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    The Residences

    Sacrosanct contains four distinct neighborhoods, each with their own specific kind of houses and residents. Explore our districts, view lists of our citizens and enjoy our block parties!

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    Anacosta Heights

    10 residents

    Anacosta Heights

    Situated above the daily life of the city, Anacosta Heights is a tucked away suburb featuring extravagant neo-gothic inspired mansions. The inhabitants of this neighborhood often show their overwhelming wealth with sports cars lining their long, circular driveways, large pools and manicured gardens. The homeowners of Anacosta Heights treasure their privacy as seen by the high iron gates to the security personnel present at every entrance.

    Ceara HadeRowena MetcalfEmma MikaelsonSebastian EllingtonKohl JonesPhaedra AlderDareios Auerbach Amelia MarekEve ThornAndras Stein
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    Dupont Circle

    4 residents

    Dupont Circle

    Dupont Circle is a small suburban neighborhood settled within the serene portion of the southern portion of town. Although these houses are somewhat small (often two to three bedrooms) they feature back yards, porches, garages and far more breathing space then the Village offers. This neighborhood often is more family orientated and even has organized events for children and for the neighborhood as a whole.

    Adelaide LabelleJohnathan HolmesGia Jones Aine O'byrne
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    Hawethorn Village

    5 residents

    Hawethorn Village

    Settled in the middle of downtown, Hawethorn Village consists of several victorian inspired row houses just off the main street. Due to it's convenience to just about everything, the village can be a tad expensive to live within. However, the residents of this neighborhood often have two to three story townhouses, often with a one to two car garage. Many of the houses feature bay windows and/or rooftop terraces.

    Serafina DuboisDavante DorianAnastasia RomanovaLazarus DarayMiyako Aiken
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    River Dale

    10 residents

    River Dale

    River Dale primarily consists of apartments that, despite their age and industrial appearing interior, still hold true to the victorian history that permeates the town. These apartments are often the cheapest option and sport scuffed, older wooden floors, open floor plans and the occasional brick beams.

    Isolt GriffinAlekai EveroKillian CarrickRegan IzumiElenore DorianSterling TenembrageDorian AragonaEmerson NavarroBeylani RoseBenjamin Andreev
i have died every day waiting for you101.176.136.166Posted On July 25, 2017 at 2:53 PM by Dorian Aragona

The Sun Also Rises


There was something so completely and utterly satisfying in the warmth of his lover’s hand so flattening against his figure only to slip beneath the waistband of his jeans and explore that wholly sensitive flesh that lay beneath. It took but barely a singular stroke of his lover’s fingers to stoke at that desire and so readily result in an all-too clear response from the Monarch’s figure. Sebastian was no doubt aware of that clear shift in Dorian’s own physique and within the vampire’s very hand. God but he had waited two days for this! That time away had left him utterly wanting and his form near aching for his lovers touch. To so finally have Sebastian afford him but even a glimpse of that attention he had so desired on those nights alone was utterly blissful, such thoughts alone surely only increasing that pleasurable sensation. After all, there was something wholly intoxicating in the knowledge it was Sebastian’s touch that brushed against him now. His Consort but the only being within the entirety of the world permitted this sort of intimacy with the Monarch himself- Dorian assured he would have it no other way. How silly it must surely seem that a mere two days might so result in such insatiable desire for his lover and yet how that separation had tugged at his very heart! He had missed Sebastian’s company and all that came with it. Dorian so simply desiring that intensity of emotion and simple closeness that came from those couplings. The Fae so adoring that freedom to simple love his Boyfriend Consort in every way possible.

The moan was readily stolen from his lips in the wake of that touch, his hips shifting in some effort to have the vampire take only more of him, Dorian hardly disappointed in that least when Sebastian moved to allow his hand to cup him entirely. The Fae King, in that moment, was largely oblivious to that near wicked grin that danced upon his companion’s lips and that simple pleasure Sebastian took in stealing those sounds from himself. Sebastian’s thumb moved to caresses that sensitive length then, Dorian unable to hold back yet another sound of desire as that dull, pleasurable ache readily seemed to grip at him, tugging at his loins with a simple and singular want. The vampires near whine at so having been declined that chance to enjoy those two days the Monarch had tested without the constructs of those normally present undergarments was met with that near breathless assurance of his own that perhaps, next time, he might see fit to afford Sebastian that very knowledge if only to have him wonder of it. That impish grin upon his lovers lips only seemed to widen then, the man assuring him such information would surely have resulted in a wholly interesting two days. Ah, but how he had enjoyed those texts they had exchanged several weeks ago! That singular night had been the Monarch’s very first experience with that modern day ‘sexting’ and one had had taken to with gusto the moment he had so come to understand the delights to be had in such teasing games. How readily he might have engaged within it again and yet- how little work he would surely have gotten done. The very notion of it coaxing that soft chortle from his lips once more before yet another stroke of Sebastian’s hand so threatened to undo him.

