Posts by negative creep.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: black; font-size: 10px;]☠ nice to meet you guys. c: and no i'm not new to the site, but i'm new to this account. overall i've been on this site for like four and a half years ugh.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: black; font-size: 10px;]☠ tracking and bookmarking. this is perfect. <3

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: black; font-size: 10px;]☠ so i've been on another site recently and i came across a style of roleplaying that sounds really interesting and i really wanna try it out. it's called 'snapshot' roleplaying.

the basic gist of it is that we each figure out a series of prompts. we then roleplay out those prompts with our own sets of canon and/or oc characters. we can set a certain amount of time to roleplay each prompt (such as let's roleplay the prompt "left behind" for five pages before we switch to the next one) or we can just roleplay that prompt out until we get tired of it. it doesn't matter to me. c: i was also planning on using either canon characters from a show/book/video game/whatever or our own oc's. depending on your preference, we can either use a whole host of different canon characters and oc's, just a host of different canon character or just a host of different oc's, or we can stick with one canon pair or one oc pair for all the prompts. again, that doesn't matter to me. (:

↳guidelines,
1 ) i can write upwards of 350+ words unless we're in a dialogue-heavy scene. i don't care how much you reply with as long as it's at least a decent-sized paragraph and you give me something to reply off of. do not feel pressured to match me if you don't feel like it.
2 ) there are pretty prevalent themes of intimacy, violence, self-harm/depression, swearing, psychological disturbance, and the like in my threads. it'd be very wise to be ok with that as it gives more creative expression with all the different prompt ideas. since i am not entirely sure what this site's policy is on that sort of thing, i am willing to take it offsite for some parts as well. i also do not mind incest or very large age gaps.
3 ) i roleplay all gender pairings with a preference for mxm and fxf. please don't let that scare you away if you want a hetero pairing, though. <3
4 ) HELP ME PLOT. PLEASE. don't make me plot out all these all by myself.

*if you want to use oc's and not use canon characters, ignore the below list unless you want to check it out anyway!
↳canons,
1 ) harry potter.
--literally any canon pairing you can think of besides anything founder era. give me the odd pairings like zacharias smith and blaise zabini, or give me dramione, or snarry, or whatever the hell you want.
2 ) the last of us.
--looking for joel x ellie or ellie x riley. PLEASE.
3 ) kingdom hearts.
--please. just please. literally any canon pairing ever. i just want a kh roleplay so bad hng. ;-;
4 ) marvel.
-- i've only watched the avengers so if you plan on centering any prompt around any canon marvel movie, i'm going to be pretty rusty. but i would love a thorki, frostiron, steve x tony, or any pairing with bruce or loki in it really.
5 ) black butler.
--looking mainly for a sebastian x ciel or an alois x ciel. haven't watched the second season.
6 ) avatar: the last airbender.
--pretty open for mostly anything here, but i'm itching to play either zuko or katara right now. so bonus points and my eternal love if you suggest a pairing where i can play either of those two. c:
7 ) ouran high school host club.
--hikaru x kaoru. PLEASE. or anything where i can play kyouya works too.
8 ) disney/pixar movies.
--way too many pairings to list but i am SO OPEN TO THIS RN. even if it's the lion king or any movies with animals or talking inanimate objects like in beauty and the beast. literally anything. go wild!
9 ) naruto.
--mainly looking for sasunaru on this one, but i am open to other pairings.
10 ) vampire knight.
--kaname x zero PLEASE. or takuma x senri, aido x kaname, aido x zero, akatsuki x aido, zero x ichiru.
11 ) actors/actresses.
--i am DYING to play either chloe grace moretz or tom hiddleston right now. it would be a dream to put either of them up against another actor/actress, another character from a series, or ugh ANYTHING.
12 ) bands.
--any mix and mash up of pairings from bands like mcr, bvb, atl, ptv, sws, etc. especially looking for frerard or any pairing where i can play andy biersack.
13 ) supernatural.
--only really destiel or wincest at this point. not too familiar with the show, but willing to give it a shot if you want to center prompts around the actual show.
14) youtubers.
--i'm only looking for phan, onision x shane dawson, or any where i could play either onision or shane. really really craving right now.

