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deangirlsstuff67 · 1 year

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Good Girl

MOC! Dean x Reader

Warnings: Praise, sex toys, MOC! Dean, bondage, Unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, anal play, P in V, dirty talk

Summary: Dean and Sam are fighting yet again. You hear glass shatter against a wall, followed by a very angry Sam slamming his door. Feeling brave, you go in search of Dean.

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They're at it again. Those two fight worse than a married couple these days. Makes sense given the current situation we all find ourselves living in. I just don't think angering Dean is the wisest choice, he's already on the edge most days. It would take a soft wind to blow him over.

Sadly, your new to hunting, meaning the guys don't listen to you on a good day. Couple years ago Dean and Sam saved your crazy ass when a nest of vampires came to town and killed your family. You are 22 years old and bought the boys enough whiskey at the local bar to make them agree you could come back to the bunker.

Dean tries to avoid you as much as possible. While you don't get the feeling he hates you, you do know you make him uncomfortable.

Sam has taken you under his wing as a little sister. Teachs you the basics of fighting and makes you read lore book after lore book. And in this place I think I'll be dead before I get through it all.

Even Cas has taken a liking to you. He teaches you about angels and you teach him how to be less awkward, it's sort of working.

Glass shattering brings you back to the present.

Well fuck, that can't be a good sign. Moments later heavy, angry foot steps deasend the hallway and a door slams. Sam's door, meaning Dean's still out there... pissed.

With a loud sigh you get out of bed. You're wearing one Dean's flannels and black lacy underwear. You've always had a crush on the older Winchester. Tonight you're hoping the outfit will work like armor. Dean's a ladies man after all, and your not bad looking if you say so yourself.

Slowly and quietly you make your way towards the command center in search of the ticking time bomb known as Dean. This is most definitely a bad idea but you can't stand the thought of him alone with all that rage running through his veins.

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The scene you walk in on saddens your soul. Dean has the bottle of amber liquor sitting beside him as he stares at the wall and broken glass. So lost in his own head he doesn't hear me coming until I'm standing in front of him.

Those bright green eyes rake up and down my body, the farther they travel the darker they become. When he drags his eyes back to mine they are damn near pitch black. Lust sparkling in them.

Oh fuck.

You try to sound strong and confident, but let's face it this man melts you into a puddle at his feet.

"Dean..." your voice is higher than normal, barely above a whisper, "are you o... okay?"

His breathing is labored, coming out in deep puffs that shake his shoulders. To look at him you'd think he was on the verge of murder. But it's his eyes, they tell a very different story.

"That’s my shirt y/n." The way your name rolls of his tongue is dangerous. Sending a warmth straight to your core, making you involuntarily squeeze your thighs together.

His eyes snap down to your soaking core. Shit, he noticed. Of course he did, wouldn't be a good hunter if he didn't have reflexes of a cat.

"I didnt think you'd mind. I need to do laundry. " You go to reach for his hand but he stands abruptly. Without a word he turns to leave the room, and you.

Why Dean.

Not this time. You rush him from behind but your plan back fires. Next thing you know Dean has you pinned against the wall and his hard body. Very hard... ALL of it.

After a couple moments of silence you have to ask, "why do you always run from me?"

A smile curls those perfectly soft lips before he lightly pumps his hips into yours, making his hard cock rub deliciously against your dripping core.

Well fuck, it's not that he hates me, it's that he likes me... a lot.

Now or never y/n.

Feeling brave you look him dead in the eye and ask, "why don't you use some of that pent up anger for some good big guy?" Finishing off by grabbing his cock through his jeans, hard.

Groaning, Dean rips you off the wall and down the hall.

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Bondage. Should have seen this coming in hindsight. The man thrives on control. Even more so now.

Here I am tied to Dean's bed via handcuffs. The beautiful specimen in his black boxers looking down at me as he pushes the small vibrator straight onto my bundle of nerves, again.

"Such a good girl for me. Think you have one more in that tight little pussy for me?" He moves a finger down to the plug he worked into my tight channel and softly taps.

My head is spinning from the previous orgasms he's pulled from my body already, the most I can do is let out a loud moan in answer.

This is a side of Dean I've never experienced before. He's enjoying making me cock drunk. Thriving on the power it supplies him. At least if the ever growing wet spot at the top of his boxers is any indication.

"Beg me sweetheart. Beg for my cock to fill you, stretch you." My eyes are closed but I know he's close. I can feel his hot breath on my cheek as he leans down to whisper in my ear.

"Dean... pl.. please can I.. I have your co.. cock"

"You're sound so pretty when you beg Princess." He lifts the vibrator off my clit just before another orgasm rips through my body. I whimper at the lose making him laugh.

Before I have time to protest my lose, Dean positions himself between my shaking thighs and feeds his rock hard dick into my soaking core.

Groans echo off the walls of his room as we adjust to the feel of each other. He's huge. That big dick cocky energy isn't a lie, the man's packing.

"Y/N you feel amazing wrapped around my cock." Slowly he pulls out until nothing but the tip is left then he slams back in. Handcuffs rattling from the movement.

He takes me hard and fast. Working both of us into a frenzy of moans and whimpers. Soon I'm clamping down on his cock making it harder for him to pull out as I scream his name and flood his member and thighs.

It's all it takes to send him over the edge as he joins me. Rope after rope of warm cum fills my quivering walls. He's Cummings so hard I can feel it begin to leak out of me and down my thighs.

Dean collapses onto my worn-out body. Only moving to undo the handcuffs and bring my arms down to massage as he catches his breath. Once we are back on planet Earth, he eases his soften dick from my abused core, the mixture of us leaking out.

Memorized for a moment, he takes his fingers and gently pushes it back inside me, causing my to whimper.

Dean smiles down at me, satisfied and moves to the bathroom to clean up and bring me a wet cloth. After he's done cleaning us up, he grabs my body and man handles it to a postion of his liking as we cuddle together.

Moments pass in silence before Dean speaks, "thank you. That was exactly what I needed to calm the mark. You're amazing sweetheart."

"Anything for you Dean."

"I didn't hurt you, did I?"

A soft giggle leaves my lips, "not in a bad way."

Dean sends me a naughty smirk and wink before taking my lips in a passionate kiss.

"Get some rest Princess, I have plans for us when we wake."

It's the last I hear before sleep takes my exhausted body into the land of slumber, dreaming of tomorrow and what awaits me.

#dean girl #dean winchester #jensen ackles #supernatural #spn fanfic #deanwinchtser #dean x you #dean winchester fic #dean winchester x original female character #dean winchester x female!reader #dean winchester x ofc #dean winchester x reader

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panlight · 1 year

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This question has haunted me since I first read the books in high school. If vampires have super hearing and smell, how tf did Bella poop at their house? Like, at some point I’m sure she had too. What an absolutely horrifying experience that would be! Just knowing that your soon to be in-laws are listening to you take a shit in surround sound. Tf.

It is pretty anxiety-inducing to think about, right? Or at least embarrassing. And totally the kind of thing that would embarrass Bella specifically. She could have possibly avoided it up until her monster pregnancy when she was living full-time at the Cullens and was still human. Yikes.

I'm sure SM would say the Cullens do their best to give her privacy and not notice/think about it, maybe Alice even sees she needs to use the restroom and ushers everyone outside but that seems even more embarrassing? Like, hi, you all need to leave your house so I can use the bathroom, thanks. And Alice has like Poo-pourri and air fresheners and everything in the bathroom trying to make her feel comfortable.

And this reminds me that there (as best as I remember) is no discussion about Renesmee and the restroom. Does this baby poop? Does anyone have to change her diapers? Is she potty trained? I feel like SM avoided all this because it's not "pretty." I suppose if she's only drinking blood her body might process it like a vampire's and there's no waste, but they did try to get her to eat human food too and drink baby formula so that should generate some waste, right? But we hear how quickly she learned to walk and talk and read and dance . . . but is she potty trained??

I mean I get it; most books don't spend time on this kind of thing unless it's relevant to the plot somehow. But it DOES specifically feel like the kind of anxiety Bella would have; she sees humans as weak and lesser and omg now these perfect sparkling gods and goddesses know that I poop! How horrifying! Like, girl, they kill animals with their teeth and drink the blood. That's grosser than any human bodily function IMO.

But I wouldn't want to use the bathroom there either, so I get it.

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luniidae · 3 months

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~ The Encounter ~

Chapter I

Note: Hi everyone ! I'm trying something new here... I really don't know where I go with this, but I'll give it a try. I still need to find a name for this story. There's nothing spicy (yet) or anything as it is the very beginning and some background for my character, and I'm sorry for this short chapter but this is the first time I do that kind of thing, so..... 🫣 Anyway, hope you'll enjoy !

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You could say that Luvia didn't have a childhood like others, but actually, she didn't really have the time to have one. The little girl was only 6 years old when she crossed paths with a certain Korilla. And it was this meeting that would change the course of her life, perhaps one day for the better, but above all for the worse. And young Luvia had no idea...

