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ass-rules · 6 months
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punkisnotdeadd · 10 months
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I wish you were here.🕊🖤
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misscammiedawn · 5 months
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To be loved is to be altered. To be perceived is to invite a new version of yourself into the world born from the other's eyes.
One of many tales spun in Slay The Princess.
Every chapter your perceptions shape the princess and add to the complex web of contradictions that make up her entirety and every chapter her perceptions of the bird boy protagonist add more voices to the menagerie of voices in his head.
I think a lot about the Leave/Slay endings and the simple line:
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After everything that has been said and done can either one of them truly remember what it was to be the unaltered person they were before their relationship (don't get the wrong idea, two people interacting have a relationship).
It's impossible.
Though it's possibly an allegory for going through multiple relationships I prefer to read it as an allegory of the joys and pains of knowing a person and intimately, the game exists only within the boundaries of this entanglement. That's the story.
I long for a route which hits Eternal Sunshine territory. Like the moment of clarity in that every voice exists at once but I'd like to focus on that former allegory a moment.
What if you were to choose to make no choices whatsoever.
The game starts.
You're in a path in the woods. And at the end of that path is a cabin. And in the basement of that cabin is a princess. You're here to slay her. If you don't it will be the end of the world.
[Close your eyes and do nothing]
And yes The Narrator would protest. Perhaps even cold hands may eventually reach out. But you do nothing. Some people just aren't ready to break another heart or feel their own heart broken. Some people would rather avoid being changed by the eyes of another or invite a new version of themselves to be born into the world through being perceived.
It's safer that way. Right?
and like Joel Barish in Eternal Sunshine you refuse to go forward and so you go backwards. You cannot change the past but you can bring your baggage from the past into the present. It's human nature after all. We can't help but reflect, compare and construct from that we already understand.
Why don't you think back to the last "princess" you shared your heart with? The one from before. Think about them for a few moments. Think about all the transformations you inflicted upon one another over time. Did it end beautifully? Tragically? Horrifically?
It doesn't matter.
The game never lets you avoid your fate. The basement awaits.
I wonder, though, what would be in the basement when you approach The Princess for the first time with your baggage projected upon her?
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theroyalsandi · 1 year
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The Princess of Wales arrives to visit the Saint Pancras Community Association in Camden, north west London. | May 25, 2023
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centuriespast · 1 year
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Princess Alexandra (1844–1925) Henry Hugh Armstead (1828–1905) Camden School for Girls
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spookyblazecoffee · 8 months
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Characters with my personality type (INFP)
1. Jack Kline + Souless Jack
2. Benny Lafayette
3. Anna Milton
4. Max Miller
5. Emma Winchester
6. Amelia Richardson
7. Lucky (The Dog)
8. Gavin Macleod
9. Harper Sayles (Ew)
10. Patience Turner
11. Luna Lovegood
12. Viktor Hargreeves
13. Will Byers
14. Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz
15. Marshall Eriksen
16. Spider-Man
17. Newt Scamander
18. Dobby The House Elf
19. Belle
20. Lisa Simpson
21. Mr. Miyagi
22. Coraline Jones
23. Bella Swan
24. Luke Skywalker
25. Wanda Maximoff
26. Hermione Granger
27. Sherlock Holmes
28. Violet Parr
29. Edward Scissorhands
30. Sadness (Inside Out)
31. Bubbles (Powerpuff Girls)
32. The Joker
33. Charlie Brown
34. Quasimodo (The Hunchback of Notre Dame)
35. Princess Aurora
36. Carl Frederickson (Up)
37. Rafiki (Lion King)
38. Lane Kim
39. Willow Rosenberg
40. Dr. Lance Sweets
41. E.T.
42. Rory Gilmore
43. Remus Lupin
44. Simon Spier
45. Sydney Novak
46. The Mad Hatter
47. Wilbur (Charlotte's Web)
48. Kermit
49. Lillian Kaushtuppe
50. Romeo
51. Frodo Baggins
52. Mike Wheeler
53. Pam Beesly
54. Ted Mosby (Ew)
55. Barry Allen
56. Lydia (Beetlejuice)
57. Mister Geppetto
58. Camden Lahey (he doesn't have a confirmed one, so I gave him mine bc I can)
59. Kira Yukimura
60. Darryl Morris
61. Gunther (F.R.I.E.N.D.S)
62. Mike Hannigan
63. Nico di Angelo
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eurekavalley · 2 years
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Since I gave my brightsided 2022 thoughts a few weeks ago, here are 5+1 random things from the last time I rewatched 1995.
