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I just posted a monster, I do hope it is alright?

Name; Lucien Tyrathis Age; 250 But was turned at the age of 25 Species; Vampire Gender/Sex; Assigned Female at Birth but identifies more with masculine terminology, and has transitioned mostly (Trans Man) Personality; Responds well to positive attention but a bit reclusive since coming to the sanctuary, as since he was promised he'd be "safe" from monster hunters and other monsters, as he has fought with both. You'll gain his favor by offering your neck to him to drink from. He will drink from anyone that offers, whether it be a fellow sentient monster or a curious human, he will not drink to kill though. He refuses to kill anyone,

Seems neat to me!

The morning light filtered through the thin curtains of the Yokohama apartment, casting a soft, golden glow over the tangled sheets. The room was quiet, save for the distant, muffled sounds of the city waking up, a far cry from the chaotic fire and shadow of the night before. Akemi woke slowly, the haze of sleep lifting to reveal the weight and warmth of the Hellhound still anchored against her. They were deeply entangled, the hound had shifted in the night, her powerful frame pressed flush against Akemi’s. As Akemi’s senses sharpened, she became intensely aware of the physical reality of their embrace. Their chests were pressed toget

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Hellhound was deep asleep for a while and despite being the heat generator between the two, the puppy girl found a lot of comfort against her friend and what softness she had to offer. She probably did not realize her own weight but at least she was not heavy enough to harm Akemi. Unconsciously, she was using her friend like a pillow. The bed itself and her being two things she was not used to sleep on, rather used to hard and rough surfaces for so long, instead. The hound never really had the chance to feel what a human's night of sleep felt like very often if at all until this night. Of course, the night was not simply a casual one either.