While on a mission for Raphael, Korilla stopped at the Sunken Flagon of Neverwinter as night fell. But she didn't intend to stay, because the boss's business doesn't wait. She still took the time to relax with a good beer before hitting the road again. It had been a long day, and the night was going to be just as long. A few chats and a pint later, it was time for our golden dwarf to get back on track with her mission. As she left the inn, she suddenly felt like she was being watched. She scanned the surroundings and caught the eye of a little girl who was staring at her from the roof of a neighboring house. There she was, sitting near an open window that probably overlooked her bedroom. She didn't move an inch and silently observed the passers-by from the darkness. Her eyes, like two rubies, sparkled in the night.

Korilla wondered at first if she wasn't a vampire, but it was a completely different aura that she perceived. Something ancient with latent potential.

She observed her for a few moments, intrigued by this little being who seemed to hide her game well.

Could she be a...? No... This species has been extinct for ages. And Neverwinter wasn't really the kind of place you'd expect to find them. But the more she looked at her, the more she was sure she had made a most interesting discovery. She then hastened to leave the city in order to continue her mission and return as quickly as possible to inform Raphael.

A few nights later, at the House of Hope.... Korilla came to find him.

“Boss, I think I discovered something that you should really like…” the dwarf stepped forward confidently while the devil had his nose buried in his paperwork.

"Is that so ? Tell me everything. What did the cat bring us ?" he raised his head, resting his chin on his fist.

"I think I found a Dracanist*. And surprisingly, she's quite young."

Raphael raised an eyebrow, surprised and skeptical.

"Really ? Just like that, in the middle of Neverwinter ? It seems quite... Implausible to me. Are you sure you haven't drank too much ?", he sneered.

“It seems that there is no need to look very far after all.” Korilla replied without dismaying, “If I remember well, you were looking for particular elements to build your army. If this kid is what she seems to be, I think we can make something of her.”

Raphael thought for a few moments. The Dracanists were a once powerful people whose horns possessed extraordinary healing properties. They also mastered blood magic, a dark power capable of the worst madness but also of the greatest feats, and having this type of individual at his side could be very useful in his conquest of the Hells. Unfortunately, they had been extinct for centuries, but it would not be unlikely that the lasts of them had masqueraded as Tieflings over the years.

Regardless, Raphael trusted Korilla and her judgment. After all, she had very rarely disappointed him, unlike her sister, Hope. And even if she was wrong, he could still get rid of the girl.

“Bring her back here” he finally said, “We’ll see exactly what it’s all about.”

Korilla nodded, satisfied, and turned on her heel, heading back to Neverwinter. Tonight, the House of Hope would have a new resident..

Be continued....

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*Dracanist: it is a fictional species I've created.

Fun fact: The Sunken Flagon is a reference to the game Neverwinter Nights 2.

#art #artists on tumblr #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #fantasy #video games #digital art #fanfic

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samantha-and-her-chaotic-desires · 7 months

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Okay, so, like I said, I've taken inspiration from various sources and just kinda mashed it together into its own thing.

No, they don't sparkle. Putting that up front, they dont. I don't know why Twilight did that, but no.

Vampires are very rare in this au. To put it in perspective, if you were to somehow successfully round up all the vampires living in a single US state, you'd maybe have two or three vampires. MAYBE five, depending on the state, and even that's uncommon.

Of the small number of vampires to exist, maybe 0.5% of them would be born vampires. Almost 99.9% of the time, if you do meet a vampire, they're going to be a bitten vampire (ei someone turned into a vampire)

Bitten vampires are mostly the only ones that turn people into vampires. Born vampires rarely do because they tend to view bitten vampires as lesser or insignificant to them due to them not having pure vampire bloodlines.

Turning someone into a vampire is INCREDIBLY dangerous and painful due to the process. A vampire can't simply bite someone to turn them into another vampire. They need to drain their victim of nearly all their blood, only leaving a small amount. The vampires saliva them bonds with the remaining red blood cell's, multiplying within the victim to turn them into a vampire. Part of the reason this is so dangerous is because Vampires instinctually want to drink all their victims' blood, so they actively have to fight against themselves in order to leave enough blood for the transformation to take place. They also have to judge how much blood their leaving. Too much, and the white blood cells might attack the vampire saliva, preventing the transformation and killing the host. Too little, and the victim dies of blood loss before the transformation can even begin.

Even if the transformation begins, the vampire still has to look after their victim, not only to ensure their weakened body doesn't get an infection or die of other causes, but also to teach them how to hunt and survive. If the vampire chooses to leave, the victims' chances of survival are very slim unless another vampire steps in, or victim end up being incredibly luck and survives despite the odds (this is what happens in Wicks case)

Vampires tend to drink blood every day/every other day, but they can only last without blood for about a week. After which, the hunger gets too intense, and they go into what's known as blood lust. However, this can temporarily be avoided by numbing the hunger, which can be done by consuming alcohol or taking drugs of some kind.

Blood lust is what occurs when a vampire goes too long without consuming blood. Their vamperic urges get so desperate to satiate their need for blood that they essentially take over, sending the host into a state of animalistic hunger. During a case of blood lust, a vampire becomes extremely violent and unpredictable, often chasing after the first scent of blood they catch. Unlike normal feeding, where they'll simply bite into the aorta and suck the blood out, a vampire taken over by blood lust will instead resort to ripping and tearing at their preys neck, often gouging out chunks in a desperate attempt to get to the blood as fast as possible. After the blood lust wears off, the vampire often remembers nothing of the incident.

Typically, if a vampire goes into blood lust once, the chances of them going into it again are very likely if they don't feed regularly.

Vampires only have a very limited amount of time to consume blood after their prey dies, usually only an hour or so. If they consume it after this time, there is a likely change it will make them suck. Because of this, most vampires prefer to drink immediately after the prey is dead, some even drinking while the prey is still alive.

Vampires can drink both the blood of animals and the blood of people. Most prefer the taste of people blood, but it's very common for vampires to instead consume animal blood to avoid having to harm others.

Although vampires are mostly solitary, they do tend to create very deep emotional bonds, both with other vampires and people. They heavily rely on these bonds for emotional comfort and companionship. Though it is not often seen, it's suspected that a deep enough bond with someone can help bring a vampire out of blood lust or even help to delay the effects of it. These bonds are often romantic but can also be platonic or familial.

Vampires are fanominal at hiding. They are able to blend in perfectly with society to the point that those around them will often go their entire lives without knowing someone close to them is a vampire.

Vampires are not immortal. They have much longer life expectancies than non-vampires, but do not live forever.

Vampires can be killed by regular means, such as being shot or stabbed. However, they are able to heal themselves incredibly quickly due to the contents of their blood. It only takes around 24 hours for them to fully heal from multiple stab or bullet wounds, though this can vary depending on the location of the injury.

I think that's all I have for now? I might come up with more as I write.

Genuinely love the fact this created concept was to contradict the normal vampire ideas. Them not being immortal, not sparkling, and being a tiny part of the population is a nice change of pace. I also like them blending in with their environment, as well as the idea of blood lust.

Anon. You are such a blessing. I love this so much. Scarfing this AU down sdfbgvnvsdfbn

#Lackadaisy Vampire AU - by Anon #lackadaisy #lackadaisy au #ask #answered ask #thanks for the ask! <3 #I have been blessed #I love yall

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edenjohansson · 1 year

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Chapitre 3

fifty shades of Red

Bella's pov :

It took me 2 hours to choose a proper dress for tonight. It's my first party in 100 years. So I'm not supposed to dress with a corset and ancient jewelry. Or even with my armor.

I finally found a black dress. With sparkles and a slit on the side of it. I choose simple black heels and my favorite rings. My hair is braided along my head.

I look at myself in a mirror and admire my tattoo on my neck. Two swords togethers.

As I began to walk away my alarm started ringing.

"Who the hell is it?"

I grabbed my phone and heard a voice speaking.

"My Queen. I called a few times today. It's urgent"

"Klein. I don't have time right now so call tomorrow"

"I'm sorry I can not"

I felt his anxiety through the phone. Klein never called unless it's really really bad. And obviously right now it was bad. I checked my clock. It was 7p.m, the party started at 8p.m but I lived in Canada near Vancouver so even if I ran really fast I was going to be late.

"I'm coming. But Klein, do me a favor. Be quick, really quick"

"Of course My Queen"

I rang up and decided to not change myself and go to my palace like this. I hope my makeup doesn't get dirty if I have to fight. I go down to my living room and pack my stuff in my little bag. My crown was in her showcase. I admire it for a second and disable the security.

I took her and put it on my head.

She was so light that I didn't even know she was there but I felt her power in my body. With my crown I have abilities that no one else has. I can see, hear and control the minds of everyone. It's quite helpful when some people are a bit reluctant.

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My palace was the biggest in all of America. It has black walls and a huge door in human's bones. Yes I know. Don't ask me why but I was young when I made it. All the guards bent over my path. With my modern dress it was almost like I don't belong here.

My braids swayed behind my back and with my heels on the marble floor I was ready to face my community. It was 10 years since I saw them. And without a surprise none of them change a bit. Vampire's characteristic.

"My Queen"

Klein stood next to me as I walked directly to my throne.

"So what is so important?"