Amanda Root looks just like a DIsney princess if she had been tired for years. Her eyes are enormous.
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Miss Carteret is low key hilarious? The actress' main thrust is that the character is having a hard time seeing the concert program given her glasses, but she also seems openly amused by Sir Walter. Girl, I see you!
I really felt the throughline this time between 'famous in the Navy for saying he'll never have a woman aboard his ship' to the visual of sailing away with Anne at the end. Like, everybody is going to know what a fool he was and he'll happily live with it. Captain wife-guy.
Mary insists on being served at breakfast in Lyme, which I learned from some Maggie Smith role (Downton Abbey? A Room with a View?) is *never* done. Assuming it applies to this time-frame too? The exasperation has been building since Anne's arrival, and when Mary does this the Musgrove sisters cannot help but call her out. Where's my toast?
The choreography in the letter scene, where Wentworth does not turn to greet Anne when she enters, or say a good-bye to her when the group bustles out. He simply cannot look at her at this point without bursting. And Anne's let-down, her rueful resignation at being left unacknowledged after having just spoken her truth, is exquisite. Her posture is going to kill me.
At the end, when Harville accompanies Wentworth on his mission to Camden Place like it's a military engagement, I love his little side-eye when Sir Walter gets out of pocket. And Wentworth's unshakeable smile at this point- he finally has his confidence back and is ready to ride out Sir Walter's nonsense and claim his prize.
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Masterlist
(Not completely sorted in order of date but the newer stuff is towards the bottom)
The ones marked with a chili 🌶 are nsfw. 🌶? means it's mildly spicy.
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🌶 Werecat (Max) - Part 1 / Part 2
Shadow Creature (Rukha) - Part 1 / Part 2
🌶 Demon (Xavarran) - Part 1 / Part 2
Witch (Ezekiel) - Part 1
Lizardman (Kaelus) - Part 1
Mershark (Seth) - Part 1
🌶 Lycan (Henry) & Half Vampire (Jared) - Part 1
🌶 Dear Princess - Part 1
🌶 Werewolf (Camden) - Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3
Whale-Mer (Kaei) - Part 1
🌶 The Wedded Knight - Part 1
Orc (Oak) - Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4
Demon Z - Part 1
Vampires (Daenyel & Renaya) - Part 1 / Part 2
The Abominable Drider (Ceyli) - Part 1
Before He Was Ruined - Part 1
🌶 Count On Their Claws - Part 1
Spore - Part 1
🌶 The Corinthian - Part 1
Santos: Fallen Saints - Part 1
🌶? Half-Cyborg (Alexandrian) - Part 1
Darlings; There's Something In My Teeth - Part 1
🌶 The Unlovables - Part 1
This Was Once Home: The Gentle Giant - Part 1
🌶 Movie Night - Part 1
🌶 Minotaur-Demon Hybrid - Part 1
🌶 Werewolf Boyfriend - Part 1
Siren Girlfriend (Isa) - Part 1
🌶 Sunshine & The Beast - Part 1
To Break A King - Part 1
🌶 A Shift In Character - Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 /Part 4
🌶 Incubus - Part 1
Point Hope Wolf Farm - Part 1, Part 2
Vampire Teeth - Part 1
Wolfboy - Part 1 / (Excerpt)
Naga Father (Araza) - Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3
🌶 Trouble Comes In Two - Part 1
Miscellaneous
Une Amourette - Part 1
The Dove Cage - Part 1
Piper And The Vampire - Part 1
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(Can be read as stand-alone stories, but there may be connections between stories! 😏)
🌶 Tariq: The Desert Clan - Part 1 / Part 2
🌶 Deathsinger - Part 1 / Part 2
Gone Rogue - Part 1 / Part 2
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🌶 Seafood - Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3
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Short concepts/ideas will be tagged as #imagine this (There are 13 of those as of April 2024)
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ass-rules · 10 months
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I miss you everyday.