please pm me or post below if interested! make SURE to let me know if your ok with more mature topics and what i should and shouldn't tone down on. thank you! <3

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: black; font-size: 10px;]☠ i know i already commented before on your other post but i read this and i kind of feel really sad for you. ;/ i agree with your reasoning behind why you had this vision, and i think that's a really plausible explanation. however, i don't believe it's any sort of 'punishment'. you mind may trick you into thinking it is, but it's not. thinking about something that creates such an emotional response or has the capability to impact your life greatly can give you out of body experiences or vivid thoughts/hallucinations/what have you. i just don't want you thinking this is necessarily a 'bad' thing...i mean vividly seeing your death isn't good, but i think it's just the weight of anxiety and thinking a lot about it that caused it.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: black; font-size: 10px;]☠ thank you for this so much. <3 it really does help hearing people say this, even if others may label it as 'cliche' or something. nice to see something positive in this board too. (:

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: black; font-size: 10px;]1. “i needed a drink of water after my shower but i forgot that i opened the blinds to my balcony and you just saw me walk into my kitchen naked.” ( reply 1 to ? )
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: black; font-size: 10px;]☠ the ride home on the subway was even more annoying than usual, and that did nothing to improve micheal's mood. being twenty-five and stuck behind a desk all day was not how he'd envisioned his life to end up like. he always figured he'd get out of college after getting a degree in something fun and interesting, and he'd be making money left and right and traveling the world and learning new things and having the time of his life.

however, this was reality. and his reality was being an accountant with a sh.itty apartment and barely making enough to pay rent.

it didn't help anything that he'd gotten hot coffee spilled on him the second he squeezed his way through the subway doors in an effort to get to an empty seat near the back. the woman he did it had been rude as hell, yelling at him to watch where he was going and saying the coffee stain wasn't even noticeable on his tan overcoat when he called her out on it. it had taken every ounce of patience in his small, impatient little body to resist from insulting her and probably starting a huge train fight. close your eyes and take a deep breath. count to ten. it was what his anger management coach taught him to do whenever he was really pissed off or stressed. no matter how cliche it sounded, it actually worked.

the second michael entered his apartment, the coat came off, the tv went on, and the vodka came out. he was off the rest of the weekend (thank god for company functions only senior workers had to attend booking out the building) so he didn't have to worry about cleaning the coat right this second or dealing with the effects of a light hangover (which still sucked, light or not) the next morning at work. crunching numbers all day and dealing with dicks on the subway was the perfect excuse to break out the alcohol.

flopping down on the couch, he flung his arm up over the side and drank straight from the bottle, his lips twisting at the corners from the bitter taste of straight vodka. he was used to it, though, so it didn't bother him too much. he scrolled trough the channels on the television, looking to just find a good show on and kick back and relax the rest of the night. of course, that wasn't going to happen. not when he happened to glance out his window and see an extremely hot male specimen sauntering past his balcony across in the other complex...in nothing but a towel.

his heart skipped a beat and he almost dropped the bottle of vodka. maybe a bit of an extreme reaction, but hey, he hadn't gotten a good peek at a male body, especially a hot one, in years. he'd been too busy to hook up or anything along the lines of that. so seeing a perfectly beautiful male slip past the window in a loose-hanging towel made his cheeks heat up and forced himself to pull his eyes away. for a second or two, at least, until the man came wandering back the way he came.

of course, he had to go put clothes on. better yet, come and close the curtains. michael tried to be conspicuous and look back at the tv, taking another tentative sip of his bottle, before glancing back and realizing the guy was looking straight at him with a knowing little smirk on his face. dammit. michael sighed, trying to hide a little smile of his own, as he set his bottle down and came up to the window. unlatching it and flinging it open, he leaned out and motioned for him to come out onto his balcony.

"i promise i wasn't intentionally sneaking a peek," he grinned as he said it, lightheartedly chuckling as he did.