Gods, but that touch was perfection! That lack of undergarments so proving to be a decidedly prudent choice for this evening as yet another moan was coaxed from within him. His silvery gaze fluttered closed as his head tilted back in simple response to those sensation, Dorian wholly oblivious to how that simple gesture so tightened that skin upon his neck and throat and in turn, so readily seemed to excite his companions more predatory urges until the vampire once more chewed upon his lip. The Fae’s hips shifting again in that simple desire for further friction before that all-to fleeting kiss saw his gaze flutter open once more. That soft utterance of a gift so readily seemed to ensnare his attention. Dorian so struggling to find some clarity through that haze of pleasure and that simple want for more to offer his lover that response, curiosity so evidently clear within his accented tone. His own hands shifted from his lover’s waist for but the first time then, one hand reaching to trace along the fabric outline of Sebastian decidedly clear arousal. Dorian relishing that falter in the vampires previously even breathe as he afforded the man that far firmer touch he surely craved. The manner in which Sebastian’s lips seemed to part was hardly missed, Dorians own pressing to them then to steal any sound he might have made before allowing his teeth to drag across that soft bottom pillow of Sebastian’s own lower lip. That gentle nip a gesture Dorian knew readily that his lover responded particularly well too before he queried that gift once more.

His gaze shifted briefly from Sebastian’s own and towards that nightstand, curiosity tugging potently at him then. The Monarch so utterly unable to deny those curiosities once that managed to seize him. Slowly, Sebastian’s touch upon him ceased, the man gently removing his hand, that soft groan of dissatisfaction forced from his lips and yet the sudden release of that button and zip was nothing short of glorious! That straining desire finally afforded some measure of relief as that tightness fell away and a simple sigh parted his own lips in response. Dorian was hardly willing to deny his own lover that comfort in turn, his fingers brushing upward to loosen Sebastian’s own jeans and offer that same comfort. His gaze lingered but a moment longer upon that want so clear upon his lover’s figure, Dorian near content to admire that reaction he had brought to life, a simper dancing upon his lips before his hand reached for his lovers own once more. Dorian content to bring Sebastian with him as he wandered across that room to settle on the edge of the bed beside the nightstand that so contained his gift. Dorian reached easily for that drawer then, sliding it open to reveal that box within, the man lifting it easily to place onto his lap with a clear intrigue.

“Oh! It is a…. oh.”

Those pictures that so adorned the outside of the box had evidently become clear to the Fae, the Monarch’s cheeks flushing slightly in a fashion almost innocent upon a man whom was anything but within those intimate expressions and yet, Dorian had so come from a time in which those sexual encounters were rarely spoken of let alone so obtrusively printed upon a box! His silver gaze continued to linger upon that packaging with an almost intense curiosity, the man turning it over several times before his gaze flickered briefly to the vampire beside him and back once more. His fingers so neatly plucked at one end of that box then, the packaging proclaiming it to be some sort of…toy and yet Dorian remained entirely doubtful that this was the sort of toy one gifted a child. That ‘toy’ slid from the box and into his hand a moment later, both eyes rising once more.

“What on earth…..”

The words fell softly from his lips, that phrase hardly containing any displeasure, more so, the Monarch found himself wholly intrigued by such a gift. The Man never once having seen anything of the sort in all his life. Such a distinctly modern addition to their coupling was outside of his own near ancient knowledge. He turned that toy about within his hand, the King content to examine it from several angles as if this might so afford him knowledge of just what it did or how it might be used, that box, in the least, offering him some indication of both those queries. His gaze at last lifting to Sebastian once more. That simper tugging at his lips.

“This is very intriguing, Mon Cher! I have never in all my life seen something like this. I am not assured I comprehend entirely what it is or how it is used but-“

He paused once more, his gaze glancing from that box to that toy within his hand and back again. Dorian unable to deny that veritable excitement that so came with exploring something new between those sheets. He had been, within his own time, near distinctly renowned for the ‘ideas’ he seemed eternally plagued with. Sebastian having been subject to a veritable plethora of them with no hesitation on his part, the Monarch wholly willing it seemed, to embrace this idea upon his lovers part in turn. Dorian nothing if not decidedly bold when it came to such things even if he was sure to require the vampires guidance on the veritable ‘how’ of such a gift.

“-I am very willing to learn.”

He so responded at last, that warm grin still in place, Dorian so evidently both accepting of that gift and willing to embrace it even despite his distinct lack of knowledge upon it. After all, he held a distinct faith within his lover when it came to such things. Sebastian had so provided him a veritable innumerate amount of firsts, all of which he had utterly enjoyed. This was sure to be no different and yet Dorian was hardly willing to wait any longer to find out. That utter want was still demanding of him as the Fae shifted upon that bed, Dorian wholly content to make use of Sebastian’s seated form in that moment. That box was placed back upon the nightstand, that gift itself rested on the bed beside Sebastian as Dorian shifted readily to straddle his lover then, one leg resting either side of the vampires own as he made himself wholly comfortable on the man’s lap, his lips eagerly finding Sebastian’s now in a kiss nothing short of demanding in turn. How glorious that simple taste! Dorian deepening that kiss readily now as his fingers reached easily for the hem of his lovers shirt. His fingers grasped at that hem, the Fae content to tug it upward and off, exposing those hard, toned plains of his boyfriends chest that were nothing short of utterly exquisite, that simple delight surely clear upon his features. His fingers reached unashamedly forward to run over those hard muscles in clear appreciation, his thumb circling upon one of those risen peaks, those simple words uttered before his lips returned readily to the vampires own.

“I am quite sure we are wearing far too many clothes."


Dorian Aragona




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