23/07/2011.
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punkisnotdeadd · 10 months
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Jessica Biel for Los Angeles Confidential July-August 2006
THE REAL BIEL When the "sexiest woman alive" also turns out to be refreshingly down to earth, you have to believe she really was heaven-sent. By Cristina Kinon • Photographs by Brian Bowen Smith/Montage WE ALL GOT TO KNOW JESSICA BIEL as Mary Camden, the rebellious reverend's daughter on 7th Heaven. Soon after, she was screaming her way through The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, slaying vampires in Blade: Trinity, flying a killer plane in Stealth, and looking sexier than every other woman alive on the cover of 2005's Esquire. These days, she's just trying to cope with turn of the century Vienna society in The Illusionist—all while living the life of a normal 20-something girl in Los Angeles.
LOS ANGELES CONFIDENTIAL: Let's talk about your new film The Illusionist with Edward Norton and Paul Giamatti. What's it about? JESSICA BIEL: The film is... really hard to describe. It's unique and beautiful, an old-school style romance filled with the mystery and suspense of 1900s Vienna society and culture. It's about what these two people sacrifice trying to be together even though they are from very different parts of society.
LAC: How was it to act in a period piece? It's a very different style from your most recent roles. JB: It was very challenging, but really fun. Having an accent was great, but it took a lot of work. It was exciting for me to do something I haven't done before and that I don't have in my repertoire. The costumes, the locations, everything really helped to create this person who lived 100 years ago.
LAC: What kind of research did you do for the role? JB: [Director] Neil Burger lent me a handful of different books on the Habsburgs, who were kind of royalty living in Vienna at that time. I studied what women did every day—their lifestyle, culture, what was allowed, how they were supposed to behave in society and at home... just how different it really used to be. And I modeled my character, Princess Sophie, after Alma Mahler, composer Gustav Mahler's wife. I read this book—it was basically her diary—about her life and it really opened my eyes. She basically felt like a bird in a cage. And that's how Sophie feels in this movie. She just wants to fall in love with the person that she truly cares about, not just someone that's good for her in theory and for her family. She just wants to live life.
LAC: You mentioned your "repertoire," which is quite eclectic. Is that some-thing you've done consciously, or have these roles just come along at the right time? JB: I think it's been a bit of both. I've always been interested in doing dif-ferent things, trying to never repeat styles—at least not back to back. Whatever I had just done, I was intrigued and inspired to do the complete opposite.... Texas [Chainsaw Massacre] came about and I couldn't turn it down, so I didn't really want to do another action movie, but then Blade came up, and then Stealth. It's sort of just luck of the draw—roles pop up that you can't say no to, but it is a conscious choice to not only do action movies, like with The Illusionist.
LAC: What is your dream role? JB: I'm hoping someone will ask me to do some sort of a life story—an auto-biography of a musician, something with music. Or film noir, like a 1930s sus-pense scandal story about Hollywood.
LAC: How do you feel about 7th Heaven being picked up for another sea-son? Will you make any more appearances? JB: I know, it's crazy! But I have no idea. 7th Heaven has been wonderful to and for me, and I will always be grateful for that. I love the entire cast and everyone involved in the show so it's always a definite possibility.
LAC: What was the driving force behind your initially leaving the show? JB: Initially, I just wanted to go to college. I hadn't experienced traditional-style high school. I wanted to be around kids my own age and to stop work-ing full time. I was burned out.
LAC: You've spoken out in the past about how you won't pose for certain men's magazines like FHM and Maxim. Do you still feel that way, and what provoked that decision? JB: I do still feel that way. I think my experience working with Gear magazine [in 2000; some have said the controversial topless shoot led to Biel being let out of her 7th Heaven contract] was the number one reason.Plus, I feel like I've already done that, and I'm not interested in it anymore.
