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8th Grade // Pencey Prep (x)
inadequxcyâ:
A soft sigh would escape his lips before heâd shut the door behind him, taking a seat in one of the chairs in the room. It seemed they had a lot to talk about.
âI can let this lie slide, but I would think you to have more trust in me. If you meant me harm, you would have had all the opportunity in the world and yet you never have. You have given me no reason to fear you.â While Lu was mildly annoyed, this wasnât something that would cause any permanent damage to their friendship but far. It just meant Lu had some work to do in making Berkut feel 100% comfortable.
âI doubt this new piece of information will change much. I will certainly have my questions and concerns, but the relative dynamic should remain the same.â
--
Berkut could scarcely believe his ears. âY... Youâll stay here? With me? Truly???â he asked, eyes going wide as if Luthier had promised him the world on a silver platter. âYouâre the... first in what feels like eons...â He tried to wipe at his eyes, but only succeeded in smearing blood everywhere.Â
âCurses... Just let me finish cleaning up, wonât you? I promise there will be no more secrets between us...â He smiled at the man, clearly grateful to be trusted so readily.
inadequxcyâ:
Well, for the moment it seemed they hadnât been caught. That was the most he could be thankful for here.
The mage would take a seat in a nearby chair, where heâd watch Berkut carefully. He was still rather wary from the confrontation moments ago.
With Berkut removing his shirt, Lu would go ahead and unbutton the few buttons on the back of his robe, the fabric sliding down his shoulders in response. Better to just get this over with and maybe he could go back to his book.
Berkut stalked up to Luthier, pausing to stoop down and press yet another burning kiss to his lips. Then, with his hands trailing down the flat expanse of his stomach, he knelt down before the redheaded mage.
Cont from here | @despotbled
There's a pause, the mage completely speechless for a few moments. He wasn't sure what to think about this, his mind wanting to reject the idea despite the clear evidence in front of him.
Vampires weren't real... right? And yet, that was the only logical conclusion here.
"I... why wasn't I told sooner?" He felt he had a right to know that his closest friend was a vampire of all things. "I'm not going to leave, but I cannot deny I'm rather cross. I do not like things being withheld from me." Of course he wouldn't be afraid. If Berkut had wished him any harm, it certainly would have happened by now.
Berkut blinked, seemingly dumbfounded by Luthierâs reaction. That was... Not what he expected. Not when so many servants regarded him with so much fear and mistrust. Not when he even regarded himself as a monster.
âI... I was afraid,â he admitted at last in a very small voice. âI was afraid you might fear me for what I was and leave. After all these decades and even centuries of being alone... Of being feared and reviled by my own people, I simply wanted a normal friendship. Forgive me for deceiving you for so long...â
He didnât expect to be forgiven for this. In an effort to hide his terrible secret, heâd lied to someone who meant the world to him. No matter what he did, it seemed he was constantly dooming himself to an eternity of loneliness due to his poor decision making skills. Perhaps this was all he deserved. Â

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[This Royal Ainât Loyal]
[ @devotedrigelianflowerâ submitted: ]
Dear Prince Berkut of Rigel,
      I, Lady Rinea, hereby send this letter for a termination of marriage engagement due to catching you having an affair with a man. If you had simply told me that you are attracted to men sooner, I would have understood. I know you will tell me that I am just overthinking this but here let me remind you of your own words in those halls. Such as, âWhat an intriguing way of putting it⌠After all, I seem to remember the so-called âservicingâ going both ways⌠Are you honestly trying to imply you didnât like it, then?â Or perhaps when you said, âI get my needs fulfilled, and my dearly beloved gets to stay pure until the day of our wedding without me sullying her innocence with my sinful desires. Everyone wins in this situation â why would you ever want to ruin it?â  Sound familiar? Why itâs because I saw and heard everything you did.
I will not tolerate marrying someone who will have a mistress on the side before and after marriage. You broke my heart and I will never love you nor trust you ever again. I have attached the engagement ring to this letter to show that I will not be returning to your side.Â
From your former fiancĂŠe,
Lady Rinea
P.S: I will make sure that the Emperor is aware of all of this and give him all of the details.
 ~*~
Berkut blinked, hands shaking as he read the letter. He thought back to the footsteps he heard in the corridor -- had she been listening in the whole time? She had heard everything? Curses -- heâd gotten sloppy and presumptuous. He should have been much more careful, but there was no use lamenting that now.
He frowned, stashing the letter into his breast pocket as he rose to his feet and marched over to the womenâs barracks. Finding her room easily, he pounded on her door forcefully, mouth set in a grim frown. This was nothing. Heâd surely get her to see his point of view.
