#I've been thinking about how I don't wanna be a fucking vampire for a while now
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"I could drink your blood if you'd let my baby" no actually.
You can't. I won't let you.
if I did there's A chance that A. I might die and B. I might also become a vampire
And both of those would mean I have to give up garlic bread and other delicious things with garlic in them, and sorry man, I just can't
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#yes to err is human so don't be one#wee woo#I've been thinking about how I don't wanna be a fucking vampire for a while now#Also the whole “living forever ” thing just sounds sad#And I like the sun thank you very much#Will wood#william woodiam#Creatures ted talks#creatures ted-talks#I'm glad I've started talking here more#even if it's just shit posts#I need to publish me own ideas#I don't have to a apologize for turning blue and cold because I'm not letting any vampires in my house/j#how do i tag original posts?#eh either this will get no notes#Or five months from now I'll look at my activity page and think “oh man when will this end/pos”#Ironically my theme is the vampire one#god fucking damn it#the tags are longer than the post#Oh well it's just me spewing bullshit
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hi angel!!!
sevika and vampire reader again because i can't get them out of my head <3333 can we get vampire reader turning sevika into a vampire and how their lives would be after her transition?
black reader pleaseee <3
yes yes yes let's do it! i'm going to include an idea mars, @sexysapphicshopowner gave me too! so be sure to check out their blog if u like the bucket list bits <3
same disclaimers as always with this series! i don't know much about vampire lore, so i'm just guessing and making shit up as it goes haha. also, i'm white, so i'll try my best to make this an obviously black reader, but if i mess anything up lmk!! i'll change it asap :)
man and minors dni
sevika's getting older.
a few grey hairs here, a few new wrinkles there, some new aches and pains she'd never had before-- it's an inevitable part of life. at least it is for most people.
but sevika's got you, now, and you've got an out for her-- a very permanent out, but an out nonetheless.
for a while now, she's been pressuring you to change her. about a month ago at work, she very narrowly dodged a fatal blow, and you started taking her demands seriously.
but-- there's a few things you want her to do before you guys go through with it.
you didn't get the chance to live out your final mortal desires before you were changed. you know just how depressing it can be to mourn being human, especially when you don't get to properly say goodbye. so, you've been helping sevika make a 'bucket list' of sorts-- all the things she wants to do one last time before she won't be able to do them anymore.
soaking in the sun, wearing silver jewelry, drinking a glass (or bottle) of whiskey-- stuff like that.
she's been steadily checking items off the list, and now you're down to the last few, and she wants to check 'em off all in one go.
she wants to eat a big, full meal-- steak and potatoes and a slice of chocolate cake on the side. then, she wants to feed you, one last time. and finally she wants to do what all humans are eventually bound to do: she wants to die.
that last one makes you nervous.
changing her requires that you drain her completely before you kiss her back to life. there's going to be a solid ten or so minutes where she's completely dead-- and she's apparently looking forward to it.
"i wanna know what it's like. see if i feel anything, see if i see anything." she says with a curious shrug.
it makes you nauseous to think about.
the entire reason you're doing this in the first place is so sevika never has to die. the idea of her body going still and cold beneath you, of her eyes glazing over and staring off into space, of her breaths ceasing, it hurts you to even fucking think about.
you're trying not to think about it at all.
"babe." sevika says to you over the table as you place her plate in front of her. you look down at her, smiling, and she reaches up to grab your hand. "this look fucking amazing." she says, not even looking at the plate. you snort. "you look... nervous." she says. you groan and slump down into her lap, scooping up a bite of potatoes and shoving it into her mouth. she chuckles.
"i'm trying not to freak the fuck out." you say. sevika hums, grabbing the fork from you to tear into her steak.
"it'll be fine babe." she mumbles around a mouthful. she groans. "fuck, this is divine."
"enjoy it." you say. she grins.
"i'm trying to savor it but i kinda wanna wolf it down and get your teeth in me." she says. you snort.
"eat slower." you demand. she giggles.
"baby." she says, putting her fork down to hold your hips. you lean forward, pressing your forehead against her shoulder. "i promise it'll be okay. it's gonna be fucking amazing, actually. just think about it-- in a few hours i'll be able to float around with you, we can start hunting together, i'm gonna be able to stay up all night with you. think of all the endless sex we'll have once i've got vampire stamina." she says, kissing your head. you snort.
"i'm just. i really don't want you to die." you say. sevika hums, rubbing her hand up and down your back.
"i know. but it's gotta happen one way or another. it's either this-- you killing me with your sexy fucking teeth then fucking me back to life or whatever--" you giggle. "-- or, i die at work or i get sick or something and you're not there to save me. and then we'll both be miserable forever." she says.
you sigh. she's right, of course, but you're still worried. you think you will be until she blinks back to life.
sevika reaches behind your back to grab another bite of her food. with her free hand, she reaches up to gently rub your cheek.
"you're everything to me, you know that right?" she asks around another mouthful of steak. you smile.
