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3. Beckett (Favourite WoD Character, Month of Darkness 2024)

Just a little tribute to my favourite enigmatic scholar!

CW: Still none - we're being very well behaved so far!

Image from LA by Night, with Matt Mercer playing Beckett.

‘Tell me, have you ever heard of Cuthbert Beckett?’

Christina nodded absently, her eyes drifting over the crystal candelabra above their heads. She was seated on a low, wine-red settee that curved in a wide semicircle. Opposite it was an identical sofa, completing the circle of seats positioned directly beneath the candelabra. The setup was repeated three more times in other areas of the large hall. The candelabra was too gaudy for her tastes, but the play of light through the crystal was mildly pleasing. Certainly more pleasing than the boring dirge her companions considered a conversation.

The speaker continued. ‘I heard he’s in town.’

Now that caught her attention … a little. She dropped her eyes to the speaker, another Ventrue who wore a dark tweed suit and affected a monocle. She couldn’t remember his name, but she knew he had some kind of stake in the British Museum. ‘Beckett?’ she repeated incredulously. ‘The famed Kindred scholar? Here, now?’

The Ventrue shrugged. ‘So I’ve heard. My retainers have had some very …singular requests for night-time access to the museum, and none of the usual suspects are admitting to it, and according to some friends of mine, the exhibits that have been enquired about are exactly the sort of thing….’

Christina sighed and let her eyes drift upward again. Cuthbert Beckett was a very old and very famous (or infamous) Gangrel who supposedly travelled the world, searching for information on the truth behind the Kindred condition and the myths of Gehenna, the vampires’ version of the end of the world. Hearing that he was in town was like hearing that the Mothman had been sighted nearby. Almost certainly untrue, but if there was any truth to it there was probably a good story behind it. ‘I highly doubt there’s anything in the British Museum he hasn’t already seen a hundred times if he cared to,’ she said languidly.

The party had thinned out as dawn crept closer and closer, the younger ones drifting away to their havens before the first fingers of the encroaching sun could pull on them and make them drowsy. Christina was old enough that she still had some time before she had to leave, but that meant sitting with these antiquated Kindred and listening to them talk about their relics and stocks and shares and, apparently, vampire fairytales. She stood up, affecting a yawn. ‘I’m afraid I must retire,’ she announced, the regret in her voice entirely fake. ‘Dawn is coming, and I have a distance to go. Good morning, gentlemen.’

She barely heard the polite goodbyes as she left. The Keeper in charge of this particular party had everything under control, so there was really no need for her to be there any more. She’d only stayed as long as she had to wait for Michael, but he’d never come out from the door that led to the Prince’s private rooms. His loss, she thought bitterly as she stepped into the elevator that would take her to the ground floor. But really, it was her loss. She’d been looking forward to catching up with her old friend, and the fact that he hadn’t returned to her stung. Whatever business he has with the Prince had better be damned important.

Her mind wandered back to the conversation she had just left. Beckett being in town… She smiled faintly to herself. Now there was a Kindred she wouldn’t mind bumping into. The stories said he was very old, very knowledgeable, and very charming. And she had a soft spot for Americans. Now that would make for an interesting night.

Keep hoping, she told herself, as the elevator chimed and the doors opened. He’s probably just as boring as those stiffs upstairs. If he even exists.

The cool air hit her face and lifted her dark curls from her shoulders as she crossed the foyer to the open glass doors and stepped out into the night.

[ddaenig]

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Stiles Stilinski Chronicles

A while back I wrote a dark pack fic called Stiles Stilinski, Force of Nature and just yesterday someone asked if I’d be interested in writing a part two.. and I was. Here’s the link to the series on AO3, now called Stiles Stilinski Chronicles for anyone who may be interested!

Part One: Stiles Stilinski, Force of Nature

Stiles had caught Peter’s eye because he was a force of nature. The entire world seemed to be able to shift on its axis under the command of the young Stilinski.

Peter had caught Stiles’ eye because he was intelligent. Peter Hale could convince just about anyone that the sky was pink just because he’d said it in the right way, of course that is manipulation, but it all comes back to intelligence. Stiles admired him. He also knew that if there was anyone that would refuse to cower from what he’d become, it was Peter, so he showed him.

OR: Stiles and Peter are slightly in love and accidentally build a pack for themselves

Tags: Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Spark Stiles Stilinski, Dark Stiles Stilinski, Dark Pack, Untrustworthy Alan Deaton, Alpha Deucalion (Teen Wolf), Post-Nogitsune Stiles Stilinski, Bad Alpha Scott McCall (Teen Wolf)

Part Two: Stiles Stilinski, Spark for Hire

Stiles has a life to live after testing out of school, not liking the atmosphere there now that things are tense between him and Scott, and his Alpha has gotten him into therapy, and he's trying to find his place in the adult world. Then, some old friends come back to town for a visit

Tags: Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Ethan/Jackson Whittemore, Chris Argent/Sheriff Stilinski, Magical Stiles Stilinski, Spark Stiles Stilinski, Sheriff Stilinski's Name is Noah, Jackson Whittemore is a Hale, Good Peter Hale, Good Theo Raeken, Good Jackson Whittemore, Good Friend Lydia Martin