âRinea!â he shouted, scowling. âOPEN UP!â
inadequxcyâ:
An âunderstandingâ, of course. Luthier certainly understood that he wasnât going to be left alone until he either gave him what he wanted, or got the shit beaten out of him. He wanted to avoid the latter.
So when Berkut moved to press his lips against his own, he learned forward and kissed back. At least, until he suddenly jerked away.
Damn, that was exactly what he feared. No one was supposed to know he let Berkut do this and by the gods he hoped it wasnât Delthea.
With no question heâd hurry into the room with him, hoping for the best.
--
Berkut paused by the door, listening just in case the mysterious person was coming closer, but to his relief, the footsteps seemed to be fading away. A false alarm, then. Still, it couldnât hurt to be careful. Theyâd have to stay in this room until they were done.Â
He smirked, turning back to Luthier, easily stripping off his shirt and throwing it onto a nearby chair. âNow, where were we...â he chuckled darkly. He was going to be on his best behavior this time. He was going to treat Luthier so well that heâd never question Berkut or think about ending things again.
He was going to make him stay if it was the last thing he did. He had to.Â
 inadequxcyâ:
Gods, he hated that spark of fear as he was suddenly spun around and the threat of harm thrust upon his shoulders. Of course he didnât want that. Of course he didnât want her to have to see him like that.
However, he didnât see why he had to act like he absolutely loved the current arrangement as well. He could hate it, but still put up with it, but it would seem he wasnât granted even that luxury.
âOf course not. This is⌠much better.â Just those words alone made him want to gag, but frankly he didnât feel like getting strangled right this second.
--
Of course, it was about control with Berkut. It always was. Control... and validation. He craved both from any source he could wring them from, and unfortunately for Luthier, he considered the mage a ripe source of both. The flash of fear in his eyes wasnât lost to him. It made him smile to see that his place was well understood.
However... it didnât mean that Berkut wouldnât do his best to reward him for falling into line. After all... Some troubled part of him wanted Luthier to like him just as much as he liked the mage. A futile endeavor, but it seemed that was his favorite kind.Â
âGood... I knew weâd reach an understanding...â Berkut chuckled, craning his neck forward so he could kiss Luthier on the lips. But then, he realized with alarm that he heard the unmistakable sound of footsteps in the empty corridor, and he promptly panicked.
No need to worry about whether they were coming or going. He took Luthierâs hand, dragging him into a dark and empty room so they could spend their alone time together. âQuickly -- in here before anyone sees us!â he hissed, adrenaline rushing through his veins.
inadequxcyâ:
âIâm not going to argue biology versus morality with you today.â He frankly thought the difference would be obvious, but this was Berkut he was speaking to.
Deciding heâd mouthed off enough, and wasnât about to push his luck, he leans back into the others touch with one hand moving to rest in Berkuts hair.
--
Berkut stiffened again, glowering at Luthier from behind. At the gentle caress, he jerked away from Luthierâs touch and spun the mage around so that he could glare into his eyes. âMorality?â he scoffed. âHmpf. Would you rather we went back to our old ways of doing things? With you waking up in the infirmary with broken ribs and your sister crying at your side? I still wouldnât hesitate to put you in your place, you know. Regardless of our little arrangement.â
With Luthier sufficiently warned against getting fresh with him again, Berkut smirked, and gently grasped his chin with a thumb and forefinger. âBut I like things better this way. Youâre free to live your life without harm, I get my needs fulfilled, and my dearly beloved gets to stay pure until the day of our wedding without me sullying her innocence with my sinful desires. Everyone wins in this situation -- why would you ever want to ruin it?â
@loptyrant answered your ask â[@despotbled] "There's no such thing as the good old days... Every era...â
Oh, let me reminisce, you whining old crow.
Juliusâ eyes had lit up with their grand and pompous recounting of times more elegant, in their opinion, and they werenât taking Berkutâs shooting it down too kindly.
They stand from where the two were perched - on some roof scraping the sky, you can imagine these two extra fools would never just sit and talk somewhere more normal.
Youâre telling me right now you donât miss the old parties? The gorgeous waltzes, the gigantic dresses? I donât recall anything dreadful about it!
