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They hate it when u dont abide by the same imaginary rules that they force themselves to live under

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" Dr. Cullen is a brilliant doctor who could probably work in any hospital in the world, make ten times the salary he gets here. We're lucky to have him. He's an asset to the community … "

― Charlie to Bella on Carlisle.

Selective | mutuals only | independent | strictly 21+ !

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'𝑆𝑡𝑢𝑏𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑛 𝑊𝑜𝑙𝑓𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑟,' 𝘩𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑢𝑐𝘩𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑒, 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑚, 𝑜𝑑𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝘩 𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑛𝑒𝑐𝑘. '𝑁𝑜𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑏𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑛,' 𝐼 𝑤𝘩𝑖𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑. 𝑀𝑦 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑜 𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑘 𝐼 𝑤𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑓 𝘩𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝘩𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑚𝑒. '𝐵𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑒. 𝑁𝑜𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑏𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑛.'

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credit: @sacredvein 

ind. sel. Santino The Vampire Chronicles  penned by Lani

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remember kids, the moral of "Irish and Italians weren't even considered White yet!" isn't "because in those times people were so ignorant they didn't think the Irish were white". the moral is "because white is an unreal category created to justify slavery and ongoing hoarding of power and wealth". It's not that you know better about Italians. It's that the boundaries of the higher caste have changed.

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what doesn't kill you makes you develop a weird irreversible psychosexual attachment to it

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tell me

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no! healthy relationship will kill the character! he needs an unhealthy codependent romance with a side of power imbalance to live

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guys I’m yearning. sorry

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I have my mother's eyes.

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happy fathers day to marius de romanus, can you BELIEVE he is responsible for THE Vampire Armand? we don't thank him nearly enough for his exquisite taste and poor decision making, tbh.

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The Severan Dynasty be like:

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vivienne westwood ss97 & samuel cirnansck spring 2012

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Inspired by @nasnyys ‘s fic “Green Finch And Linnet Bird” 🌿📚✨

Excerpt:

She dropped the book she still held to the floor, nudged him up off of her lap and awkwardly led him over to the basin in her rooms by his forearm. Lestat had rarely if ever been allowed in his mothers personal chambers – not since he was caught dipping his stubby fingers into her seldom used tins of oily, thick makeup to paint his own face with when he was six or seven. When he was older he had thanked God it was his mother and not the Marquis who had caught him at that.

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Just the two of us~