"feeling's mutual." you say. sevika smiles, gently toying with the tiny curl near your ear, pulling it straight then watching it coil back up again when she releases it.
"and i wanna spend infinity with you. if you'll have me." she says. you snort, and flick her head.
"course i will." you say. sevika grins.
"so there's no problem." she says.
you'd be lying if you said there wasn't at least a small part of you that's looking forward to tonight. you've been fasting for a month-- in preparation to drain sevika. you're ravenous. and sevika's your favorite fucking meal.
especially now, with her all glowy and happy after a big meal, a little tipsy from the bottle of wine you'd bought her-- she looks delectable.
she grins up at you from her spot on the bed. "hungry?" she asks. you chuckle.
"starving." you say, licking your lips. "i gotta say. i'm really gonna miss your blood."
sevika chuckles. "we'll find something else you like. together." she says, reaching up to thread her fingers through yours. you sigh, leaning down to kiss her, gently trailing your fangs over her lower lip. sevika shudders.
"c'mon, babe. i'm ready." she says, kissing the back of your hand, tilting her chin up, and widening her legs. you laugh.
"i'm not fucking you tonight." you say. sevika gasps.
"what?! why not?" she asks, pouting. you snort.
"because, i gotta stay focused." you say. sevika groans petulantly.
"but!" she tries. you press a finger to her lips.
"i'll fuck you when you wake up." you promise. sevika sighs.
"that works, i guess. is vampire sex any different than human sex?" she asks. you giggle.
"i dunno, it's been so long since i was a human it's all a bit of a blur now. you'll have to tell me." you say. sevika smiles.
"alright." she says. "c'mon." she says, tilting her chin up again. you giggle, leaning down to press a few kisses over her pulse point. sevika sighs, relaxing into the bed beneath her. "i love you more than i've ever loved anything or anyone, you know." she says shakily. you smile against her neck, licking her artery.
"you're sure?" you ask, one final time. sevika reaches up to hold your hips like she always does when she's beneath you.
"more sure than i've ever been about anything in my life."
"i love you sev." you whisper.
"i love you too, baby." she responds.
you take a deep breath, and sink your teeth into her throat.
sevika shudders and sighs, her nails digging into your skin as you retract your teeth and lick against her wounds, before you start sucking down her blood.
she tastes so fucking good. you're tempted to stop, just so you can keep her around as a bloodbag for a bit longer, but you know she'd be pissed if you did. so, instead, you let your instincts take over, and you start to devour her.
sevika's squeaking and gasping beneath you, her hands clawing into your flesh, her thighs squeezing together as you drink.
"th-that's it, honey, drain me. take it all from me. make me yours. make me yours." she whimpers. you growl against her neck, reaching down to hold her shoulder, gently tracing your thumb back and forth on her collar bone. sevika sighs. "c-can't believe you aren't gonna fuck me, shit! gonna make me cum in my p-pants." she says. you groan and readjust, shoving your thigh between sevika's. she laughs as she starts grinding down against you. "fuck i love you." she mumbles.
sevika cums a second later, shivering underneath you as you continue to slurp her down. you're messy-- messier than you've ever been before. something about the fact that you're changing her is making you fucking feral. you can taste the rush of hormones as she cums, and you shiver on top of her at the taste.
sevika goes limp beneath you, her grip loosening as she tries to catch her breath. she's getting lightheaded and dizzy, you can tell from the way she keeps giggling.
"f-fuck." she mutters. you hum against her. "feel drunk 'r somethin'." she says. you snort. "'m so fuckin' in love with you. you gotta marry me now, y'know." she says. you chuckle.
sevika's breaths start getting shaky, the hands on your hips slipping down to her sides. you reach out to hold her hand, intertwining your fingers again. she hums.
a minute later, and all of sevika's sounds stop. you can still hear her heartbeat, but it's much slower and softer than it usually is. your stomach flips, and you continue to drink from her.
when the gentle rhythm of her heart stops completely, you nearly choke with fear.
it's happening. fuck, it's happening.
you take a few more sips from her, draining her completely as she grows cold beneath you, and then you pull away with a gasp.
the usual high that accompanies a recent feed is nowhere to be found, dread taking its place.
sevika's eyes are shut, her skin clammy and cold, and she's not breathing, not moving, her heart completely silent.
you take a second to wipe your face of her blood, licking it off your arm, looking down at your girlfriend. she looks... peaceful. you hope she's feeling peaceful too.
you wanted to give her a solid minute or so to experience death, but your anxiety's too high. you only manage a few seconds before you lean down, cupping her face between both of your hands, and leaning down to gently, shakily press your lips against hers.
sevika's lips are cold and unresponsive.
you start to freak out.
you kiss her again, licking your tongue against her lip.
she stays still.
you gasp, sitting up to tap her cheek with your palm. "sevika." you call. she doesn't respond. tears start to well up in your eyes as you duck back down, sucking her lip into your mouth, running your tongue against it.
she still doesn't move.
you begin to panic.