Berkut shot the younger vampire an unimpressed look, and adjusted his glasses, taking another sip from the glass of spice-infused blood he swirled about in his hand.Â
âThose were a futile waste of time, and you know it,â he answered once he was done. âAnd youâre also forgetting something, too -- witch hunts. Donât you remember those? A mighty grand time those were! Having to spend every day scraping by for survival in the forest, afraid that if anyone caught on to your presence, a mob of angry humans would be bursting down the door to your cottage and staking you through the chest before you could breathe?â
He rolled his eyes. âOr how about the time before waste management was integrated into the public? Donât you remember the heavenly scent of the entire townâs lunch from the day before crawling through your nostrils as you searched for prey? Please.â
Berkut took another sip, humming with delight. âThis is the best time to be alive. If you miss those old, stuffy balls, Iâm certain you could get an audience with the queen and sheâd be happy to oblige an undead monster. But as for me...â He casually crossed his legs, secretly admiring the âaestheticâ his skinny jeans and Converse sneakers exuded. âI live for the now.â

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inadequxcyâ:
The mage was completely unaware as Berkut approached, completely engrossed in his newest read. There were many fascinating texts in the castle, of lands heâd never seen and legends heâd never heard of. To say he was enchanted would be quite the understatement.
Yet of course, as the fates would have it, heâd be interrupted and by Berkut no less.
A soft sigh would escape Luthierâs lips as he felt arms wrap around his waist. He neednât even ask who it was. âYouâre back sooner than I expected.â He tried not to sound as unenthused as he actually felt, not feeling up to dealing with his ire.
âI take it youâre in need of service then?â Heâd mumble, as blunt and to the point as always.
Berkut spluttered at that, momentarily taken aback. âIn need of service?â he echoed, fuming. After a tense silence, he chuckled, resting his chin on Luthierâs shoulder. âWhat an intriguing way of putting it... After all, I seem to remember the so-called âservicingâ going both ways... Are you honestly trying to imply you didnât like it, then?â
He pressed a gentle kiss against the mageâs neck as his palms roamed freely upon Luthierâs torso. âSeems to be a difficult sort of thing to fake, no...?â At least, considering his biology.
[ @inadequxcyâ ]
So much freedom had undoubtedly tainted the proud princeâs sense of decorum. Such a long hiatus away from all those stifling expectations and responsibilities made him feel as though he owed the world nothing but his strength. But at the same time, it had done nothing to curb his selfishness or propensity to think that he was owed the heavens and the earth.
As a result, he had the unfortunate habit of demanding things he wanted the seconds he wanted them. And there was one particular someone who had caught his eye.
Truly, it was laughable when he thought of how their impromptu relationship had started. As with many things, it began with physical violence. Berkut was certain he despised the mage, then. But as time went on, he kept seeking him out -- at first to antagonize him, but soon it became apparent that he simply craved the redheadâs attention and would do anything to get it. At first, he achieved this end with harassment, but he soon refined those attention seeking skills in a novel way.
Here in this secluded stretch of Askrâs sacred halls, he made himself known, practically ambushing the slightly older mage. Strong arms wound around his midsection as Berkut gave that same infuriating smirk he always did when he assumed heâd be getting what he wanted.
âGreetings...â he purred softly, toying with the mageâs hair.
âYou got a little something on your face thereâŚand hands, and..oh gosh..â me, days late but I do what I want
[Me, even more days late LMAO]
Berkut froze in place, eyes wide as his honored guest entered his room without so much as a knock to announce his presence. He had been in the midst of cleaning his face and hands of a rather messy blood meal he had just partaken in. Panic quickly set in. He still hadnât divulged this secret to him â it was well known in the land of Rigel, but a closely guarded secret from Zofians.Â
âI-I know this seems alarmingâŚâ came the tentative gulp. âBut I assure you â no one died. I-I was simply brought a maid that was⌠unaccustomed to the process, and she jerked away from me as I bit her, and that led to lacerations, andââ
He began to hyperventilate. âP-Please, Luthier, donât leave! I can explain everything â Iâve enjoyed our time together so much! Thereâs still so much I have to learn about Zofian magic!âÂ
@cavaliant answered your ask â[@despotbled, lord help us.] Berkut ran his fingers through...â
[@despotbled, lord help us.] Berkut ran his fingers through Reinhardt's short hair in that familiar way he always did when he wanted to speak to the man in confidence. "Sir Reinhardt, you've done well..." he murmured softly. "Thanks to your help, my beloved won that silly tournament soundly. But there is something... quite important that I wanted to speak to you about. Only you. As my trusted adviser..." Those intense brown eyes stared up at him, unwavering.