I sit and look at my high vampire. Under every Queen or King there are high vampires who are the richest, the most influential and the most powerful of every vampire. And then after there are all of the vampires of the world.

"We found 3 dead bodies in a park near New York City. They were drained of their blood and they have our symbol on the chest. We could not examine more because the authorities called a group of people named the Avengers I think? We still have the opportunity to steal the corpses from them but only with your agreement" Klein explain me this but the only information that I retained was "Avengers".

"Which Avengers were there? And who did it?"

I replay all the vampires who could possibly do this but all of them are in prison right now so two options : it's a new vampire or one who escapes.

"I think there was Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Bruce Barnes and a girl, I can't remember her name..."

"Natasha Romanoff" says Lyra. The second most powerful of us.

"And we don't know yet on who did this but will my Queen"

I stand up and walk to them.

"Two things to do. First, it reminds between us, not one single piece of information leaves this place" I saw each of them nods their head "And second, find who it was, if you have to scan every people's mind do it, I want his head tomorrow"

I started to leave the room when I turned back to them.

"For the Avengers, it's my business"

They all agreed with me and I tried to motivate myself to go to this party.

I ran and arrived at 9p.m, a little late. I concentrated my power on my neck as my tattoo disappeared and my crown got invisible.

The tower was as we describe it to me, huge and modern. I follow some people inside the building and admire the inside. As big as I imagine, bright and welcoming. There was a large and comfy sofa where there were already a couple of people. A quite big bar with a lot of drinks. And finally a mezzanine where I see Tony talking with the Avengers.

We are maybe a hundred for now and I recognized one of my ancient clients. He's now 60 or so and I hope he doesn't see me because I don't want to be the reason for his stroke tonight.

I walked directly to the bar. It's when I was close to it that two people stopped me and presented themselves to me. A man, tall and muscular and a woman, redhead with a white dress.

"You must be our new investor right?" The man says as he smiles at me.

"Yes that's me, my name is Belladonna Von Ellshy" I turned and faced them two.

"My name is Steve Rogers" He says, holding out my hand.

"And I'm Natasha Romanoff"

I shaked hands with them both and started smiling. It's them who were with the body this morning. Hopefully my tattoo is invisible right now otherwise they would maybe not shake my hand.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Avengers" I say to them.

"Tonight we are just Natasha and Steve, don't worry" Steve responded. "Come meet Tony, he talked about since this morning"

I followed them to the mezzanine.

Nat's pov :

(One hour before)

It's 8p.m. The party started like 20 minutes ago but no sign of our investor. Tony says she is going to be there, we have to be patient. I just want to end my stupid deal with Steve. He jokes on it every minute and it's getting to annoy me.

"Come on Romanoff. Don't get angry, it's just a kiss"

"Who kisses who?" Sam asks playfully.

I rolled my eyes and Steve laughed. Sam and Wanda looked at us without understanding.

"What's going on here?"

Tony walked with Pepper and Bruce. Vision was behind them.

"Oh just a game Tony don't worry" Steve responded with a smile on his face.

"Nat has to kiss someone tonight I think" Wanda guessed.

"Interesting. Who?"

Pepper rolled her eyes hearing her husband say that. Just at that moment Clint arrived. Steve looked at me as he waited for everyone to hear what he was about to say.

"Our new investor" Steve laughed.

"Ooooooooh good choice Steve"

Pepper faced Tony with a mocking look.

"What am I supposed to say about this?" Pepper asks, smiling.

"Well it's a good choice that's it, nothing more"

I looked at him interested. Maybe I was going to enjoy my part finally.

"What do they look like Tony?" I ask him.

"You'll see"

Everyone laughed at him and started talking about this person. I don't even know if it's a girl or a boy or if they're old or not.

"What about we all play?" Thor asks at us.

"Play about what?" Steve asks in response.

"About who can kiss our new investor, we'll see who's the hottest!"

"I'm not playing" Pepper says. Vision agreed with her, same for Clint.

I looked at each other, there will be Wanda, Thor, Steve and I.

"We are too much for one person" I say.

"I didn't say that everyone is gonna kiss our investor. Just one person"

As we continue to talk, Tony asks us to shut up.

"There they are"

We all look over the barrier and look down to a woman.

She's so fucking hot

She has white long hair, braided actually, a black dress which shows us a muscular body. She's as pale as snow but that made her so beautiful. I looked at the other and I was practically sure that they thought the same as me.

"Ok she's mine"

We looked at each other saying the same words. We smiled.

"It's my deal, not yours" I say as I start walking to go downstairs and talk to her.

Steve followed me and said.

"Good luck Romanoff"

#fanfic #marvel #natasha romanoff #belladonna #vampire #smut

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was-it-really-worth-it · 1 year

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Game 236 - Vampire: The Masquerade - Bloodlines by Troika Games

What did I think it was at first? Outside of video games, my main real life interest is tabletop gaming - I only really play Dungeons and Dragons but I'm familiar with the idea of the Vampire: The Masquerade tabletop game. Some of my friends really highly recommended this game to me.

I know nothing, so here is a list of things that I know about vampires.

They will never hurt you

They sparkle (I went to middle school in the Twilight era)

They come in a variety of flavors

They're all incompetent

The game is old, and all my friends who played it said patching was a must. The patch can be found here. I actually played the first 2/3 of the game unpatched and then began to run into strange behavior and had to restart with the patch correctly installed - the patch improves things 10000% and is worth having on from the beginning. Don't make the same mistake I made.

How was the character creator? You don't get to do much graphical customization of your character, but you can choose from several vampire clans and backgrounds. I played as a Malkavian and found that my dialogue was almost completely different from my friend who played a Brujah. It was really fun to try to pick out the foreshadowing in my dialogue options.

As you play throughout the game, you do get to make choices that affect how others approach you and what you are able to access. You also spend skill points on your character in a leveling scheme that felt very tabletoppy. You have a lot of freedom in how you choose to curate your abilities and relationships.

How was the game? This game really shines in the first half. There's this super gritty Los Angeles that's full of charming characters, and you're one of them - the type of vampire you choose to be greatly affects your story.

You begin as a low-level enforcer for the Vampire Cops, but can choose how you cultivate your relationships and the choices you make...to an extent. Even if you start to build a relationship with the rebel vampires, they still push you to stay close to Vampire Cops and inform on their methods and desires. You end up following the main questline regardless of your personal alleigances.

There are a wealth of sidequests, and I found myself completing most of them despite how I normally try to beeline to the end of games. The world and lore that are set up here are actually super interesting and I wanted to know more!

The social engagement with other characters is really fun - you can bulk up your persuasion skills, but you still have to carefully choose what you say and how you say it in order to make progress. I also really liked the exploration and hacking mechanics - I don't normally enjoy a stealth game, but breaking into computers and guessing passwords was pretty cool. There's a lot of extra reading here for folks who are into that. The combat I found forgettable and cheated to skip as much as possible later in the game.

What did I not love? The game was super fun - however, it's definitely an artifact of its time. My main quibbles kind of drill down to two concepts:

Since it's based on a tabletop game, I'd expect the game to really focus on the three pillars of tabletop play - exploration, combat, and socialization. There are a lot of excellent characters in Los Angeles that I was able to befriend. The exploration was also done very well in the game. However, it was frustrating to skill a character for exploration and social skills but then to be locked into approaching some levels with reliance on stealth or combat. The second time around, I learned that you basically have to max gun combat skills to be able to proceed in the game.

For example, one super frustrating end game mission relied on me being able to sneak into a vampire hunter society OR fight my way through the front door. My stealth ain't great and I'm specced for melee combat, so it's either cheat to pass this required quest OR go back and replay to specialize in one of those two things. The mission immediately prior had excellent opportunities for me to socially infiltrate, take the stealthy approach, or go full combat. When all three are available, it's great - but sometimes the game forgets that you can make a character who effectively locks you out of story progression. Overall, the game and your ability to take multiple approaches feels like this:

Also, the game definitely is an artifact of its time. Most characters are white or nebulously grey, and a lot of the Black and Asian characters are stereotypey. In particular, the Chinatown section of the game felt yucky to me. There's a lot of jokes at the expense of sex workers, and at one point a NPC I was attempting to socially engage with flat out dropped a homophobic slur at my character. Some of the content definitely hasn't aged well social-consciousness-wise.

At 20 hours and $9.99, was it really worth it? I really love this game and I'm so glad I got to play it. It feels like going to the Hot Topic museum. If you're ok with it being extremely over the top and a little offensive, there's great RPG here.

I didn't have a good place to add this, so I'll add it here: this game also includes the single best horror level I've ever played in a video game. honestly play it just for that. fight me.

