Impossible.

Ah, my darling, how I have missed you.

Fair maiden, @sacrosempiterno.bsky.social.

He will always protect her.

@sacrosempiterno.bsky.social

ㅤㅤ❝𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒖𝒓𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒔.❞

ㅤㅤ ⸻ ❀ 𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐀 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊..
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ↬ #𝗁𝗉𝗋𝗉 ; au
mature themes ; 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾
ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ #𝓞𝑘𝑎𝑚𝑖.

Takes @sacrosempiterno.bsky.social's hand and spins her around before dipping her and placing a kiss to her lips.

"Merry Christmas, my love!"

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝𝑇𝘩𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑠 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑛 𝑎 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑜𝑙𝑓 𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤𝘩𝑜 𝘩𝑎𝑠 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ𝑛𝑜𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑙𝑒𝑓𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒.❞

↬introducing 𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐈𝐑 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊; vicious werewolf, death eater, feral beast with no control.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ↬ #𝗁𝗉𝗋𝗉 ; au canon
ㅤㅤmature themes ; 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾.

— abyss, the last trace of warmth leaving her body, horror gripped his heart. He had entrapped her within his world of darkness—love transformed into a curse more ghastly than any eternity alone.

— but it wasn’t the rapture of returning life. Instead, a deep silence enveloped the room, broken only by the faintest gasp.

In that still moment, Simeon realized with dawning dread that he had not saved her; in his desperation, he had sealed her fate. As he watched her slip into the —

— her lips. She stirred, feeble lashes fluttering, yet the darkness encroached. He feared he would lose her, just as he had lost a sense of his own humanity.

As the first taste of blood touched her tongue, her eyes widened — a mirror reflecting both horror and hope. Suddenly, her breath hitched, —

— his chest as he contemplated an eternity without her. In that moment, love consumed him, blurring the lines between his predatory nature and his yearning soul.

With a trembling hand, he bit into his own wrist, hot crimson pooling in a fragile goblet.

“Drink, my love,” he urged, pressing it to —

— a fear deeper than the thirst driving his kind.

What if she slipped away, lost to him forever?

As he leaned over her, the delicate scent of wilting petals enveloped him.

“I cannot let you die,” he whispered, his voice smooth yet laced with desperation. The weight of years pressed against —

— princess draped in shimmering silks, her ethereal beauty fading like the light of dusk.

On the eve of his final visit, he found her frail form sprawled upon a bed of blossoms. Though life flickered within her, it was but a candle nearly extinguished by a malignant curse. His heart twisted with —

(@sacrosempiterno.bsky.social)

In the moonlit shadows of Eldoria, Simeon, the young vampire, stalked the ivory towers of the elvish realm, his heart tinged with an age-old longing. He had fed on the lives of mortals and creatures alike, yet none had ensnared him like Genevieve, the ailing —

|| Beautiful new layout made by the wonderful @somnusedits.bsky.social to match with @sacrosempiterno.bsky.social. 💜

Thank you lovely.

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The vampire queen.

He did not say she had to trust him but he is telling the truth. He has and will never lie to her.

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@sanguispaladin.bsky.social

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❝True l o v e is something else entirely. It is when the rest of the world goes quiet. It is not eyes that meet, but souls that dance.❞

Geneviève of House Dubois, the elf maiden turned vampire. Loving mother and wife. Mature themes and trigger warnings. Ships with chemistry.

She knows what it means. How does she think he is still around?

They are both vampires.

･ ｡
⸻ ☆

He is dead in a way, just as she is.

She does not need to react like that.

He is very much alive.

Nothing is impossible.

Not a ghost.

ㅤㅤ ㅤ❝𝐵𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑒.❞

↬introducing 𝐒𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐕𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐔; centuries old vampire, long lost brother, thought to be dead, loving husband and father.