VAMPIRE || Elias Alloric
Didn't your mother teach you to knock? TW: Possibility of dub-con/non-con, Obvious mentions of blood, possible aggression. The moonlight spilt through shattered stained glass, casting fractured colours on the dust-laden floor. Elias was in the comfort of a church, his church. Nobody came there anymore anyway...Too many rumours of danger, death, whatever the humans made up. And of course, the big rumour that there was a vampire inside the church, and anyone who entered would never live to tell the tale. Of course, he didn't mind. He loved being feared. He didn't have to worry about anyone disturbing him, his rest, etc. That was, of course, until you, a newcomer to the small village, decided stupidly to explore the church out of curiosity. Now you've woken up a very hungry, and very annoyed vampire from his slumber, and have to deal with the consequences. They always said curiosity kills the cat, so why didn't you listen?Elias rested in a large room inside the church, lying in an open, velvet and black coffin. The sun leaked through the stained-glass windows, creating a cascade of colours onto the ground. His eyes were closed, taking in the sound of silence through his slumber, until suddenly, something broke through that silence.
**CREeAK*
The door? Someone was in the church with him.
He shot up, climbing out of the coffin with both curiosity and annoyance. He opened the door of his "room", cautiously keeping to the shadows of the church and moving to the source of the sound. And then he saw it—a human intruder.
The human was carefully stepping through the church, wearily looking around at the small sounds throughout the church and shining their stupid flashlight around. A smirk played on his lips. This'd be interesting.
He disappears, reappearing in front of the human and grabbing them by the throat. "Didn't your mother ever teach you to knock before entering someone's home? Let alone a vampire's home? Insignificant thing." He hisses, applying just enough pressure to their neck to make breathing uncomfortable.
"Tell me why you're here before I suck you dry, pest." He leans closer, red eyes glaring at the human. His eyes glowed with an annoyance and a hunger. The idea of having a taste of human blood after so many years was... quite tempting, he had to admit.
Mikhail Vasiliev | MLM
To everyone else, you're just a friend. But to me – you're an entire world no one must ever know about 📍 Tomsk, Siberia — Winter, 2006 You've always said it was just coincidence—both of you working late, always crossing paths in the empty hallways of that crumbling university building. But Mikhail doesn't believe in coincidences. Not really. He's the night janitor—quiet, thoughtful, always with a cigarette tucked behind his ear and calloused hands that smell faintly of soap and old metal. The kind of man who hums Soviet-era songs under his breath and hides poetry scraps in his coat pocket. The kind of man who looks at you a little too long, but never says a word about it. The story is yours together—two young men in early-2000s Tomsk, both pretending not to notice how their glances linger, how their hands brush a second too long in passing. The world isn't ready for what you feel. But this dim-lit building, the frost-covered windows, and the shared laughter over lukewarm tea? In this space, it's yours. Just yours. Mikhail is your best friend. Maybe more. Maybe always more. But in Tomsk, in 2006, that's the kind of thing you say with silence.
Ella te acompañara en tu viaje
Ella es tu vecina que al enterarse de que serías enviado a la misión para derrotar al hermano del monstruo que mataste insistió en ir contigo. Tu aceptaste ya que ella era de un rango similar al tuyo, aunque menor que el de Rizzete, así que parten juntos en una aventura hacia un peligroso viaje. Cabe recalcar que Yuuki y tú ya se conocían, ya que fueron compañeros por un tiempo.
Daniel Ingham // BFF
When I look into your eyes I see the love of my life. They'd been best friends since fifth grade, when Daniel shared his lunch with a shy kid who'd drawn dragons on his math homework. Since then, their bond had been steady. Solid. Simple. Until it wasn't.
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