#vampire the masquerade #vtmb #troika games #c reviews #gaming

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wohacookiesideblog · 2 years

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Alchemist Cookie and Vampire Cookie headcannons

Alchemist and Vampire Cookie are Witch Born Cookies, which means they were both baked by witches without any parents involved

Alchemist was planning to escape the witches by herself but noticed another sentient cookie from her batch, Alchemist Cookie wasn't interested in saving this cookie but since they were technically siblings Alchemist begrudgingly saves Vampire Cookie

at this point in time Vampire Cookie was known as Wine Cookie (but die to censorship his name has to be changed to Grape Juice Cookie, sorry I don't make the rules) and Alchemist was known as Grape Cookie

Grape Cookie discovered Alchemy during her travels in the outside world, she began to study it and soon became Alchemist Cookie

Alchemist Cookie is strongly against magic as it can be unpredictable and uncontrollable, which Alchemist Cookie finds personality annoying

Alchemist has always had a unfriendly relationship with Grape Juice, she hates how lazy he is and how uncaring he is about her alchemy. But Alchemist begrudgingly puts up with him

Grape Juice Cookie believes the exact opposite, he holds no ill intent to his sister and doesn't realize how much he annoys her

Grape Juice Cookie firmly believes in living in the now and cannot care less about grudges and future events

Grape Juice Cookie is often used as Alchemist's test subject, Alchemist is well aware that her tests on him can put Vampire's life at risk but goes through with it anyway

Grape Juice doesn't actually mind all this, while he doesn't see the point in Alchemy he's just happy to help his sister

around this time Grape Juice befriended Sparkling, and they now consider each other best friends

One day Alchemist wonders if it is possible to revert a Cookie back to their core ingredients, after some experiments she comes up with a potion that might just do that

of corse she tests this on Grape Juice and...it works. Alchemist has successfully transformed a Cookie's body to before they were even flour and dough

Alchemist Cookie is relieved as she no longer has to put up with her annoying brother but continues to keep him in a barrel for further experiments

Of corse people ask her questions like "where is Grape Juice?" "Why hasn't he visited in a while?" And it does starts to annoy Alchemist but a small part of her also misses Grape Juice Cookie weather she wants to admit it or not

so with the help of Alchemy she brings her brother back! Only things don't go to plan and Grape Juice Cookie comes back...different. This was the birth of Vampire Cookie

Vampire Cookie basically has all the abilities of a vampire, but instead of blood he has to sustain himself on his own ingredient, grape juice (but he can live of Strawberry Jam if so desired)

Vampire Cookie also doesn't remember anything Alchemist did to him regarding his transformation and could care less that he has somehow become a vampire

Most Cookies believe that the lazy and blunt Vampire Cookie probably managed to get on the wrong side of a vampire thus explaining the curse, but is you asked him he would just respond with a mumbled "I don't know" and carry on with his day

after event a so called "cookie that can turn into a bat" caught the attention of Kumiho Cookie, which lead to Vampire and Kumiho to becoming an unlikely pare of best friends

vampire also met the other Juice Bar RegularsTM after his transformation and they all formed a tight friend group

Some time after all this Cream Puff Cookie was found by Alchemist which led to Alchemist becoming Cream Puff's guardian for a few years

However Alchemist was Always to Busy with work to properly care for Cream Puff so she was eventually taken in by my OC Blackberry Pie Cookie

nowadays Alchemist continues her research into Alchemy while Vampire continues to live in the moment as they always do

#Cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cookie run ovenbreak #crk #crob #vampire cookie #alchemist cookie #sparkling cookie #kumiho cookie #cream puff cookie #OC: Blackberry Pie Cookie #herb cookie #mint choco cookie #juice bar regulars #ask to tag #just in case #Woh's posts #Woh's ocs #Woh's headcannons

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bookwyrminspiration · 2 years

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Response to an ask from Ophelia:

(this is the out of context paracosm one!)

Ophelia!! Hello!! I'm so glad you're feeling a little better. I meant to remind you on the last ask to drink fluids and rest, to take care of yourself in general. But better late than never, I suppose. And of course, you're not annoying me at all so there's no need to apologize

And I don't think it's an annoying idea either! Actually kudos to you for having a list of things, even if it is incoherent. All my information exists solely in my brain...actually wait I think I drew one iteration of one of the main characters in my own paracosm. Oh! It's actually still posted on instagram, wow (this one. the character has changed a lot since then and has a bunch of tattoos/scars, but didn't at the time so they're not in that drawing)

(and no problem with cutting things out! it's completely understandable, and I just want you to be comfortable <33 and also I'm putting it under a cut for space!)

that being said...I am so curious about these out of context quotes oh my. once again i'm kinda just spewing out questions in response you don't actually have to answer them tho!

if he's not a ventriloquist then what could be possibly be!! how did he get mistaken for a ventriloquist. is he lying to people about being a ventriloquist because that's an impressive thing to fake

vampires, you say? my interest has been piqued. I'm totally normal about them (no I'm not). okay but like what iteration of vampires are we talking here. do they crawl around with considerable speed quite like a lizard (dracula)? do they sparkle in the sunlight and angst over their monstrous nature (twilight, but specifically edward)? do they pass for human and go out in the sun but need to mix their diet with human food and blood while being extremely flammable (i've forgotten the specifics but that's what I remember from the simon snow trilogy)? Like I said, I'm very normal about vampires

oo there's employment in this world of yours...is that within or outside The Shell? does The Shell have jobs? What does a person do with their time when inside it? but that poor tired employee..,

are they...a fake person? not a real person sounds like a warning label, like the "not meant for human consumption" kind of thing or "not safe for children" so my brain is interpreting this as a warning

and they're right to be scared! staircases will get you. honestly the ones that get people the most are the smallest. in my house theres a slightly raised section of the floor right in front of the door like a platform that requires a single step up and down, and visitors trip over it all. the. time. which isn't great when the majority of people who visit your house are old

rice cakes! I don't think I've actually had a rice cake before now that I think about it. wait maybe I have. okay looked it up I have not eaten the puffed rice cakes, but i have had the other ones. google is just calling them asian rice cakes

I think she deserves to fight 100% of the time. I don't know her but like that number is close enough to 100 that it seems only reasonably to bump it up. what does she want the other 10 percent? is this a situation where she's loving the other 10 or where it's not a want to fight but a want to murder and it adds up to 100% violence

wait you're so right frozen grapes are so good. like the variety of different consistencies...so fun. also great when your grapes are no longer taut and are instead slightly squishy, which is unsatisfactory. just freeze them and no more squish!

robot-clown-lady. I. who? I am so curious. who is this lady and what is the proportion of each of those three parts. is she more robot than clown? more clown than lady? or is she a lady who happens to be slightly the other two. also for some reason the first mental image I got was of Circus Baby, which is probably not what you intended

ah yes, anxious anger, the very shaky and orange (I think?) emotion. feel that one a lot

froggy raincoat!! I didn't have a raincoat, but I used to have a froggy umbrella!! like the ones with the eyes sticking up. let me find a picture. like this!! my sister had a ladybug

my immediate response to hearing a thing called useless was defense of said thing. i know nothing about them but my compassion for inanimate things holds no bounds i will love and cherish these useless things he's made if no one else will

shout out to left-handed people, the world truly is against you. i wonder how effectively I could teach myself to learn to use my left hand to write. I mean writing is just a skill. I once saw a youtube channel entirely dedicated to this guy learning to write with his left hand, but I don't remember what the channel name was

and they're right to do so! I will also freeze any fruit for consumption. fruit is just so *screams* /pos.

I respect the froggy raincoat. I love the froggy raincoat. I'd do anything for the froggy raincoat. I have absolutely no need for a raincoat as I live in a desert in the mountains, but if I had a raincoat I'd want it to be a froggy one. or a dragon. both are good I'll just wear two

(ignore this paragraph break tumblr is telling me I'm talking too much so I have to break it up)

very valid of the computer-program-equivalent thing that doesn't have preferred pronouns. I'm curious whether that's because all pronouns works or if it doesn't have any. pronounless...beautiful

who what when where why and how can her head turn 360 degrees. what owl sorcery is this and how can I replicate it in my bedroom. makes me think of the bird species whose name I can't remember (rostrae?) from the Magonia duology by Maria Dahvana Headley. I didn't actually understand their biology at all based on the descriptions but I'm going to pretend like I did !!

oh I love characters like that! immediately like oh no. they just have such a strong presence it overwhelms you. I met someone one who based on the single first thing they said to me I went "oh shit" /pos you're intense. turns out it was a fluke and they're actually very goofy like many of the other people in my life (cough, my partner's family, cough), but before I figured that out they had a presence. but congrats to this character for being a good brother!

why don't the drinks provide hydration wait. what's going on here. is that because they're drinking super sugary/fatty things or are there magic drinks in The Shell that don't actually quench your thirst. has this character heard of water. they should try some

AGAS (Assigned gamer at Shell). good for them. I hope they enjoy their gamer days or whatever else is going on (idk what's happening I don't have context). but wait what kind of gamer. a video gamer? what kind of games? a board gamer? how does this character feel about puzzles

okay wait I love the shooting star comparison, a rapidly moving entity of destruction. is there also something in there about being beautiful from afar but deadly close up? because I think that'd also be cool. shooting stars in general are just cool. and since I mentioned magonia earlier now I'm reminded of this detail in the series where some shooting stars are actually just magonians sending messages to each other by tying them to an arrow and shooting them from ship to ship across the skyv(the ships are in the sky)

sometimes your immune system just doesn't work anymore and that's just how it is. I could make a joke here about yours failing you and letting you get sick but I don't know how to word that so I'm moving on.

electricity!! congratulations to this world on having electricity, doing better than the world i was reading about yesterday...in which it both did and didn't because it occupied two different times. main character was an elderly woman who did have access to electricity talking about a part of her life when she was young in which there wasn't. but mostly my thoughts rn are ooo more details about the world: they have electricity !!