LAC: Well, regardless of your attitude toward them, these magazines still vote you onto their "hottest" lists year after year. Do you pay attention to that? JB: Not really, but I do always think it's flattering to be in the company of the caliber of people on those lists.
LAC: What about Esquire voting you "sexiest woman alive" last year? JB: That was totally different. I really respect Esquire, and for them to [give me that title] was extremely flattering. When I found out I was just like, Who voted for me? My parents? It was unbelievable. And the photographs were super classy and very beautiful.
LAC: What do you do in LA for fun? JB: I think it's such a great city to be in when you're 20-something. Lately my thing has been going to see movies in the Hollywood cemetery. It's a really unique LA experience. Sometimes friends and I will sing karaoke at the Gaslight. And I love taking my dog to the dog beach in Huntington. LAC: What's up next for you? JB: I have Home of the Brave, a movie about American soldiers coming home from Iraq coming out in 2007, and right now I'm in the middle of shooting Next, a romantic action movie with Nick Cage and Julianne Moore.
LAC: I read you were once offered a role in Broadway's Rent—is that true? JB: I did audition for the Broadway production of Rent and was offered the Maureen role. I ended up not taking it because I really wanted to create character from scratch and being on Broadway in a show like Rent that character is already there and you're really working inside a box. But it is one of my favorite musicals ever, and sometimes I look back and I wouldn't say regret it, but I do think it could have been amazing.
LAC: So you're a singer, too. Think you'll ever cross over and put out a CD? JB: Singing was my first passion. I had been singing since I was eight year old and was always the musical theater geek, even up until I landed 7th Heaven. I'd like to bring it back, but it's really hard to transition from film to music unless you're extremely talented. There are so many good female artists around today, I would be wary of trying anything right now unless got together a great band—definitely not as a solo artist. *
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royalpain16 · 11 months
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King of the dance floor! Prince of Wales is spotted showing off his best moves at KOKO nightclub in Camden with party pal Guy Pelly - just hours after attending Royal Ascot with Kate
By Jessica Green and Bridie Pearson-jones For Mailonline03:55 EDT 28 Jun 2023 , updated 05:59 EDT 28 Jun 2023
Prince William was spotted enjoying a night out at KOKO nightclub in Camden
He'd spent most of Friday at Royal Ascot alongside his stunning wife Kate - but by the evening, Prince William was spotted enjoying himself at KOKO nightclub in Camden. 
Footage shows the Prince of Wales, 41, dressed in a light blue shirt, holding a beer and dancing from side to side while at the concert venue and former theatre in London.
Appearing in a private box alongside two friends, including Prince Louis' godfather and nightclub owner Guy Pelly, the heir to the throne seemed relaxed while enjoying his Friday night at the electronic music-themed evening. 
Joining William and Guy was a third man, also in a blue shirt, who appeared to be James Meade, Princess Charlotte's godfather and a close friend of the Prince and Princess of Wales. 
Wearing an open collar blue shirt and clutching a drink, the father-of-three showed off his best moves by dad dancing on the balcony and bobbing his head to a heavy EDM beat.
The celebration may have been to mark the royal's 41st birthday, which was two days prior to the night out.
It comes after the heir cringed over his dancing at the coronation concert, joking to a fan that 'dancing sober is always a bad idea'.
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The Princess of Wales during a visit to the Saint Pancras Community Association in Camden, north west London, to meet kinship carers, to hear about their experiences of raising the child of a relative or friend and the vital role they play in raising the next generation. Kinship care is when a child is looked after by their extended family or close friends if they cannot remain with their birth parents. | May 25, 2023.
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ebodsims · 8 months
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Senior Memebers of the Royal Family arrive at St. George's Chapel
16 September 2023 - 11:45
Luke SNN: "Good morning, to those who are joining us now! The royal wedding is in full swing, and we've just seen the arrival of some senior members of the royal family at St. George's Chapel."
Isabel SNN: "That's right, Luke. It's always a moment of grandeur and elegance when these esteemed members of the monarchy make their entrance."
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Luke SNN: "There she is, Queen Consort Lottie, gracing us with her presence. Her poise and grace are truly captivating."
