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#Vampire!Alex AU
midostree-art · 1 year
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More vampire townies~
(I have the idea of some 8-10 hearts events having their "bad ending" version, where farmer gets bitten but doesn't survive. Like Emily's and Haley's)
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natalievoncatte · 4 months
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Content/Trigger Warning: Violence and blood
They must have used chloroform or some other trick to knock her out. Lena almost got away. Flickers of sorcerous power -raw, unrefined, deadly in their chaotic wrath- sparked between her fingers and screamed in her bones. If she’d been more alert, if she hadn’t been be checking her phone because Kara hasn’t answered about seventeen calls and half again many texts, Lena might have blown her attacker through a wall, electrocuted the flesh from their bones, or boiled their brain in its box.
Instead they snapped a black bag over her head and she woke up here. She instantly knew that she was below ground; the magical currents in the earth were frustratingly close but cut off somehow. Reaching for them was like grabbing at a wriggling fish coated in oil.
As awareness flooded back in, she knew why: the heavy iron collar around her neck, a Luthor family relic for which one of her ancestors had paid a deathly price. A witch-collar, inscribed with hellish runes.
The bag came away from her head and she looked around. She was in a chair in a basement room, in a disused part of the family wine cellar. She blinked a few times, trying to clear her vision.
Everything was red. It took her a moment to realize the room was bathed in red light from banks of lamps all around her, all around them.
Kara lay a few yards away, curled up on the floor, bundled up in a ball. She was in her cheer uniform, her golden hair turned bronze in the strange light and her skin bruised and filthy from the rough stone floor.
That shouldn’t be… how…
Lena jumped when a nearby speaker on a table chirped with Lex’s voice.
“Hello, Lena.”
“Lex?” she snapped. “What is this? What the hell are you doing?”
“Teaching you a hard lesson,” he said. “You’ve been rolling in the dirt long enough. Father won’t have it, and he left it to me to put a stop to it.”
“Put a stop to what?”
“You’ve been rutting… if you can call it that… with that thing.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Lena lied, her desperation betraying her. “Take this collar off and I’ll heal her and we’ll hope she keeps quiet about…”
“She killed one of the men I sent to take her,” said Lex. “Ripped his throat right out.”
Lena froze. “It’s not… she’s not…”
“Like that?” said Lex. “Like all the other ones? No, she’s not. At first I couldn’t fathom how she walks in daylight… but it was a simple matter to discern what wavelengths she’s sensitive to. Once I did, all I had to do was lock her up with a little of her home ambiance.”
Oh God. The lamps.
Lena rushed to where Kara lay, almost scraping her knees in the process. She rolled the other girl over and found Kara emaciated and corpselike, her skin waxy and sallow and her eyes sunken, her beauty somehow undiminished.
“I hate you,” Lena choked out “I hate you, Lex. You fucking bastard.”
“I know. You’ll get over it. Look there.”
A few feet away, a sharpened wooden stake lay on the stone tiles.
Oh no. Oh God no, not this.
“Kill her. Destroy this creature and affirm your loyalty and the collar comes off. You may think you’re powerful, but you’re not, Lena. Father has the true power here.”
“Fuck you.”
“I’m going to turn off the lamps. She’s wounded and blood-starved. It’s kill her or be killed.”
“I’d rather die.”
“So be it.”
The lamps went out with a thump, others coming on in the same instant, in the normal, cold light of the old lamps that glowed down here beneath the mansion.
Kara stirred. She rolled onto her side, then her hands and knees, and rose up to kneel. A long, rasping sound escaped her lips, half sigh and half death rattle. She looked at Lena.
“He’s right. I don’t think I can control it.”
The words came out malformed around the retractable fangs jutting from her gums. The soft red glow of her eyes swallowed the blue of her irises and she seemed lost, staring.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You’d never.”
Kara swallowed, rasping against a dry throat.
“Take it.”
“No.”