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ᥲ 𐐼 ɑ 𐓠 𐓟

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ϐ ხ ⴆ 𝗯 𝕓

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𐐽 𐓧 𝗰 𝐜 ᥴ

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𐓱 𐓰 ძ ᧚ 𝗱

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ᧉ ə ꫀ ᧉ 𝗲

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ƒ ʄ ƭ 𝙵 𝖋

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ց ꬶ ʛ ᏽ ᧁ 𝗴

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ჩ ʜ ⴌ 𝙷 𝗵 ꚕ

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ꪱ ɪ 𝕚 𝖎 𝘪 ι ᴉ 𝗶

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ʃ ȷ ᩭ ʝ ჯ ʝ

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ⴜ ꬺ ꭑ ⴅ ꧑ 𝗺

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ɵ ⱺ 𐓫 𐓪 𐐫 ᦢ ꧐

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ թ ⲣ 𝗉 𝗽

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ǫ ϙ զ

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀�� 𐑩 𐑾 𝗿 ⲅ ɼ

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ธ ꢺ ꮪ 𝘀 𝙨

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ȶ ʈ ե t̲ 𝘁 𝐭

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ꭎ ᥳ ʋ ⴎ ⴑ 𝘂 ꭒ

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𑜴 𐐶 ꭐ ⴍ ⴓ ω 𝘄

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ꭖ ꪎ ϫ

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⴁ ⴘ ⴗ կ ყ 𝘆

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝑧⠀⠀𝖟⠀⠀𝐳⠀⠀𝘇

[the-ow]

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[baenuit]

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𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗎𝗌ㅤ ꮚ  ㅤ ◟ㅤ  𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖼𝖾𝗆ㅤ   ✿︎

𝅄ㅤ    𝗍𝗁𝖾ㅤ   🌑⃝ㅤ      𝓁 ㅤ   𝗆𝗈𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍.

𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗌ㅤ  𝗌𝗎𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗌  ㅤ♡︎  ㅤສສ ㅤ !!

𝖸𝖮𝖴.ㅤㅤ 사랑ㅤㅤ ( 역사  ii. )ㅤㅤ 𑁯𑁯

𝗌𝗎𝗇𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 ㅤㅤ♡︎𖦹ㅤㅤ해ㅤㅤ 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋𝗌.

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𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖾𝗍ㅤ    𝗀𝖺𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗇 ㅤ  ੭ᰍㅤ   𝗋𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾

𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗈𝗆𝗂𝖼ㅤ  ㅤ✩ㅤㅤ  ៶ㅤㅤ  𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗌

𝖺ㅤ  𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖿𝗎𝗆𝖾ㅤ  𝗈𝖿ㅤ  ꯲ㅤ  𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴  ㅤ𖹭

𝗉𝖾𝖺𝖼𝖾ㅤ  & ㅤ (𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖾𝗍)ㅤ  花ㅤ-    声

੭◌ˊᵕˋ  ㅤ 𝗏𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖺  ㅤ๑ ㅤ 𝖼𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝖾𝗌  ㅤ!?

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-> ㅤBIOSㅤ ＿＿ ㅤpack⠀·⠀modificação livre.

[amourfae]

sleep like a winter bear.

[fre-sitas]

  ‧̥˚̩̩̥͙·  shorts deco  symbols   ‧̥˚̩̩̥͙·

බㅤ ♬ ᪇ꫭ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⃘໋۟ ▩ུ⃨ 𝜗⃨̃۟.

⃞⃯ ြབྷ ̳͟͞͞,𖥔⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ੋ࿔⓱ ཻུ۪۪͎ ৡ⃪꫶⃗.

᭪ᬻ ུ⃨ ๎ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀▚𝄃ཹ❡▖

ᶓི🩸ྀᶔ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀✿͟ ͟ຼ ㅤ 𓈒⠀𓈒 ㅤ♫ㅤ♩

❦꫶ུ⃛⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ཆི❤︎ཆྀ

✟ ᪲⠀⠀✿ིུ͠⠀,⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀᭢ຶ⵿ ⠀⠀♬✦⠀

꒰ ͟͡ || ͟͡ ꒱ 𒁍⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⬤⬮

♡̵̼͓̥͒̾͘⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀꯳⃘꤫⃛͡ ♥︎ ᳝᳜᳝᳜ᰯུ⠀⠀ ⠙⠲⣄⠀⠀

❤︎ ིུ͠*:·.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ꪒꪒིྀྀ

⬤̵ᰯ̵̵ུ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ε❤︎з

♰ ▒᳜᳝᳝᳜᳝᳜᳝᳜᳝⃛ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❥. ᭄

𒂭۪۪۪۪᳝۟ ━╋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀♪ •̩̩͙*˚ ❀

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝗘𝗚𝝝⠀⠀⠀──̶ͯ ͯ݁⠀⠀⠀㖦♥︎⠀⁾⠀⠀⠀ ퟢ⠀⠀ ⠀⃘●