Isabel SNN: "Absolutely, Luke. And right behind her, we see the Queen Mother, the matriarch of the royal family, an embodiment of wisdom and tradition."
Luke SNN: "And not to be overlooked, we have Princess Bella and her husband, the Duke of Camden, arriving together. Princess Bella looks radiant as always."
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Isabel SNN: "Princess Bella's fashion choices never fail to impress. And the Duke of Camden, a stalwart figure, represents strength and stability."
Luke SNN: "And as they take their seats in the chapel, we know that the royal wedding is well underway. The senior members of the royal family have added their royal touch to this magnificent day."
Isabel SNN: "Indeed, Luke. And we'll continue to bring our viewers all the live updates from this historic event. Stay tuned!"
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hecatemoon87 · 2 years
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The Vampire of Camden Town - Alfie Solomons PART I
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You can also read: The Vampire Devil Delaney / The Brooklyn Vampire (Bob from the Drop) / The Insatiable Vampire (Freddie Jackson) Part I & Part II / The East End Vampire (Reggie Kray) Part I
Part II
Warnings: Talk of Blood Drinking and Sex
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It happened right after the war, on my way back to London town. A bullet wound I got from the Jerries had become infected and I was on me deathbed, about to shake hands with God himself. But then she came to me. A goddess from ancient times crept into my room to whisper sweet words and drink my blood. She asked me if I wanted to live forever and I told her fuck yes. Get me the fuck out of this bed, ‘cause I’ve got plans, big plans. 
And now here I am, a hundred fucking years later, still making plans. I own most of Camden Town now. You can’t throw a rock without it landing on a piece of property I own. My name’s a fuckin’ brand. Solomons’ Flats, Solomons’ Agency, Solomons’ Bakery, Solomons’ Rum, etc. I tell people I’m Alfie Solomons’ great grandson. Yeah I know, striking resemblance to the old bulldog. 
I have everything. Power, wealth and fame. But it gets lonely, you know? And I’ve got my eye on this woman. She ain’t from Camden, no. She’s imported from across the pond, an American. And although I do love my London ladies, this Yankee princess is special. I’ve seen her around, stirring up all kinds of trouble. She reminds me of gunpowder. Looks innocent enough, but if you don’t handle it carefully, it will blow everything to pieces. And fuckin’ hell, I want that. I want her to upheave my life, turn it fuckin’ inside out and set it all on fire. I want to feel something, mate. After being alive for over a century, you become numb. Empty inside, as it were. 
Tonight is Halloween and I’ll be doing what my kind does best, hunting. I think it’s time she finally met ol’ Alfie Solomons, The Vampire of Camden Town. 
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Inside the club the DJ played loud EDM, the bass blasting out over the dance floor. Young people from all over London gyrate their bodies to the hypnotic beat, drunk on life, alcohol and drugs. Alfie moved silently in the shadows, seen but unseen. If he had wanted anyone to notice him completely, he would have fucking allowed it. And if he had allowed it, they’d see a very handsome man with a well groomed beard, wearing a stylish three piece suit and an expensive peacoat. He was not fond of clubs, not like these anyway. In his day, clubs were classy and played good music. The noise bothered him, but he wasn’t there for entertainment, he was there for her. 
Her name was Beatrix Laveau and she was dancing carefree on the dance floor. She was wearing an alluring witchy outfit that evening. A tight black laced bodice, a short black skirt with thigh high fishnet stockings and black stiletto heels. She had made her eyes smokey and her lips black for that Halloween’s evening out. As she danced, she bent over arching her back and then returned upright. Alfie swallowed hard, as he had seen her shapely bottom and the thin black lace panties that barely covered her skin. 
He emitted a deep growl from his chest and his eyes slowly burned with the hellfire. Suddenly, Beatrix paused in her dancing and looked around. She could feel her skin prickle with goose flesh and she touched the back of her neck to feel hair standing on end. She glanced around the club, wondering who was staring at her, but she saw no one. Narrowing her eyes into the crowd, she flipped her hair over her shoulders in annoyance. 
“Clever little miss. You feel me don’t you, pet?” Alfie whispered from the shadows. 
