King of vampires, ruler of Transylvania. Scourge of Belmonts, Harkers, and Ottoman armies. #HorrorRP #BlueSkyRP #DraculaRP #CastlevaniaRP #MDNI
Dracula
Feel the fury closing in
All resistance wearing thin
Nowhere to run from all of this havoc
Nowhere to hide from all of this madness
"My name sounds like a sin on your lips... Say it again~"
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@bloodredomen.bsky.social
There was a small blood red vase left on her doorstep filled with spider lilies and a black rose in the center.
A note written on parchment in heavy scripted font was attached by a red satin ribbon.
“It is time we became better allies.”
- D.
@succhiasangue.bsky.social She was different than those of his kind he came across in passing.
As he fixed his gaze upon her, he let it linger. And with it, he projected a silent question into her mind.
“Who made you?”
Country-raised. Faith-rooted. Genius with a sharp tongue and a soft heart—but don’t mistake her fire for a flicker.
The only daughter of eight kids to John and Síomhaith. She can rope a steer, field-strip a rifle, and pray over her enemies (even if she’d rather throat-punch them).
#CountryFire
Magic bound before her first breath.
Name erased. Bloodline hunted.
She didn’t beg to survive—she bit down and did.
Quiet doesn’t mean tame.
She remembers in fragments and fights on instinct.
Legacy burns beneath her skin.
Still standing. Still dangerous.
#Threadbound