` it's fiiiiine. c: oh i'm sooooo sure you did xP `

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: black; font-size: 10px;]☠ hey there riot! you can call me creep, creepy, well whatever you want i don't care. cx i'm perfectly fine with mature themes, including sexual stuff. i really don't know what this site's stance is on full-out smut or anything, but i'm pretty much ok with it all. i also can give a pretty meaty intro most of the time, and at least two paragraphs in response. i'll only go down to one paragraph during a very action-y scene or a dialogue-based scene.

anyways, i have three ideas. one involves a ghost and a human in a small-town setting, one involves a werewolf and a vampire in a society where vampires rule supreme over all species and werewolves are the scum of society (humans are in the middle), and one involves two patients in a mental asylum who grow close and discover a secret lab under the asylum and through a few events i can expand on greatly (i have a full-blown plot for this) they accidentally set loose a zombie/environmental apocalypse and have to survive it together.

whichever one you like best, i can expand on. xD i also was aiming for all of these to be bxb, since you have highest muse for that. (:

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: black; font-size: 10px;]☠ hey yvette! i'm creep. c: a few quick things about me; i'm fine with more mature themes, i'm looking for gxg right now, and i post a pretty meaty intro with at least two paragraph response. it only comes down to one paragraph if there's tons of action and/or dialogue based scenes.

anyways, i'm in the mood for a gxg summer/talent camp thread. i guess it could run along the lines of plot #3, but i was thinking it be more of a hate at first sight thing (bc i'm a sucker for those) and then when they grow closer they sneak out a lot together and stuff. if you want this to be long-term, we can plot more for after the summer/talent camp is over. (:

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: black; font-size: 10px;]☠ alrighty!

the plot i had in mind was where vampires are the supreme beings in society. humans mostly stay out of their way and go about their own things, but humans are required to donate blood to the massive blood bank that supplies vampires with their blood needs. some humans even donate their bodies to wealthier vampires/vampire nobility to become personal blood servants. vampires can't attack humans, though, and must treat them politely. of course, just like in the real world, not all vampires follow that rule, just like some humans refuse to donate blood. it's kind of a few and far between thing, though, and it swiftly gets taken care of. they coexist pretty peacefully.

werewolves, however, are considered the scum of society. nothing but filthy dogs. they can be sold off as slaves to the vampires, and vampires and humans both treat them horribly. they mostly live by themselves or in small packs, fearing for their lives and trying to stay as far away from anyone else as possible. not many can try and integrate themselves into society peacefully. some vampires and humans stand up for them and there are even a couple of werewolf towns that are 'safe havens', but not many. mostly, they're just killed and used as slaves and used to experiment on and all that jazz.

my main plot here is that the vampire is part of one of the wealthiest, influential families in the vampire society. he's the son of two very high-ranking government officials and lives a life of luxury. for a birthday present, he gets his very first slave - a werewolf tried for attempted murder of a vampire. he is fitted with a shock collar in case he gets out of hand. the vampire is pretty nonchalant about it at first, thinking 'oh it's just a werewolf who cares' and of course, the werewolf hates the snobby blood sucker. but they begin to get closer and their eyes open to each other's hardships and what they're forced to go through. the vampire begins to see how terrible the life of a werewolf really is and grows to truly care for his 'slave', while the werewolf sees how stressful and hard it is to be the son of nobility, where everything you do is watched and criticized and you get beaten if you put a toe out of line.

i'm like, really into world-building for this plot. let me know if you have any ideas, want to tweak anything, have any questions, or don't even want to do it! i'm perfectly fine with that. c:

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: black; font-size: 10px;]☠ great! do you have a preference for the vampire or the werewolf?

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: black; font-size: 10px;]☠ yep! i was kind of wanting to be the vampire anyhow. (: do you want to start the thread or shall i?