This was positively delightful! not annoying in the slightest, I love learning about this world and about the paracosm as a whole.

I'm doing alright, doing schoolwork in the mornings and chilling the rest of the day (reading, writing, tumblr, things like that). And the car thing is mostly just like "really? I still have to deal with this?" because there is so much where it's like...I very clearly was not at fault in this situation. The police statement puts the other driver at 100% fault! My insurance puts the other driver at 100% fault! The statements the other driver gave are different; one mentions a motorcycle distracting her and the other she doesn't mention at all and claims she had a green arrow--which she couldn't have had, because I had the green. Like she's contradicting herself!! It's like my guy. why is this still being dragged out. thank you for the thumbs up tho <333

also yes!! smoothies!! Oh emotionally I am picking fresh fruit from some garden to put in the smoothies. I love fruit it's so good, and I also love you!! /p I hope you have/had a nice day as well

#quil's queries #ophelia nonsie #colored text #other's ocs #really went overboard on the colors this time because it's so blocky #bullet points be like that but it seemed the most efficient way to answer so!!#seriously I'm so intrigued by this world #your mind *chef kiss* incredible!!

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satans-left-asscheeky · 2 years

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I might need a follow up to Self Destructively Selfless Vampire Sole and Hancock honestly his response got me shook

Thanks for the ask! I know now reading this back you wanted an after the fact comfort type of drabble, but I must've misread it my first time around so I made a whole drabble about before, leading up to and after a vampire sole feeding on Hancock thats super angsty... Sorry. If you want me to write a follow up- follow up post just let me know. 🤷🤷🤷

To keep things as simple as possible (and also because I'm complete ass at dialog) I have Hancock's dialog in red and Soles dialog in blue. Also this is my first attempt at writing anything like this so if it's not perfect, or completely sucks that's why (I know the pacing is weird lmao. Hopefullyill get better at that as time goes on). Please excuse the shitty grammar too I tried my best to fix all the typos I could find, but I'm sure there's still more I didn't catch so bare with me.

Also everything under the cut is entirely SFW as in not 18+ explicit, but

TW: Slight drug use, talk of death, slight self inflicted violence, distorted thinking and over all dark themes.

Him and Sole had been running another damn settlement errand for Preston when he noticed them looking a little unwell. They had been going all day without a single break and it was now the middle of the fucking night. He'd assumed it was the walking without stop for a whole week, or the exhaustion that made them look so sickly, and if it wasn't that then it was the infrequent food and water breaks that caused their cheeks to look especially hollow and their color to turn an ashy shade of grey. Come to think of it the last time he'd seen someone look that sickly was when his pa took him and his jack ass brother out fishing... he'd laughed at Mcdonough then, as he was spilling his lunch into the water, but they weren't his jack ass brother, they were Sole. He knew now that he saw them as a whole hell of a lot more than a friend... well he could admit it now at least. Truth be told he'd been enamored with them ever since they had walked into goodneighbor. Truth be told he'd been looking for any excuse he could find to take off with them, and when they straight up asked him to tag along with them, it was almost enough to make John believe in fate again. Almost. They still kept him at arms length, like they were scared to let him close. He didn't really blame them, he knew what he looked like, but still it cut deep in ways he didn't think he could hurt anymore.

He'd continued to walk beside them offering them a few chems to pass the time and help with their sudden illnes. His whole face would light up a little upon their acceptance, as he reached into his pocket for some med-x. Not his usual fix, but with the way they looked he figured they could use some and who was Hancock if not accommodating. They'd promptly roll up their sleeves for him to inject them casually falling into the same song and dance they'd been doing for months now. He liked how they never asked him for chems, but they never shyed away from the either. Most people only got close to him to get their fix, and he could tell that for them it was just an added perk of bringing him along. After peircing their pretty smooth skin in the ivory moonlight he'd kiss just under the spot he stabbed previously. Duality ya know?

"Always such a gentleman" they teased.

"You don't know the half" he winked suggestively. which made them roll their eyes hard and turn on their heels. He'd pull the jet container from his pocket and take a deep drag watching the way the moonlight hit their hair and made their eyes twinkle. Even in the darkness they seemed to have this sparkle about them... okay so maybe he had it bad, but they didn't have to know that. Not yet anyway.

The night sky twinkled above them. The stars and moon were the only thing illuminating their path. The rest of the hour was filled with the comfortable silence of the night as they moved closer to the spot Preston marked on their map. That's what he loved about sole he never had to force conversation because the silence was never awkward. Yet he also never had to stay silent because they were the easiest person to talk to in the commonwealth. He thinks thats why he fell for them... Because of how comfortable they made him feel. Sure he'd had plenty of hot and heavy relationships where his partner had him always on his toes, always waiting for the thrill of what came next, but with sole it was different. Sole made him feel safe, possibly for the first time in his life... and thats what scared him. Because he's not sure what he'd do to keep that safety. To keep them. He'd become addicted to them worse than any chem and the withdrawal would break him. He knew that, but like usual the high came before the low, and besides that'll be future him's mess to clean. For now he was gonna live in the moment and relish every damn second.

These thoughts continued to plague his thoughts as they moved closer to the settlement, costal cottage Preston had called it, he noticed Sole looking more and more weary. He again brushed it off, because if something was wrong they'd tell him right? Maybe it was just the jet playing tricks on him again. They're probably just tired or something, right?

As more time elapsed and they approached costal cottage Hancock immediately knew something was wrong with sole. Very wrong. Their breath was labored and they now had one hand wrapped around their torso and were struggling to walk straight. How could he have let it get this bad? He didn't know exactly what was going on, but one way or another it was his fault for not realizing how bad it was earlier. It was his fault for being to caught up in his own head to pull it out of his ass for a second and realize what was going on. He looked around the open terrain in an attempt to find shelter, thought the darkness really wasn't helping... he could just barely make out a completely destroyed house farthest from them, but thankfully nearest was a decent looking shed. Perfect. He wrapped his arms around their waist and silently began pulling them towards it. Dammit, he hated himself for letting it get to this point, but there would be plenty of time to beat himself up about it once he got to the bottom of it.

As he made his way over to the shed sole in his arms he heard the sound that could only be mirelukrks popping up out of the ground. Dammit this day really couldn't get any worse. Instead he opted to pick sole up beneath the legs and rush them bridal style into the shed. Quickly diving into their waistband he retrieved the small pistol they kept there and placed into their limp hands. Shit they looked really bad. This was the worse damn time for this...

"I'll be right back if anything happens yell okay?" he said standing and turning on his heels quickly dashing back outside

"Hey! You crabby fucks come and get me!" he yelled violently into the darkness leading the lurks away from the shed. He could hear their legs hitting the ground, and their claws preemptively snapping at him more than he could see them. He ran as fast as he could, shotgun already in hand, he begun taking his aim. He shot at them one by one making sure the each got a taste of how pissed he was. Truth be told he probably did need something to shoot just then...

once they were dealt with he ran back over to Sole's limp figure frantically. He dropped to his knees and began assessing the damage. There were no visible wounds somehow. How could that even be possible? The way they fell to the ground... they were clearly severely ill... which meant it was probably something more underlying and serious. Shit.

"Hancock...." He jumped at the sound of their voice. Got it was good to hear them, but damn did they sound weak.

"It's okay sole, it's gonna be okay. let's get outta here..." He began to position his hands under their legs preparing to carry them bridal style yet again to get them out of here and to help.

"No!" they grabbed his arm once again rendering him stunned "We can't john"

"You're hurt we need help! Hold still."

"John stop! Listen to me!" They yelled causing him to stop his attempt to pick them up.

"John... I've been meaning to tell you... I really have it's just... the timing was never right and-" he sat silently waiting for them to finish confused as to what they could even possible be about to tell him

"I-I'm.... Im a vampire..." They finished softy. Well he definitely wasn't expecting that. Their face was unreadable and their overall tone was very emotionless and empty sounding. Anger boiled into his brain. Seriously they were fucking with him at a time like this?

"Are you kidding me? Im a funny guy, but nows not the time for jokes sole!" How could they be joking when they were in such pain!? he was scared and they were trying to prank him? Seriously? What was their problem? He looked a way for a second trying to gain composure of himself.

"John...." They grabbed his face on either side forcing him to make eye contact "I'm not joking...." the sincerity in their voice and eyes caught him off guard... christ they really weren't joking... but how? Nevermind that he could ask all the questions he wanted once they were okay.

"Listen sunshine you're still not exactly tellin me what's wrong here..." He can't believe he's actually buying this bullshit! if this turns out to be an elaborate prank he's gonna be so pissed

"I- I haven't fed in a while... like a long while... I'd been avoiding it- I don't like hurting people, and now I'm sick like really sick... and I'm not sure how long I've got... and I-" He kept waiting for them to say they were kidding or gave any indication that they were making this all up, but when no such sign ever came the dark reality of it began to settle in. They were sick. Dying even. His Sole. Hurt. But all they needed was blood right? He could give them that. He'd happily give them that

"So that's all you need? Blood? Well shit sunshine, you should've just said something" He said already rolling up his sleeve

"No!" They screamed pushing him backwards not enough to make him fall, but enough to make him loose his balance "I don't want to hurt you." They said their voice sounding small and defeated.

