#vampire day walker

[kentnaturaltribrid]

“This is the original Salvatore home…”

“But then wouldn’t you be like 100 something?”

“I’ve been 17 since 1864….”

Just a little bit of a Vampire theme going on for the Fall season and Spring season,

It’s complicated… but figured that it would fit perfectly with everything going on.

[animejunki5]

For day 20 of my 31 days of Halloween I went back to my darlings on What We Do In The Shadows. The Trial episode was so awesome. All my favorite vampires & a daywalker. The addition of Kristen Schaal on the show made me so happy 🥰😘❤️ Halloween 🎃

[aftg-random-fun]

5 times Andrew, Neil and Kevin were mistaken for Vampires plus 1 time they meant to be Vampires.

1.

Andrew was going to a meet up with Neil and Kevin. They had agreed to meet at a local coffee shop since they all were going to be coming from different classes on campus. When Andrew got there he saw his junkie and Kevin huddled in a booth exchanging notes on an exy match on Kevin’s phone. Andrew got his hot chocolate and cookies before joining them in the booth.

Neil scooted over to give him room while continuing to argue over something only strikers care about. Andrew just sat watching them as he enjoyed his treat. Neil had a red smoothie and Kevin did as well. Kevin was wearing sunglasses inside which Andrew guessed was to not be recognized even though if one looks hard enough they would recognize him. Neil had stolen another of Andrew’s shirts which Andrew was not staring at, thank you very much.

“I have a-” an employee started to say before looking at the occupants of the booth. “Are you vampires?!” They gasped.

Andrew quirked an eyebrow before looking at the other two. Neil had red smoothie running from his mouth and Kevin was being Kevin. “What?” Kevin asked.

“Sorry, just you look like Twilight vampires! Here’s the sandwich, enjoy!” The employee retreated quickly.

“What’s Twilight?” Neil asked after cleaning up his smoothie and Kevin grabbing his lunch. Andrew sipped his hot chocolate and shook his head. Who knew dim lights and black outfits could get people called vampires in broad daylight.

2.

Neil had managed to rope both Kevin and Andrew into going on a run with him. Andrew looked like he regretted it immediately after agreeing, but with both Kevin and Neil looking excited, Neil more so, Andrew ran with them. Neil already made peace with the fact it would be a shorter run than his usual one, but he had running buddies today.

Neil was leading the little group through the city. Neil turned around to jog backwards to watch the other two. Andrew and Kevin were doing their usual bit of play fighting with Kevin telling Andrew how he should play exy with more heart. Neil snorted and Andrew glanced his way so Neil winked.

“Neil, watch out!” Kevin called. Neil glanced at him before turning around only to come face to face with movers carrying packages into a store.

Next thing Neil knows is that he’s on the ground with one of the movers and there is a box that is open. Kevin sneezed a few times so Neil looked up to him. “You two are covered in glitter!” Neil notes.

“Look at yourself, Junkie,” Andrew said. Neil looked down.

“Well, that’s not great.” Neil pulled his shirt to look closer at the sparkles.

“Here let me help you.” Kevin said as he helped the mover up. Andrew began attempting to scoop up the salvageable glitter. As Kevin made sure the mover was alright Neil began to help Andrew attempt to collect the spilled glitter.

“What’s taking so long?” A lady asked as she stepped out of the store. She paused taking in the scene. “Barry, you need to seriously start tying your shoe laces.” The lady shook her head at the mover. “Well come on,”

Barry tied his laces. Andrew glanced from the box to the store. Sighing he grabbed the box and paused. “Where do I put this?”

“Inside. What do I need to invite you inside? What are you vampires? Ha!” The lady walked inside again.

“I don’t feel like going in there now.” Andrew said as handed the box to Barry the mover. Barry stumbled before heading inside.

With the glitter disaster over with, the three began to jog again. “If only that server at the coffee shop could see us now, they’d be thinking we really are Twilight vampires.” Kevin stated as they stopped for a cross walk light.

“Will someone tell me what Twilight is?!” Neil asked as the light changed for them to continue on. Andrew shrugged and Kevin hummed.

3.