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: black; font-size: 10px;]☠ today was his birthday. his 108th birthday, to be exact. too bad it was just another day to him. nicholai was still remarkably young for a vampire, just past the beginning of adulthood, but after your 100th birthday it wasn't worth it to pay attention anymore. his parents were both in their late 600's, and his older brother was 158. the young vampire actually felt jealous of his inferior brethren; they lived as long as humans. vampires of noble blood were cursed to live for centuries, and no matter how much his dad spoke of that as a blessing, nicholai found it hard to think of it as such.

today was a day he knew he was going to spend hiding away a lot more than usual. he had already had his private butler and multiple personal servants of others living in the ermonno manor wish him a happy birthday, and he really didn't want it to exceed more than that. he knew his birthday banquet that evening was going to be filled to the brim with best wishes, and thinking about it was making his head start to hurt. rubbing his temples with pale, slender fingers, he breathed out a sharp sigh and slipped out of his bed. it wouldn't do to just laze around all day. moving his body would help him keep his mind off of things.

mulling over his options, nicholai decided to go for a walk through the back courtyards. the only people he would encounter there were hedge groomers and gardeners, and they were too low on the chain to even think of speaking a word to him, so he at least would get some peace and quiet. slipping out of his black silk pajamas, nicholai pulled on black pants and a loose-fitting red silk shirt, tucking his pants into a pair of fine leather boots and topping off the whole ensemble with a cloak and signature black sunglasses. vampires had the same sleeping schedule as humans (contrary to earlier modern belief), but their eyes were still supremely irritated by the sun, hence having to wear specially made sunglasses for their sensitive eyes. just another hindrance, in nicholai's eyes.

thankfully, he didn't run into anyone as he swept up and down the lush corridors. he just needed a few moments to himself. what he really needed was to go to the training room and practice his combat training, but he knew others would be there. cursing to himself at that thought, nicholai slid out into the courtyard, feeling the hot sun warm his back as he crossed over to the garden with sharp, quick strides. weaving in and out of the beautiful flowers and close-trimmed hedges, smelling the sweet and heady scent of the fresh, new blooms was enough to calm him down a little bit, but not as much as he wanted to be.

in all honesty, nicholai was really jumpy over the thought of his birthday present. his father had made it quite clear what it was, and the young vampire wasn't entirely comfortable with the thought of having a werewolf slave. it was worse than having a blood slave: drop-dead gorgeous men and woman lounging half-naked at your feet or on your bed, degrading themselves just to feel the exhilarating rush of their master's fangs sinking into their necks. technically, they were blood 'servants', and yes the humans did donate their bodies by choice, but they were no better than slaves in his eyes. it was the main reason he never took any on, even though he had a waiting list of thousands of humans to become his personal blood donor. it was an almost sickening thought.

a gift, however, was different. he couldn't refuse it. he would have to deal with a mangy dog drooling at his feet until it died, probably. ugh. his temples were throbbing even worse now, and nicholai massaged them gently, trying to force the impatience out of his system. werewolves should just be left alone out in the cold woods. why even bother with the dogs? his dad only meant well, of course. he just...didn't see things the way nicholai did. the young vampire felt completely inferior to his older brother, alessandro, who was the perfect upstanding vampire child. he was already married and expecting a child with his wife persina. he was next in line for head of the manor, and his father's job in the government agency. maybe that was why he was never praised, only criticized. he thought differently. difference was frowned upon greatly in the ermonno manor.

(( my posts probably won't be this lengthy in the future unless muse and inspiration strike...i just like to give good expositional background for plots like this in my intro. sorry if anything is confusing; feel free to ask me to clarify things!! i kind of made up my own world of vampires here with their attitudes, hierarchy, and characteristics. feel free to go wild with the werewolf thing! c; ))

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: black; font-size: 10px;]☠ that's fine!! here's the thread. c: it's kind of rambly exposition but i promise i'll get more coherent the more we get into it!

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: black; font-size: 10px;]☠ i was just wondering if anyone knew where to find all those pretty little icons that you always find in people's profiles? those little square badges that proclaim 'pansexual' 'book-lover' and stuff like that. they're really small and i usually find them in small clusters on people's profiles. does anyone know where i can find them to put them on my own profile, or do they have to be made?