"I'll be alright sunshine, I've had plenty worse. Trust me" he said regaining his balance and opting to lean against the wall and sit beside them this time.

"You don't understand!!!" They said tears swelling in their eyes as their lips began to quiver

"Then help me to..."

"I could drain you Hancock! I could hurt you!" they wailed the tears that had been threatening to spill earlier finally cascading down their face. they turned away frantically trying to wipe their tears

"But you won't." he said resting his hand on their damp chin bringing their eyes to his again

"No I won't do it Hancock! I won't hurt you. I'd rather die than hurt you!" They said again pushing him away. The previous anger came back to Hancock rapidly, composure failing miserably. Like hell he was gonna sit here on his ass and watch them die! Fat chance. Not after diamond city. Not again, never again. He was thinking of someway to gently say that when they tried to get up and fell hard against the old wall. That's what set him over the edge

"Let me fucking help you sole! Let me make this better! I can't sit here and watch you die is that what you'd have me do huh?" Their head whipped around their features clearly displaying their shock. The shock only lasted for a second however because then their nostrils flared in anger.

"What do you want me to do!? Hurt you!? I'd rather fukcing die Hancock and if that makes you hate me at least that's something you get to live with!" Usually he loved their fire, hell it was what drew him to them in the first place, but right now, while it was directed at him all he could see was red.

"Don't you dare act like you're doing me a favor in hurtin' yourself! I told you what not being able to save the ghouls in diamond city did to me, and I didn't even know half of them! What do you think losing you is gonna do huh? Do you think I'll just be able to move on? I seriously thought you knew me better than that...." Hancock was seldom a screamer when he argues, but his words carried more than a little bite in them. He'd be shaking from head to toe with anger. He was so pissed that they were wasting time arguing when they could be fine in a matter of seconds. He doesn't get how they don't understand that they are way more important to him then he could ever be to himself! He'd had enough of this opting to take the quicker more painless route he took his knife out from around his waist and brought it to his wrist. Not like he enjoyed the pain, but for sole? He'd do anything to make sure they were okay.

"What the hell are you doing!?" Sole screeched in horror as the crimson fluid already began leaking from the wound. That's when he realized how fucked up the whole ordeal probably looked right now..Yeah it hurt, but he hadn't be thinking about the pain... kinda like how he wasn't gonna think about how messed up this was right now. He just can't think about that right now its already been done. On an impulse on a whim even....but again not thinking about that...Just like how he wasn't gonna think about how far away from any real doctors they were, or how if something went wrong he was essentially screwed. Nope all he could allow himself to think of was sole. They'd be okay. That's all that matters.

"Making sure you stay alive" he said shoving his wounded wrist into their face. At first they resisted fighting his arm away, but finally they gave in and he felt them bite down against his forearm. God that hurt. In that moment he knew that weren't joking about the whole vampire thing because God those fangs hurt....Yeah this wasn't the best idea he's ever had. He'll admit it... but hey love makes you do crazy things.....He began to feel dizzy.. his head felt way to fuzzy right now too and the already dark sky was going even blacker at the edges. He was fighting to stay conscious... fighting to stay with sole... to make sure they were alright. After what felt like an eternity he felt their fangs leave his skin and met their teary eyes.

"That's it sole.... I'm-...I'm Glad you finally came to your senses.... I'm not sure what I would've done if you hadn't...."

The last sentence was barely a whisper on his scared lips... as the lure of sleep washed over him. Truth be told he knew what he would've done with out them, that's what scared him. He makes a lot of jokes about going feral, or being a monster, but he fears what would've happened if he spiraled into that darkness. Although truth be told he only ever truly was a monster to himself, but cognitive thoughts and logic rarely make there way into the deep fears that inhabitant his inner psyche.

When he eventually did wake up he was in an entirely unfamiliar bed. His body protested as he tried to sit up so instead he flopped back down unceremoniously onto the lumpy mattress beneath him. He rubbed his eyes a few times desperately trying to take in his surroundings. If he was dead he definitely wasn't in any sort of heaven or paradise.... surprising absolutely no one, he knows. The smell of wet ghoul hit his nose. God there really is no smell quite as pungent. That's when he realized where he was, he recognized this lumpy mattress it was the one he had help sole drag in here a few weeks prior. He was at the Slog! it was then he caught a glimpse of Soles body sitting in a chair near his bed reading some book. So they were here. more importantly they were safe. Good.

"Hey there sunshine.... ya miss me?" he called out effectively startling them into dropping their book.

"John! I'm so glad your okay!" They rushed to his side and grabbed one of his hands.

"So you wanna tell me what the hell happened back there?" he said wasting no time to cut to the chace

"I-" they started avoiding eye contact and slouching in on themselves as they promptly released his hand bring it instead to the space on their nose right between their eyes and pinching gently theor brows furrowed "I really had been meaning to tell you John... I swear. It's just I... I didn't know how you would take it... and I.... I was scared you would hate me... and then it all just happened so fast, and god I'm so sorry! I never meant to hurt you John, but I understand if you think it's better if we go our separate ways" John's heart leaped out of his chest at the last words. Their expression was uncharacteristicly somber and that scared him. Were they really gonna leave him!? He didn't want them to! Especially not over some silly little mistake

"Separate ways!? Over a flesh wound? Don't flatter yourself sunshine I've had worse." They shook their head clearly exasperated with the topic. Tears of what John assumed to be frustration rolling down their cheeks

"John you're not understanding... I Hurt you. I could have killed you. I barely didn't.... I can't risk losing you. Not like that." Oh. That's what it is... they're also scared to lose him. Was it for the same reason he was, He wondered? Nows definitely not the time he corrected his stupid love drunk brain.

"People die every day out here... I shouldn't have to tell you that, and besides I knew you wouldn't hurt me... I told you that didn't I?" They met his gaze. Their hurt eyes continued streaming tears down their pretty face as they shook their head yet again. This time more assertively than before.

"John I don't deserve this. I don't deserve you being okay with this! I'm a monster! I have to hurt people just to survive. I-... I have nothing to offer you. You'd be better off acting like we never met." The finished turning their face away from his as they tried desperately to wipe their tears

"But we did Sole, and I wouldn't have any it other way. Everything I do is dangerous, hell I took a damn drug just because I couldn't stand looking at myself! You're not gonna hurt me sunshine okay? Not any worse then I've hirt myself... what about blood bags have you tried those?" He asked frantically trying to make some headway in this seemingly pointless argument...and to avoid the topic of his own self destructive behaviors because by god now was not the time for a lecture. He loved them, but sometimes they could be so stubborn it was like arguing with a brick wall

"Their expensive John... and rare.. I can't rely on something that I may or may not be able to scrounge out of an old medical cellar."

"That's what you got me for. I'll order a shipment for goodneighbor as soon as we get back. Listen you hauled my ass back here when you could've just dipped and left me there to rot. You did that because you're a good person sole."

"I really wish I could belive that... you should rest... we'll talk more later" they said picking up his hand again and holding it against their cheek.

"Then stick around... I'll just have to teach ya how great you really are sunshine" he said motioning to the other side of the bed. They slowly crawled in beside him and nuzzled their tear soaked eyes into the side of his arm. He instead decided to throw the arm around them and kiss the top of their forehead surprisingly innocently for himself with his scared lips. They stayed like that for a while just basking in eachothers presence until Hancock finally drifted off to sleep again with them in his arms. Things were hardly perfect, or even really fixed between them but it was a start and that's more than Hancock had ever dreamed of having.

#fallout #fallout 4 #fallout hancock #john hancock #hancock #fallout 4 hancock #fo4 hancock #fallout4 #fallout asks

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grailfinders · 2 years

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Fate and Phantasms #230

Today on Fate and Phantasms we're building the taoist immortal Yu Mei-Ren, one of the biggest walking spoilers in Lostbelt 3. Like, bigger than the lostbelt king. Expect spoilers below the cut, is what I'm trying to say.

Yu is a Shadow Sorcerer for some vampirism and immortality, Undead Warlock for INFINITE POWER and more vampirism, and Spore Druid so you can explode into a cloud of blood and death. And survive. Most people can explode into a cloud of blood and death, especially if your boss gets involved.

Check out her build breakdown below the cut, or her character sheet over here!

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Race and Background

Yu Mei-Ren is an Awakened Elemental, but the average outsider would probably call her a vampire, just like they would a Dhampir. I know vampires exist in D&D, but this isn't stuck in a planeshift so it's more likely to see use. You get +2 Dexterity and +1 Charisma. You also get 35' of movement per turn, and an Ancestral Legacy for proficiency in two skills like History and Nature. You're older than recorded history, and a literal part of the landscape. You also get Darkvision, the ability to Spider Climb up walls. After third level you can now walk on walls and ceilings with your hands free. Your Deathless Nature means you don't die if you hold your breath, and your Vampiric Bite sucks up lifeblood from your foes, making your mouth a melee weapon that uses your constitution instead of strength. As long as you don't bite constructs or undead, you can heal yourself or get to add the bite damage to your next check or attack. You can empower yourself proficiency times per long rest, but you can bite people whenever. This is probably one of the most front-loaded servants we've made yet, and we're not even done yet! As a Courtier, you get proficiency with Insight and Persuasion. Now we're done.

