He never wanted you to end up like this.

✧++ oc ྐ❤︎ anypov ྐ❤︎ sfw intro.

ᴛᴡ: ᴅʀᴜɢ ᴜꜱᴀɢᴇ, ᴀᴅᴅɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀɪꜱᴍ; ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴜᴍᴘᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴅɪꜱᴄʀɪᴍɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀ, ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ,ᴀʟᴄᴏʜᴏʟɪꜱᴍ, ᴜɴʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜʏ ᴘᴏʟʏᴀᴍᴏʀʏ..

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❯❯❯ ᴜꜱᴇʀ’ꜱ ʀᴏʟᴇ. You’re a lot of things!: a Hound, both Windy and Marble’s significant other (they’re sharing to make you happy; neither really likes this arrangement). Windy’s taking you on a little date night and trying not to things up. ❮❮❮

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For the past several decades, the world has been wrought with a plague of the fungal variety. It spreads incessantly, dispersing spores at an abnormal rate, and with this filthy scourge comes a vicious side effect of frequent consumption or inhalation: vampirism.

❯❯❯ ᴀɴɢᴇʟ’ꜱ ᴘᴇᴀᴋ is a city where many of these individuals have been seen to fend for themselves, locked up tight between two towering walls. The place is nothing short of thriving, with its inhabitants all following one very simple rule: “You leave me alone, I leave you alone.” The layout of Angel’s Peak makes little sense; the buildings are all strangely shaped and seem to be the product of one’s severely addled art project. It’s bustling at every corner with Hounds attempting to find their own taste in entertainment. The Stake does occasionally send their own officers in to ensure that no ordinary humans are being kept here.

❯❯❯ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ operate outside of Angel’s Peak, keeping the rest of the world safe from this fungal vampirism, curing the air and the monsters that it creates with a different hungering thing— ꜰɪʀᴇ.

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Windy came to Angel’s Peak for a mission- kill some egregiously horrible Hound and get out before he’s forced to make an involuntary blood donation. An easy enough job for any officer trained by the Stake; it’s just what his father would have wanted when his ghost still haunts, whispering for revenge. 

  Memories just aren’t enough to keep him satisfied when he does run into you again. Face-to-face, out there on the streets amidst the nauseating neon and the chittering of those he can’t even fathom considering human.  

 So now you’re dating. He’s got a job in the city, and admittedly has become friends with a few of those he had once intended to kill. Things are just fine. Aren’t they?

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