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So, I left tumblr a long time but came back. Hope we can rp someday(?) Have a wonderful day. (Sorry for my english, not my first language)

// We can rp when ever you like ;)

"Master...?" she asked poking her head in his room, her boredom leading her to his door after all as well as curiosity, a need to know the answer to her question of before. "Can I come in?"

count-alucard-tepes:

The Count laid upon the bed that he hardly ever used but requested for it nevertheless. He glanced over at the door and sighed a little, “…yes…you may”, he murmured, pinching the bridge of his nose, “…what is it this time, police girl?”.

He listened to her words and knew exactly what she meant. He sighed a little and sat up, “…police girl, I’ve had relationships with my fledglings and yes, they were lovely…however, that does not mean I wish to venture such with you”, he said gently, “…our relationship, the way it is, is more than enough for me…trust me, dear…I’m not good enough for you”.

The Count was used to his solitude, the way his unlife currently was, the thought of having her as anymore was daunting. He had given up on relationships ages ago, it was just too much.

"Master...?" she asked poking her head in his room, her boredom leading her to his door after all as well as curiosity, a need to know the answer to her question of before. "Can I come in?"

prouddraculina:

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prouddraculina:

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The Count laid upon the bed that he hardly ever used but requested for it nevertheless. He glanced over at the door and sighed a little, “…yes…you may”, he murmured, pinching the bridge of his nose, “…what is it this time, police girl?”.

There was no smile on her face as there would usually be when granted permission to enter his chambers and she blushed seeing where he was, but didn’t falter as she walked in and closed the door behind her and walked up to him, her red eyes cast to the floor.

"Master…do you.." she started then sighed, she didn’t know whether she wanted to hear the answer to this question or not..but it was better to know than to wonder and drive herself mad with it…right? So she lifted her eyes to his. "D-Do you…hate me..?" she asked, the last part a whisper.

A chuckle escaped the lips of the elder vampire as he turned his vision to the ceiling, “I have no reason to hate you, my dear…”, he replied calmly as he slipped off his gloves, “…you may not be my favourite person in the world but that does not mean that I hate you”.

She breathed a sigh of relief when hearing his answer, a long crack in her heart healing itself slowly then his last statement stopped the healing, but the crack didn’t get any bigger thankfully. She was thankful he at least didn’t hate her, maybe she could fix the fact that he didn’t like her that well too.

"Is there anything I can do…to make you like me a little more..?" she asked she wouldn’t try for his love, she just wasn’t that lucky and knew it, but maybe she could at least make him see something in her. An ally, a friend…something. “Because unlike the others, I don’t plan on leaving you..” she added, referring to other fledglings.

“Times are different now, Seras, if you wish to leave me, I will not be bitter…”, he said as gently as he could, “…my fledglings…my brides were killed, they never leave me…they were taken away”. The memory of his beloveds’ being taken away saddened him greatly, it was as if he relived the moment.
…my mind has seized on you and can think of nothing else.
The Piano (1993) dir. by Jane Campion (via ha-n)
"Master...?" she asked poking her head in his room, her boredom leading her to his door after all as well as curiosity, a need to know the answer to her question of before. "Can I come in?"

prouddraculina:

count-alucard-tepes:

The Count laid upon the bed that he hardly ever used but requested for it nevertheless. He glanced over at the door and sighed a little, “…yes…you may”, he murmured, pinching the bridge of his nose, “…what is it this time, police girl?”.

There was no smile on her face as there would usually be when granted permission to enter his chambers and she blushed seeing where he was, but didn’t falter as she walked in and closed the door behind her and walked up to him, her red eyes cast to the floor.

"Master…do you.." she started then sighed, she didn’t know whether she wanted to hear the answer to this question or not..but it was better to know than to wonder and drive herself mad with it…right? So she lifted her eyes to his. "D-Do you…hate me..?" she asked, the last part a whisper.

A chuckle escaped the lips of the elder vampire as he turned his vision to the ceiling, “I have no reason to hate you, my dear…”, he replied calmly as he slipped off his gloves, “…you may not be my favourite person in the world but that does not mean that I hate you”.
Vanilla.

The Count smiled at the familiar scent, “…vanilla…it reminds me of my second wife, Illona…her clothes were always laced with it even from the very first day we met…”, he murmured, smiling sadly, “…she was such a strong woman, an inspiration…and the mother of my sons…”.a

"Master...?" she asked poking her head in his room, her boredom leading her to his door after all as well as curiosity, a need to know the answer to her question of before. "Can I come in?"

The Count laid upon the bed that he hardly ever used but requested for it nevertheless. He glanced over at the door and sighed a little, “…yes…you may”, he murmured, pinching the bridge of his nose, “…what is it this time, police girl?”.

Thanks for the follow back! (*´ω`*)

// pleasure;) rp when ever you like! Mwah

Since memories triggered by scent are the strongest…

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Send my muse a scent and see how they’ll react to it.

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everything you love is here

hisandherquotes:

everything you love is here