乱铁 @_dirtyiron_

Is there an antidote for being a damphir or do you like it?

There's no antidote, it's just what you are. You can hide it, pretend like you're not one, but life, uh, life finds a way. To, uh, remind you. Or kill you.

What is a damphir?

Half vampire, half human. My biological father is a vampire. My mom isn't. I get all the fun powers, but none of the inherent weaknesses. And way more beings trying to kill me because I'm neither human nor vampire.

"Now that I'm free... I can do anything."

A Rick & Morty RP/Ask blog | Crossovers welcome! | Mun is 21+

Autumn "Valkyrie" Sanchez, Biomechanical Liason and the newest member of the Poppies in M-42.

He squeezes her hand lightly and pulls her in close so that he can wrap his arms around her. "He sounds like an amazing man. Like someone truly worth knowing. I am very sorry that I couldn't meet him. And I'm more sorry that you lost someone like that. Is there a good place in the Haven, hell the multiverse, where I can pay my respects, maybe let him know that his girls aren't alone, and that they're kicking ass?"

She's a little embarrassed, standing there in her little pink dress in front of the other Poppies outside of decon. They know who she's waiting for and send her secret smiles and whispers of encouragement, but her heart pounds anyway. Amazing that someone who can comb the multiverse saving so many people would have such a hard time meeting their own boyfriend for a date at the Haven. Proxima fusses with her skirt to give her hands something to do while she waits for him to arrive.

He steps out the shadows in the decon room and into the light for the decon process. It takes a second try to get his passcode right and he's pretty sure he can hear the Poppy giggling. *So much for flying under the radar tonight.* He slips his sunglasses on as the door opens and his eyes adjust to the Haven's light. He sees her standing there in a cute little pink dress and something happens that hasn't happened since his powers awakened years ago.

He trips. On his own feet. Or the ground. Who knows. Muscle memory kicks in and his powers catch him before he hits the ground, levitating him just above the pavement. He rights himself and walks to his girlfriend, smiling awkwardly.

She shows me how to cherish every moment and stay grounded in the here and now.

He shows me how to see that nothing is whole and nothing is broken.

Love how the kitty is just chowing down on Vincent's thumb.