⠀ ⠀𝒄r͟͟u͟͟e͟͟l͟͟ 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔰

      &.      pspspspspsospspsospspspspspsp.

&.      come back,     i crave some mad gore with a touch of violence and teasings.

      impassive temper—-        it reeled in that moment. for it was a brimstone of harshness and a candlelight of scrutiny directed at the she-vamp. twas always push and pull with her, the reaper assessed, even now as he stood with racketeering tension, and she only pushed him further.        what exactly did she seek from him? from this sort of play? did it bring her some sick pleasure? muddled thoughts turned his slackened jaw tighter, and his gaze lifted from her eyes, trailing to her sharp features. he was reading her visage, noticing a flicker of something—-a flash of vulnerability? yet, it only infuriated him further, at the humanity it dared to peak within him.       “your lies tell me a great deal,” he murmured, voice low and cutting. two could play the same game, he decided, as a smug expression      settled briefly in his eyes, though it was fleeting.   she messed with his head too much, always leaving rurik with more of his own humanity than he could bear.
                 “the fake you? the    one you showed everyone else, selene?”

@hyrded    (  . . .  )        mhm . . .     well . . .     I’ve    always    / loved /    a   challenge .    but      you’ll    give   in   eventually  .    they   always  do ,   and    you’re    no    exception  .      [       selene   shrugged   her   shoulders ,    as    if    she    didn’t    have    a    care   in    the   world .    but   deep   down ,    his   words    cut her    like    a    knife .    it    frustrated   her ,   how    he    could    see    right    through    her lies    and    deception .     it   made    her   feel    like     she    had    a   shadow    of   vulnerability ,    of weakness .      the    sharpness    of      her    jaw    clenched    slightly     ,    dark    hues   narrowing   as    she   glowered    at   him .       ]        you    think   you   know   me   ,    do   you   ?   there   is   no   ‘ cloaking ‘    about    it .     this    is    who   I am .   

@-VAMPIRISMS-               an arch of his brow creased as it lifted, the corner of his mouth twisting into a sneer of disapproval. the tension in his posture spoke volumes, the weight of his obligations coiling tighter with every breath. given the circumstances, rurik found himself bound not only to his unrelenting duties but to her. her presence gnawed at his sanity, her voice a relentless         echo in the hollowed corridors of his mind. the very thought of her was a futile exercise in madness, needling at his composure and tainting the fragile semblance of peace he’d managed to carve out. “do you not tire of your incessant chatter, my lady?” he mocked, his voice a low growl as he leaned closer, his words carrying the sharp edge of disdain,       cutting through the air like a blade. with a grunt, he exhaled, the sigh decorating his tone with a veneer of begrudging restraint. “too bad—- i was fucking dragged here.” his gaze burned as it lingered, piercing and cold, yet simmering with restrained ire. “what do you want from me?”

@hyrded   (  . . .  )     who   says   it’s   unwanted   ?     I    rather   like   all   the   attention ,   darling  .     [      the   vampire   demon   hybrid    smirked    teasingly   ,    an   eyebrow   raising    as    she    twirled   a   curl   of   her   raven    hair    around    her   index    finger .   her   hand   soon   dropped   ,    staring   at    him    pointedly .      ]      if   it   / bothers /   you    so   much ,   then   leave   .   I   didn’t   ask    you    to   be   here ,    lurking    around   every   corner .    in   fact ,    it’s getting    rather    / annoying / .   

@-VAMPIRISMS-                   his rigid form tightened, muscles coiling beneath the surface as his brows drew together in a deep frown. his expression, perpetually etched with shadowy intensity, darkened further as he blinked, his gaze fixed on selene with a silence heavy enough to stifle the air between them. “exhausting? perhaps,”         he murmured, his voice sharp yet measured, each word laced with restrained irritation. “but, lest you forget, i don’t make a habit of breaking locks and leaving them damaged.” his tone lingered, the faintest edge of mockery threading through the words before he tilted his head slightly, his gaze narrowing as he studied her. the intensity in his eyes was almost suffocating, his stare unrelenting,        trailing over every subtle shift in her posture, every flicker of emotion that might betray her intent.
            
            “is something bothering you?” he pressed, the question carrying more weight than his tone suggested. he didn’t move, rooted in place as though the act      of simply watching her might unearth the truth. she was here for a reason, of that much he was certain, but her purpose remained frustratingly unclear. the quiet stretched between them, his scrutiny unwavering as he searched for the cracks in her facade, the faintest hint of vulnerability or motive hidden        beneath her composed exterior.