âIâm glad, my lord.â
Truthfully, he hadnât been intending to enter the tournament in the first placeâbut he was unspeakably relieved that the outcome had been to his lordâs approval. He scarcely wanted to imagine the ire that would have resulted otherwise. Being granted the designation of âtrusted adviserâ despite his near-fatal blunder in the tournament did much to quell the lingering fear in his heart.
âTell me, thenâare there more orders you wish for me to carry out? I stand ready to fulfill any command I am given.â
Ah, Reinhardt. The perfect subordinate. The perfect, stupid, gullible subordinate. Berkut could probably tell him to chop off his own hand and heâd fulfill his duty without a single word of complaint. In essence, he was the perfect tool. And one Berkut needed to guard at any cost.Â
âAh, no commands this time... Only a... word of advice. A warning, if you will,â Berkut replied smoothly. âItâs about my dearest Rinea... Iâm afraid that our stunning showing in support for her inadvertently drew her ire...â
He frowned up at the man, trying to show how Clearly Upset he truly was. Honestly. Not making this up. âYou see, though my Rinea seems very sweet and loving on the outside, in secret she has quite the jealous streak... Sheâs seen how close weâve gotten through bonding over several events, and has let me know in private how upset it makes her.â
Then a deceptively charismatic smile. âI think it would be best if you avoided her from now on... For your sake more than mine, you see. If we were to carry on as we do now, flaunting our near unshakable bond in front of her... Well.â
He bent in close to whisper in the older manâs ear. âSheâd tell me that Iâd have to discharge you from your duties, Reinhardt... And Iâd have to obey her wishes, of course -- sheâs soon to be my lawfully wedded Empress -- she must come first in my life. Iâd have to leave you, Reinhardt. Youâd be alone again. I want to save you from such disgrace -- especially considering all that youâve already endured...âÂ
âRgh...â Berkutâs hand tightened into a shaking fist. âMy mother was a witch through and through... But my father... He sat by and watched it all without saying a word. I didnât say anything, either, when I saw her slip... something into his drink... I thought that maybe having one enabling abuser out of my life might make things easier. And, in truth, I was too frightened to speak out. In the end... She ensured I payed a hefty price for my silence.â
He stared at his hands, opening them to stare dejectedly into his palms. âIt doesnât matter now... Uncle Rudolf has shaped me into being twice the man he ever was. I wonât fail His Majesty. Never...â

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vampire starters
as requested by anon. Feel free to change pronouns, lore, or anything else !
Human
âOh, bite me. Waitâdonât do that.â
âWoah, those are some freaky colored contacts/fake fangs/fake bloodstains.â
âIs that why youâve always been soâŚweird?â
âIâm not afraid of you.â
âYou got a little something on your face thereâŚand hands, and..oh gosh..â
âSoâŚhow old are you?â
Turning
âWhatâs happening to me?!â
âDid you justâŚbite me?â
âThis..hurtsâŚâ
âGet away from me!â
âI feelâŚweirdly strongerâŚâ
Newly Turned
âIâm still not used to thisâŚâ
âBeing immortal sounds pretty cool.â
âAm I supposed toâŚkill things?â
âI want cool vampire powers.â
âI canât believe this actually happened to me.â
âI have so many questions.â
Born a Vampire
âDrinking blood isnât weird for me.â
âWe watch Dracula to make fun of how dumb humans are.â
âYou donât have to drink human blood, dumbass.â
âSomeone around here should show you the ropes.â
âIâm actually not that old.â
Ancient
âIâve lived through hundreds of generations.â
âDoritos are the greatest invention in the history of time.â
âSo many people have died in front of my eyes.â
âThereâs no such thing as âthe good old daysâ. Every time sucks.â
âI wish I could be with you forever.â /Â âI canât wait until your ass dies.â
Lore
âI donât sleep in a coffin.â /Â âI sleep on silk sheets.â
âNo, we donât turn into bats.â
âAre you checking to see if I sparkle? Because I do, with my shining personality.â
âMost of the crap in movies isnât true.â
âIâd stay away from anyone that smelled like garlic. So would you, if youâre a reasonable person.â
Hungry
âNo matter how much I eat, itâs never enough.â
âYouâre bleedingâŚâ
âGo. Now. Before I-â
âEveryoneâs blood smells different. Yours smells like chocolate/dog shit/cheese fries.â
âI shouldnât have waited this longâŚâ
iâve been waiting to do this for months. anyway, a sort-of screencap recreation, based on this lovely edit by @another-fire-emblem-sideblog and this other lovely edit by @braveprincesslucina. yes itâs ooc, no i donât care, feel free to use for whatever