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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 04/09/2025

statement, or was he simply attempting to fluster her? "your tongue seems to be slipping. are you sure it doesn't have a mind of its own?"

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 04/09/2025

her emotions ran strong, doing more harm than good. she had to keep her walls up, but he was doing an outstanding job at making them crumble. brick by brick. head tilting towards the right, her smirk growing larger in amusement. did he really mean what he said, the implication of his ➷

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 04/09/2025

she was not going to give him the satisfaction of drawling a reaction out of her so early on in the day. "as do you." simple words, just allowing the air between them to settle. she didn’t despise him, but she still had some walls up—— he was her doctor after all. ➷

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 04/09/2025

a small hum to acknowledge his greeting, blue hues watching carefully has his eyes seem to wander and linger. she wouldn't lie, hers were doing the same, but she wasn't going to be so shamelessly obvious about it. "i know." a sly smirk building upon her blood-stained lips, ➷

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 04/09/2025

brows furrowing ever so slightly when he brings up the fact that his very being annoys, irritates, vexes her. the way his voice, smile—— everything about him, seems to have an upheaving effect on her. "i would not go as far as to say that, doctor." ➷

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 03/09/2025

a back-and-forth she’s come to enjoy with the doctor.

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 03/09/2025

“what happened to saying hello? or must you ask me for my opinions about what others choose to do or not to do, first? deeming it more important than a polite greeting?” one would think her words be laced with irritation and anger, but her tone, laced with sweet poison, would suggest otherwise. ➷

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 03/09/2025

before the two made their way towards someplace less crowded. ears peeking up when she hears that all too familiar voice acknowledging her presence. turning her head to the pink-haired woman and giving her a knowing look. silent communication between the two, that they would meet up later. ➷

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 03/09/2025

consuming. he was consuming. consuming her entirely ever since he drew blood from her hand—— no, ever since he offered her his own blood in these very halls. it was very easy for perona to get bored of conversation, the younger trying her best to wrap it up as quickly as possible ➷

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 03/09/2025

why did her attention seem to linger on him and every word he spoke? the way his brows furrowed when he were to witness something distasteful, the little quirk to the corner of his mouth when he jested with her, the way his smile never reached his eyes all but the one time he gazed upon her. ➷

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 03/09/2025

unknown to herself, she was also sure that her undead heart would churn and wring itself dry if she were to stumble upon him engorging on another one of her kind. the possessiveness came unwillingly and confused her to her core. what was so special about him anyway? ➷

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 03/09/2025

excusing herself from the group of people with whom she was conversing, only to return with a glass filled to the brim with crimson liquid. hoping that perhaps it would distract her from his scent. it was only a matter of time before she would run into him, she was sure of it. for some reason, ➷

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 03/09/2025

amidst conversation, the overwhelming scent of a certain vampire took over her sense of smell. she didn’t think he would come, when perona had sent off the invitation to him—— receiving no reply made her believe he was uninterested in getting to know those that belonged to her coven. ➷

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︎ ︎ ،،̲ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ HELL'S ︎ ︎ ︎ ꒷꒦ ︎ ︎ BELLS. @devouringink.bsky.social · 13/04/2025

if i want to eat, i eat. if i see an eyesore, i kill it. and if it entertains me, i throw it a bone.

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 16/03/2025

i think the vultures like me . . i rather like them too . . especially because they make the disposal of a body quite simple.

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 12/03/2025

𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘻𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 06/03/2025

last night, i dreamt of sinking my teeth into your throat.

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 05/03/2025

𝒊 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒘𝒔; 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒅𝒐𝒈, 𝒊 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒊'𝒗𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒓, 𝒃𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅, 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑.

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 05/03/2025

“keep telling yourself that, buddy.” eyebrows raising in amusement, tilting her head to one side just slightly before rolling her eyes at his continued attempts to flirt. “so, are you going to buy me a drink? or are you just going to keep talking my ears off?”

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 05/03/2025

it’s definitely a trick of the light for i am far from an angel. i believe most would refer to me as a devil in disguise.

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 04/03/2025

𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘳, 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 04/03/2025

i am well aware, you’re not the first person to tell me that.

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 02/03/2025

savor the whispered secrets and the raw, untamed appetites that bloomed in the darkness, to drink deeply of the night's forbidden nectar. the sounds of hushed conversations, the clinking of crystal, and the soft, guttural murmurs of indulgence filled the air, a symphony of the damned.

