CAPTAIN TEAGUE For Calypso !

🪐 — CAPTAIN TEAGUE   for  calypso !

Tia Dalma’s laughter always gave him pause. There was an ominousness to it as if she was amused by a secret joke rather than anything you had said. Teague grunted in response as he walked over to a corner of the shack adorned with colourful bottles filled with what were surely very expensive potions of questionable usefulness. He had never claimed to be above their laws. They simply weren’t his. Still refusing to look at her, Teague picked up a small, rectangular bottle that was half filled with thick crimson liquid. “ Too late for that, then. I’ve already accepted the position. ” The decision still weighed heavily on him. He hadn’t even wanted the bloody thing but with Jack being so young it was the best option. He shrugged as if trying to throw off some of the exhaustion from the past few days, “ someone has to keep the brethren in line. ”

    SHE COULD REMEMBER  when teague had been a young man himself.  but like all men, he had grown up in spite of his best efforts.  responsibility, it seemed, could turn mortals old faster than time alone could.  ❝ &  you believe yourself to be the right person to do such a thing, do you ? ❞  the room is crowded with items, yet she moves to his side without jostling anything, well used to the way her body moves through limited space of her shack.  ❝ you say you wish to be the one who upholds the brethren’s so-called code.  but why ?  is it because you have such trouble following rules yourself — ❞  her fingers pluck the bottle from his hands  &  place it back on the shelf with a soft but decisive tap,  dark eyes glaring pointedly up at him.  ❝  —  & so your solution is to place yourself in a position above them ? ❞  teague is among the most difficult men she has met ( &  she has met more than a few in her time ), but something in the way he avoids her gaze now makes the goddess curious, her head tilting slightly to one side.  ❝ or perhaps you don’t actually want the position at all; don’t tell me that even the fearsome captain teague has now found himself bending to the will of others expectations. ❞ 

🪐 —  @shadowcovcn​  ( BARON AFANAS )  sent a message to carlisle :

"Embrace what you are! You are a killer, Carlisle!"

    THE BOY WAS ALREADY DYING. one well-placed slash of the baron’s claws,  &  he had collapsed to the floor, the sudden blood loss from his severed main artery too great for him to retain consciousness.  the smell is overwhelming, sweetly metallic, a fragrant pool of deep scarlet that spreads out rapidly beneath his crumpled body.  &  it would be so easy to descend upon him  &  drink, to sate the thirst that’s burning in his throat.  he’s as good as gone,  &  it wasn’t as if carlisle had even killed him.  he could drink,  &  still claim innocence.                          but he can see the blue of the boys eyes as they slip back in his head, staring unfocused up at the ceiling.  &  there is something so familiar about their shade that carlisle can’t bring himself do it, even as the baron screams at him to follow the call of his instincts  &  feed.  ❝ i’m not, ❞  he counters, just as defiant, his voice raised  &  blazing with fury.  ❝ you did this, not me.  i am not like you. ❞      there is nothing carlisle can do to for him now, medically speaking  —  he knows that without even examining the wound.  but while he cannot save this boy’s life, perhaps it is not too late to prevent his death.  &  before he pauses to think through his actions, carlisle drops to his knees in the pool of blood, pushing the torn collar  &  curls matted with red back away from his ruined neck.  ❝ &  i’m not going to just stand here  &  watch him die, ❞  he says, his tone determined now.  this boy had been innocent, had he not ?  he did not deserve to die.  &  as carlisle leans down, he feels his fangs extend enough to pierce the skin just below his jaw, biting down hard at the point where he can feel the pulse still faintly thrumming.

🪐 — LASZLO CRAVENSWORTH​  for  nadja !

     NOT ALL CORPSES REANIMATE; SOME SIMPLY WITHER AWAY. Only the strongest of mortals were fit to endure the process. Your will to live is strong, his chest puffed out in pride at the compliment. “ Of course, it is, my dark mistress, ” he said as he needlessly smoothed the front of his nightshirt, now soaked with three days of sweat and sickness. The past few nights had been a blur of nightmarish fever, yet he remembered her clearly. This stranger whom he barely knew had cared for him. Now he was well. More than well, in fact. Despite his exhaustion, there was a sense of renewal. It was as if a thick fog had finally cleared. Sounds were sharper. Colours were brighter. He was reborn.  

