doomed by the narrative

chosen by fate. destined for conflict.

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themes of : doomed by the narrative ; defiance of one's destiny ; fighting fate ; temptation of darkness ; chasing redemption.

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vein sees xia fei as someone who is too good for him. someone who cannot understand him as he is. on the opposite end, vein loves liu xiao because they are both accepting of each other’s monstrosity- but they still can never effectively communicate. vein thinks he can never be understood by “good” people, even though he wants nothing more than to BE understood. and to be heard.

but lu guang…when vein connects with lu guang he sees himself reflected in someone who isn’t “bad”. lu guang is loved by someone like cheng xiaoshi! if lu guang is like me and he can be seen and accepted as he is by good people perhaps i can be too.

sleeping starters / @fatelied

" Mm. No. " Vein mumbles out a response, and his arms wrap tighter around Lu Guang's waist, pulling the other closer to him in the bed. Sometimes, he feels like he can't get close enough, even when their naked bodies are pressed together under the sheets. Maybe he fears that if he lets go, Lu Guang will leave, and the cold reality of the world will filter back in.

Vein nuzzles lightly into the crook of Lu Guang's neck, curling his body around Lu Guang's and further imprisoning him in the confines of their bed. Light filters in through the blinds, indicating that it was still early in the morning, when Vein would normally be rising, but at this moment, he really doesn't want to. If he doesn't open his eyes, if he doesn't let go, if he doesn't get up and get dressed and leave this space they've built for themselves, he doesn't have to think about whatever horrible things surely await him in the future.

Perhaps, just for a few more moments, he can allow himself some peace.

sleep starters / @ryobumbratio

"Mmmfh." The answer is yes, but Mariku really can't find it in him to complain. Even as he blinks blearily, he can feel Ryou sitting straddled across his lap, and the look on Ryou's face speaks quite clearly. Who would be mad to wake up to this, of all things?

sleep starters / @fatelied

A deep sigh, and a roll of the eyes. It's already late in the morning - the two of them were up quite late, and as such Lu Guang, at least, has slept in. He's quite cute like this, Vein thinks, wrapped up in his arms, body curled slightly inward as though desperately trying to keep all the warmth in his core. Vein reaches down and pulls the blanket up over him, before lightly running fingers through Lu Guang's messy hair.

Vein, for his part, has actually been awake for quite some time, but it's a bit like having one's lap chosen by a particularly picky cat, and he hasn't moved for fear of disturbing Lu Guang.

"I warned you what would happen if you darkened my doorstep again." The priest approaches from behind, his footsteps eerily silent even on the marble floors. A shock of white hair contrasts sharply with the deep black of the cassock he wears, the high collar giving him an air of reserved quiet. In response, the being in the pew smirks. The thin illusion of an innocent man peels away, as his lips curl over sharpened canine teeth. Too sharp for a human. "Please, Father," he purrs, eyes opening into scarlet slits. "Don't be so quick to turn away thy neighbor… are all not welcome in the house of the Lord, Lu Guang?"

A parish priest with a secret is visited continuously by the Devil himself.

sleep based starters / @fatelied

A vampire should not be subject to night terrors.

For most of their existence, Vein wasn't, either. He would shut himself off and enter a small fake "death", fading into blissful oblivion during the day and roaming the halls of his castle - or hunting in the wilds or closer to civilization - at night.

When Vein met Lu Guang, this changed; they became a crepuscular creature, active mostly at dawn and dusk but sleeping when Lu Guang slept, simply to spend as much time close to her as possible.

And when Lu Guang died, sleep became a repeated torment. All Vein could see were visions of Lu Guang's death, of the two times before where Lu Guang had bled out in her arms, faded away while Vein could do nothing but watch and cry out for her in desperation.

Vein cries out for her still. This time, though, they are not alone in their castle, and he realizes he must have cried out Lu Guang's name loud enough for Lu Guang to hear, and to enter the vampire's room, wondering why Vein would be calling to him in what sounded like pain, or panic.

They sat together now at the edge of Vein's bed. In lives past, Lu Guang would have been wrapped up in red satin beside the vampire, their bodies pressed close, white and red hair tangled together like blood in snow. But it has only been a few days since they have met in this life, and Lu Guang doesn't remember... doesn't feel what Lu Guangs of the past have felt.

"Do you often have nightmares?" Lu Guang asks, and Vein leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees. He doesn't look at Lu Guang as he speaks, because all they can see is that pale face covered in blood. Sightless gray eyes staring back.

"Yes," Vein finally admits, quietly. The weight of Lu Guang's repeated deaths weighs heavily on that empty space where his heart would be, causes him to ache with grief. He knows he cannot tell Lu Guang the truth, so he shoves that pain down into his stomach. He lies.

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