Just the absolute worst.

"Request me again next time XoXo - Stan"

My minecraft server is back up and running. I’m playing with a friend so I decided to shell out enough to rent a server that actually works.

If you want in, message me for the direct connect IP.

Some go to the beach. Some do family stuff at houses. Some don't do anything. Some go to a venue.

We also pretty commonly have air conditioning and ceiling fans, and 99% of establishments have them, too, so we're not quietly sweltering in 40 degree heat, unless you live out in a rural area, in which case... yeah it's real hot. But that seems to be the case with rural places in most countries when it comes to extreme temperatures. Also, there are way more houses with pools here than there are in other Western countries.

I moved out of my ex-housemate’s house, and therefore away from his two horrible cats. I miss his horrible cats, but not their fleas.

I had the covid in January, the worst part about that was being stuck in my tiny room for 9 days straight.

Everything else is just normal, steady.

He really does make it work for him and I don't think I'm getting over it anytime soon. He has punched the heart out of my chest and is using it as a stress ball rn 😂

Becoming ugly really fucked him up, man. Women (and the right kind of men) were all over him when he was alive and he took that for granted. Now, people find him disgusting and will happily voice that fact. He’s come to terms with it but it hurts.

The way he hits on Kitten is a trauma response to the above. He plays the sex pest part as a way to cope with his looks - at least he’s in control of the disgust response when he’s deliberately eliciting it.

Touch starved. Really, really wants a hug. Really wants a hug from someone who’s warm. Really, really not willing to go through any of the bonding necessary to get a hug from anyone, warm or not.

Engaging in a lot of self-delusion and denial just to make his own existence palatable. He’s a homeless undead living in a cave with people he can barely tolerate and whatever crap they stole from Poundland. His species supremacy, Sabbat domination and Cainite manifest destiny rhetoric are doing overtime on steroids to compensate for this.

sad. lonely. please play with his hair.

This dude has serious bottom energy. Don’t ask me why. While he was alive and a young adult (1960s-70s), homosexuality was far more risky than it is today. It was considered a mental illness in the west and was illegal in many places. Yet, Pyotr still managed to hook up with his fair share of men, which he enjoyed more than his far greater number of female conquests.

He worked on the Piper Alpha oil rig. When it exploded in 1988 he saw that in a newspaper (salvaged from the garbage) and was like holy fucking shit.

just wants to sleep in a fucking bed for once. maybe with someone? please

Lotta nerve endings in those adorable long pointy ears. He didn’t have particularly sensitive ears as a human, but post-embrace? Hoo boy. If you stroke them you will end up with a lapful of melted vampire, which is a lot less adorable and more disconcerting than it sounds - vampires don’t need to breathe unless they want to talk, so when he’s completely relaxed you literally have a deformed corpse in your lap. Which is gross. But don’t tell him that it’ll hurt his feelings. 

Stroking them - yes. Massaging them - yes. Squeezing them - gently, yes. Scratches - no. Nibbling, licking, nipping - yes, but that takes things in a totally different direction and he doesn’t want to be engaging in any zoophilia out here yes he does