I’m rewatching her private life and Ryan Gold really is one of the best male leads I’ve ever seen. The first few episodes are just him being like “I must protect my lesbian employee and her lover at all cost” and I love him for that
RIP to everyone killed by the gods for their hubris but im different. and better. maybe even better than the gods
When your life reaches a serious low point, you are approached by a vampire who offers to care for your every need, in exchange for allowing them to drink your blood periodically. They find you a new job, pay your rent, take care of your student loans, and keep you in perfect health. Despite the growing intimacy between you, they don’t seem to want anything from you but your blood. This arrangement works out pretty well for a while, until you start to develop feelings for your vampire benefactor.
Bestie, I need MORE
I wrote a very short thing i don’t hate that isn’t specific to any character, i just liked the concept of the scene and started writing. what do y’all think? It’s meant to have enemies to lovers vibes
The blade sat beneath your chin, the tip pricking your skin until a bead of blood formed. It dripped down the expanse of bare skin of your neck, traveling along your clavicle and mixing in with the sweat slicking your skin. Your clothes stuck to your skin, hands trembled on the rough concrete.
"Yield," he murmured.
His chest rose and fell at a pace that contrasted yours. His slow and steady. Yours like your pounding heart, searching for a moment to breathe. To let your guard down. But that was how you'd gotten into this scenario.
"I'm to be killed anyway," you huffed, voice strained. "Feel free to claim the bounty as your own."
The blade wavered. A blade that never wavered. That had struck down contract upon contract. It hesitated.
"You ran." His words were not of the wind. They were like stakes being hammered into the ground. The flat of the tool smacking into your chest with each word. "You have nowhere to go. Left to fend for yourself with nothing. No weapon, no plan, no hope. But you ran. Are you an optimist or a horrible coward trying to outrun death?"
"Perhaps both." You forced yourself to meet his gaze. "Forgive a person for fearing death."
"What's there to fear when you have nothing left to lose?" He pressed the blade harder. You winced, eyes closed, a tear sneaking down your cheek.
"What isn't there when there's so much left to gain?"
A glance at his face showed a mask. A well-practiced one that took years upon years to perfect. Hardened by death and torment. And it slipped. Barely. Just enough to see the human beneath the myth. Beneath the mercenary who'd taken up the mantle of Death.
You'd fought him—someone who stood no chance against his combat expertise. And you'd lost. Unequivocally so. Yet you weren't begging. You weren't yielding. You held your ground even as the fear seeped from you like water from a cloth. Like the blood his blade drew from your neck, from many necks.
Terrified yet fearless. Brave yet unsure. Lost but determined. So similar to someone who'd long been gone. It twisted a wound deep beneath scarred tissue. Jerked something so deep and buried it shook him. Uncomfortably so.
He lowered his blade.
"If you're going on the run, you really ought to have a plan. And the bare minimum combat skills."
Your brows pinched. Face morphed into disbelief.
"You're not going to kill me?"
"No." He stepped back. Cocked an uninterested brow. "I'm going to do the opposite. Get up."
A second of hesitation before you stood on shaky legs. You waited, in case it was a trick. A false hope before striking you down. But he just looked over his shoulder and scoffed.
"Come. Let's turn you into the survivor you wish to be."
some nights are harder than others. sometimes it feels like he was just here.
you’re laughing. i told you i loved you against my better judgment, my family's expectations, the inferiority of your birth by rank and circumstance, and you’re laughing.
I’m rewatching her private life and Ryan Gold really is one of the best male leads I’ve ever seen. The first few episodes are just him being like “I must protect my lesbian employee and her lover at all cost” and I love him for that
gays see something with "vampire" in it and hit reblog
Me: * faces even a tiny bit of inconvenience*
Me: Guess it's time to drop everything and go read fanfics. I don't make the rules. It is how it is.
Me: *proceeds to read for 4 hours straight*