
We were slaves once. The daylight guardians of the vampires. I was born into servitude. Yet I harbored them no ill will. Even took a vampire for my bride. It was forbidden, our union. Viktor feared a blending of the species. Feared it so much he killed her. His own daughter. Burnt alive… for loving me. This is his war. Viktor’s. And he spent the last 600 years exterminating my species.

The internal struggle between desire for treat and hatred for doggie shoes (via)
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lol I can’t decide if this is more terrifying or hilarious