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 02/03/2025

with perona, she descended into the catacombs. the air grew thick with the cloying scent of blood, a heady aroma that mingled with the damp, earthy smell of ancient stone. flickering candlelight cast dancing shadows, painting the walls with grotesque and shifting figures. for now, they would ➷

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 02/03/2025

her inky locks pulled up, each strand meticulously placed to accentuate the alluring curve of her neckline. she much preferred to dress this way, a creature of shadow and subtle power. the pretense of daylight was a cage, and this, the embrace of darkness, was liberation. ➷

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 02/03/2025

retreating to her bedchambers, the delicate pastel hues of her daytime attire shed like discarded skin. in their place flowed fabrics of midnight black and violet, silk that whispered against her skin, a stark contrast to the stiff, light-colored gowns of the day. ➷

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 02/03/2025

tonight, they craved release, a night unburdened by the tedious masquerade of self-control. robin's coven had planned for their own festivities at nightfall, extending the invitation to the other vampires that they had come across at the human court. ➷

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 02/03/2025

@sanguismortuorum.bsky.social a stifling sense of forced civility had clung to them for weeks. the saccharine sweetness of the human tea party, with its brittle laughter and strained pleasantries, had finally reached its breaking point. ➷

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 02/03/2025

a lot and the sentiment was most certainly reciprocated.

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 02/03/2025

“how could you let me desiccate . . you’re my doctor.” huffing, cheeks puffing up just a little as she pouts and stares off into the pond, at the little ducks swimming by. if she wasn’t holding his hand, she would be crouched by the water, petting the ducks. animals seemed to like her quite ➷

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 02/03/2025

i suppose to be cursed to live for eternity isn’t as great as the humans believe it to be. you and i know it as fact.

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 02/03/2025

“i believe i will simply combust and begin to desiccate if any more blood starts to rush to my cheeks rather than run through my veins.”

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 02/03/2025

“would you like the humans in my cult then? i’m sure they wouldn’t mind a new addition.” she was happy to walk alongside him to the duck pond, her fingers slowly interlacing with his as they walked. rolling her eyes at his words as she stole a glance from him. ➷

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 02/03/2025

scoffing as she glanced at him with narrowed blues, why must he play with her heart in such a way. the sound of his laughter was rather delightful, she would have to admit it. the color in her cheeks started to fade just so, a more sly, and teasing smile overcoming her features as she asks, ➷

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 02/03/2025

well, time seems to be something we have in excess and with time comes solitude. unfortunately.

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 02/03/2025

there’s no need to praise me for my own stubbornness . .

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 02/03/2025

she was sure the color in her cheeks had darkened from his words only furthering her want to shy away. “i . . um . . thank you . .?” she realized how stupid she sounded and started to ramble, endlessly. “i’m sorry this is all so new to me . . i’ve never felt this way about anyone before . .”

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 02/03/2025

with both of her hands in his, she has no means to hide her blushing face. she was transfixed on his beautiful greys, unable to pull away, wanting to gauge his reaction to her words. his smile seemed to make her heart want to pick up the pace, leap out of her chest. ➷

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 02/03/2025

why must you forget how to speak right in this moment where you need it most. “yes, i find you more attractive than him— i don’t even find him attractive . . he’s just a friend—”

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 02/03/2025

pausing to run her hand across her face a few times in frustration and hopes that it would ground her enough to say what she wanted to only to continue mumbling broken sentences. ah, yes robin, this is totally very ladylike of you. pull yourself together damnit. you’re incredibly well-read, ➷

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 02/03/2025

cheeks stained a faint crimson as she opens her mouth to answer only for nothing to come out. why was her voice betraying her right now? swallowing thickly as she thought about what to say only for gibberish to leave her lips. “i . . i’m not— um . . yes . . i find you . .” ➷

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 02/03/2025

taken aback by the confusion in his face. had she spoken a foreign language? no, she was sure she didn’t. brows pulling together momentarily before she had noticed the color in his cheeks— she had flustered him. and his words, had only done the same to her. ➷

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ᴄʀɪᴍsᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs @sanguinescribes.bsky.social · 02/03/2025

i suppose i already have been, so yes. as for the fact if it is worth the wait or not, i do not know. it might not be.

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