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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

…left the door open to hearing nothing but the thoughts inside your head. So maybe Gurupada was thankful to have the company again? “I’ve…only been up erm…just a little bit before you just now.” He said as if he was coming up with an answer on the fly. Mostly because he was.

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

He’d never closed his eyes the entire time. This was the equivalent of 2 in the afternoon for him, he felt no desire to go to sleep. There was a serenity in the dark quiet of a room like this, with the only noise being the rhythmic sounds of someone else’s breathing. But it also… +

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

…what being a killer feels like again. No no no…someone stop the rain please! Oh Mother Mary please forgive me for my trespasses…it won’t wash the blood out.” He began to hyperventilate a little.

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

…Winnie dry with no long term consequences? Hector could feel his Beast baying wildly inside of himself. But there would be a consequence, he’d be indulging the Beast, and that couldn’t be good. “Winnie, I can’t…I won’t kill you. Even if you’ll come back…I just…I don’t want to know… +

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

You’d think that the information given would bring him a sense of relief. It did the opposite. Dread washed over him in a tidal wave, because he knew what sort of satanic temptation was now being presented to him. Being able to completely satisfy the hunger by drinking… +

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

…we were talking last night, and you wound up passing out.” He explained. Sitting up himself, the trailing shadow of the thick leather jacket was clear on his body.

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

Though the large shadow of Gurupada didn’t move an inch, the low, monotone, accented voice still rang out a Dahlia began to move. “It’s late, you should go back to sleep.” Not even a hint of tiredness could be heard in his voice. “Nothing happened, if you’re worried about that… +

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

“My destiny, mostly. Becoming the most powerful being in the universe, nothing much really.”

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

If Hector felt a desire to make a do about random asides, he’d probably go insa- well more anyways. “A bit. But if it was less than a month ago, I’ll have to go find someone else to get my fix from. I’d rather not give you severe blood loss, Winnie.”

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

“You know, that sounds delicious.” It did smell nice, he thought. Maybe a few decades ago he would smell the grease and the warm aromatics and feel his stomach tie into hungry knots. Now, it made him feel a little nauseous. “How long has it been since I last took a…sip?”

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

-Hector- “Need me to like, buy you something from a 24-hour bodega? I can’t have you dying, my unlife would get really boring without you in it.”

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

“You are adorable.” A slightly cold kiss to the cheek followed. “CBGB. It’s a club in Manhattan. Well, was a club in Manhattan. It stands for Country, Bluegrass, and Blues. Was meant for that sort of music, but it became prime territory for artsy weirdos like yours truly.”

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

…grim look came over the palid features of the lawyer. “Look, it’s not personal, not at all. You’re really nice and I do want to see you again. But…I can’t stay.” What if the curtain got opened? There were too many variables, Khadija couldn’t take the chance.

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

It was certainly what Khadija wanted. It felt nice to be seen as just another person, and not the monster she knew she was. But keeping a low profile meant breaking hearts some time, and Khadija had a sinking feeling that she was headed there, and fast. A serious and regretful… +

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

You would think it was easy to pick out a vampire. Cold body, pale, never seen in broad daylight. But those were only easy to pick out if you knew what you were looking for. Otherwise, there were so many easy explanations you could come up with, and that’s what most Kindred wanted. +

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

#ashesburning I’ve been struggling with writing muse for the past week. Might take a small break for a few days to see if I can recover it.

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

-Evan- “Hmmm, well you’re not wrong. Though that’s mostly on account of all the blood in my dreams.” He dryly retorted. Though his scanning eyes did betray him a bit.

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 01/07/2026

𝔇𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔲𝔭𝔬𝔫 𝔞 𝔅𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡𝔰𝔬𝔞𝔨𝔢𝔡 𝔐𝔬𝔬𝔫

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

“I’ll be honest, I’m too old to know what this trend is exactly, but I mean, I’m no stranger to kink. CBGB people could get real freaky if you got them home.”

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 01/10/2026

Hector not only doesn’t stop, he simply stops blinking. Staring right at Winnie with his brown eyes like an owl glowering down at her.

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 30/09/2026

// Sounds like a life achievement right there, I’m jealous of you haha

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 28/09/2026

-Hector- “Wait, what’s this about husbands and wives?”

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 27/09/2026

…right after he offhandedly mentioned Thinbloods. The gaze he fixed her with was if a snake had suddenly slithered out of her nostril and began reciting Modern Major General. “You…how…?” Rich coming from him.