@hyrded     (  . . .  )     you’re   no   fun   at   all   ,   darling .        [       she    folded    her   arms   over   her   chest   dramatically   ,    a   mock   pout   on her    lips   .    but   honestly ,   the   ravenette   was   not   there   to   tease   him .    in   fact ,   she   had   no   plans   to   cross   paths   with   him   at  all   .   but   now   that he   was   here ,   she   just   couldn’t    resist .   ]     it   must   be exhausting   being   in   such   a   / sour /   mood   all   the   time .   maybe   loosening   up   a   little   might   do you   a   little   good .   

     his tone was deadpan,  lacking the warmth she likely craved.  “flesh and blood, sure.  but don’t mistake them for anything more.  they're pawns.  disposable.  their worth—-”    his gaze shifted, briefly scanning the drunken crowd—    “ends the second their usefulness does.”   a pause.    “though, maybe i'm underestimating their entertainment value.  watching them spiral is almost..   poetic.”

@hyrded      (  . . .  )       [     a   bark   of   laughter   left   selene’s    lips   as   she   leaned   back  against   the   wall    ,   twisting   her   daylight   ring   wrapped   around   her   index   finger  ,   the    piece   of   jewellery   that   allowed   her   to   walk   in   the   sun   without   being    burnt .   she   shrugged   her   shoulders   coldly   as   she   observed   the   crowds   of   people   dancing   drunkenly  .    ]      humans   are   food .   if   they   didn’t   exist   ,   I’d   be   dead .   so   I   appreciate   their   purpose   as   flesh   and   blood . . .     [      she   glanced   over   at   him   ,   her   dark   hues   gleaming   mischievously   .    ]   . . .    but     that’s    about   it . 

mind adorned by raged,             eyes shackled with pain and laden was his heart with beats unknown. murmurs tethered and he watched her raged, mirroring her misery,      and a detached void kingdom lay in ruin—her ruin, their ruin—-  and the snap of her anger reverberated, fracturing the brittle boundaries she pressed upon. the reaper hardly flinched as the impact of being slammed echoed through the air,    not an ounce of reaction settling upon the sun-kissed complexion that bore no trace of submission. but he held his rage tight,    an inferno caged within, stretching his skin taut, his jaw clenched   with an unyielding force that bordered on inhuman.            anguish was one thing; hatred another, but the grip on her wrist tightened still, refusing to yield, his silence a sentence in itself—-an unspoken chastisement, devoid of acknowledgment. because in absolution, his anger wasn’t without cause—- even if his actions were leagues beyond her own transgressions, this was the price of temptation.        selene had faltered, pushing rurik too far,     gambling with his restraint. and now, as he loomed over her, a shadow laced with threat, his control teetered on the precipice. he didn’t know how much longer he could hold himself back before everything, including her, was torn apart.

@hyrded     (  . . .  )      [      selene’s    head   tilted   to   the   side  with   intrigue   as   rurik’s   eyes   turned   as black   as   her   raven   hair  .  the   smug   smile   remained   on   her   cherry   red   lips   ,    though   now   there   was   a   hint of   uncertainty   at   the   foreign   words   that    exited   him .    and   then   ,   blinding   white .     she   could   feel   it   ,   the   sharp   pierce   within   her   mind   and   the   shuffling   of   her   memories   ,   her life .   images   flashed   through   her   mind   ,   ones   she    didn’t   even   realise   that   she   had   .    early    memories   ,   when   she   was   human .   but   most   memories   consisted   of   her   years   and   years   in   hell   ,   under   the   grasp   of   lucifer   morningstar .   a   flash   of   fear   crossed    her   expression   as    pain   seered   through   her   once   again ,   as  if   she   was   reliving   it  .        ]      what   did    you    / do /   ?      [      her   fangs    bared   into   a   snarl   as   she   used   her   strength   to   push   his   body    weight   back   .    unable   to   tear   her   wrist   out   of   his   grasp   ,   her   supernatural   speed   pushed   him   against   the   wall   with    her     ,    jaw   clenched .      ]     get    out   of   my head .  

as death, the seer of all things, he became a sole witness to what she hid—-     what selene marinez hid from the world. the connection had been formed, the puzzle piece fit. the reaper returned to earth, from the vast universe, a tranquil pulse like earth’s black hole, and his heart thudded so loudly he could feel the bile rise at the back of his throat.        to force his lungs to work, he held her wrist above her head and away from his nose, nostrils flaring with anger. but he drew her near, jade hues returning to moss green, glinting with a grey ring around his pupil.
                        “reckless,” he seethed, punctuating the word with venom, “so fucking reckless.”
            
