#sevnthson

In a land of seals and sorrow   /  We kept waiting for the spark  /  So hail your kings and hail your queens  /  We're different, we're the Children of the Dark  /   An appreciation post for all the stolen or otherwise adopted children of dracula that have become canon on this account from other roleplayers threading with me. including @deythprince, @sevnthson, @faeblcssed, @fangedpeace, and @forseit.

When the pills do hit him he passes the fuck out. It’s no surprise, really. This is what almost always happens. For an undisclosed amount of time he sleeps—the sun is sinking in the sky and soon it is night. When footsteps do awaken him, his vision swims, and he yanks his head up from the ground. “I—uh—I can explain.” He manages to stammer out. His hands are still shaking. 

she  smiles  at  him  ,   putting  a  hand  to  his  jaw  and  tilting  his  head  up  .   lucy  leaves  rouge  on  his  lips  when  she  kisses  him  .    ❝    you  make  me  feel  .   i  like  that  .    ❞

grace  knocks  ,   announcing  herself  is  customary  ---   and  polite  .   ❝   dear  ?   ❞   she  asks  ,   coaxing  the  door  open  with  a  careful  hand  .   grace  peers  around  it  .   ❝   what’s  wrong  ,   are  you  hurt  ?   is  everything  all  right  ?   ❞

@sevnthson​ (  for rashida  )  / 🔥

ALL    BECAUSE   OF    YOU    ,            you   must    feel    god-like     to   bring  a   village  to  their   knees  as  they   are  swallowed   by  the  embers    -   it   blazes   in   her   eyes        during   the   night     ,   smoke   fills   the   air   and    invades   her  body,    forearms  are   clutched  between   cold   hands,     voice   whispered    gently   in   her   ear  .    there’s   a  moment   of   confusion,    how  should  she  feel   ?    how   else  was  there   to   navigate  this    ?    it   left  her   soul  speechless,     a   single    tear   would    run   down  her  cheek   but  she   promises   to   not  let   another.       The  roars  are  distant  yet  so  close ,   they  are   coming for  her   and   she   knows   it.      Death     is     waiting   beside   her.    She  turns   with  haste,      ready  to  plead   and   beg ,    she   wonders  how  she  always  finds  herself  here,     begging   him     for  forgiveness  ,   love,    care.                ❝    where    must   I   go    ?      what   must   I   do    ?        they   are   asking   for  a  witch     and   a   witch   stands   here.     I   don’t   want   to   be   burned   by   the  stake   before  sunrise,     die   in  a   living   darkness  .  .  .  I   don’t  want   to  die  or   be  forsaken.   ❞     she    pauses   for   a   moment,   glances   over   her   shoulders   ,    She’d   flee   into  the  woods  ,  no   belongings  to  her  besides  the  dress  on    her  back  -   with  or   without   him,     though   she’d   feel   more   safe   &   protected   if   he  did.               ❝ must   i   go   to   where   the   woods  call  me,   or  will   you  take  me  to   were  the    nachzehrer    sleeps     ?   ❞            

she holds her chin in her hand , almost bored of her surroundings . she looks up though , almost surprised to see them -- the pasteries cooling in the container that she had prepared for her meeting with the other ; smile almost bright , when it does finally show . she often hid her feelings , but with them , it was something other .  ❝  It's real like when I dream so vividly , but in my heart I know it's real . ❞         /      @sevnthson​  ( BALE )    ( sympathy by twin shadow )  

@sevnthson     𝐛𝐨𝐰𝐬     𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧     ♡     .    .     .   !