many faces a monster has.  ❞

Independent MultiMuse RP

Highly Selective & Private

Primarily Based On Hellsing Ultimate

«  —   Adored by Ray  —  »

Promo Graphic Edited By:  ✘

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theabandonedones​:

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A soft gasp, eyes widened slightly as icy fingers gripped her jaw, but the surprise only lasted a moment, smile returning. Should she be afraid of the monster who dug his fingers so willingly into her flesh? Perhaps. But she had been at the receiving end of violence many a time, and the fire in his gaze wasn’t that of immediate threat. 

      “Well of course you would.” 

The words were spoken softly, gaze locked with his own, not moving as she spoke. 

                                “But I’d only leave if I died…”

Fingers found his shirt, curling into the fabric, tugging him forward, leg looping loosely around his waist. She didn’t expect anything too kind, but bruises left by a loving monster were ever her cup of tea. 

        “So I suppose things are a-okay.” 

The monster met her gaze with what could only be described as a glare, though the tension lessened briefly at her acceptance of the threat. At least Kassi had never been one to question him in moments like this. That made it a... slightly less awful idea to be intentionally taunting him.

Slightly.

Pale lips had parted to offer bitter praise, but the words didn't quite form before she'd continued. Careless fingers twisting into his shirt, the movement forward came in the form of a jerk — allowing it, but only barely. His own grip twitched against her jaw, irritable and tentative about the decreasing personal space. The vibrant glow of black magic seals was evident, forcing the vampire to actually pause as corrupt restraints prevented any snap judgments to the situation.

It's Valentine's Day.

The thought struck sharply, a sudden reminder of why exactly Kassi was even pulling any of this. Of what had even prompted it.

Valentine's Day was a massacre.

Sunset eyes flashed a vivid crimson at that intrusive follow-up, before an unnecessary breath was pulled through dead lungs.

Valentine's Day. You know what she's trying to do.

If he were being totally honest, the idea of intimacy when he had already let himself tense up this much? It turned his stomach. And as much as he would have adored the chance to put her in her place, he knew that simply wasn't going to work out. Thankfully, Kassi had never been a particularly difficult girl to shut down. Finally, the harsh glow of the seals faded, opposite hand falling to rest warningly on her arm.

❝ Later, Kassi. ❞  Firm, spoken through needlessly grit fangs, while still leaving the possibility that he'd be relaxed enough later into the holiday.   ❝ Now try to behave in the meantime. ❞

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… and the players realized that this was no stranger … it was the Butler, yet it was also not the Butler … his face was too smooth and his voice was too young, he gazed at them with eyes that had never before contained such coldness … the Knight cast her heart at last, for she knew this transformation was irrevocable. The Vampire laughed at his foolishness. The Vampiress blinked in disbelief.

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(💔 Fucked Up Kisses / Adelaide & Alucard) a kiss when it’s not allowed.

Fucked Up Kisses / Always Accepting ngl

His lips were cold as ice. 

Frozen, her heart beat wildly in her chest, eyes wide, fingers twitching as the little housemaid debated on shoving away from the (stranger?). Everything was confusing, familiar and comfortable while terrifyingly confusing, like a puzzle piece that didn’t quite fit, but completed the picture. 

Discomfort rolled in her stomach, too-strong hands curling into her shoulders for a moment, two … 

And then he was stepping back, unfamiliar familiar crimson narrowed in what looked like irritation (or self loathing), snarl curling those lips, as her own pressed in a thin line. 

Perhaps he spoke apologies, the fell on deaf ears, drowned out by the blood rushing in them as she attempted to encourage her vocal cords or muscles to work, receiving only a jab of pain, the beginnings of a splitting headache. What timing. 

It was all so wrong, but it felt like she had been here… Before. 

With another lost murmur and a flutter of his coat, the man retreated from whence he came, Adelaide left in the silence of the three am manor hall. 

“What the fuck…” 

Another life, this behavior would have been standard. In a few months, quite the same. Memories come and go like paper boats in the ocean’s tide - it was only a matter of time before centuries of ice cold lips and too-strong fingertips were familiar once more. 

For now, a shutter ran through the woman, mind grasping at memories she had not yet regained. 

For now, such behavior was not exactly allowed. 

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ALSO. TO ANYONE WHOS EVER SENT ME AN ASK

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me: I don’t like X ship for various reasons I could write an essay on, not the least which it makes me uncomfortable, I dislike the dynamic, I hate one / both of the characters for reasons AND / OR was handled poorly in canon.

sb: - holds up amazing fanart/fanfic of X ship for 0.2 seconds -

me: Alright you’ve convinced me.

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[ rose petals ] -- Kassi & Seras

Love is in The Air / Accepting

[ rose petals ]  to throw a handful of rose petals over my muse.

Blinks, confusion crossed her features before the smile flickered across, a soft laugh passing her lips as her head ducked, petals falling from her hair. It was so cheesy and stupid, but honestly that childish innocence, that inclination to turn ‘I’ve never done anything’ into introducing the dumbest TV troupes to get a laugh… wasn’t that what had caused Kassi to fall, tumble, dive head over heels into the deep end? 

Was that not why she loved her. 

Petals scattered across the beanbag she had been perched on, a pause, before she snagged the other’s wrist, tugging her down into the mess with a laugh, arms looping around her as she nuzzled into her hair. 

“Hi there, Miss Romantic.” 

She couldn’t pretend to be annoyed by something so god damned cute, not really. 

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Walter C. Dornez in Hellsing: The Dawn