【#】𝓢𝓣𝓔𝓕𝓐𝓝𝓞

A small fraudulent smile formed on Stefano's face. His yellow eye pinned on him as he tilted his head curiously to the question.

'WHY DIDN'T YOU KILL ME WHEN YOU HAD THE CHANCE?'

"Everyone has their preferences, Mr. Redfeild. Some would kill slow. Others fast. Take their time to see the difference between their choices of desperation. Like..art.." he took a breath. Exposing his arms outward in a deep smirk of amusement. As if the world was his oyster and he was shaping it to his likeness. His smile wide as he took a breath. The sent of death in the air of his victorian style house.

( ⌖ ) 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐧.

( … ) Catching some psycho’s interest enough to hold it — his stubborn force of will to fight, to make their life a living hell seen as more an amusement over anything truly serious. As something not worth fearing or putting even the smallest ounce of caution towards. At the Cheshire-like smile he’s greeted with, a slow, sinister scythe of a thing that splits the man’s face in two — Chris does well in standing his ground.

Back kept ramrod straight, gaze thinning to something just as if not more cutting than the knife held so daintily in the other’s hand…

The only thing he’d be thankful to all he’d suffered through is how it’d harshened his shell, made him less likely to be waned by fear when the tension stringing through the air grew to be too tense. He’s been through worse, his haunted mind reminds him in a low ghost of a whisper.

` ❝ Guest? Funny, I don’t remember agreeing to be your guest. ❞

He scoffs loudly, pinched furrow notching between darkened brows. Not a victim, no not yet. But with everything he’s seen of Valentini’s work thus far — he wouldn’t mark it off the list entirely when it came to his future fate.

His initial response was to throw his knife at him. Stab him. But no. He was his guest. And hed ensure he's a comfortable one. Considering the bastard fool walked in with the intent to kill him.

"You're here for Mio Angelo. Aren't you..? Mother Miranda. And I was merely an obstacle in your way. You're men made great aditions to my latest creation." Stefano reached up as he planted his foot down. As a stage light exposed the darkness behind him to a white and bloodstained sheet. And removed it.

A cross made from the bodies of his men. Some even still twitched where they were. They hadn't been there for more than a day or two. Needles to say he enjoyed hunting them down.

"They were sadly not as polite as you. Itching to pull the trigger like someone I remember." He bore his teeth at the thought of the detective." Nevertheless.. you will become the star on this beautiful piece of art. No you lack the beard. But our dearest lord ans savior on the cross~"

He inhaled deeply picturing the sight in his head. Simply beautiful as he hangs perfectly like jesus. Actual nails to keep him in place. Then watch him slowly die...

