mr. vampire, fangs white as snow, in this spooky domicile, where is it you go?
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a description for you to either embody or attract as a corporealised being:
✟ Killer smile, white stars condensed as teeth, slicked hair with a single, unruly cowlick brushing the border of his perfect eyebrows; a devoted lover, and ungodly man, his beauty is neither soft nor consolatory, but cunning and austere. Violet-blasted, light-shocked, electric blue spotlights seem to shine on him, casting him not only a vampiric movie star, but as a Homeric warrior on a bas-relief faced against utter destruction, yet still winsome, hopeful, filled with heroic vengeance. His face is a poetry graven on our memories; silver, dark, harsh yet sweet, a honied poison, a diamond-encrusted blade. And he’s all yours, always a gentleman, never a saint. The glorious cruelty of Caligula in his cheshire grin, enticing casual observers to a state of madness and dissolution of restraints; heads thrown-back, eyes filmy and blown, and throat bared to the stars. He is a gothic daydream, a Lynchian nightmare, the terrifying allure of a beautiful corpse, the grotesque putrefaction of a rose. A god reborn, of Saturnian hunger and lust.
Visualise — a flash of lightning on a motorway, outside a windshield obscured by millions of raindrops, a beaten leather jacket and a mouth like a wound, an eighties rockstar, eyes outlined in black, whispered sweet nothings, sharp jawline, and deep, silvery voice uttering the moniker “Sweetheart”; charming yet dangerous.
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https://youtu.be/9OFpfTd0EIs?si=wcd2VSitRiNjpnuM ౨ৎ
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k3el6OzPBnw