Kara looked at her plaintively, then darted across the cellar on all fours, grabbing the stake herself.
“Kara, don’t!”
“This is the only way.”
Lena bolted, crashing into Kara, heedless of impaling herself on the jagged wood. Kara forced her back, holding the stake in one hand.
“Not much time left,” Kara rasped. “Mind fading. Hunger always wins. Love you, Lee. Love you always.”
“DON’T,” Lena screamed. Kara pressed a kiss to her lips, soft, cold, her lips as dry as paper and seemingly as brittle.
The stake bit through her chest with a sickening dry crack as she shoved with both hands, groaning. She toppled beside Lena, both of them lying on the floor, and went still.
Lena felt as if it had pierced her own chest, as though her own heart were torn out. The wild magic in her surged and churned, longing to make a connection with the ancient power in the stones beneath her body, but the collar refused her. She wailed, shaking Kara’s limp, emaciated form as if to wake her up.
The next thing she heard was the heels of Lex’s shoes on the stones as he walked into the room.
“How tragic. I suppose she had actual feelings for you, after all.”
Lena threw herself at him, fingers hooked for his eyes, but he shoved her aside and she fell to the ground with a grunt.
“If you’d been more cooperative about all this, I might have let you keep her as a pet. No matter. After you’ve finished your training, love will have about as much meaning to you as it does to me.”
“I’ll never be like you.”
Lex stood over her, grinning. “Oh, you will.”
He reached down and took hold of the collar, and Lena cried out in agony as he pulled, using the cold iron to drag her to her feet. Then she went still.
With an abrupt jerk, Kara sat up, her movements strangely sharp and inhuman. She rose to her feet, the stake still embedded in her chest, impaled through the Midvale High Ranger on the chest of her leotard. She looked at Lex and smiled.
“What the fuck,” he snarled, immediately turning for the door. “Otis! Otis get in here! Kill it!”
Kara dragged him back, throwing him to the floor. She grasped the stake and pulled, dragging it from her chest and casting it to the floor.
“I am Kryptonian,” she hissed. “I am as far beyond your weakling Terran vampires as they are beyond you. Did you really think I could be killed with a stick?”
“Otis!” Lex screamed, “Otis, get in here!”
“Otis won’t be joining us,” Alex said. Kara’s sister strode into the room, Otis’s blood still on her chin and hands. “I’m afraid he had a prior engagement. My family and I had him for dinner.”
“Oh fuck,” Lex muttered.
Feral and lean and predatory, Kara stalked towards him.
“You hurt my Lena,” she said, her voice barely a breathless whisper.
Then she stopped and looked at Lena.
Lena stood there for a broken moment, staring at her brother, expecting to feel pity or confusion or at least some kind of conflict, but she felt as empty as he always said she would.
“Do it,” said Lena. “Then get this fucking thing off me. I’m going to kill his father tonight.”
Fangs bared, Kara lunged. Lena turned away. Alex didn’t.
When it was over, Kara smeared the last dregs of Lex on the back of her arm, and when she tore apart the collar, Lena seized from her a feral kiss, savoring the prick of fangs on her burning lips.
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lieselsart · 4 months
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Feeding time👅🩸
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sweet-thoot · 6 months
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Behind The Eyes
Lockets of our boys, folks
Rudy first and Alejandro last, both faces at the other if we connect them-
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geckoodles · 7 months
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Predator and prey; but which is which?
One last drawing for October. Happy Halloween!
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incelq · 7 months
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Lovejoy Halloween, 1973 🎃🦇🌟🩸
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boppdizzle · 2 months
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[IM BACK!!]
VAMPIRE CLAUDIO AND CHONDRA?????