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: black; font-size: 10px;]☠ nicholai sensed the presence long before he heard the voice of his mother trilling his name. groaning softly, he pulled his hands away from his face as his mother's quiet voice carried over the gardens to his ears. one good thing about being a vampire was that there was never any need to raise your voice. he could hear things from miles away if he focused his hearing enough. "nicholai, come over here, sweetheart. i seem to have misplaced my sunglasses." lips turning down at the corners, nicholai grunted in response and got to his feet, taking his sweet time walking back to her. he really could've just used his speed to his advantage and raced to her side like the speed of light to save a lot more time, but he really didn't feel like talking to her now.

glancing up, the first thing he noticed was her long brown curls and beautiful soft purple dress. she had on a matching low-sitting hat, a transparent veil falling gently over her perfectly shaped and manicured face. the natural beauty that every vampire had was increased ten-fold with his mother. nicholai himself was sometimes taken aback by the stunning, elegant visage that was his mother. she always made sure she looked her best, no matter the circumstance. a lady should only be seen at her best, or not seen at all. that was her thinking.

"what is it, mother?" he asked, tone not so pleasant as he joined her beneath the shelter of the overhanging roof. soft blue eyes blinked up at him, the signature blue eyes he shared with her, and she tutted quietly. "now, now nicholai, today is no day to act so bitter. are you not happy that it is your birthday?" her questioning voice had just the hint of accusation that made the young vampire's cheeks redden with unintentional shame. nobility had that effect on people, even on their own children. it was fucking annoying.

"i just don't see what all the fuss is about," he grumbled, glancing away from her piercing gaze and staring out at the gardens again. talking with his mother always left him feeling sort of empty inside. which was the main reason he only talked to her when absolutely needed. joy never followed her presence. "say 'do not', dear. you must use proper language more often, nicholai," she chided, disapproval barely there but still detectable in her velvet voice. nicholai scoffed, resisting the urge to roll his eyes. it was always be proper, be clean, never show emotion, be a robot, basically. "apologies, mother. why are you here?" he asked, forcing himself to be civil. the last thing he needed was an argument at the moment.

"your birthday present is here. it is down in the basement; your father is talking prices with the trappers now. why don't we go see the brute? i am quite sure aurelius is dying to show you," a fake, practiced smile pulled at her blood red lips as she held out her arm to be escorted. nicholai felt sick. the last thing he wanted to see was the mangy mutt he was going to be forced to look after. wiping all emotion from his face, just as he was taught, he let her slip his hand around his bicep and led her back through the corridors to the basement to meet his new charge.

(( ahh i was hoping you'd use jensen tbh <3 how should the vampires control the purebloods? with the shock collar? if so, do you think the trappers should take some of ryder's blood to fuse into the shock collar so it knows his dna and responds to shock commands given by vampires and such? ))

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: black; font-size: 10px;]☠ it startled him as he heard the blood-curdling scream coming from down the stairs as they approached the stairwell that led into the basement. instead of showing it, though, the young vampire just sent a questioning gaze towards his mother, who had a soft, chilled smile painted on her features. "their new recruit got a bit too close," she clarified, recognizing the scent of the blood that was wafting up to their noses. nicholai tried to make it his duty to not know the trappers by name, but he sadly knew a few.

they began to walk down the stairwell together. nicholai opened the door for his mother, catching the basement doors being slammed shut after the retreat of the trappers. in their place stood the head trapper darius and his father. his mother instantly detached herself to glide smoothly over to her husband's side, and nicholai turned his attention towards his new 'gift'.

it was a beautiful white-furred pureblood. the male knew he was going to be getting a pureblood, obviously, but this one was even more gorgeous than his older brother's, which was saying something considering alessandro was the prize child. he had the brightest snowy white fur, and the specks of blood littering the large expanse of white contrasted nicely, adding a subtle hint of danger that made the blood in his veins boil. nicholai had always had a thing for danger. the startlingly bright eyes turned on him, glowing with hatred and malice, and nicholai almost had the urge to smile at him. mine.