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝄃𝄀⠀⠀⠀¹⁹⁶⁰⠀⠀⠀⸍⠀⠀⠀𝖯𝖲𝖸𝖢𝗛𝗢̸𝗧𝖨𝖢.⠀⠀⠀横

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀✿人⠀⠀⠀𝇔𐍸⠀⠀⠀瀏.⠀⠀⠀𝖲𝖳★𝖱⠀⠀⠀⎯𝗚𝗜𝗥𝗟

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀斕⠀⠀⠀(ퟹ)⠀⠀⠀𝖡𝖱𝗢𝗞𝖤𝈋⠀⠀⠀横᜴⠀⠀⠀𝐈𝐈

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝗟⠀𝗦𝗧⠀ ⠀●⃘⠀⠀ ⠀ͬ ͫ⠀⠀ {⠀犩⠀}⠀ ⠀؀⠀⠀ ♥︎᳢

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝗥Ǝ꯭Λ꯭𝖮꯭𝈕𝗨𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡⠀⠀⠀:⠀⠀⠀㓿⠀⠀⠀𝓸𝓯.⠀⠀⠀♥︎𐍸

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀●𐍸⠀⠀⠀㖼'⠀⠀⠀𝖫♥︎Λ𝖤⠀⠀⠀⠀ͯ ͦ ͯ ͦ⠀⠀⠀𝗪黅៸⠀𝖴

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀㐥ꤨ࿒⠀⠀⠀𝖤𝖷𝖮𝖱𝖢𝖨𝖲⸸⠀⠀⠀⸜⠀⠀⠀⁶⁶⁶⠀⠀⠀☠︎㔉

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝗛𝝯𝗧𝗘⠀⠀⠀／⠀⠀⠀⠀ͧ ᷚ ͪ༌⠀⠀⠀精⠀⠀⠀●⃪⠀⠀⠀𝐕𝐈

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝖱𝖤𝖫𝖠𝖳𝖨𝖮𝈋݃⠀ ［ 𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗧 ］⠀ ⎯⎯⠀⠀＆.⠀ ⠀㚇

[smileygoth]

Violent Delights - written for Vamptober 2022

MASTERLIST:

1: Me, My Blood and I

2: Like Sire, Like Childe

3. My Eternal Conviction

4. The Powerful One

5. What Hides in the Dark?

6. The Monster in Me

7. You Are What You Eat

8. Memoriam

9. Will You Be Mine Forever?

10. Where Bloodsuckers Dance

11. My Safe Haven

12. Humanity Lost

13. We Gather Here Tonight

14. The Curse of my Blood

15. Remorse

16. Things I've Learned Since I Died

17. When Sun Used To Shine

18. Can We Drink From Each Other?

19. Let The Darkness Embrace You

20. The Worst Night of my Unlife

21. Special Diet

22. Fashion Never Dies

23. Can Vampires Feel Love?

24. The Masquerade

25. Faith(less)

26. Fight Until the Last Drop

27. Something to Unlive For

28. What Makes Me Remember

29. Don't Trust the One With Fangs

30. Hope Dies Last

31. The End of Me

[swiftis]

all's fair in love and poetry. 📜🪶

[muertecitos]

@muertecitos's archive⠀ㅤ⠀🦇ㅤ ❥ ㅤ ⠞⡷

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1. ⠀ 🪦   血腥       ❚       𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝖺𝗐𝘢𝗒 𝗒𝘰𝗎𝗋 𝘤𝗋𝗎𝖾𝗅𝗍𝘺 ⠀　╋

2. ⠀ eWww ♡.　⠀ GORE⠀ 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄   ,   ⠀ 🩸

3.⠀ ⠀𓌔𓌔⠀⠀ 　𝗆𝗎𝗍𝗂𝑙𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗈𝗌 ⠀ ( ⠀ 爱的行为 ⠀ )

4.⠀ 𝔰𝔞𝔱𝔞𝔫'𝔰 ⠀ 爱⃠      ❚     @ me , 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 , 𝗶⠀ 🍷 ℘ ⃛͡

5.⠀ 弄断 ⠀ ─── ⠀𝑙𝖺𝑠 costillas⠀🕆⠀ ╱ㅤㅤ﷼ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀

[aquazero]

𓎟‎ ‎ :‎ ‎ B l a c k ﹠ W h i t e ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎l a c e d i v i d e r s﹒﹒꒱

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[lilac-dreamxxz]

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𓈒 ㅤׂㅤ 𓋭⠀ ⠀𝄞ྀི ࣪ 𓈒

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ׁ ͏ ͏ ͏ ✿꫶ . 𓄹 ׁ ͏ 𝅄

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝆹𝅥 ִ 𓈒 𐔌❤︎ ͡꒱ ㅤׂㅤ ۫

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀☆̱ ㅤֺ ⠀ ︵⠀ 𝃛𝃛 ⠀ ׅ ⠀⠀ ♥︎ુ

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀◌♥︎̼̻ ͟ ͟ ͟ ͟ ㅤׂ ⠀۪⠀⠀ ࿁♪⠀⠀ㅤׅ ⠀݃

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