I am so tired of painting feet. And I don't mean that in just a general sense; I mean the focus is on the foot. The perspective challenge doesn't bother me but I've just painted so many feet.
I used to think my tastes could be considered questionable and I suppose this is a common enough fetish but it's not for me.
I used to think my tastes could be considered questionable and I suppose this is a common enough fetish but it's not for me.
sometimes when i try to put it in my mouth my fangs get in the way
Hey, you going to be over pretty often?
I imagine you're awake, but if not, ignore this.
If you are, come outside. I can't sleep, and I could use some company.
If you are, come outside. I can't sleep, and I could use some company.
[A sudden pounding knock sounded against his door early in the evening. On the other side of the door was a noticeably pissed off Rip. Whatever she was mad about, she didn't want to talk about it. She just wanted to tear something apart.
With that destructive desire in mind, who better than a certain vampire king to go to? Especially one she knew would probably welcome the pain she was desperate to cause someone.]
Open up!
With that destructive desire in mind, who better than a certain vampire king to go to? Especially one she knew would probably welcome the pain she was desperate to cause someone.]
Open up!
[Coffee shops and the like aren't Makoto's usual go to, but it seems like a thing here so she's going to check it out. In she goes, walking right up to the counter, then pausing shortly after...because she has absolutely no idea what to even order off this menu. Blinking, and grateful that there's nobody in line behind her, the tall girl turns to the man behind the counter, fully expecting to be looking him right in the eye. Surprised that she's not registers a heartbeat later so she's not staring at his chest for long...but there's an obvious stutter as she looks up at the barista.]
Ah...hey, wow you are tall! So...this is going to sound strange but I've never been to a shop like this. What even is an espresso? And would you recommend that, or one of the teas?
Ah...hey, wow you are tall! So...this is going to sound strange but I've never been to a shop like this. What even is an espresso? And would you recommend that, or one of the teas?
It's only been a day or so since they've been back. Only a few days and already he knows that the fort has set him back nearly twenty years of recovery. Once more, he can't sleep for when he closes his eyes, he sees what he's done. He sees it and he's reminded that he didn't hate it. He'd even enjoyed it, which is somewhat worse than the ghosts and the bloody nightmares.
He can't numb it with anything so he can only seek out his secondary drug of choice. Being useful. Helping his friends. Which is why he shows up at Alucard's door the third morning in, utterly unaware of the sort of horrors that might be waiting behind that door.
He's just checking on him. Seeing if his friend is back yet. Making sure he's okay. So whatever is behind that door is going to get a proper knock on the door. It screams butler, as does the smooth cockney through the door. "Don't know if you're in or not yet, mate. Haven't seen hide nor hair of you since...then. Worried for you, is all. Going to let meself in. Give the place a bit of a tidy, so when you come back, you won't have to come back to the same mess I did."
He can't numb it with anything so he can only seek out his secondary drug of choice. Being useful. Helping his friends. Which is why he shows up at Alucard's door the third morning in, utterly unaware of the sort of horrors that might be waiting behind that door.
He's just checking on him. Seeing if his friend is back yet. Making sure he's okay. So whatever is behind that door is going to get a proper knock on the door. It screams butler, as does the smooth cockney through the door. "Don't know if you're in or not yet, mate. Haven't seen hide nor hair of you since...then. Worried for you, is all. Going to let meself in. Give the place a bit of a tidy, so when you come back, you won't have to come back to the same mess I did."
what is time, we just dont know, sometime in early march
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[She goes to him, not because she's compelled to or because she needs to, but because it seems like a good idea to keep in touch with her sire. Besides: she likes Alucard. She hasn't figured him out entirely just yet, but she likes him. She wants to understand him more.
Besides: she has a few things she wants to talk about, now that she's got a few weeks under her belt.
So she knocks sharply at his door, her back arched and her eyes bright red, her tongue absently running over one of her fangs as she does.]
Besides: she has a few things she wants to talk about, now that she's got a few weeks under her belt.
So she knocks sharply at his door, her back arched and her eyes bright red, her tongue absently running over one of her fangs as she does.]
[One harrowing bus ride later, Rip's not caring that she's bleeding and holding her own shirt to her chest as she rapidly knocks on Alucard's apartment door. She really, REALLY hoped he was home because Rip didn't know anywhere else safe to go.]
[If anyone were to write a manual on having a nemesis, 'comforting them when they're sad' probably wouldn't be in it. But here Anderson is, standing outside Alucard's apartment door with that exact intention. He idles there a while, sighing to himself, cursing his own idiocy, and then knocks.
Maybe Alucard doesn't want a visitor, maybe he'll just be asked to leave. But he's doing this anyway, like the fool that he is.]