Somehow Matt and Nicky were cooking together in Kevin’s room kitchenette. Kevin was watching them fight over what spices to add into their concoction with apprehension. He knew that they were cooking in here to avoid Aaron making a dinner for Katelyn in his room and Renee and Dan were teaching Allison how to make a specific grilled cheese variation that Kevin didn’t understand. Neil and Andrew were still in the bedroom leaving Kevin on the bean bags.

“What are you guys making?” Kevin asked again.

“It’s going to be a surprise!” Nicky cheered.

“Hey where is the spice drawer?” Matt asked as he opened random cupboards.

Kevin scrunched up his nose. “Spice drawer?”

“Tsk!” Nicky clicked at Kevin. “Matt, it’s the highest one,” Nicky replied. Matt nodded and grabbed and armful.

“What’s going on in here?” Neil asked as he opened the bedroom door. Andrew poked his head out behind him trying to get a look.

“We’re making you guys dinner!” Matt replied smiling at Neil. “It’s another meal that you probably didn’t get a chance to try earlier so we’re going to remedy that!” As Matt was talking he was adding a spice without realizing the lid was not screwed on tightly.

Next thing Kevin knew it felt like he was being engulfed by a cloud of garlic. “I need to get out of here!” He said with a wheeze as he got up. Nicky turned on the oven fan without flinching in the same time that Andrew and Neil were heading to the front door.

“What are you guys? Vampires?” Nicky asked.

“It’s just a bit of garlic,” Matt added.

“I need fresh air.” Kevin stated as he exited the room with Neil and Andrew.

When they could take a breath without feeling overwhelmed Andrew asked, “What were they making that called for that much garlic?”

4.

“Oh! Look at this!” Neil pointed at a large mirror in the thrift store they were browsing. The team had decided to look around the town they were visiting before going back to campus after their match. Somehow they all ended up in an old department store converted into a multi story antique mall.

“I hope you aren’t thinking of getting it for what I think you are!” Kevin bemoaned as he trailed after Neil. Andrew flipped him the bird in the mirror.

Neil looked at the price tag. “Yeesh!” The others looked over his shoulder at the tag as well. “That’s a ridiculous amount!”

Kevin inspected the tag. “It says it’s a trick mirror somehow, maybe there is a switch?” He walked behind the mirror to inspect it more.

After hearing a clink Andrew blinked. “Uh, what the fuck?” He turned to Neil. “Did our reflections disappear?!” Neil nodded.

“Andrew what did you say?” Kevin asked as he came back around to the front. “That is disturbing!”

“Whatever you touched back there must have done this, but how?” Neil peered closer to the mirror. Andrew waved his arms and Kevin moved another item behind them. “That is so bizarre,”

“There you three are! Coach said it’s time to-“ Allison dropped her purse.

“What’s going on up there?” Renee called from the stairwell.

“Renee, you have to see this! They don’t have reflections!” Allison stared at the mirror and then back to the boys. Kevin walked back behind the mirror right as Renee appeared.

“Oh, wow! It’s like they’re vampires!” Renee laughed. Kevin reversed whatever he did originally and the mirror went back to its unassuming state. “As cool as that is we have to go.” Renee picked up Allison’s purse and helped her down the stairs even if their heights made it a bit difficult.

The boys followed suit. “How many times does that make it?” Kevin wondered.

“Four times being called vampires and one wack-a-doodle mirror,” Andrew replied.

“Imagine seeing that mirror at Eden’s when you’re drunk!” Neil snorted as he scampered down the stairs ahead of the others. Kevin scrunched his nose at the idea. Andrew shot a text to Roland about the interesting mirror and Neil’s idea.

5.

“Remember to put sunscreen on!” Wymack announced as he pulled the bus into the beach parking. “If you don’t have any I can spray you down as you get off the bus. Remember to be back before sunset and drink water!” He gave his foxes each a look. He grabbed his bottles of sunscreen and got off the bus to wait for the ones who wanted to be sprayed.

As the bus emptied out Andrew put on his lotion sunscreen and had Neil help him with his shoulder blades. Kevin and Neil also used the lotion because Andrew looked displeased when they mentioned he was being a mother hen so he squirted the bottle at them both. “It looks like a real scorcher,” Neil commented.

