#vampyre
out in the garden there’s half of a heaven
credit :: @nonalimmen
smell like the devil but you feel like the lord
but nothing is better sometimes
the ideal woman
i’ll watch them unravel you
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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
Descent - A Lord Ren Drabble
Having just escaped her captors, Rey had blindly bolted off into the forest when she stumbled and found herself tumbling down a steep ravine. The free fall seemed to have gone on for a long time, with everything moving in slow motion. When she finally came to a stop her body was reeling with dizziness and nausea.
Had she hit her head? She lie there for a moment in the snow, willing her head to stop spinning. Her breathing was hard and she tried to slow it and catch her breath.
It was then that she heard the growl.
Her eyes snapped open and she struggled to sit up. Her vision was blurred. A dark figure, loomed over her. It seemed to be a large animal of some sort.
Heat radiated from it. She scrambled back and desperately tried to make out the figure that seemed to dwarf her size, but to no avail. It was then that she heard the voice.
“Don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you. I could never hurt you.”
The voice seemed like it was inside her own head. How could that be? She must really have hit her head hard.
“Hello?” She whispered.
Her voice sounded much farther away and smaller than it should have.
“Yes little one, I am here. Did those men hurt you?”
“Uh they tried, but I got away..”
She didn’t finish her sentence because she could sense the rage emanating from the dark form. It’s body trembled as he took in a few heaving breaths.
“Wait here.”
She felt the form leave her. It sounded like he was running away from her. She heard screams in the distance as she shivered in the snow, still unable to see properly.
A short while later, the figure returned, but it seemed different, more like a man.
“Are you there?” she asked warily
“Yes, little one. I have returned. Those men won’t harm you again. Come, let us get you home.”
Somehow his presence soothed her. Home?
She had no home.
“I uh..”
As if reading her mind, he responded to her thoughts.
“I am Lord Ren. You are welcome to stay with me here. This is my home. It is where you belong.”
The authority in his voice left no doubt as to the truth of this statement.
He gathered her up in his arms and covered her with a heavy fur-lined cloak as he carried her to his carriage.
Her thoughts were tumultuous, she was afraid and in shock. This would not do. There would be time to ease her mind later.
She was here, that was all that mattered. He had waited an eternity for her, this beautiful vision from his dreams, his one and only true mate.
Right now she needed to sleep and heal.
He waved his hand over her face.
“Sleep.”
Rey’s body relaxed as she fell into a deep sleep.
A few hours later Rey floated in between sleep and waking. She felt so safe. She sensed that she was moving, riding in a carriage.
A warm cloak surrounded her and a heavy arm held her. She could feel the rise and fall of his chest and the warmth radiating from his body.
He smelled good, like the forest and spices and home. She never wanted to leave here. This was home.
What a beautiful dream…..she thought. I never want to wake up. I could stay here forever.
A chuckle rumbled underneath her head as Lord Kylo Ren heard that thought.
“Indeed you shall little one, indeed you shall…forever.”
Reblogging because my brain won’t let me not write this fanfic to completion…
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