#drewlock

Des Pastors Tochter ließ mich ein bei Nacht, 1730 nach der Maiandacht. Mit ihrem Herzblut schrieb ich ein Gedicht auf ihre weiße Haut.

(At it again with the corny questions forgive my simping ass hahaha)

Please never stop! And this is really making want to go back to writing Tanz fics, or just fics overall but okay. And if you want to stay on anon but want me to know when it's you again you can also sign off with a little emoji or nickname or I'll just have to call you Drewlock-Simp and assume you're the same self-proclaimed simp as the other ask.

Forgive my melodrama here, I thought it would be funny to write it like this:

A Gentleman's Guide to Winning the Heart of Drewlock (Though This Is Not Solely Applicable to Gentlemen):

Be yourself. It sounds cheesy, but what I mean is do not try to put on an act, do not try to deceive Drewlock. Don't try to act like someone you aren't, he'll sense it and forever be suspicious of you.

Don't be a leech. He's surrounded by other vampires who either grovel (honestly or dishonestly) at his feet, or try to manipulate him or seduce him for their own gain. He'd be charmed by your honesty and openess.

Don't be afraid of him. Oh by all means you can be nervous, but don't let him believe that you think he's truly a monster. Be gentle with him, touch him as he's incredibly touch starved, listen to him and talk with him.

Be strong willed. You can be nervous and shy, but don't be afraid to show a difference of opinion, don't be afraid to stand up to him. He won't be used to it, but he won't be angered by it.

Get Herbert on your side. And all you really need to do to get him on your side is for him to see your affections are genuine and he'll be all too happy to be your wing-man.

I want to say a lot of this is inspired by this fic https://archiveofourown.org/works/24794089 , which I cannot praise enough and it feels like the author read my mind with how they portray Krolock's feelings about Sarah and Sarah's attitude (and feel free to imagine yourself in Sarah's shoes). And the fic isn't just about Krolock, it's specifically about Drewlock!! It foes from pre-musical events until post-Tanzsaal. And there's another fic that goes along that is Sarah's POV for the post-Tanzsaal scene https://archiveofourown.org/works/24793789

This idea they see each other for the first time because she just walks up to the castle to gaze at it, locks eyes with him and just smiles and walks away. And he's just panicking like wait why wasn't she scared, why did she smile, why did she look cute when she smiled?!? While Herbert's just laughing in the background.

If you're not already enticed let me paste a little of the fic here (and please if the author has issue with this I'll remove it):

"Father, there’s a girl staring.”

Herbert’s voice was curious, distant. If it weren’t for the abnormality of the statement, his father might not have paid attention at all.

“What?”

“A girl. She’s standing outside of the castle. Staring.”

He didn’t imagine it as he heard Herbert gasp at his side. There was no doubt the girl saw him even if he must have been nothing but a vague figure from a distance. She must have known who he was, if not from her father than from the other villagers, and yet she didn’t look surprised nor scared. With her face turned to the castle, cheeks deliciously flushed, a daring glint sparkled in her green eyes and that same puzzling smile graced her lips. He would have felt hunger, the mere presence of fresh, young blood intoxicating and calling if it weren’t for the overwhelming sense of shock freezing him in his tracks. This stupid, reckless girl stared in the eyes of a vampire, kept coming to his abode completely unruffled but seemed perfectly aware of her actions.

I mean… tall, dark, handsome, elegant, bi, drama queen 😂