     “ I dare say I’ve never felt better. ” He leaned against his elbow as he soaked in her exquisite beauty. She was more beautiful now than she had been when he invited her through his window, if that were possible.  He opened his mouth to address her once more only to realize that he did not know her name- between her fucking him into oblivion and then sucking him dry there really hadn’t been time for pesky introductions. “ What might I call you, my darling. ”

   HIS ETERNAL LIFE  had been bestowed on a whim in the throes of their passion.  &  in truth, nadja hadn’t really thought the man would make it through that first night. she’d certainly made a mess of his throat while taking her pleasure ( though luckily the head had remained attached this time ),  &  she had half expected the blood loss to be insurmountable for his weak mortal heart, the wound too wide to heal before her venom made the changes necessary to keep him alive.  &  yet something within had called upon her to stay  &  watch, needing to know for sure.                             that first night, the wound on his neck had shrunken to a slim puckered line as he lie wracked with fevers  &  sweats, his body purging all traces of mortality. by the second night, nadja had been amazed to see that not a trace of her fangs remained on his throat. yet he lingered in delirium for another night longer.  &  still, she waited.  the change from mortal to undead was not pleasant, she knew from her own experience.  she had been left on her own for hers, forced to hide to learn to survive alone  —  &  for some unknown reason, nadja had found herself unable to leave his side through his, unwilling to condemn this man she barely knew to that same fate.  instead she had remained at his side, though there was little she could do to soothe his discomfort. it was the fourth night that he fell silent for a beat, only to lean up from the bed  &  speak clearly at last, his eyes clear again.       ❝ actually, dark mistress will suffice for now  —  i quite like the sound of that, ❞  she all but purrs her response.  though her heart has not beaten in centuries, nadja is certain that were it able to, it would be fluttering madly at the note of sincerity in his voice.  &  moving so quickly that mortal eyes would perceive her only in a blur, nadja crosses to the man’s bedside.  though the putrid smell of sick still clings to his sweaty clothes, beneath that there is no warm  &  tempting scent of living blood.  &  a hand extends to tilt his chin up  &  tuck two fingers just beneath, checking for any whisper of a pulse.  but it’s still, his heart as silent as her own.  he is finally dead.  ❝ &  you, my great  &  powerful bull ?  what is your name ? ❞

— Tathève Simonyan, Colourless Musings

[text ID: In my corner of the world, killing is a love language.]

a non-exhaustive animals that nadja calls laszlo @shadowcovcn​ as pet names, depending on the mood  &  situation :

- bear - bull - lion - tiger - rhinoceros - buffalo - stallion - dragon - ostrich - gorilla - monkey ( distinct class from gorilla ) - armadillo