“Luckily I brought umbrellas.” Kevin said as he pulled them out. He handed one the Andrew and one to Neil. “Let’s go see where they set up camp.” Kevin said as he stood up and made his way forward. Andrew and Neil followed. Wymack was ready to spray them until Andrew held up his bottle. Wymack nodded and bent to grab his beach bag.

When he raised up again the trio had opened their umbrellas and were walking in a line. Wymack raised an eyebrow. “Are those black umbrellas?”

Only Neil glanced up as if just noticing the color. “You expected rainbows?”

Wymack shook his head and joined their journey to the beach where the others had made camp. Nicky had roped Matt and Dan into making a makeshift canopy with towels and Aaron was sitting underneath it tying a rope to keep the creation grounded. Allison was having her hair done by Renee. Since Allison was facing towards the bus, she was the first to notice them. “Why do you have black umbrellas?”

“To prevent sun burn,” Kevin explained.

“You look like vampires trying to fit into society from a movie.” Aaron said as he walked over. Andrew bent down and grabbed a handful of sand. He threw it at his twin. Aaron paused before tackling Andrew.

Almost immediately it was a sand fight. Dan threw some at Matt, Nicky was dodging terribly, Allison and Renee teamed up against Kevin, and Neil was being his chaotic self. Wymack stood on the side sighing. He could only imagine how much the bus would need to be vacuumed after this. Just as he was about to turn around he got hit in the chest. “Uhh, oops?” Kevin said with a shrug.

Wymack grinned and tackled Kevin into the sand and gave him a noogie. “Hey kid what’s that about?” He asked before getting hit again with sand. Looking at Kevin and smiling he said, “Alright let’s get them!”

The foxes had sand appearing everywhere for weeks afterward.

+1

“Why do we have to dress up?” Neil groaned as Andrew finished up tying his tie. When Andrew stepped back to look at his handy work he nodded in approval.

“Because Allison wanted to host a monster movie marathon party and threatened us with her heels if we didn’t show up in costume.” Kevin answered from the common room bean bag. Neil scowled.

“Yes or no?” Andrew asked with a hand on Neil’s necktie.

“It’s always yes with you.” Neil smiled.

“Until it isn’t.” Andrew reminded before kissing Neil. When he pulled back he pushed Neil’s face to the side, “Stop looking at me with those eyes. Come on.” Andrew offered his hand to Neil which Neil took with a smile.

“Finally!” Kevin said standing up as the two exited their room. They stood looking at each other.

“Unbelievable!” Andrew rolled his eyes.

“It’s not that bad,” Neil tried. “Plus there is no time to change. Allison is expecting us.” They made their way to the girls’ room.

When they knocked on the door Renee called to say it was open. As the trio entered they saw a room full of sparkles. “Remember we have to get a group photo tonight!” Renee said from the kitchenette.

“I thought you said come as vampires?” Neil asked.

“Well we’re watching Twilight so I assumed you knew what version I meant or one of those two would explain.” Allison said as she handed solo cups to each of them. “You guys look like penguins in those.” She looked them up and down. Allison was paler and sparklier than usual and in a hipster outfit. The others all had been glitter bombed as well. Neil thought the glitter was from Allison and Katelyn since he saw the cheerleader making bat wings on Dan’s face on the countertop.

“What’s Twilight?!” Neil asked.

“Oh no…” Kevin headed straight to the vodka. Andrew pulled Neil to the floor with the best line of sight to the TV. “Do you guys want any before I take the rest?” A chorus of ‘No Thanks’ sounded off. Kevin sat by Aaron who was discussing a strategy idea with Nicky and Matt.

The girls all began settling into their seats as well. Nicky gave Katelyn his seat so she could sit with Aaron. Allison stayed standing after the others sat down to announce the rules of the night. “Every time Bella has or mentions a cactus or Arizona you take a shot, every time Edward breaks a law Newton or legal, and lastly when Bella has no thoughts. Everyone got it?” Allison waited a beat for confirmation. “Good, here we go!” She hit play and sat next to Renee.

Neil settled in with both the solo cup with the unknown drink and the pop Andrew had stashed in his cape. Neil felt safe to drink with the group if he chose to that night. As the night wore on the group became less and less coherent. The last clear part of the movie Neil remembered was that the werewolf cut his hair. By the time the movie ended nobody was able to remember to get a photo of the group.

