CirinoLeandros Parody

⛧ ─── ⋆⋅🥀⋅⋆ ─── ⛧

❝Is this what's left of me? Debilitated life— look back and see nothing but my self wasted.

⠀
Is this what's left of me? What’s left will be destroyed. Is it ever ending, my self-hatred?❞

⛧ ─── ⋆⋅🪦⋅⋆ ─── ⛧

Ciro.

The vampire is in...for a moment.
Everything will be continued, if wanted. ( real life is the vampire, in my case)

𝓙𝓾𝓭𝓮 𝓘𝓼𝓪𝓪𝓬 (𝓒𝓻𝓸𝔀𝓵𝓮𝔂) 𝓜𝓮𝓻𝓬𝓮𝓻

𝘖𝘊/𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘶𝘣𝘶𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯/𝘔𝘋𝘕𝘐

𝘗𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 #вαвz

—> vengefulshade.carrd.co

The vampire is in this evening...

// Please read thread under pinned? C is SS and happily for 5 years. He also has a very different origin story. I look for those who write monsters and vampires; although he can be a very nice guy.- He's still isn't human.

DarkLight 🦇❤️🦇

@cirinoleandros.bsky.social

~~~~~~~ 🌻 ~~~~~~~

🌻 Charlie Arya Campbell
🌻 Your future best friend; if you let her
🌻 Always ready to share some sweets
🌻 If in need, ask if she has it.
🌻 Most of the time, she has.
🌻 That's why she always has a backpack with her...

#OC #RP #Multiverse

~~~~~~~ 🌻 ~~~~~~~

a man in a white shirt is standing on a set of stairs with candles on them ALT: a man in a white shirt is standing on a set of stairs with candles on them

"Only мonѕтerѕ play God."

~ 21+ #SmutFree RP
~ #Frankenstein #GothicRP
~ MV / Selectively MS

/ lovely lady, may we continue tomorrow? Real life, *makes a face* Thank you for the company.

a man with long black hair is wearing a hooded jacket and gloves . ALT: a man with long black hair is wearing a hooded jacket and gloves .

/ If you're interested in SL's just give this a heart...writer must work.

Reply to you, my @rocknblood.bsky.social tomorrow.
Having a little hunt...

He smiled at her enthusiasm. "It's always nice to travel, " he agreed. "I was born in Greece, and grew up in London. Did you want a drop of the "o" warmed, Madam?"

// I don't know your verse, I'm afraid. What does "canonically like a vampire" mean, in this sense.

@rocknblood.bsky.social

i’d rather be hated for who i really am, than loved for someone i’m not.

He gestured to a small settee near the door; there was a small heater and a full bar. "Please, won't you have a seat? I have o-neg to mix in wine." He smiled, looking around. "New Orleans is not a proper lady as Paris is; she's a lovely runaway."

King Of Pain 🫅
#ThePolice

a black and white photo of a person holding hands with the words never let me go ALT: a black and white photo of a person holding hands with the words never let me go

@cirinoleandros.bsky.social

DarkLight 🦇❤️🦇

@cirinoleandros.bsky.social

"Madam, a pleasure." His accent wasn't quite British.
"I have met him, yes. I haven't seen him in a while, though. Paris is beautiful, this time of year. May I offer you a glass of wine?"

a red feather sits on a piece of paper next to a stack of books Alt: a red feather sits on a piece of paper next to a stack of books

Looking for steady partners. I'm well versed in most vampire verses; IWTV I knew from the movies & books and now the show. Friendly writer/ curious and articulate ///

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀

Gabrielle Este Dimera De Lioncourt or “Maman”
Avid book reader
Strong and firm when need be
kind and loving Maman to her only surviving son Lestat Thomas De Lioncourt
Artistic eccentric French Gypsy lady who makes her own jewelry and paintings and sells them
Like to be a main RT for exposure

🦇 #FF 🦇 from @cirinoleandros.bsky.social & me to

@buffytvssummers.bsky.social
@queenoftarts.bsky.social
@educatingembla.bsky.social
@bratprincelestat.bsky.social
@bitterwxlf.bsky.social
@vengefulxshade.bsky.social
@theshadowwhisperer.bsky.social
@warmmeadows.bsky.social

~ Safina's absence was discussed and then forgotten. And Cirino? The Night Cat disappeared in the night, leaving no trace.
Like a vampire / should / behave...🩸

~ And he sat on the bed, head in his hands. His name was Cirino; also known as The Monster of Santorini. He'd hoped to pass in this season of love. A vampire should know better...a flick of his fingers and everything was taken by his mage fire. Sighing, he dressed, going into the night.~

~ "Yes. And now you won't. How sad. I liked you." The violence was swift and brutal; she hung over the bed with the recording tape cutting off her air. Cat kept twisting the tape, eyes fixed on her face suffusing with blood.
In moments it was over. ~

~ The click of the micro recorder was loud to him; yet he smiled at her, drawing her close and kissing her deeply.
"Ah, treacherous bitch. How much "evidence" du you have?" Safina backed away, seeing his eyes turn dark purple. "I was going to write..."~

~ "You're Greek? How can you own the bank of England?" He shrugged. "Papa invested well. Now, hand me that wine, would you, love?" Cat didn't want to talk about his family; they were departed and he wouldn't think of them..nShe handed him the wine, reaching under the bed. ~

~ Things like Cat not breathing much. His skin was faintly cool. Oh, and he let her see him feed - on her. "You are a Prince of Wallachia?" She asked dreamily one night.
He snorted a laugh. "Actually love, I own the Bank of England. Not a hint of royalty."~