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🪐 —  @shadowcovcn​  ( BARON AFANAS )  sent a message to carlisle :

"Embrace what you are! You are a killer, Carlisle!"

    THE BOY WAS ALREADY DYING. one well-placed slash of the baron’s claws,  &  he had collapsed to the floor, the sudden blood loss from his severed main artery too great for him to retain consciousness.  the smell is overwhelming, sweetly metallic, a fragrant pool of deep scarlet that spreads out rapidly beneath his crumpled body.  &  it would be so easy to descend upon him  &  drink, to sate the thirst that’s burning in his throat.  he’s as good as gone,  &  it wasn’t as if carlisle had even killed him.  he could drink,  &  still claim innocence.                          but he can see the blue of the boys eyes as they slip back in his head, staring unfocused up at the ceiling.  &  there is something so familiar about their shade that carlisle can’t bring himself do it, even as the baron screams at him to follow the call of his instincts  &  feed.  ❝ i’m not, ❞  he counters, just as defiant, his voice raised  &  blazing with fury.  ❝ you did this, not me.  i am not like you. ❞      there is nothing carlisle can do to for him now, medically speaking  —  he knows that without even examining the wound.  but while he cannot save this boy’s life, perhaps it is not too late to prevent his death.  &  before he pauses to think through his actions, carlisle drops to his knees in the pool of blood, pushing the torn collar  &  curls matted with red back away from his ruined neck.  ❝ &  i’m not going to just stand here  &  watch him die, ❞  he says, his tone determined now.  this boy had been innocent, had he not ?  he did not deserve to die.  &  as carlisle leans down, he feels his fangs extend enough to pierce the skin just below his jaw, biting down hard at the point where he can feel the pulse still faintly thrumming.

🪐 — @shadowcovcn​​​  ( baron )  sent   a meme   for  carlisle   :

37  —  cassandra  by  florence + the machine   ▶︎

    ❝ NOW WHEN I GO OUT  there’s no one about  —  they’ve put crosses on their doors just to try to keep me out. ❞

🪐 — @shadowcovcn​​​  ( baron )  sent   a meme   for  nadja   :

25  —  gloom  by  djo   ▶︎

     ❝ I TOLD YOU  that i really couldn’t handle much more, but then you went my back.  so now  i’m ready to go. ❞

      LONG AGO,  she might have told him he looked dashing — even regal.  &  nadja could certainly admit that he was still handsome, especially now that he was returned to his former self by the djinn's magic.  but the fact remained that staten island was an entirely different world than the one they had met in all those centuries ago, back when the baron had wielded broad power  &  influence  —  &  he had very little of either now.  & nadja almost feels sorry for him.   ❝ that's just it, baron :  no one really wants to look like a noble anymore.  in twenty twenty-three, the hot look is more sporty peasant.  it’s much better to be relatable, you know. ❞  &   she pulls up her layers of skirts to reveal a pair of air jordans underneath.  ❝ like these.  i killed a man in the park for these.  i think they really boost my street cred. ❞

❝ why are you dressed like a sad silk trader? ❞  — for baron from nadja sent by @musecraft​

     IT HAD ONLY BEEN THREE HUNDRED YEARS AGO when Baron had been setting the latest fashion trends. But now, it seemed, time had gotten away from him. The world was becoming an ever stranger place— the New World specifically was a very strange place. One where kings mingled with paupers and vampires assimilated rather than thrived. Baron shook his head incredulously, his fingers tracing tenderly over the finely embroidered silk. He already suspected the answer but felt compelled to ask anyway, “ Is this not what all the nobles are wearing? ”

      ❝ I NEVER SAID i don't love you. ❞ the baron should know by now exactly how carlisle feels for him, & so his anger does not dissipate with the obvious ploy for pity. if anything, it only runs hotter. ❝ it's like you don't even listen to me when i speak. i may as well discuss moral philosophy with a brick wall. you think you know everything one could possibly ever know already & that no one could possibly have a valid argument if it's from a viewpoint you don't want to consider. it's infuriating. you infuriate me. ❞ & yet, when he considers taking the suggestion & leaving, the idea is repellant to him. something nameless keeps carlisle here, an unseen tether compelling him to continue arguing with this man who he knows will never agree with him. for yet another long night just seems more bearable if they are together — even if they find themselves once again at each other's throats.

100  —  the chain  by  fleetwood mac - from @musecraft​ (carlisle) for baron

“ Go back to hiding in the shadows with your rats. Damn your lies. If you don’t love me now you have never loved me.”