As the group that was able to dispersed Andrew overheard Renee. “You were right. They do look like waddling penguins!” Andrew shook his head and led his two idiots back to their room.

End

Inspired by a conversation with @notprocrastinatingatalltoday

[peterkothe]

Inktober 2023 Day 27- BLADE

Comics most famous vampire hunter, scourge of the vampire nation, the day walker himself: BLADE! Slicing up bloodsuckers and ghouls since 1973!

[cyberjack]

[weirdbabs]

wait. hasnt it already been established that there are celebrity energy vampires or am i mistaken? how do they not die with so many people being interested in them

[bluboiart]

INKTOBER DAY 2:

MIDNIGHT SUNS, BLADE

The daywalker. A vampire who walks in the light and hunts the supernatural threat of campus each night.

I drew in procreate.

[mobilerafie]

The Day Walker, Blade is here! I was not expecting this Marvel Legend to be as cool and as versatile as it is! Check out my review: https://youtu.be/oDZMn5z4TmQ?si=Z3k_UGSfX0-jV6G-

[soviet-space-ace]

Portrayals of historical figures in movies poll #2

[druidgroves]

found a georgia voice claim 🙌🙌🙌

(the redheaded woman that appears at 0:23)

[jenibearx3]

I love drawing my OC Selene (●´□`)♡

She's using a floaty since she isn't a strong swimmer

Precious (o´〰`o)♡*✲ﾟ*｡

Commission your own NPC,PC, or OC ♥︎ ୧〳 ＾ ౪ ＾ 〵୨

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[vinnygothart]

It's been a while since I've drawn this guy. He's an old character of mine, and I had revived him for a while in a discord server that I've since left.

His name is Nathaniel, read more for a bit about him.

Nathaniel Thorn is a 170 year old half Arabic, asexual, day walking vampire that was born and turned in the Mojave desert. He lives in a clan of vampires, as one of the respected leaders. He's strong willed, and looked up too by many of those in the clan despite his often avoidance of groups and more choice of solitary and silence. He has a love for all the animals of the desert, but especially the reptiles, even collecting and saving shedded snake skins. His clan is very spiritual and could be considered very druidic in their approach to things. From dancing around fires, to ritual blood drinking, to using herbal substances to go on what could be described as 'spiritual walks'. There is a clash of cultures within their community to the point things have combined to create something very pagan and new, due to all the different types that have joined them over the years. Their shamans/priests are in high regard within the clan.

[clown-demon]

((Gonna take a shower and head to bed. I might be going out tomorrow with my mom and bro, but not sure yet.. Tomorrow I also plan to watch Dead Apple with my mom if they have it on Crunchy Roll.

[billiewena]

FOUR YEARS SINCE NOV 5TH, 2020, as summed up by Supernatural

past recaps: year one / year two / year three / year four

full context and sources below:

various explanations + resources/sources/extra reading on this year's recap:

balls deep: misha collins says the quiet part out loud at Cross Roads 8 Supernatural Convention, saying "if the CW wasn't so homophobic dean and cas would've been balls deep for sure" at a con (x) (x) (x)

garthbenny canon: supernatural actors DJ Qualls (who played hunter-turned-werewolf Garth Fitzgerald) and Ty Olsson (who played the vampire Benny Lafitte) reveal they're married, delighting crack shippers like myself everywhere (x)

spn spooky picture book: official supernatural children's picture book is released, retconning things like john winchester as a happy father figure and castiel being their cowardly childhood friend who sorta hangs around (x) (x)

boop button: tumblr introduces a feature people enjoy for once for april fool's day and halloween and allows users to boop each other, spn bloggers re-awake like sleeper agents to use it in full force (x) (x)

bedlund speaks on destiel: former spn writer ben edlund goes on a tweet fest replying to fans, talking about destiel multiple times including this profound tweet (x)

clear text, not subtext: jensen speaks out again on the confession at Purcon 8, this time taking a more open stance on how the relationship was textual, his take on dean's feelings about cas's feelings, and how the scene with cas deserved a resolution (x)