Her paranoia was justified when she felt someone’s hand ride up under her skirt, giving one of her firm cheeks a good squeeze. She turned around immediately and pushed away a young man wearing a werewolf costume. 
“Oh, real nice, jerk!” she snapped and stormed off the dance floor. 
“Dollin’ yourself up, but don’t let the boys touch? Good girl,” Alfie said under his breath. 
Beatrix was done with the club. She had only gone because her cousins had insisted. She had wanted to perform a wiccan ritual, as she and her family were witches. But her cousins had told her it was old fashioned and that she should go out and have a little fun. She was bitterly regretting her decision as she grabbed her purse and coat and headed out the back exit. 
What she didn’t know was that the man in the werewolf costume had watched her leave and he had followed her. And, unfortunately for the werewolf, he didn’t know that Alfie’s red eyes had followed him out the door. 
“Tosser. I’ll fuckin’ make you a late night snack,” he said, blending back into the shadows.
Beatrix walked quickly down the alley, wrapping her coat tightly around her body. A bitter autumn wind rushed down the alley, pushing up the dry leaves and causing a loud rustling that blocked out the sound of the young man approaching from behind. He grabbed her arm and pushed her up against the alley wall. 
“You weren’t being very nice back there. Maybe this will convince you to spread those gorgeous legs of yours,” the man said, pulling out a switchblade. 
Beatrix closed her eyes tightly, waiting for the pain to come. Suddenly, the man was yanked backwards into the darkened alley. She opened her eyes to see a darkness, nothing like anything she had ever seen. It was an abyss, a swirling endless void that consumed all light and all life. And from that darkness came the screams of the man. Blood curdling screams, screams of horror and despair making Beatrix tremble with fear. She wanted to move, she wanted to run., but she was frozen to the wall. 
Finally, she got herself moving and ran. But her heels hindered her from moving quickly and just before she exited the alleyway, she fell. Bracing herself for impact on the cold, hard ground, she found herself in the arms of a man. She opened her eyes and saw a bearded man with deep calming blue eyes. 
“You alright there, luv? Looks like you had a bit of a tumble,” he said. 
His voice was soft and gentle, he was also very handsome. He held her close, in a comforting way. But he was a stranger and she was still terrified from the screaming. Her dainty hand lashed out and slapped him across the face. 
“Blimey,” Alfie said, releasing his hold on her. 
She sank down to the cold ground of the alleyway and shouted up at him. 
“Who the fuck are you? Don’t touch me!” 
Alfie raised a hand to his face, the heat she had left on his cheek felt fabulous. He could hear her blood coursing through her veins, pumping hard from terror and now rage. He knew she’d be absolutely delicious when the time came to drink her blood. He pulled the fabric of his pants near his knees upward and squatted down to her eye level.  
“Name’s Alfie Solomons, luv,” he said. 
“Solomons…as in the name that’s plastered every fucking where in Camden Town?” she asked. 
“Yeah, one and the same,” he said. 
“Oh, nice try creep. I’m not going to fall for that!” she said, glaring at him. 
He shrugged, took out his wallet from his back pocket and removed his I.D. He handed it to her and she snatched it away. Her green eyes scanned over the card and she handed it back to him. 
“There’s nothing on there that explains why you are lurking around in an alleyway,” she said. 
“You’re gonna catch your death sitting on that cold ground,” he said, ignoring her question and returning his I.D. to his wallet. 
She attempted to get up on her own, but with the heels she was having difficulty. He bent down and took her arm, pulling her up with ease. Once she was rebalanced on her heels she slapped him away. 
“Alright, alright, put your claws away, kitten,” he said, letting her go and casting his hands upwards to show he meant no harm. 
“I’m leaving. Something’s back there, it just killed a man. I’m not sticking around to find out what it is,” she said, brushing past him and onto the sidewalk. 
He strolled alongside her, putting his hands in his pockets.
“You don’t need to worry about all that. That wanker had it comin’,” Alfie said, casually. 
She turned and looked at him, her eyes wide with horror. 
“You did that?” she gasped. 
“I did. He was a twat, wasn’t he? He tasted like shite,” Alfie said. 
