#vampirecore
TW: blood
This is just the beginning, it isn’t an end
This isn’t a funeral, more of a christening
There’s no need to wear black
This is just what I came here for
And the war has begun
I’m creating my dynasty
The dark side of the sun
Life after life, you won’t need flowers on your grave
You won’t need prayers, you have no mortal soul to save
No one should mourn, no one should ever shed a tear
The reward I am offering, shines brighter than gold
Life after life
You are only the spirit, the first of my kind
It’s a matter of time before London belongs to us
Every night someone new, every victim a midnight feast
They will fall one by one and our empire will quickly grow
The dark side of the sun
Life after life, this is the prize I give to you
Find your new world and see what damage you can do
Together we will prowl these quiet moonlit streets
Choose our prey carefully and let it begin
Life after life
Go and quench your new thirst, drink the blood of the innocent
Those who are without sin, taste the sweetest of all
Life after life
You
(I)
Won’t need flowers on your
(My)
Grave
You
(I)
Won’t need prayers
You
(I)
Have no mortal soul to save
Together we will prowl these quiet moonlit streets
Choose our prey carefully and let it begin
Life after life, after life, after life, after life
After life, after life, after life, after life
After life
{ it’s from the dracula musical }
fangs.
Fuck love
<3
Wishing I could get more tattoos ;((
Eat Blood? Yea that mean Ur a Dracula
OR.
Those Feratu….
keep pulling the wire around my neck,
tighterandtighterandtighter.
make me into your pretty little trophy,
a one of a kind collectable monster.
i want you marked with my blood,
a kind of bond that won’t set us free.
i won’t stop until your skin is all mine,
but tell me when it hurts, tell me if it hurts.
stop acting like you hateme,
you’remakingafool of yourself.
i wish you would just come clean,
im bored of the same old thing.
everything is doomed to burst apart
and nothing goes right anymore.
if i accept my defeat and return to you,
would you turn towards me, oraway?
look me in the fucking face;
tell me what you want out of me.
this stupid cat and mouse game of yours,
i don’t want to play it anymore.
the future doesn’t matter,
I’ll give it up for you.
I’ll end up in the fire,
a stake through my heart,
burning with you.
if this feeling doesnt stop,
i feel as if I’ll cease to exist.
it hurts it hurts it hurts.
I love the idea that any human that gets close enough to a vampire, behind the alluring musk and perfumes, can smell this unerlying scent of metal and death that, on a deeply instinctual and primitive level, puts the fear of god into them.
A sapphic vampire show with angst and slowburn, created by V.E Schwab coming out during the fruity month??????
shirts
we could be gods.
try and hurt me, see if i care..
dear prudence, greet the brand new day
smell like the devil but you feel like the lord
but nothing is better sometimes
i was a fallen angel, who wandered on the moors, writing poetry on the wind and on the nights of the red moon, i played violin til she fell asleep..
the ideal woman
i’ll watch them unravel you
credit : @nonalimmen
porcelain corsets
Remain an enigma, talk less about yourself. In social situations, make it a game, even if you are a rather social person, to shroud yourself in mystery. If others show interest in you, answer vaguely. Disappear at specific times. Reveal little of your background. When you do speak, speak in riddles or quotes. That isn’t to say you should never speak up in class or in debates, have opinions and remain socially active; however, keep people guessing a lot of the time, and, if you’re really into it, only speak when spoken to.
what a man
chapters on romance are falling apart..
it’s easy to pretend, it’s easy to believe..
art by Robin Isley
gorgeous art by kebba sanneh
girls r so pretty hhhhhhh….
I looked at this pic and immediately thought of this poem by John Keats
The Kiss,Antonio Ambrogio Alciati