❛ i would let you rip me apart if it meant loving you. ❜

❛ this fear you feel? it won’t last. ❜

❛ you are my salvation. ❜

❛ i revolt you, don’t i? ❜

❛ get the hell away from me. ❜

❛ i want to sink my teeth into every inch of you. ❜

❛ i’ll be your dirty little secret, if that’s what you’re into. ❜

❛ worship me. until i tell you to stop. ❜

❛ don’t you know how sick with love i am for you? ❜

❛ fucking hit me already. ❜

❛ i would burn the world for you. ❜

❛ i don’t want to be good, no matter how hard you wish it. ❜

❛ i don’t know how you’ve bewitched me, but it needs to stop. ❜

❛ fix me. ❜

❛ they die for love, you kill for it. ❜

❛ you are mine, whether you agree or not. ❜

❛ do you like it when i bleed for you? ❜

❛ i will keep hurting. i will keep killing. anything to protect you. ❜

❛ i’m starved for you, morning and night. ❜

❛ now i get to ravish you. ❜

❛ i am your god and your executioner. ❜

❛ you are doing so well, my pet. ❜

❛ you’re my sweetest poison. ❜

❛ let’s do something about that mouth of yours. ❜

❛ your fascination with me will be your death. ❜

❛ you’re the monster that’s enticed me into your bed. ❜

❛ all you can say are pretty lies. ❜

❛ the fucked up thing is that it isn’t enough to just love you. ❜

❛ you’ve broken me. all i can think about is you. ❜

❛ you’ll beg for more. ❜

❛ an eternity with you would never satisfy me. ❜

❛ i would gladly let you drag me to hell. ❜

❛ everything i’ve done.. every horrible atrocity, it’s been for you. ❜

❛ you’re a fucking nightmare. kiss me. ❜

❛ feel grateful that i allow you to touch me. ❜

❛ every time your lips touch my skin, you burn me from the inside out. ❜

❛ there’s no black or white, only gray. ❜

❛ no one touches what’s mine. ❜

❛ make me indifferent, make me horrible. ❜

❛ i could never be the one to love you. i can only be the one that kills you. ❜

armand looks up, the distance in his gaze quickly retracting back to the moment, focusing in on stefano, eyes meeting his. he breathes a sound, too close to a laugh, nothing like a vampire caught with his hand in the proverbial cookie jar.

white teeth flash in a warm, reassuring smile and he steps forward to clasp a hand on the other's shoulder.

❝ don't worry about him, he'll be fine. ❞

He had no idea if he was even being honest or not. The man looked paler than a damn corpse! But he was more fascinated than afraid. Focused solely on the man dying from blood loss. The way skin turns to porcelain when the blood vanishes from the body. A moment in time where life turns sour. And life fades from the eyes.

"Fine? I think he's dead." He said with a slight unnatural nonchalance that slipped off the tongue. His words cold and rather unfeeling as he looked at the body. Perhapse he could take the body home and use it. No need for such a fresh corpse to be left to rot in some dark alleyway. He had so much more to make. And the fact he didn't have to drain it was something truly useful.

"Shame. Nevertheless Picasso ways of making do with what he had." He nodded towards the stranger with a rather gentlemanly smile and approached the corpse. Reaching into his pockets and emptying them of the corpses belongings not so much bothering with the wallet either.

(  various  dialogue  prompts  to  send  to  your  worst  enemy  (affectionate).  feel  free  to  change  how  you  seem  fit.  )

❛ oh great, it's you again. ❜

❛ you? kill me? that's funny. ❜

❛ for being someone you hate, i'm sure on your mind a lot. ❜

❛ you're the last person i wanted to see, actually. ❜

❛ do us both a favor. stay away from me. ❜

❛ you really are an asshole, you know that? ❜

❛ i'm the asshole? what does that make you then? ❜

❛ sometimes i think you must hate me. ❜

❛ i thought you said you never wanted to see me again. ❜

❛ if you want me to go, then you have to tell me to leave. ❜

❛ well, someone's cranky today. ❜

❛ well, someone needs to shut the fuck up. ❜

❛ just stay out of my way. ❜

❛ of all the idiots in the world, i'm stuck with you. ❜

❛ what is it you want this time? ❜

❛ sometimes i wonder if you're in love with me. ❜

❛ do you honestly think this is easy for me? ❜

❛ why would i ever want to be friends with you? ❜

❛ can we please just talk? ❜

❛ there is nothing for us to talk about. ❜

❛ you can yell at me later. just let me help you. ❜

❛ touch me, and you're dead. ❜

❛ oh, so now you care? ❜

❛ there is something deeply wrong with you. ❜

❛ i know i'm the last person you probably want to see, but... ❜

❛ you don't think we could be friends, do you? ❜

❛ i'm tired of fighting against you. ❜

❛ don't pretend you give a shit about me. ❜

❛ you're an idiot, but... i trust you. ❜

❛ oh, don't be cute. ❜

❛ wait, did you just say that i'm cute? ❜

❛ we're not good for each other. ❜

❛ if i say yes, will you shut up? ❜

❛ don't you have to be stupid somewhere else? ❜

❛ maybe we should kiss just to break the tension. ❜

❛ i'm sorry i can't turn off my feelings as easily as you. ❜

❛ maybe there's a universe out there where we're friends. ❜

❛ how can you be so smart yet so dumb at the same time? ❜

❛ don't think this changes anything between us. ❜

❛ you look ridiculous in that outfit, by the way. ❜

❛ if you die, i'll kill you. ❜

❛ is that a challenge? ❜

❛ ah, so you're not heartless after all. ❜

❛ i don't think i've ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ you never cared about me, so why now? ❜

❛ why didn't you kill me when you had the chance? ❜

❛ i don't even remember why we started fighting. ❜

❛ i don't have time for distractions right now. ❜

❛ you're not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜

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