bury your gays: famed author chuck tingle (known for his plethora of highly specific and delightfully inclusive, if strange, indie erotica novels) publishes his second mainstream horror novel, inspired by TV network studios' infamous history of censoring LGBT relationships and openly killing off queer characters. In a non-subtle nod to supernatural fans, the main character is named misha. (sidenote: did end up reading this and this book is actually really good commentary on the industry in general and really good, 10/10 recommend) (x) also someone got the book signed by misha, to further break the fourth wall (x)

tracker: jensen ackles begins starring in a CBS show where he is basically csoplaying dean winchester, with the show featuring many non-subtle spn references (i.e. him pretending to almost get in an impala before going to his truck, characters wearing spn necklaces, etc.) (x) (x) (x) (special shout-out to clarice @youre-only-gay-once for expertly tracking the tracker show and these easter eggs, highly recommend their tag for their show)

cw's walker cancelled: fans rejoiced upon hearing the cancellation news for jared's post-supernatural show, walker, a remake of "walker texas ranger." in addition to generally being a copaganda show for the notoriously racist texas rangers, jared's inspiration for the show's direction caused much concern. the actor himself said the show was inspired by the US border crisis, not by the immigrant families affected by the separation and internment, but instead wanting exploring the POV of the law enforcement agents working at the border and the moral dilemmas they had to face (x)

pro-destiel Wonder Woman: Lynda Carter (aka the iconic and beloved original actress for Wonder Woman, not the z*onist one) says she could "go for some Destiel" when promoting #GeeksandNerdsforHarrisWalz and Misha's involvement (x) the rest of the spn cast and original Showrunner Kripke were also a big part of this event

chili's backfire: the chain restaurant chili's drags destiel while interacting with 9-1-1 bucktommy shippers on twitter, immediately gets backfire. notably, their stock takes a dip the next day. coincidence? maybe so, maybe not (x) (x)

samgirl voting fraud: "who is the gayest spn character" tumblr poll surprisingly gets heated, with a blogger straight-up admitting they used a bot on the "castiel vs. sam" poll to rig the poll in sam's favor, which they apparently also did for w*ncest in another poll in the past, and posting a guide on how anyone could do the same. luckily democracy wins in this one instance and castiel prevails anyways, leading to an also contested "castiel vs. charlie bradbury" round (x) (x)

pink pony jarpad: jared is spotted at lesbian pop star chappell roan's set at a festival, un-likely place for him to be (x) also may have been one of the "boring" people called out by chappell? (x)

pro-kamala castiel: in a last-ditch effort to get out the vote, misha uses the power of castiel photo ops to campaign for harris-walz and even shouts-out destiel. I feel depressed writing this sentence, if you've made it this long in your read and you're in the states I hope you're doing alright! maybe by the time I wake up things will be a little different though. (x)

[smileyoongle]

Pairing- VampireKing!Jungkook × Human!Reader

Genre- Arranged Marriage AU (Sort of?), Enemies to Lovers, Soulmate AU

Summary- Jeon Jungkook was known to be a tyrant, destroying anything and everything to get what he wanted. And this time, he wanted you.

Warnings- Mentions of blood, gore and murder scenes, eventual smut, JK is definitely a hard dom and mad possessive, vampire bites and blood sucking.

A/N- Even though I have tagged the people who asked to be tagged, there will be no taglist for this series from here on. I only tagged you guys to sort of let you know this series has started. It's a big struggle to keep all those usernames up to date so you might wanna turn on the notifs :)

Please find the introduction to the world of Amour Mort here!

You ran through the forest, tears in your eyes making it difficult to see the path ahead, but you could tell you were venturing deeper into the more dangerous side. At the back of your mind, you were very aware that you shouldn’t be here past midnight, and that if someone found you breaking curfew, you would probably be executed by the throne, thinking you were some sort of rebel revolting in the recent uprisings. But all of that paled in comparison to the despair gnawing at your soul.

The branches clawed at your skin, leaving angry red marks, but you didn’t slow down, only realizing you had come here barefoot when tiny stones began hurting the bottom of your feet. You were being chased—not by a person, but by your own thoughts and the relentless ache in your chest. Your father’s words would not stop playing in your mind, your palms pressing against your ears as you closed your eyes in an attempt to silence his voice.

"You're nothing but a burden to me. I wish you had never been born!"