he snapped out of his daze as quickly as he could, forcing his eyes to turn towards his parents and darius, angry with himself. there was that vampiric instinct again. vampires were very straightforward, possessive creatures by nature. nicholai tried not to be like that, especially because of a filthy dog, but sometimes it happened without him realizing it. maybe it was because it was the first time seeing the werewolf. whatever the case was, he was positive it wasn't going to happen again.

nicholai half-listened to the exchange between darius and his parents, noting that he hated changing shape and inwardly sighing. oh great, he got the problem mutt. his soft blue eyes lazily flicked over to the exchange of the collar, zeroing in on his father as he picked up the syringe which had managed to pull out just enough blood to last the next couple days. fusing the blood into the collar, he glanced up to meet his son's eyes, a silent order glowing in them. nicholai walked forward, strands of his inky black hair falling away from the tight bun he had it done up in to curl around the sides of his pale face.

aurelius handed nicholai the collar, clapping his son on the shoulder and staring him straight in the eye. "now son, this is your gift. i expect you to treat it the way it is meant to be treated. no funny business, alright? you would not want to make your father unhappy, now, would you?" his hand squeezed the young vampire's shoulder with enough force to break a human's, and enough force to make nicholai unintentionally wince. he really didn't like his father. especially as he leaned in and spoke in a whisper that was low enough for only the two of them to hear, even with his mother's and the werewolf's advanced hearing, "this is your last chance to prove you aren't a failure of a son," with that, he released his son's shoulder and escorted his mother out of the basement.

leaving nicholai alone with his charge.

the male stood there for a moment, nothing but the werewolf's breathing and his own thoughts to occupy him for the next few minutes as he stared blankly at the ground, anger seething in his blood and refusing to let it show in front of the mutt. he finally looked up, tucking the loose black strands back behind his ear as he approached the cage, keeping the collar and his side and crouching right down in front of it. he knew the werewolf wasn't dumb enough to attack him. oh no, the brute would be in for an eternity of pain if he ever did that. "you may call me nicholai when we're alone, but master if we are in the company of other people. are we clear?" he spoke in a calm, structured voice. "i really don't want to have you, but as it's my father's gift, i can't refuse. so if you just play along and don't cause any trouble, we'll get along great and you won't get sent to the torture chambers. understood?"

(( ok, sounds good to me! i was thinking there's a pre-taught system to the vampires about latin commands that noble vampire children are taught when they are young that can be said to the werewolf wearing the collar. it has voice recognition so it only works for the werewolf's master, and the blood fused with the collar has to be replaced once every two weeks for it to stay fused and for the collar to keep working on the werewolf. ))

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: black; font-size: 10px;]☠ nicholai sighed at the deep growl emanating from the werewolf. the last thing he wanted to deal with was a stubborn fucker like this one. he had enough pressure, stress, and work to deal with. there was no time in his busy schedule to look after some dumb mutt who refused to just play by the rules and wanted to cause trouble for himself. the young vampire massaged his temples, feeling another strong headache coming on as he weighed the possibility of taking the mutt off somewhere to kill him. he could use his shadow manipulation to strangle the mutt to death...but thinking about falling back on such a dirty, easy method like using his pureblood powers to kill a werewolf, of all things, made him feel sick. his powers were for things that actually mattered.

taking his hand away from his face, nicholai glanced at the information sheet attached to the side of the cage. "ryder linwood, hmm?" he hummed, looking up at the growling mass of white fur that was scrunching himself as far into the back of the cage as possible. "listen ryder. i don't particularly like the idea of having a werewolf slave. i don't need one. but i have you, so this is how it's going to work. i'll leave you alone and probably won't call on you for anything unless i'm in the company of my family. i won't use you for sex, i won't use you as a punching bag, and i would never use you for blood," he almost cringed at the thought. "i'll let you stay in the dorms with the other werewolf slaves. some nights i am going to be forced to keep you with me so it looks like i'm using you for my own nightly purposes. i won't touch you. i will have a bed set up for you and you can just sleep there until the morning. it's best not to try anything in that situation. i will kill you before you ever lay a hand or tooth on me," he kept his eyes trained dead center on ryder's, cold and hard.