Maybe Alucard doesn't want a visitor, maybe he'll just be asked to leave. But he's doing this anyway, like the fool that he is.]
[Have the loudest message you have ever received, Alucard.]
FLIRTING!?
[This is it, the whole message. Enjoy.]
FLIRTING!?
[This is it, the whole message. Enjoy.]
[Forward-dated to their third day at the hotel, prior to his being de-aged and after their interesting night in the hallway.]
If one more vampire, personification of sin, demon, or what have you asks me about my vows, I'm going to kill them. I feel it's only fair to let you know, seeing as this may reflect poorly on you.
In relation to that, Rafaello now has intimate knowledge of my bayonets. And I turned Jonathan Reid's bath water into holy water while he was in it, though that was an entirely unrelated event. You may receive some complaints.
[Clearly you can't let this man be alone for five minutes.]
If one more vampire, personification of sin, demon, or what have you asks me about my vows, I'm going to kill them. I feel it's only fair to let you know, seeing as this may reflect poorly on you.
In relation to that, Rafaello now has intimate knowledge of my bayonets. And I turned Jonathan Reid's bath water into holy water while he was in it, though that was an entirely unrelated event. You may receive some complaints.
[Clearly you can't let this man be alone for five minutes.]
[Alfred, as usual, lets himself in to Alucard's place. He's only sort of focused on his usual task. The vampire really should have put his foot down on the butler just coming in whenever and ironing or cleaning.
And perhaps it's the faintest barely there blood stains that catch his attention. He's been trying not to pressure Alucard. He's been trying not to bring it up again. No means no. But it's been on his mind since the charity gala. Since he watched Rafa bite William.
He knows he should leave it be. But he still ends up brushing the side of his neck thinking about it.] can't ask again. Probably just should ask if they do it at that cafe.
And perhaps it's the faintest barely there blood stains that catch his attention. He's been trying not to pressure Alucard. He's been trying not to bring it up again. No means no. But it's been on his mind since the charity gala. Since he watched Rafa bite William.
He knows he should leave it be. But he still ends up brushing the side of his neck thinking about it.] can't ask again. Probably just should ask if they do it at that cafe.
are you going to leave me too
guess what
[The last time she said that she told him she had cocoon babies.]
i have a boyfriend
[The last time she said that she told him she had cocoon babies.]
i have a boyfriend
[It's been quiet in Alucard's apartment. Unusually so, considering its current occupants. Neither man has ventured out of their designated room for more than the necessities, and when they are forced to leave their hovels, they don't exchange words, nor eye contact. When not working on uncovering the identity of those responsible for trackers, Anderson has been taking double shifts at work just to avoid the dead silence - save for Baskerville's whining, who seems to have sensed the tension in the apartment.
But it's been four days since the incident, and Anderson knows the silence can't persist. And Anderson knows he has to break it, since it was the escalation of his... proprietorial nature that caused this rift. Regardless of what influences were guiding him at the time, it doesn't change the fact Alucard was detained, humiliated, and forced into a permanent contract by him, and he has to do something to make up for that; especially now, after putting it off for so many days. Too many days.
It's late in the evening when he finally decides to knock on Alucard's bedroom door, pausing a moment - long enough for Alucard to prepare for his presence - before pressing it open and standing in the doorway.]
I have something to say to you.
But it's been four days since the incident, and Anderson knows the silence can't persist. And Anderson knows he has to break it, since it was the escalation of his... proprietorial nature that caused this rift. Regardless of what influences were guiding him at the time, it doesn't change the fact Alucard was detained, humiliated, and forced into a permanent contract by him, and he has to do something to make up for that; especially now, after putting it off for so many days. Too many days.
It's late in the evening when he finally decides to knock on Alucard's bedroom door, pausing a moment - long enough for Alucard to prepare for his presence - before pressing it open and standing in the doorway.]
I have something to say to you.
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[Something happened..Rip could feel him from her bookstore and it set her on edge.. and made her curious at the same time.]
Vat just happened?
[Seriously. Someone clue her in on what the hell is going on.]
Vat just happened?
[Seriously. Someone clue her in on what the hell is going on.]
[During this conversation.
While Alucard's in the middle of typing, Anderson just drops down beside him, grabs his chin, and plants a kiss on Alucard's lips. Meanwhile, a hand wanders to Alucard's thigh, thumb grazing his crotch. Feel free to continue writing, though.]
While Alucard's in the middle of typing, Anderson just drops down beside him, grabs his chin, and plants a kiss on Alucard's lips. Meanwhile, a hand wanders to Alucard's thigh, thumb grazing his crotch. Feel free to continue writing, though.]
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