                       &&.     TRANSLATION OF  ..    “FILIA HOMINIS” —-     “DAUGHTER OF MAN.”

@hyrded      (  . . .  )     [       there   were   only   a   few   things   that    selene   marinez   feared   in   the   hundreds   of   years   she   had   been   alive  ,   or   rather   ,   undead .   those   were   hell   ,   feeling   vulnerability   ,    and   the   devil   himself   ,   not   that   these   were   things   she   ever   shared   with    anyone .   she   held   a   mask   ,   one    where    she   didn’t   care   about   anything .    one   where   she   didn’t   need    anyone .     but   oh   ,   it   was   the   frustration   of   others   that   fuelled   her   delight .  in   that   way   ,   selene   was   a   cruel   woman  - -   she   did   not   care   if   sires   had   been   at    a   disadvantage   due   to   injury   - -   she   had   won   this   game   and   she   would   revel   in   it .     ]      I’d   prefer  a   trophy .   and   I   guarantee   that  it   will   be   one   of   many .  
            
                  [        though   cocky ,   the   corners   of   her   mouth   curled   up   in   a   hauntingly    beautiful   way  as   he   brought   his   face   closer   to   hers .   her   hues   flashed   ,   her pupils   briefly  turning   gold  while   the  white   sclera   of   her   eyes   changed   to   an   inky   black   - -    a   symbol   of   her   hybridism ,  and   a   truly   terrifying ,   yet   oddly   intriguing   sight .     her   hand   remained   around   his   throat   ,   squeezing  a little   harder   as  a continued   threat   ,   a   low   chuckle   soon   escaping   her .     ]     I   don’t   negotiate   ,   darling   .   I   take   what   I   want   when   I   want   it  .   it   doesn’t   matter   to   me   what   you   want   in    return .   . . .    but   if   you   / must /   know   —   selene   marinez   .   it’s   a   / pleasure /   I’m   sure . 

       THE HEAT IN HER GAZE,       TEASING LIPS CURVED AND FINGERTIPS GLIDING AGAINST HIS CHEEK,      caused his jade hues to narrow at the mirth dancing in her own eyes. the vampire was daring, possessing a keen boldness, and his nostrils flared at the lack of fear she held.             his hands lifted, aware of the way her feminine curves pressed against his—-such a vast contrast between male and female. lightly, he sprawled his large hand at her waist, fingers gripping her concealed curves through the soft material of her clothing.          sires had been wounded the night before, leaving him oddly weak tonight, his stamina faltering, far lower than normal. he had to muster the strength to lift her as he forced himself to sit upright.  
                        “well, as amused as you are, consider yourself lucky. my chances of killing you are low but never zero,”        fighting back a wave of nausea, he settled her onto his lap—-   too medicine-induced to act further, his senses disoriented.          hazy gaze blinking once, he lowered his eyes to hers. then it came; the poised strictness through a gentle squeeze of his grip on her waist.  
                             “should i arrange a medal for you, then, for having your first win against me?    this must be a rare sight for you, no?”    bitterness laced his voice as rurik tilted his head. uncertain of what he was doing, he lowered it further until his nose touched hers.  
                     “a medal only if you give me your name. i don’t want the alias,”       he added, “your full name.”   as if he didn’t already know, a glimmer of his own amusement flickered through his gaze.  

@hyrded     (  . . .  )      oh   ,  I   know .   I    always     do.      [       her   hand   remained    wrapped  around   his   neck   ,    a   devious   glint   in   her    dark   hues   as   she   kept   the   man   pinned   against   the   floor   .  her   eyebrow   rose   as  she   leaned   over   him   ,   a   devilish   expression   on   her    sharp    features .     ]      but     you   know   ,   I’m   almost   disappointed   that   you   didn’t   put   up   that   much   of   a    fight .   and   yet    here   we   are .      [     selene  smirked   tauntingly   as   dragged   the   fingernail   on    her   free   hand   down   his   cheek   .    a   mocking   pout   formed    on   her   lips .   ]    I   reckon   I   could   take   you   down   and   do   my   nails   at the   same  time .

@-VAMPIRISMS-     &.     HELL YEAH,    LET ME DROP FOR HER RN & GIMMIE A SPAM WHEN YOU CAN ON HERE

/    I   GOTTA   BRING   BACK   MY   ROMANIAN QUEEN   !    I’ll   hop   onto   @everfatale_   later !!! 

/ WHERE IS ANASTASIA? I NEED TO SPAM HER