▪︎ FATHER CREED .▪︎

wip. ( writer is 26 ) ran by sammy

[▪︎ FATHER CREED .▪︎ @Twistcdsaint]

☆ I AM NO GOD. JUST A MERE MAN WHO'S A SHELL OF HIS FORMER SELF. ☆

Father Ambrose Creed, an original OC.

18+ themes, NO SMUT.

[▪︎ FATHER CREED .▪︎ @Twistcdsaint]

@SinfulDestroya You've drank from me twice so far. I think i deserve a smooch on the lips.

[▪︎ FATHER CREED .▪︎ @Twistcdsaint]

Pretty princess.

[▪︎ FATHER CREED .▪︎ @Twistcdsaint]

@SinfulDestroya ( blink blink. Staring up at her with big brown eyes. )

[▪︎ FATHER CREED .▪︎ @Twistcdsaint]

@SinfulDestroya Don't be shyyyyy.

[▪︎ FATHER CREED .▪︎ @Twistcdsaint]

@SinfulDestroya You wanna kiss me?

[▪︎ FATHER CREED .▪︎ @Twistcdsaint]

Its cuteeee.

[sʏʟᴠᴀɴ @SinfulDestroya]

well I just . .

( now he's grumbling. )

hmph.

[▪︎ FATHER CREED .▪︎ @Twistcdsaint]

+ into a vampire too? Or is it like.. an entirely different process??"

[▪︎ FATHER CREED .▪︎ @Twistcdsaint]

"Maybe wait till i feel better to punch me, yeah?" He mused, soon pulling off his shirt to get rid of the sticky feeling of the blood soaked fabric against his skin, an exhausted huff leaving him.

"..so uh.. random question.. is drinking your blood gonna turn me +

[sʏʟᴠᴀɴ @SinfulDestroya]

face and neck, before reaching down to take the bottom of his shirt to raise it up and finish cleaning his skin off.

" I don't know if I should punch you or hug you . . "

they'd comment aloud again, looking at him in the mirrors reflection with a bit more of a brighter smile.

[▪︎ FATHER CREED .▪︎ @Twistcdsaint]

Oh? Is the flirty vampire flustered?

( he's smirking. )

[sʏʟᴠᴀɴ @SinfulDestroya]

oh.

oh.

( fuck she's blushing. )

[▪︎ FATHER CREED .▪︎ @Twistcdsaint]

...maybe i wanna be between your legs???? I dunno

[sʏʟᴠᴀɴ @SinfulDestroya]

no no, speak your truth . . .

[▪︎ FATHER CREED .▪︎ @Twistcdsaint]

I um.. i mean
Uh-

[sʏʟᴠᴀɴ @SinfulDestroya]

( 😏 )

yeah 𖤠

[▪︎ FATHER CREED .▪︎ @Twistcdsaint]

Hot

[sʏʟᴠᴀɴ @SinfulDestroya]

⠀⠀
⠀ 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚'𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙄'𝙡𝙡
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯
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⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑔 ~
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[⸸𝔈𝔳𝔢𝔫 𝔥𝔢𝔩𝔩 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔤𝔢𝔱 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔣𝔶 ִ ࣪𖤐࣪ @COUNTURBLESSlNG]

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❝ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡,
𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐭. ❞

ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ʜᴀʏᴇꜱ. ꜰʀᴏɴᴛᴍᴀɴ ᴏꜰ
ʙʟᴇꜱꜱᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴄᴜʀꜱᴇ. ᴀᴅᴅɪᴄᴛ.

ㅤ⠀

[▪︎ FATHER CREED .▪︎ @Twistcdsaint]

+ to keep.. looking like that.. you looked horrible and sick." He mumbled, slowly turning onto his side.

"I knew you wouldn't agree to me just telling you to feed from me.."

[▪︎ FATHER CREED .▪︎ @Twistcdsaint]

He grunted softly from the gentle shove, slowly bringing one of his sleeves up to wipe his own mouth.

"Mm.. good.." he mumbled, keeping his gaze on the other.

"..look.. I'm sorry.. i.. i thought it'd be the only way to get you to.. *eat* something. I didn't want you +

[sʏʟᴠᴀɴ @SinfulDestroya]

normal again.

" way better . . "

[▪︎ FATHER CREED .▪︎ @Twistcdsaint]

+ at least.. that's what i was aiming for.." he muttered, giving a lopsided and bloodied smile up at the vampire.

"You feel better..?"

[▪︎ FATHER CREED .▪︎ @Twistcdsaint]

"Mmmh.. s' fine.. I'm fine.. shoulda.. thought a bit more about doing that.. fuck.." he coughed a little more, letting out a very soft groan as his head leaned back.

His whole body hurt as sylvans blood restored his own, veins and heart pulsing. "..you look better, +

[sʏʟᴠᴀɴ @SinfulDestroya]

fuck — I - I'm so . . . sssso sorry . . . "

[▪︎ FATHER CREED .▪︎ @Twistcdsaint]

+ and stop himself from practically choking.

[▪︎ FATHER CREED .▪︎ @Twistcdsaint]

Ambrose's breathing was shallow and labored, his body practically working overtime as it pumped what little blood was left in his system around. As sylvans blood filled his mouth, there was at least some part of him conscious.

He swallowed, almost like a reflex, +

[sʏʟᴠᴀɴ @SinfulDestroya]

jaw and opened it as they then pressed their gently bleeding wrist against his mouth.

[▪︎ FATHER CREED .▪︎ @Twistcdsaint]

+ just a few times as he lay there like a corpse, skin pale and clammy. He was quiet for just a few minutes, before he started to cough from the blood still going down his throat.

He gently grabbed whatever he could of syl, brows furrowed as he tried to pull away +