Suddenly, a sharp pain seared through your right foot, sending you stumbling and falling to the ground with all the air being knocked out of your lungs. You winced, letting out a whimper as you managed to look back, gasping at the bear trap that had clamped around your foot. Its teeth dug into your flesh, and blood pooled on the dead leaves beneath you.

“No…” you cried out, sobbing at your misfortune, the pain from your wound shooting through your leg in waves. A thought came to you: maybe this is how you die, completely alone and unloved, with no one to care that you weren’t at home right now.

‘That’s not true! Lila cares…’

Your mind screamed at you, your sister’s pretty face popping into your head. Well, this was true; your sister did care about you. But really, there was only so much she could do when your father did not even acknowledge you as his daughter. You still remembered the party where a guest mistook you for a maiden working in the mansion. It had truly hurt you, but there was nothing you could say, not when that is probably what your father wanted the world to think. A part of you thinks he hates you because your mother died just five days after you were born, but how could you, a mere baby, be at fault for that?

Gathering all your energy, you began to drag yourself to a tree nearby, wincing and whimpering with every wave of pain that washed over you. You could even feel the burn on the skin of your forearms where it rubbed against the rocky and muddy ground, convinced that the sleeve of your dress was beginning to tear. Were you even going to make it back home? Did you even want to make it back home?

Upon reaching the giant tree, you pushed yourself up, managing to rest your back against the trunk, finally getting a good look at the steel trap wrapped around your foot. Meant for animals, it was likely a tool for the poorer vampires who couldn’t afford human slaves and fed on animal blood instead. It was the one law that favored humans: vampires were forbidden to feed on them freely. But nonetheless, it was always the innocent ones who had to pay the price. The night-walkers were given the gift of strength and brutality that they used against the weak, be it you or an animal.

Your chest rose and fell quickly, your breathing growing harsh, and your vision growing blurry. It was the blood loss, and you couldn’t even feel the pain anymore. Either you were getting used to it, or your body had started focusing on the fact that you were dying instead. Whatever was happening, it was not good, and you had no idea how to help yourself.

“You shouldn’t be here. Not at this time.” A voice broke through the darkness, making you jump in surprise, your eyes immediately landing on a man’s silhouette standing just a few steps away from you. Your heart hammered in your chest, and, swallowing thickly, you pressed yourself further against the tree, hoping that would make you disappear.

Was this someone who was going to turn you in? Maybe the cause of your death was going to be execution and not a bear trap?

Your silence only prompted the man to move closer to you and into the moonlight filtering through the trees, your lips parting as you took in his face. He was truly breathtaking, with black hair that fell across his forehead and eyes that seemed to pierce through the night. There was black ink peeking at you from under the collar of his black shirt on his neck, more patterns emerging from under his rolled-up sleeve right up to his knuckles, making you wonder just how much of his body was tainted like this.

“N-neither should you,” you said bravely, though your voice was small and weak.

He chuckled in response, making you purse your lips as you watched him kneel down beside you, your body subconsciously shifting backward even though there was nowhere to go, every single thought in your mind long gone in the presence of this man.

His eyes slowly moved across your body, taking in your tear-stained cheeks, your tattered dress, and your bloody foot, tutting at the condition of your wound.

“This is why you shouldn’t be here, little human,” he said, your eyes widening as you caught a hint of amusement on his face, your blood running cold at the realization. Your breath was caught in your throat, and you were suddenly very aware of the blood you were soaked in, your eyes nervously flitting between him and your poor foot. If you had to die, you didn’t want to do so at the hands of a vampire. In fact, you couldn’t even imagine the pain that was probably about to suffocate you when he ripped your heart right out of your chest.

“Please don’t kill me,” you begged, staring into his eyes with tears in yours, shaking your head when he smirked and leaned in closer to you. Closing your eyes, you let the tears fall freely and turned your face away from him, his breath fanning your neck and making you whimper.

“You must taste exquisite.” He inhaled deeply, your chest heaving as his words made your heart thump harder in your chest. This has to be it. He was going to drain your body right now, and no one was going to find out ever.

Preparing yourself for the attack, you closed your eyes shut and gripped the skirt of your dress, thinking about your family for the last time before your life was taken from you.