He looked over to see her running away from him. He smiled, watching her hips wiggle as she hauled ass. He was impressed by how quickly she could run in heels. He used his vampire magic to shift through dimensions and waited for her on the other side of the building.
Beatrix cleared the corner, looking back in hopes she had lost him. Relieved she didn’t see him anymore she turned back around and screamed. There he was, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. 
“What’s your hurry, luv? Night’s still young, innit?” he said.
“Stay away from me! I know what you are!” she said, backing away slowly. 
“I know and I know what you are, luv. Look, I just wanna talk,” he said, walking toward her. 
“You…you stay away! I know magic, I can hurt vampires,” she said, but she didn’t sound convincing. 
“I bet you do, luv. Why don’t you calm down, yeah? Come back to my flat, have a drink and talk?” he said, proceeding towards her.
“I’m not going anywhere with you,” she said, edging away.
Alfie nodded sympathetically. “Course not. But you’re a good girl, ain’t you though? You’ll listen to Alfie, won’t you, luv?”
She slowly blinked and she began to look sleepy. 
“You look cold. Let’s just go back to me flat, yeah?” 
Alfie paused for a moment, hoping that his mesmerism had worked. He was worried because she was a witch and he was unsure if it would work. 
“Yeah, I feel cold. That sounds fine,” she said, dreamily. 
He sighed with relief and took out his phone to dial his chauffeur. Within the hour they were back at his flat, sitting on his sofa. He had made her some tea and when he returned, he snapped his fingers, bringing her back to reality. She gasped as she came out of the trance and looked around the room in a panic. 
“Oh my god, where am I!” she shrieked and stood up. 
“You’re safe, just sit down,” he said, placing the tea to the side. He stood up and tried to guide her back to the sofa. 
“No!” she said, and started to slap at him. 
He liked how feisty she was being. Her fury was starting to get him randy. He had a sudden impulse to turn her around, yank down her panties and spread her legs apart. He wanted to skim his fingers over her quivering cunt, slip them inside and get her gushing wet, then spread her over his massive cock. He knew she’d be a vocal little creature, moaning sinfully as he pounded her into submission. 
He closed his eyes and focused all his will power on controlling himself. Once he felt the feeling dissipate, he returned his focus on Beatrix wailing her tiny fists against his chest. 
“Alright, poppet, here we go,” he said, grabbing her by the throat and shoving her down to the floor. 
“Get off me!” she screamed and beat at him harder. 
Alfie straddled her and held her throat. He didn’t squeeze, he simply held her against the floor with his body weight. As she struggled, he looked off into the distance, thinking about what he needed to do the next night. Meanwhile she kicked, slapped and cursed him.
“That’s right, luv. Get it all out of your system,” he said, nodding. 
Several moments later, he could sense her strength was tapering and her struggling becoming weaker. And then finally she stopped altogether. He felt her breathe heavily as she caught her breath.
“Fine, what do you want?” she finally said. 
“Good, I knew you’d change your mind,” he said, getting up and pulling her with him. 
She took a seat on the couch and he handed the tea he had set down earlier. Beatrix took the tea and frowned at it. 
“I'm so not drinking this,” she said. 
“Bloody hell woman. Fine, don’t drink it then,” he said. 
He watched as she looked down at the tea again, then looked at him. 
“Don’t you bloody dare,” he said, but it was too late. 
She splashed the lukewarm tea in his face and bolted for the door. Alfie sat there just for a moment and shook his head. He’d get her to settle down if it was the last thing he did. He stood up and transported himself to the front door, blocking her from opening it. 
“Let me go!” she whined. 
He grabbed her arm and dragged her back to the sofa, firmly placing her back on it. 
“Shut your pretty mouth and listen,” he said, sternly. 
She stared at him, seemingly affected by his command. 
“Your name’s Beatrix Laveau, innit? He asked. 
She nodded slowly. 
“And you're descended from Marie Laveau, the great Vodoun priestess of New Orleans?” he asked. 
“Yes. Now, just tell me what you want already!” she said, getting annoyed.
“I want to drink your blood,” he said. 
To be continued, second part in the works!
