𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡﹙ᵃⁿᵗⁱᶜˢ﹚

@enimik    /    CHOMP   CHOMP

@-VAMPIRISMS-     &.      rae?      i’m gonna bite your arm.

@enimik   /    agreed   ; D 

@bludlovr     /       THANK YOUUUU <333   &  YOURS   IS   GORGEOUS   TOO ! 

@bludlovr     (  . . .  )      [       a   pout   formed   on   her   cherry   red   lips.       ]        / rude /.    at   least   I   kept   my   good   youthful   looks. 

@-VAMPIRISMS-   :   ❝  i think it to be,  yes.  because i did not directly call you old..  ❞   [ he would muse with a low chuckle ]

@bludlovr    (  . . .  )    mhm…   is   that   your   way   of   calling   me   old   ?      how   charming. 

@-VAMPIRISMS-   :   [ his eyes would flicker with something,  amusement perhaps.  or caution.  he wouldn’t say it aloud,  but he would offer a twitched curl of his lips,  a grin of sorts.  wolfish in nature ]   ❝  no,  haven’t met.  but i have smelled you a few times around my territory.  and well.   nothing an introduction can’t change,  im carlilse.  ❞   [ the grin would become a little more softer as he extended his hand ]

@carniis    (  . . .  )       you   did,   did   you   ?       [        an   amused   smirk   curled   up   onto   her   crimson   lips   as   she   tilted   her   head   to   the   side.    her   hands   slipped    casually   into   the   pockets   of   her   jacket,   eyebrow   raising.        ]        you   make   it   sound   like   you   know   who   I   am.   have   we   met   ?

@sanguisdrop     (  . . .  )       [        selene   supposed   it   was   really   her   fault   —   not   that   she’d   ever   admit   that.    this   was   what   she   got   for   killing   a   witch’s   lover.    and   whatever   annoying   hex   this   was,   it   was    killing   her   slowly.     despite   how   shitty   she   felt,   the   hybrid   plastered   that   iconic   smirk   upon   her   crimson   lips,   a   low   chuckle   leaving   her.      ]       oh   darling,    I’m   / flattered /   that   you   care.   but   I’d   rather   not   have   to   owe   you   anything. 

tell me about it.  [he says, fingers moving to rest by her sweaty and hot forehead.]  you're in need of blood. you need it. and quickly, darling.  [cane suggests, his dark hues meeting her own.]  if you wish for a proper meal, i'll offer up myself so you can survive. you can't go another week surviving without blood. 

@sanguisdrop     (  . . .  )      / thanks /.   that’s   because   I   haven’t.    / not /   my   choice.     [        her   skin   had   a   grey   tint   to   it,   indicating   her   lack   of   consumption   of   blood.   she   groaned   to   herself   moving   all   of   her   raven   hair   over   one   shoulder,   her   other   hand   resting   on   her   forehead.   it   felt   hot   and   clammy.           ]          witches   are   a   pain   in   my   ass. 

@-VAMPIRISMS- 
            
            / and then i eat it .

@-VAMPIRISMS- *  <33   OF COURSE!!!

@ivampsuckyerblood    /   TYSM !   *heart eyes*   <33

@ivampsuckyerblood    ( . . . )     [        selene   cared   not   for   humanity,   the   risk   of   getting   lost   in   the   bloodlust.   she   took   what   she   wanted,   when   she   wanted,   and   she   had   complete   and   utter   control.   …   control  —   that   was   something   she   vowed   she’d   never   lose   again.   she   had   lost   it   in   hell,   under   lucifer’s   reign.     ]        no.   the   thought   of   killing   one   of   them   makes   me   feel   power. . .     i   don’t   kill   because   I   have   to.   I   kill   because   I   want   to.      [      she   replied   bluntly,   though   she   was   entirely   aware   that   that   wasn’t   the   case   with   everyone.   for   some,   the   guilt   would   eat   them   alive.     ]     people   make   the   mistake  of   believing   that   all   humans   are   innocent   and   so   they   are   undeserving   of   this.    untrue.   if   you   play   your   cards   right,   you   can   drain   only   the   ones   who   deserve   it.   the   liars.   the   abusers…      [       she   listed,   before   her   crimson   lips   curled   upwards   at   his   last    comment.        ]          
            
                       really  ?   I   hadn’t   noticed.    [        the   lie   slid   smoothly   off   her   tongue,   but   the   cocky   gleam   in   her   devilish   hues   revealed   the   truth.   but   surprisingly,   she   shook   her   head.     ]      no,   he’s   yours   darling.   unless   you   / want /   me   to.   I’ll   find   my   source   of   entertainment   tonight,   don’t   you   worry.   for   now,   / indulge /. 

@-VAMPIRISMS-,           though a bunny diet really wasn’t that horrible, which was a lie. another reason as to why felize didn’t bother to respond, or else selene would have added a look that would have had the vampire rolling his eyes. she was right, he certainly hadn’t fed on anything good enough for days. being in a bar full of people, full of humans—everything was just enough for his mouth to feel itself water. though that doesn’t settle the disgust tyat ripples inside of his stomach.  “and does the thought of killing one of them make you feel nothing?”  he swallows, golden irises flicker to the business man. he was young, perhaps arrogant, but he didn’t know if he was willing to do anything of the sort. however, he believed that the woman would have bitten his ear off for being too complacent about his hunger.  “just him then. i suppose you’ll speak to him first? he’s been eyeing you since we’ve entered.”

@ivampsuckyerblood    (  . . .  )      oh   come   on.    live   a   little.     being   so   uptight   all   the   time   must   be   so   / exhausting /.    [       selene   groaned,   throwing   her   head   back   dramatically.   then,   she   inhaled,   before   letting   out   an   exasperated   sigh.     ]       you   haven’t   fed   straight   from   the   vein   in   days,  darling.   half   of   them   are   drunk   anyway,   so   they   won’t   even   register   what’s   happening.      if   it   really   bothers   you   so  much,   then   you   don’t   have   to   / kill /   them.       [         she   pouted   slightly   at   the   notion,   but   nevertheless,   looked   out   over   the   crowd,   pointing   to   a   tall   man   in   a   suit.      ]      oooh,   look   at   him.   looks   like   he   just   closed   a   business   deal   he   thinks   matters.   full   of   false   confidence   and   overpriced   scotch.   bet   he   tastes   like   ego   and   guilt.   / yum / .