“But I’m not going to do that.” Came his voice, your eyes slowly opening as you glanced over at him, noticing the sudden distance he had put between the two of you. A frown etched on your forehead, your tears drying up on your cheeks as you processed his words. He was not going to hurt you?

“I’m too old to lose control over a bit of blood.” He gestured nonchalantly towards your foot, shocking you at how he thought this was just a bit of blood. You were literally going to pass out soon.

“Wh-why are you here?” you stammered, biting your tongue when his expression hardened, his eyes sending daggers your way and letting you know that you shouldn’t have asked him that. Silence engulfed you both, your eyes failing to look away from him. It was almost as if he was holding you prisoner under his gaze, a flash of guilt disappearing from his dark eyes as soon as it came.

“I had to get away before they caught up to me,” he confessed, a cool breeze ruffling his hair as he stood up and stared down at you, his eyes reading the confusion in yours.

“Who-”

“My sins,” he responded before you could even ask, his thick boots crunching the leaves on the gravelly path as he walked in front of your stretched-out leg and sat down on one knee. A flash of lightning struck through the sky at that very second, as if to show that the heavens had heard his confession too. And when the thunder illuminated his face, you could swear you had seen the very face of evil.

“Are you scared of me?” he asked, tilting his head as you swallowed thickly, shaking your head hesitantly. But you knew he didn’t believe you when he let out a small laugh. It sounded bitter to your ears, like he was mocking you for being so weak yet trying to fool him at the same time.

“Well, you should be.” In one quick motion, his hand ripped apart the trap into two pieces, your flesh being freed from the sharp claws that were jammed into it. Dots filled your vision as your lips parted in a silent scream, your chest hurting as if you were having a heart attack, and maybe you were because you felt your body go limp as your eyes rolled back into your head.

Strong arms held you before you could hit the ground, your head suddenly resting against a firm chest as your breath came out all raggedy. You could feel sweat beading on your forehead, your body not having any energy to even let you open your eyes for a second.

“W-why…” you breathed out, your voice a bare whisper in the night. And the next thing you knew, you felt a hand pressing against your lips before a metallic taste filled your mouth. With all the energy left in you, you opened your eyes wide and grabbed the tattooed arm feeding you blood, your attempts at pushing it away failing miserably.

“Sshh, you need this. You need me,” the vampire whispered above you, his chin resting atop your head as he ran his free hand through your hair. Knowing that you couldn’t fight him off, not like this, you gave up and swallowed the disgusting liquid that made your body feel warm all of a sudden. You could hear your heart pumping and your breathing steadying as the blood worked its way into your system, your senses sharpening, and your strength slowly returning.

After what felt like an eternity, he pulled his arm away, and you let out a string of coughs, gasping for air while the awful taste lingered on your tongue. It was truly ironic how the blood of someone dead could heal a living being. How a killer could give life to someone. And you were sure that this man who had saved your life was a killer too. Why else would he talk about his sins catching up to him?

“What did you do that you had to run away?” you asked as soon as you found your voice, your tired eyes glancing up at the man holding you. His eyes flitted between your eyes and your lips, sending shivers down your spine when he brought up his thumb and rubbed away some blood from the corner of your mouth.

“What’s your name?” He avoided your question smoothly, pretending you hadn’t spoken a word to him. Frowning, you thought about it for a moment, wondering whether it was a good idea to tell him who you were. But at the same time, you weren’t a very valuable human. There was really nothing he could want from you that would make him hunt you down.

“Y/N,” you said, averting your gaze to your foot, which was now void of any wounds. Your skin looked completely smooth and untouched except for the dried blood staining it, leaving you staring in awe.

“Well, Y/N,” he started, regaining your attention, “you’re gonna find out tomorrow.”

You frowned at his words, wondering if this implied that he was going to see you tomorrow to tell you what sin he had committed. Too lost in your head to notice that he had stood up, you saw him offer his hand to you. Your fingers hesitantly took hold of his cold ones. With ease, he pulled you up as you slightly lifted your dress and examined your foot, pleased with the fact that there was absolutely no pain anymore.

“This is-” You turned to glance at the man, only to be met with darkness. The vampire was gone, the forest was silent, and you were alone once again.

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