our flag means death starters

❝ you ever feel trapped, that you’re just treading water, waiting to drown? ❞   ❝ all the revenge, and rage, and anger…it ages you. ❞   ❝ there’s always an escape. ❞   ❝ weeks we’ve been out here with nothing to show for it. ❞   ❝ if you wanted…i could be your family. ❞   ❝ that was a close call, wasn’t it? ❞   ❝ yeah, i’ve heard of you. i’ve heard all about you. ❞   ❝ to think of the ridiculous rumor going around about you. ❞   ❝ what’s on your mind? everything good? ❞   ❝ you almost got us killed. ❞   ❝ i actually thought you were kind of mad at me, if i’m honest. ❞   ❝ no, that’s the worst thing you could do. ❞   ❝ what makes me happy…is you. ❞   ❝ do you know how hard it is to drive a sword through someone’s skull? ❞   ❝ did you hear that? we’re under attack. ❞   ❝ one day, all this will be yours. ❞   ❝ now sheath our swords and sharpen our knives. ❞   ❝ that’s not…is that true? ❞   ❝ this, whatever it is that you’ve become…is a fate worse than death. ❞   ❝ that’s funny. i haven’t heard much about you. ❞   ❝ i, um…i missed you. ❞   ❝ unhand me or bleed. ❞   ❝ chose your next words wisely. ❞   ❝ the point is to rest our bodies…as well as our minds. ❞   ❝ you’re a child with a toy. ❞   ❝ how does one…move past such a thing? ❞   ❝ until you resolve this guilt, you’ll continue to be haunted. ❞   ❝ i wouldn’t take it personal. it’s just that they don’t like you. ❞   ❝ surrender. you have no chance of escape. ❞   ❝ i’ve seen death. i’ve seen the cause of death. it changes you forever. ❞   ❝ this is who i am. can you see me now? you were always gonna realize what i am. ❞   ❝ some men are not built for adventure. some men should concern themselves with gentler things. ❞   ❝ sometime’s a quick death’s the best way to end a bad conversation. ❞   ❝ the only good leaders are the ones that hate being leaders. ❞   ❝ stand down now. you’re in over your head. ❞   ❝ here it is. the spoils of battle. ❞   ❝ whatever you’re going through right now, it’s none of my business. ❞   ❝ the best secret keepers are corpses. ❞   ❝ have you killed anyone recently? ❞   ❝ i understand what it’s like to live in disguise. ❞   ❝ you’re not a ghost, are you? ❞   ❝ you know, i actually thought you’d be dead by now. ❞   ❝ maybe, in your next life, you’ll be a little less nosey, huh? ❞   ❝ ahhh. you’re in love. ❞ ❝ i don’t fit here anymore, do i? ❞   ❝ what are you doing? someone’s going to see you. ❞   ❝ they put a price on your head, remember? ❞       ❝ when you kill, you die as well. ❞ ❝ why’re you hiding your face? ❞   ❝ looks like we’re gonna live after all. for a little while longer, at least. ❞       ❝ i didn’t know this place was haunted. ❞   ❝ it’s always the quiet ones. ❞   ❝ we just can’t seem to stop hurting each other, can we? ❞   ❝ we’re friends. friends tell each other these kind of things. ❞   ❝ i can’t believe you made me do this. ❞   ❝ turn your enemy’s worst fear against them, you’ll own them. ❞   ❝ i will not be trifled with, so don’t even think about trifling me. ❞   ❝ still a coward. pathetic. ❞   ❝ listen. i-i thought i was going to lose you. ❞   ❝ you seem to know everything about everything in the whole fucking world. ❞   ❝ here it is. high society in all its grotesque glory. ❞   ❝ i couldn’t help but notice that they got under your skin. ❞   ❝ all their blood’s going to be on your hands. ❞   ❝ what’s happening? am i dead? ❞   ❝ all i’ve been doing is thinking. and drinking. thinking and drinking. ❞   ❝ i just wasn’t built for sitting idle. ❞   ❝ i’m not a good person. ❞   ❝ you’re not a human. you’re a monster. a plague. ❞   ❝ you know what your problem is? you have no idea how to relax. ❞   ❝ sometimes, i think i…i’ve heard you crying. ❞   ❝ we don’t do it because we like it. we do it because we don’t have any other choice. ❞ ❝ it’s not that you deserve it or that you’ve earned it…lord knows you haven’t done that. ❞   ❝ some of us won’t be coming back. others may be wounded. ❞   ❝ look at that. you wear fine things well. ❞   ❝ maybe we can just…get away? start over. reset. ❞   ❝ at some point in a man’s life, he has to face the music. ❞   ❝ do you mind if i sleep in here tonight? ❞   ❝ well, this has been quite a blast, but i’m sure you’re busy with all your things. ❞   ❝ these are my people. i’ll deal with it. ❞   ❝ what’s the scariest thing you’ve ever seen? ❞   ❝ you have any idea who i am? ❞   ❝ you were not raised to kneel, or to turn the other cheek. ❞   ❝ we’re in the middle of nowhere. no one’s gonna recognize you. ❞   ❝ i thought i’d have a cooler death than this. ❞   ❝ we’re gonna have fun today, and that’s an order. ❞   ❝ you can be a real bummer sometimes, you know that? ❞   ❝ i’m gonna try and undo some of the damage from that interaction. ❞   ❝ we are to be lighthouses for each other, remember? ❞   ❝ when you cut lose, you really cut lose. ❞   ❝ this is how you die. ❞   ❝ how does it feel to be in love? ❞   ❝ uh, no. i didn’t hear anything. ❞