Immortal King

OutofSilver;} Like pretty people with silver hair? Or somber immortals tired of their immortality? This is the place for you! The owner of the blog @weismanniisms is the owner of this one (about and such will be coming soon), this location is strictly for rp as the other one is quite cluttered. Im a crossover ho, so I’ll list the fandoms I like most in the tags and here. I follow back from rxinbowtrxveler. Like or reblog if you wish to interact!

1). Castlevania Netflix (my favorite, in this and the below two, he is a gender fluid dhampir, a vampire/human hybrid)

2). Vampire Hunter D: Bloodlust

3). Hellsing Ultimate

4). Marvel (is the closest to canon Adolf)

“Goodness gracious, Adrian. I’m a seer, not a mind reader. We would get into a lot less of these situations if you’d throw me a bone once in awhile and tell me what you’re thinking…” he wasn’t adamant about taking everything wrong, he’d get everything right if he could…but guessing can only get a person so far, and that’s all Adrian left him to do sometimes. It’s like they’re on opposite radio frequencies, and every time Adi tries to tune into the right one, Adrian would change it. “I came over here because I thought you looked a bit down and wanted to help if I could. So I asked, thinking you’d actually…” he trailed off with a sigh. God, he should really consider Lisa’s offer to take him to counseling and a psychiatrist.

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And already he had started down one of the paths, and here Adrian thought that was a better thing to say to avoid this. But of course not, why would it ever be? How could he ever say anything right when the other was so adamant in taking everything wrong?

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Adrian was tempted to ask ‘make what better’ but figured that’d only lead to one of two paths. Either he gets a lecture on opening up about things or it’s taken the wrong way and makes the other shut down. Why was it so difficult to just have a day where he didn’t feel like talking or hanging out?

“A-Ah... you want to be left alone, don’t you...? It’s fine, we can...talk about this later. I’ll leave you be, text me if you need anything while I’m out,” Adi spoke up, starting to get up from the couch, slowly though in case that wasn’t what Adrian wanted. He’d originally approached because Adrian looked unhappy, and Adi wanted to do what he could to cheer him up. It was a....rocky relationship, Adi wasn’t going to lie to himself. As hard as he’d try, Adi would always seem to take a wrong turn...but it didn’t stop him, nothing really would.

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Adrian was right; Adi was starting to notice he was becoming overbearing, that he was suffocating his poor love, but hearing it made his mistakes all the more real to the tiny dhampir. It was certainly a good thing they were finally communicating with each other on the matter, that’s for sure. Adi furiously rubbed at his eyes, trying to stop the tears before he answered.

“I’m…I’m sorry, I’ll try harder to control it… I’m sorry I’ve been suffocating you so much. You’re right, and I’m so sorry I keep ruining this for you…” he spoke, still trying to staunch his tears, and not think about how much blood this particular wound spilt. “Sometimes I admittedly forget what we are…that you’re much stronger than I am… but…thank you for reminding me of how overbearing I can get, I don’t mean to be… I’ll try harder, I’ll try harder not to fuss so much next time so you can really enjoy this.”

And Adi meant it, he would try harder to reign himself in. For Adrian, he’d do anything he had to so he could be as happy as he made his tiny partner. He’d take this reminder that no, Adrian wouldn’t let Trevor get them killed, that Adrian knew how much he meant to him, to heart. That the stunts were small, that this is Adrian’s only source of fun and normalcy… he just wished he could make Adrian nearly as happy as he is when he did those few dumb things.

“Can…can I ask for one thing, though? After you do these things…hold me? Please?I…it’ll be easier for me, if I can feel you’re still there, that you’re mostly in one piece. I’ll reign it in, I promise I will…just… it’s all I ask, Adrian. Just this one thing, I promise I’ll work on controlling how I react when you get hurt. I’m so sorry I’ve been causing problems for you…”

How nice it must be to be able to forget what one was. To not have it shoved in your face and down your throat every day of one’s life, something Adrian could only ever want for. Of course it wasn’t something he could blame the other for, but that reminder, that extra ‘you’ll never get to experience life like the rest of us’ just added to what he was already feeling. He shouldn’t be cross with him just for that, but he was a bit. He could deal with the constant fussing from the dumb thrills he got doing idiotic things with Trevor, he already heard it at home so what was one more person chiming in? But to this extent and the comment about forgetting, it was too much. 

He could only stand there, hurt and irritation in his eyes as he looked at Adi. To make a request of him after all that? To not even consider Adrian’s feelings on the matter and all but demand comfort cause he felt sad about Adrian’s actions? It was almost appalling. Adrian shook his head and scoffed.

“You...you really can be daft sometimes, Adrian. A simple ‘no’ would have sufficed, no need for the extra hostility. You really think I don’t care about your feelings? I’m standing here trying to understand them, Adrian! Because there are times where I really don’t! I want to understand better! So I don’t make you so upset! I’ll admit, I went too far earlier, and I’m sorry. I’m sorry I’m sending out the wrong signals, I’m sorry I overreacted...” Adi answered, trying his damndest not to cry again. Sad? No, Adi got scared. Irrational, yes, but rationality and mental illness don’t mix easily. He was willing to do whatever it took to make Adrian happy, but it was very hard to get to that point.

What kind of person would do this to someone they say they loved? A MONSTER. Because monsters are there. Especially behind a pretty face that they looked at her as they would say “innocent”. PEOPLE WHO KEEP DEFENDING HER….WAKE THE FUCK UP!!! RIGHT NOW!

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IT IS VERY REAL!! ALWAYS BE AWARE.