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dextraicarus1994 · 3 months
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"The cardinal rule in going after someone with an intention to kill was not to make it personal - which it almost always ended up being anyway. It did with me". 🔴⚫🔴⚫🔴⚫🔴⚫🔴⚫🔴⚫🔴
AU Vampire Max Payne finished.😈😈😈🔥🔥
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harveywritings92 · 1 year
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[Ghost after catching his niece walking around outside of the safehouse at 2am.]
Ghost: What are you doing out of the house at this hour? Five words or less.
Lux: Out. For. A. Walk... Bitch.
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banancrumbs · 1 year
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tell me you’re down and you can bet no one is above you
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koskela-knights · 3 months
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Aleksi Kesä being consumed by hungry vampires 😳🩸
Bite marks only + without blood below
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thedeafprophet · 6 months
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i love seeing vampire stuff... actually my first au concept i came up with way back in the day was a vampire au with Jamie and The Manager... i mean c'mon, an author stumbling upon a strange hotel in the middle of the woods during a storm? classic stuff
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A post went around talking about werewolves being the ones who are most likely to be aristocratic, rich, etc. so ~ Werewolf!Henry
Rich family with several properties for full moon runs.
Excellent sense of smell.
New money vampire!Alex who can't stand self-privileged wolves, wants to raise vampires out of the gutters of gothic novels, and can't understand why he doesn't mind when a specific wolf knows his perfume every time they meet.
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Fic recs but they're all wips
I'm currently reading some really good First Prince fanfictions that are in the process of being published (some are already written, some are not), and it's been really fun having to wait for the next chapter and getting notifications so I thought I'd share.
Looping Day by TuppingLiberty
Chapters: 3/?
When Alex wakes up at the Melbourne Climate Conference after meeting Prince Henry, and it's actually not the next day, he realizes he's looping time.
Common Misconceptions of Ghosting by @faketrex
Chapters: 4/7
It takes Alex several years in the residence before he meets a White House ghost.
It takes him a good while longer yet to actually realize it once he has.
(Or, five times Henry haunts Alex, and one time he doesn't.)
NOTE: This story is complete, updates will be posted Tuesdays and Fridays.
False Dichotomy by chamel /@cha-melodius
Chapters: 2/12
One of the world’s largest retailers is opening a store on his street. A bookstore. He looks down at the article in his hand again and catches sight of a phrase: “We hope that people will see this as more than a bookstore, and hope to foster a sense of community.” As if Henry Fox-Mountchristen has any concept of what community means.
Alex very narrowly does not break something.
(When global mega-retailer Mountchristen opens a new location—led by the infuriatingly attractive and insufferable Henry Fox-Mountchristen—near his LGBTQ-focused bookshop in Soho, Alex's comfortable life is turned upsided down. Luckily, he has one of his best friends to turn to: a guy he met online and knows only as H. Meanwhile, Henry is battling against his family to make a positive difference in the world and falling further in love with a man he's never met. But... what if they changed that?
Yes, it's a You've Got Mail AU. Completely written, updating Tuesdays and Fridays.)
Sweet Like Cinnamon by KarsKars
Chapters: 3/?
Soulmate Vampire AU where soulmates share senses. Alex and Henry share the sense of taste - which poses a problem when your soulmate is an actual vampire.
Hair Twined With Flowers by Thee_Maxwell / @gay-flyboys
Chapters: 3/5
Most people get used to the feeling of their soulmate flowers appearing—it’s never something that’s too intense. They show up with just a slight pain so you didn’t accidentally look down one day and find your shin had been entirely covered in a bright red bouquet of whatever flower the cosmos decided to permanently etch onto your skin.