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list of pdfs on my phone because i know everyone wants to find out
race, discourse, and the origin of the americas: a new world view (many authors. i'm not writing all that)
what is to be done? (vladimir lenin)
"chemistry and the 19th-century american pharmacist" (gregory j. higby)
the torture garden (octave mirbeau)
"the vane sisters" (vladimir nabokov) + questions for discussion
"the tell-tale heart" (edgar allan poe)
"the lottery" (brainerd duffield)
slideshow about different english cities during the industrial revolution
the compleat works of nostradamus
"terms of endearment in english" (julia landmann)
"speech reflections in late modern english pauper letters from dorset" (anne-christine gardner)
"slopjank prographilose" (rose q. drifting & magnesium oxide)
a few pages of the 1897 sears, roebuck & co. catalog + some other related things
orientalism (edward said)
"in event of moon disaster" (bill safire)
ragtime (e. l. doctorow)
enough to make you blush: exploring erotic humiliation (princess kali)
"you're a mean one, mr. grinch" (dr. seuss) + close reading questions
merry muses of caledonia (robert burns)
"women and the english civil wars" lesson outline
"the concept of the left" (leszek kołakowski)
"kids in the early 1900s" (betty debnam)
"heterosexualism and the colonial/modern gender system" (maría lugones)
"for heidi with blue hair" (fleur adcock)
"flowers for algernon" (daniel keyes)
excerpt of the beginning of m*a*s*h (tim kelly)
tristan tzara poetry collection
"the nature of the beast: the portrayal of satan in the ballads of seventeenth century england" (christopher bailey)
"all the king's horses" (kurt vonnegut)
"conditional divorce in ottoman society: a case from seventeenth-century erzurum" (bilgehan pamuk)
"gender oppression in the enlightenment era" (barbara cattunar)
who's afraid of virginia woolf? (edward albee)
"visual difference & disfigurement in the arts"
"trans-misogyny primer" (julia serano)
the brothers karamazov (fyodor dostoyevsky)
the other victorians: a study of sexuality and pornography in mid-nineteeth century england (steven marcus)
the mistborn trilogy (brandon sanderson)
"the life of an unknown assassin: leon czolgosz and the death of william mckinley" (cary federman)
the brothers karamazov (fyodor dostoyevsky) again
spanish idioms with their english equivalents: embracing nearly ten thousand phrases (sarah cary becker & federico mora)
a sensation novel (w. s. gilbert)
basic principles of marxism–leninism: a primer (jose maria sison)
russia under the old regime (richard pipes)
tristan tzara: dada and surrational theorist (elmer peterson)
pan tadeusz (adam mickiewicz)
psycho nymph exile (porpentine heartscape)
1984 (george orwell)
neath to reach zine: the traveler's guide to [illegible] (i am not writing all that!!)
the dada painters and poets: an anthology (i continue to not write all that)
machine of death (still not writing all that)
"merchants, proto-firms, and the german industrialization: the commercial determinants of nineteenth century town growth" (gavin greif)
"introduction to the history of mental illness"
"girl detective & the mystery of the sap-stained skirt" (porpentine heartscape)
gadsby (ernest vincent wright)
feeling very strange: the slipstream anthology (authors galore.)
english women's clothing in the nineteeth century (c. willett cunnington)
socialism: utopian and scientific (friedrich engels)
the waste land (t. s. eliot)
"debility and disability in edith wharton's novels" (karen weingarten)
death of riley (rhys bowen)
"the black vampyre: a legend of st. domingo" (uriah derick d'arc)
raoul hausmann and berlin dada (timothy o. benson)
flight out of time: a dada diary by hugo ball
art and production (boris arvatov)
"the culture industry: enlightenment as mass deception" (theodor adorno & max horkheimer)
a gilded lady (elizabeth camden)
"changing narratives of martyrdom in the works of huguenot printers during the wars of religion" (byron j. hartsfield)
112 gripes about the french
"the spelling of the country name "romania" in british official usage: from uncertainty to standardization" (paul woodman)
"sarajevo 1914: trial process against young bosnia – illusion of the fair process" (veljko m. turanjanin & dragana s. čvorović)
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