Ability Scores

Starting off, we're making your Wisdom as high as possible. Wisdom comes from making mistakes, and you've had plenty of time to make mistakes. After that is Constitution, you can literally explode and come back unharmed. This means your Charisma is a little lower than I'd like. Feel free to swap this with wisdom if you want a stronger start, but the point is you're really good at deception. Good enough to fool Chaldea, anyway. Your Dexterity is also lower than I'd like, but there's not much point in dodging attacks when you can heal your way through them instead. This means your Intelligence is, say it with me, "lower than I'd like"! But we don't need it mechanically, and we'll pick up plenty of skills so you'll hardly even miss it. Finally, we're dumping Strength. The only thing I'd want it for is your bite attack, and that uses constitution anyway.

Class Levels

Sorcerer 1: Starting off as a sorcerer gives you tons of cool stuff to start with, like proficiency with Constitution and Charisma saves, as well as Arcana and Deception skills to fool mages into letting you into their exclusive club for dead people and Guda. You also get Eyes of the Dark, giving you better Darkvision, and stuff that happens at level 3. Why they give it to you now I don't know, but we'll bring it up now. At third level you learn the Darkness spell, and can cast it using just sorcery points. If you cast it with points, you can see through the darkness. You also gain the Strength of the Grave, granting you a reprieve when you get knocked to 0 HP. When it happens you can make a charisma save with DC 5 plus the damage taken. If you succeed, you drop to 1 HP instead, unless you were hit by radiant damage or a critical hit. You can ressurect yourself this way once per long rest. You also also get Spells that you cast with Charisma. For cantrips, Fire Bolt and Green-Flame Blade adds a little sparkle to your swords. Message lets you use your walkie talkie to keep in touch with the other crypters, and Sword Burst lets you spin around while dual-wielding. For spells, False Life gives you more HP, and Mage Armor helps you not die with an AC of 13 plus your dexterity.

Sorcerer 2: Second level sorcerers become a Font of Magic, gaining sorcery points equal to their sorcerer level each day. You can destroy spell slots to gain sorcery points equal to their level as a bonus action, or spend a bonus action to create a temporary spell slot that lasts until you finish a long rest. (I'm going more into detail here for stuff that happens later. Shhh, it's a secret!) You can also cast Disguise Self now to disguise your self, possibly turning into a demure, bookish nerd. I dunno, you do you Hina-Yu. Yu. Sorry. I don't know where that came from.

Sorcerer 3: Third level sorcerers get that darkness from Eyes of the Dark, as well as Metamagic, letting you spend sorcery points to customize your spells. Twinned spells let you turn a single-target spell into two single-target spells, and Subtle spells don't need verbal or somatic components. You can also cast Alter Self, properly recreating yourself instead of creating an illusion. You can grow an Aquatic Adaptation to breathe water and swim, Change Appearance to disguise yourself better, or create Natural Weapons to grow your fangs even bigger to deal 1d6 instead of 1d4 and add +1 to the attack and damage rolls. (NOTE: Rules as written, your fangs are simple weapons, and these fangs are unarmed attacks, but it's really silly to have two sets of fangs at once, so I think you have a good defense.)

Sorcerer 4: Use your first Ability Score Improvement to bump up your Charisma for better spells and not-dying saves. You also pick up Blade Ward for resistance to bludgeoning, slashing, and piercing for a round. You're not human, your vital organs aren't where they should be. You can also create a Flame Blade, a fire sword that uses your charisma to attack. Again, we're kind of fudging things here, but I think twinned spells should be able to make a second flame blade for your dual-wielding. If your DM doesn't agree, just upcast the spell for added damage and call it two swords.

Sorcerer 5: Fifth level sorcerers can use Magical Guidance to re-roll a failed skill check with the help of sorcery points. More on point, you can cast Vampiric Touch to deal necrotic damage and heal yourself. It's vampirism! Hooray!

Warlock 1: Bouncing over to Warlock gets you even more vampiry stuff with the Undead patron. You get a Form of Dread that you can transform into as a bonus action that lasts for a minute, giving you temporary HP, the ability to force a wisdom save on a creature you hit and frightening them if they fail once a turn, and you yourself become immune to the frightened condition. You can transform proficiency times per long rest. You also get Pact Magic, giving you a first level spell slot you can cast using your charisma... again. Your spell slots are class-specific, but you can use them for any kind of spell you know. For cantrips, pick up Infestation for a tiny blood cloud that makes people run away and Chill Touch for more necrotic damage. You can also cast Hex to invoke curses on people, and Arms of Hadar to let loose a bit and batter people with tentacles. Also, let's take this moment to talk about why this level of warlock is so big for you. It's time to talk about coffeelocks. Your temporary spell slots from your sorcery points go away on a long rest, but your warlock slots recharge on a short rest. This means if you keep taking short rests without taking long ones, you can store up a theoretically infinite number of spell slots. In your case literally, since I don't think Dhampir have an upper limit to their age. They all have to be level 3 or lower since you can still only have 5 sorcery points at once, but infinite third level spell slots are still pretty cool.

Druid 1: Bouncing over to druid lets you learn Druidic. It's a language. More importantly you get more Spells which you cast and prepare with your Wisdom. Check the PHB for the multiclassing table since druids and sorcerer spell slots mix like that. For cantrips, Druidcraft lets you tell the future, and Resistance makes you a little tougher than most mortals. Speaking of being tougher, Absorb Elements gives you resistance to a damage type and adds that damage to your next melee attack for extra special bites. Healing Word gives you your first taste of regeneration outside of chewing on people, and Protection from Evil and Good will make sure everyone knows your the top dog, supernaturally speaking. It would be really embarrassing if you got possessed by a CR 4 creature.

Druid 2: Second level druids get a Wild Shape, letting you turn into a beast of CR 1/4 or lower as an action twice per short rest. You keep your soft stats, gain some hard ones, and any features from other classes and your race carry over if they make sense. You also can't cast spells, but you can still concentrate on them, and your beast HP is basically temporary HP (But not, so you can combine the two) that protects your real body. Except it's not any of that because you're a Spores druid. This means you can turn into a Symbiotic Entity instead. You can spend one of your Wild Shape Uses to gain four times your druid level in temporary HP, plus some other bonuses. Your melee attacks deal an extra 1d6 necrotic damage, and the damage of your Halo of Spores is doubled. This lasts 10 minutes, until you use your wild shape again, or until you lose all your THP. Also, sorry for mentioning this out of order, you get a Halo of Spores, forcing a creature that starts its turn near you or moves within 10' to make a constitution save with your reaction, dealing 1d4 necrotic damage if it fails. You're partly a bloodstorm, we're getting there.

Druid 3: Third level druids get second level spells, like the freebies Blindness/Deafness and Gentle Repose. Neither are super in-character, but you can use Enhance Ability to rebuild yourself stronger. Or more dextrous, smarter, etc. It gives you advantage on one kind of ability score check for a couple minutes. You can also use Lesser Restoration to remove minor status effects, possibly by exploding yourself, letting the poison drop out, and reforming. When all you have is a hammer...

Druid 4: Fourth level druids get a Wild Shape Improvement, bumping up the CR of creatures you can turn into and letting you swim. You also get another ASI, so let's round out your Wisdom with the Skill Expert feat, giving you proficiency in Investigation to cover most of the intelligence skills and Expertise in Deception for a doubled proficiency bonus. You can also use Primal Savagery for even more natural weapons, but these do acid damage. I mean, it's a theme for you, why not?

Druid 5: Fifth level druids get third level spells, like Animate Dead and Gaseous Form. I guess the latter is a less violent explosion, or you can use Elemental Weapon if you've found another kind of weapon you can use for your fire-swords.

Druid 6: At sixth level you can use a Fungal Infestation as a reaction, turning a creature that just died into a zombie with one HP. You can use this Wisdom times per long rest, and interestingly enough this doesn't have a limit of one zombie at a time. It's not in character, but Qin Shi Huang does give you an army to work with, might as well, right?

Druid 7: Seventh level druids get fourth level spells like Blight and Confusion. The former sucks the life out of your foes, although you can't gain health this way. You can also use Freedom of Movement to free yourself from shackles. Just explode your hand and reform it.

Druid 8: Eighth level druids get another Wild Shape Improvement so you can fly now, and your ASI bumps up your Wisdom even more for better spells.

Druid 9: Speaking of spells, fifth level spells are really good for someone that likes exploding. Cloudkill makes a cloud that kills, dealing poison damage to anyone that stands in it if they fail a constitution save. You can also use Contagion to carve a curse into one particularly annoying master, forcing constitution saves until they succeed or fail three. If they succeed, nothing happens. If they fail, you pick a disease to force on them for a week. There's a lot of them, and they're all terrifying.