Alex has long since made peace with his flower being a fucking type of mint. Technically. His skin is decorated in several places with long strands of lavender. They’ve all faded now, a ghost along his skin, barely visible if you weren’t looking, though they never fully go away.
or
The Soulmate Flower AU
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thegrimdog13 · 8 months
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Creepypasta x Marble Hornets Vampire au
Yes this might just be an excuse to draw cool clothes and fangs. Don’t you dare judge me you know you want to too 🤭. Anyyyy how. If you want some headcannons just tell me. Or if you have any suggestions or just anything else let me know! Also this is mostly vampires but there will be other types of monsters and stuff.Anyhow love you all❤️
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Vampires:
•Jeff ( you already knewwww lol)
•Liu ( hates his own kind and only eats animals cough cough interview with a vampire)
•Clockwork
•Sally ( she is definitely like Claudia from interview with a vampire and is always hungry)
•Ben
•Lulu
•Nurse Ann ( she totally poses as a nurse to drink people’s blood)
•Bloody Painter ( ummm I’d don’t think I need to explain)
•Zalgo
•Lazari
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Humans:
•Nina ( because she is definitely one of those girls who falls in love with a vampire and is like turn meeeeee)
•Ticci Toby ( because)
•Eyeless Jack ( everyone is town thinks he is a vampire.poor Jack 🥺)
•Jane
•Tim/Masky
•Brian/hoodie
•Jay
•Alex
•Judge Angel ( I wannnt herrrr to be the town or city judge but back then they were so sexist… So instead I think the real judge would get advice from her without telling anyone. She would be like the cleaning lady and like be behind the stand tell him what to do lol)
•Puppeteer ( you can’t tell me he wouldn’t do puppet shows for people on the streets for money and for his own enjoyment)
•Jason the toy maker ( a toymaker 😱)
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Vampire Hunters:
•Jane
•Tim/Masky
•Brian/Hoodie
•Jay
•Alex
Edit: I know that Marble Hornets characters are not Creepypasta’s I have known that for years. I just add them together in my au’s and it’s not like I do fannon Masky or some shit. So please refrain from comments and do your research and take effort before you act on feelings. Because I have gladly watched Marble Hornets multiple times. ( this is not meant in a mean way I just curse a lot lol)
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Other monsters:
•Slender- ancient demon
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Okay so I’m not sure what to do for LJ or Candypop
Maybe Candypop could be like the local candy maker and LJ like the local clown buuttt Idk.
You can give me some suggestions on characters that should be added if you want! Also I’d you think I should change something. But I’m pretty alright with what I have. If you want more just tell me! Love you all again ❤️ Also is this because I like vampires and I just watched sleep hollow so I wanna draw 18th century clothes yesss maybe…….
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3dprintcess · 5 months
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The Doctor, The Monster, And The Count
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/52389508/chapters/132530551
A Dracula + Dr Jekyll & Mr Hyde inspired Taskmaster (UK) fic. It's already written, and I'm posting a chapter a day. Come read Alex as a sexually constipated psychiatrist losing his mind over the exotic Count Gregor Dracul's arrival!
Rated M. 56k words. M/M. A gothic romance full of angst, guilt, era-appropriate misunderstandings of mental health, a bit of magic, a bit of blood, some smut, outrageous amounts of pining, with (I promise) a happy ending.
1890 and a troubling new syndrome has struck patients of the Royal Bethlem Hospital of London, England. Doctor Alexander Jeffery, of the newly named science of psychiatry, has a special interest in curing these patients afflicted with visions, nightmares, and overwhelming desires of a deviant sexual nature. Indeed, he's close to a breakthrough - a medicine to suppress the hateful id - an idea that catches the attention of the tall, exotic, European noble who asks such probing questions and who Jeffery seems unable to get out of his thoughts. Jeffery turns at last to the stranger in the front row, the man he’d felt a strange tightening in his stomach to address. He’s regarding Jeffery with amusement, seemingly entertained by the discomfort of his fellow audience members. “And, sir, if you will permit me, have you not heard the whisper of its voiceless desires goading you to ever greater excesses? Ever darker extremes?” The large gentleman, still smirking, responds immediately. “Oh, more than you’ll know, Doctor.” And it twists within Jeffery, sounding like a promise whispered in his ear rather than called out clarion like, across a crowded, muttering, hall.
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