"i would rather not use this shock collar, but i will if i have to. any disobedience when around other members of the manor will result in a powerful shock. i highly doubt you want high volts of electricity pumped through your system, enough to send you into shock and freeze your entire body for up to 10 minutes or just make you pass out, so as long as you do what you're told, you'll be fine and this collar will only be a precautionary measure. you ever try to harm me or one of manor members, any of the other werewolf slaves, or participate in disorderly conduct, you will be taken to the torture chambers. they will electrocute you, castrate you, perform experiments and surgery on you, take off limbs and sew new ones on, and all other kinds of grotesque things. all without any sort of anesthetic. now, would you prefer that? if you do, by all means bite my hand off right now," nicholai stuck his hand through the cage bars, keeping it still there and keeping his eyes trained on the werewolf's. waiting for his move.

(( lol it's probably going to be very hard to get nicholai to blush but ryder can try. c; and it was fine! ))

nicholai was anything but happy. the entire past week had been filled with nothing but book work and council meetings, and he was getting antsy. it baffled him how aurelius and alessandro could stand to sit through these things. elder vampires droning on and on about army maneuvers and outpost setups and blood bank statistics made nicholai's skin crawl. he really was in need of a diversion.

it looked like a hunting trip was in order.

if there was one thing that set nicholai above the rest of the ermonno noble family, it was how skilled of a hunter he was. no one could match his skills in combat. at least, no one he'd met. after you turned 100, it was no longer required to go on hunting missions, but nicholai eagerly accepted every opportunity to head out whenever a level e vampire was spotted. it was considered very unusual for a noble to go out hunting without good reason, and many people offered him weird looks for it (especially his father), but nicholai really didn't give a damn.

level e vampires were, sadly, commonplace. if a vampire bit a human, they would turn into a vampire themselves. however, without blood consumption of the vampire who bit them, they would slowly grow mad with bloodlust and go absolutely insane. they would attack anyone, no matter the ranking or species, and they were incredibly dangerous. it took a lot of scientific innovation on the vampires' part over the decades to develop a shot that prevented the transformation to happen, which was why a noble vampire's human blood servants stayed human. they signed the contract that allow the noble to give them the shot, as well as to never reveal the location of where it was made. it was entirely top secret, and only the highest ranking pureblood vampires knew of its existence.

it was up to top-ranking teams of level e hunters to take those hellraisers down once they went insane, and nicholai himself took on almost every case that happened near the manor. he needed some fun and challenge in his life, after all. thinking about the hunt made his skin tingle with excitement all day, and when they were finally released from their meeting around four in the afternoon, nicholai instantly swept off to his room to change into his hunting clothes. a simple red tunic, black pants, leather boots and gloves, and a traveling cloak to top it all off. he didn't bother with his sunglasses, as they would only be a hindrance once the sun went down. it was low enough that it wouldn't hurt his eyes much, anyway.

as nicholai stepped out of his room, the thought of the white-furred werewolf hit him like a train wreck and he stopped in his tracks. he had almost completely forgotten about the other male, and he winced. ryder had been locked up in his cage for a week now with nothing to do, since he had never made any orders to let him out of the cage. the young vampire leaned back against the door, crossing his arms over his chest as another thought crossed his mind. what if he took ryder hunting with him? it would give him an assessment of the werewolf's fighting prowess, and then he might actually be of some use to nicholai. it's not like he needed the help, but it would be easier to take down a level e with some assistance.

sighing and shaking his head, finding it quite hard to believe he was even seriously entertaining the thought, he walked back into his room and grabbed the collar before heading off to the mutt dorms. the rancid stench pierced his nose long before he got there, and he hissed under his breath. the stench was strong, even though almost all of them were gone, off doing something for their masters. as he entered through the wobbly double doors, the first thing his pale blue eyes landed on was the cage in the middle of the room. he wondered if any of the others had even tried to talk to him. highly unlikely. nicholai walked up, collar in hand and purpose on his mind. "ryder. get up. i'm taking you hunting with me today."