Druid 10: Tenth level spore druids get Spreading Spores, throwing spores around while you're in your Spore Shape. Creatures that enter the cube automatically take the Halo of Spores damage if they fail a constitution save, once per turn. You also can't use your Halo of Spores reaction while they're out hurting people. You also get Poison Spray. It's a little explosion for some poisonous damage. Break a finger, it's fine, it'll grow back.

Druid 11: Sixth level spells! Use Investiture of Flame to set yourself on fire, or Primordial Ward to prevent yourself from getting set on fire. You resist acid, cold, fire, lightning, and thunder damage for up to a minute, and you can end it early to gain immunity to one of those types for a round.

Druid 12: Use your last ASI to power up your Charisma for better lies and stronger sorcerer spells. Your best melee option is still Flame Blades.

Druid 13: Thirteenth level druids get seventh level spells! Fire Storm is just about the biggest explosion you can get, and after that you can Regenerate, regrowing lost body parts and slowly gaining HP each turn.

Druid 14: Your capstone level of druid gives you a Fungal Body, giving you immunity to a whole slew of stuff. You can't be blinded, deafened, frightened, poisoned, or hit with a critical hit.

Pros and Cons

Pros:

Given enough preparation, you have infinite magical power. You can have infinite third level spell slots for infinite vampiric touches.

Even without infinite vampirism, you're still really hard to kill. You have 112 temporary HP to chew through with immunity to critical hits, plenty of ways to heal yourself, and again, vampirism. Also, your teeth get permanent advantage at half health, so get dropped to one, then use your temporary HP to swing hard. Oh yeah, your strength of the grave doesn't work on critical hits, but now you're immune to critical hits. Woo.

You also come packing plenty of social graces, with expertise in deception, proficiency on tons of skills, and the ability to look like whoever you want to. Sneak into super secret government facilities, then try to destroy the entire world. It's fun.

Cons:

While you can get infinite spell slots, it'll take a while. You get one sorcery point per short rest, so even if you spend all day taking short rests and nothing else, you'll still only get four spells slots each day. And then you'll need someone who takes care of themselves to cast Greater Restoration on you every day, or else you'll die of exhaustion since you can't take long rests without losing all those slots.

Just being a spore druid is always going to be more powerful than multiclassing since you get infinite wild shapes at level 20, without having to spend weeks on end charging up for it. That's a cool 80 THP per round for free.

You need all that infinite power, since your AC is pretty crappy. You've got 15 AC and no way to improve it. Good thing you can heal any damage you take.

#Fate Grand Order #FGO #D&D 5e #DND #Yu mei-ren #Druid #sorcerer #warlock

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Rowing the Rarepair Rowboat: Kate Kane (Batwoman) x Elena Gilbert (The Vampire Diaries)

Requested by @softolivarry

Everything is sparkling. It's hard for Elena to pick out something in the giant room that isn't glittering and shimmering under the lights, including the many chandeliers hanging above them.

And there are so many people. It's a charity event in Gotham, of course a lot of turned up for it, but still. She's having flashbacks to the Mikaelson ball and it's making her give everyone a second glance just to be sure there are no familiar faces lurking in the crowd. She wouldn't put it past the universe to thrust her into that kind of situation.

Taking in a slow, deep breath, she turns to the bar as she lets it back out in a sigh. Before she can even think about ordering a drink, there's a light tap on her left shoulder.

The space beside her is empty when she turns halfway, only to feel an arm curl around her waist from behind.

Eyes wide in surprise, she spins around, and for a moment thinks she's jinxed herself and is going to find herself face-to-face with Klaus or Elijah.

She breathes out a laugh of relief as Kate simply laughs, amusement shining in her eyes that are particularly bright in this light. A pale green that's cool and elegant with her usual cat-like gaze.

"Don't sneak up on me!" Elena says, playfully pushing at her shoulder. Her hand settles there, over the fabric of Kate's suit jacket.

Kate arches an eyebrow and feigns shock as she says, "Sneak up on you? I would never."

Elena rolls her eyes, scoffing for the simple fact that she can recount a number of times that Kate has in fact snuck up on her, and usually on purpose. Sometimes it's just the military training in her that makes her quiet by accident.

"If you think being cute will distract me from the fact that you're late, and--" Elena cuts herself off with a noise of disbelief, eyes widening as she finally takes in the fresh cut above Kate's eyebrow with alarm, "--and bleeding. Then you are sorely mistaken."

Kate grimaces. "Was kinda hoping, yeah."

She gently cups her face, her thumb grazing the skin around the cut. It's not too deep from what she can see, but it doesn't go unnoticed by her that there's a patch of purple blossoming on her jaw. Probably not the only bruise.

"You said that you weren't going to do anything stupid," Elena reminds her, fingers beneath her chin to gently tilt her head.

Some ice should quickly heal up the bruise, but considering they're in the middle of a very big, very public event, she's guessing that makeup to hide it might be their only option. If Kate's dad starts asking any more questions, or hell, if anyone does, Elena thinks she might finally slip up.

"And I didn't," Kate says with another gentle laugh in her voice. She catches Elena's hand in her own, stopping her inspection. "This could have been a lot worse. Trust me. You should see the other guy."

"Somehow, that doesn't make me feel better," Elena says.

But she smiles a little as Kate does, too. It could be a lot worse, she reasons. After all, the villains in Gotham have really been ramping up their tactics, getting more violent ever since the breakout at Arkham.

Plus the appearance of a literal vampire has made people even more unnerved than before. Including Elena.

"But," Elena sighs, lowering her free hand back to Kate's shoulder, "you're okay for the most part, and that's all that matters. But don't think I'm not going to do a double check over all of those injuries, and am going to get Mary to do the same, just to be safe."

Kate nods, the smile on her face stretching all the way up to her eyes. "Okay, that's fair, doctor."

"And for someone who was saving the city less than ten minutes ago, you don't look half bad," Elena teases, a little more relaxed. "At all, actually. You look great, and I'm happy you're here. Not just so that I don't have to awkwardly drink by myself at this bar the entire night."

Kate snorts, a soft chuckle. "Well, I must say, you are looking stunning as well."

She makes a show of looking her up and down, eyes flickering over her crimson dress with a touch of amusement and something else that darkens her eyes ever so slightly.

"Like, really good. Out of curiosity, how hard do you think it is to get that dress back off and how long would it take with someone's help? Specifically, someone like me."

Elena's eyes widen and her voice is exasperated even as she feels her skin flushing and a smile fight its way onto her face. "Kate."

"All right, all right." Kate laughs, hands in front of her. "I'll stop."

Elena pretends to consider it for a moment, but she's already shaking her head.

"Absolutely not," she says.

Kate's surprise is brief, a momentary shift in her expression, as if she was ready to pull away. Still not used to being so public despite her own brazen flirting. It's an adjustment, Elena knows, and she gets it.

When the surprise fades a second later, replaced with a sly, delighted little shine in her eyes and embedded into her smirk.

"Oh, well, in that case, how could I possibly refuse my beautiful girlfriend?" Kate says.

She leans forward, and Elena meets her without a beat of hesitation, kissing her happily. It already feels like it's been too long since she's been near her even though she saw her in the morning before she left for work. Living in Gotham, even only for a weekend here and there, it tends to make her savour things a little more. Just in case.

When they pull back, Kate doesn't go too far, staying close enough to still be able to talk in a low murmur and be heard by Elena only as she says, "Seriously, though, that dress..."

"Later," Elena promises, and bites her lip when Kate's eyes light up.

"I suppose I can--"

Something beeps, cutting Kate off. Their eyes are drawn down as Kate pulls her phone from her pocket. It's lit up and Elena catches sight of Luke's name as the phone buzzes.

Kate shoots her an apologetic look and answers. "Hey, everything okay?"

"Uh, well, depends on your definition of okay," Elena hears Luke reply. "Nocturna's back. With a friend."

Alarm surges through Elena again, with a good dose of worry thrown in. She and Kate share a look. Elena draws in a breath and nods.

Clearly understanding the message, Kate presses her lips together in a sigh. Then, "All right, we're on it. Send me the location."

"Good news: you're in the same building."

"How the hell is that good news?" Kate asks.

"Do you really want to argue with me right now when there are two vampires probably plotting some evil plan somewhere on the roof of a charity event full of the richest, most influential people in Gotham? Including you, Mary, and your dad?"

Kate rolls her eyes, and Elena notices a muscle in her jaw twitch, clenching slightly. She hangs up and when she looks at Elena again, they both understand.

Even so, Elena firmly says, "You are not leaving me down here while you go and find someone from my old life. Let me help, it worked last time on her. Maybe it will again."

Kate doesn't argue. She takes her hand, and says, "Okay then, let's go," and they set off into the sea of oblivious people, winding their way through them to get to the elevator before this event turns into a bloodbath.

#batwoman #tvd #kate kane #elena gilbert #kate x elena #elena x kate #elate #kalena #which one??#moodboard #aesthetic #ficlet #drabble #rowing the rarepair rowboat #myedit*#okay honestly??#I love this and want to write a full length fic #they would be AMAZING #softolivarry

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