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 27/09/2026

“No, not even tea. Sorry, I’m sure it’s lovely. The worst part is not only that I don’t gain any nourishment, but all human food and drink tastes like I’m eating it out of a fireplace.” Human…what an odd thing to say. What was also odd was what Hector was hearing from Winnie… +

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 26/09/2026

…was happening. “No, no. I can’t even drink wine without vomiting it up eventually. No human foods anymore. I’ve heard rumors about some who can, but that’s just rumors. Probably thinbloods anyways.” He trailed off a bit further. “Sorry, I’m a bit of a party pooper”.

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 26/09/2026

The worst part about it was the forgetting. Not of memories, those remained, at least Hector was sure of it. Though who knew what damage decades of hallucinations and visions had done to them. It was the forgetting how to be a person that felt the worst. Especially for how slowly it… +

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 26/09/2026

“Well, it’s not the cake I’m all that sad about.” Some distance came to his eyes as they looked at nothing in particular. Though his head heard everything. “Yeah, blood doesn’t really have a flavor other than blood. You still get people who get snobby about where it comes from, somehow.”

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 26/09/2026

“God, I miss chocolate. Ma used to make a chocolate cake that -“ “I need to shut up. Remembering that sort of thing isn’t good for me at this point.

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 26/09/2026

-Hector- “For me I can’t tell whether I’m hungry or if that’s just the yawning pit of damnation within me…maybe both I guess?”

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 23/09/2026

#ashesburning I do want to say sorry that I’ve been a bit all over the place lately when it comes to activity. It’s been a really busy past week for me.

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 18/09/2026

…end up doing a bit of damage to their operation. Getting them arrested, for example.” Reaching down to his desk, Scott brought up an ostrich feather from it, and placed it upon a golden scale with snake engravings slithering up its base. The scales didn’t move at all, not even a tremble.

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 18/09/2026

…was one of those ‘no-kill’ types, then that was something to press on in the future. He’d find out where her limits were, he needed to. “Frankly, just destroying the supply of their new specialty drug…whatever it is, would be enough to get the ankh. But I could throw in some extra if you… +

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 18/09/2026

“Oh no, no killing is necessary for this. There’s a time for it, but bodies tends to make things messy in my experience.” He might have leaned that way if Mirage had shown any resistance to getting blood on her hands. Not that Scott was exactly a death-crazy maniac, but if Mirage… +

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 18/09/2026

-Hector- “Mio sole! God, am I…summoned?” Probably taking it to literally, but you never know with Winnifred really. “Well, like I was seeing, it’s great to have my sunshine back! Where were you, exactly?”

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 18/09/2026

#ashesburning Big exhaustion day, we’ll see if I have the energy to get replies in later on. If people want to chat though, I’m down!

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 18/09/2026

…enjoyed sex…right? Now that he’d thought about it, it had been a while. After a decade of vampirehood, the libido had dampened a bit. “Because I have to get you somehow. You’re just proving to be a stubborn morsel.” Evan scoffed out. He could never develop a fondness for prey…certainly not.

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 18/09/2026

There was something both intriguing and disturbing about how Gwen seemed perfectly okay with not only his being a vampire in the first place, his hunting habits, and that she was the target of it. Not just okay with it, but flirting with him like this so…lasciviously. Evan still… +

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 17/09/2026

…the delivery, killed the courier, and took the drugs for themselves. It was specialty narcotics too, but the gang barely knew that most likely. They probably thought the ‘red cocaine’ was just a novelty.

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 17/09/2026

…and the hard kind too. Dangerous stuff they have, and that’s not the only crime they have on their rapsheet. I’m from the Bronx, I hate to see that kind of poison go through my borough. So, the ankh is yours, if you disrupt them in any way.” They were his drugs, but these punks intercepted… +

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 17/09/2026

…when they conducted transactions, they dealt in favors. A task fulfilled without your hands directly involved could be just as, if not more effective than a wad of cash. “For now, it’s that you do your job. I know about a gang operating out in Baychester. They’re dealing drugs… +

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 17/09/2026

“Mmmm, you’re going to be a hard customer. I like that, helps me flex my muscles to have a challenge.” Scott said. Even his voice sounded like it was constantly smiling, like the grand vizier you hear about in stories. A boon for a boon, as the adage went. Kindred didn’t just deal in money… +

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢 🌹 @nycbites.bsky.social · 27/08/2026

#ashesburning I’ll hop into this ring! Any question about muses will be handled with the fact that I have SO many characters in mind.

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