"sevika!" you shout against her mouth. you bite her bottom lip, then follow it up with a quick peck. sevika remains still beneath you, and tears begin to well in your eyes. "wake up, you bitch!" you cry against her as you press your mouth to her again.
suddenly, sevika gasps and snaps upwards, her lips moving against yours, her hands coming up to hold your hips. you sigh in relief against her, and sevika flips you, pinning you to the bed. you squeal.
"oh thank fuck." you whisper up at her. she grins down at you.
"that is a hell of a way to wake up." she says. you chuckle, a few stray tears escaping your eyes as relief floods your body, and you reach up to grab her by the hair and pull her back down against you.
sevika chuckles against your lips. "you really thought i'd leave you behind?" she asks. you sob.
"fuck off. you had me worried!" you say. sevika snorts.
"i don't think you even fully let me die, babe." she says. "could hear you the whole time."
you giggle, and sevika gently swipes your tears away.
"how do you feel?" you ask. sevika grins, her fangs descending, and you gasp. fuck that's hot. you think.
"honestly?" she asks. you nod up at her. "better than i've ever felt before. what did you do to me?" she asks. you giggle.
"exactly what you asked me to!" you say. sevika grins.
"i didn't know i'd feel so... refreshed!" she says. you chuckle.
"i'm so fucking glad you woke up." you say. "i was gonna kill you if you died on me."
sevika snorts. "how would that work, exactly?" she asks. you groan and shrug, then reach up to pull her against you again, hugging her to your chest. sevika hums, nuzzling against your neck.
"i love you so fucking much." she says. "so fucking much."
"let's get married." you say. sevika grins against your neck.
"that's my line." she says. you giggle and blindly reach out to pat down your bedside table, pulling the drawer open and fumbling for the tiny box you've been hiding for months now. you pull it out and pull sevika away from your neck by her ponytail, before shoving it in her hand.
"i'm dead fucking serious." you say. sevika blinks, her eyes going wide.
"fuck-- really?" she asks. you nod.
"i mean. we're already spending eternity together, what's a ring and some paperwork?" you ask. sevika grins, then tears the box from your hand, tears welling in her eyes.
she opens it and bursts into laughter as she reveals the gold ring, strung on a gold chain so she can wear it all the time. you smile as you watch her squint, trying to make out the inscription.
your secret admirer it reads. sevika bursts into laughter.
"oh fuck-- i love you so fucking much." she cries. you grin up at her.
"yeah?" you ask. "is that a yes?"
"of course it's a fucking yes! are you kidding me?" she asks. you grin, and sevika swoops down to press her lips against yours. "thank you." she mumbles. "thank you thank you thank you thank you."
"for what?" you ask. "i should be thanking you!" you exclaim.
"for stalking me! for falling in love with me and being so fucking sweet and all the gifts and how much you take care of me and changing me and being my fiance and--"
you cut her off with another kiss. sevika hums against you.
"i love you." she finishes.
"i love you too. for infinity." you say. sevika grins.
"for infinity." she agrees, pulling the chain over her neck. you smile as the ring dangles down over you, gently tugging her closer by it.
"you want me to show you how to float?" you ask. sevika grins.
"fuck yes. but first i want to pay you back for that orgasm." she says, leaning down to kiss you.
you giggle, and sevika grins, and right before your lips connect, you think that even forever with sevika might not be enough time.
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Good morning, I'm having mushy personal thoughts
I was throwing around the idea of a possible oneshot/other long fic with Mia the other day. Like Tav/Astarion as adventurers but the events of the game never happened. They're lifelong friends and A just happens to be a vampire with a shitty backstory as to how it happened. But he's like all well adjusted to it now and uses it to his advantage etc
And then Mia suggested something like "hey you don't have to make this BG3 related, it can be actual fiction. You write really well. You don't have to box yourself into just BG3"
And I went
"oh"
I guess it's my imposter syndrome acting up whenever someone says something like that but I'm still in the mindset of like "nah my writing isn't good enough to post on AO3" which is why the majority of my library is here on Tumblr. I don't feel like I belong there; AO3 is only for the really good people. Which I am not. At least to me. And I don't mean to be disrespectful of the grace and the support I've been given by this community; it's all entirely received and I feel it and I cherish it. It's just challenging to change that sort of mindset. But I'm trying.
I would probably never think to actually try writing professionally but tbh I'm at the point where thinking about doing my current career full-time until I'm like 70 makes me extremely depressed so idk I guess now would be a good time to try?
I had a thought the other day too after our discussion where I used to feel a certain kind of way in my 20s, like a whole mess of creative energy all vibrating at the same time and I would try my best to keep it locked in a box and contained and never let it slip out because why bother allowing your creative side to flourish? You didn't choose that path in life. Ignore it, it's not to your benefit. And I would get extremely sad about it and just sit there and go "idk why I'm so sad I should be happy"
And idk it made me really emotional thinking about it because that's what those feelings were. And I remember how creative I used to be in my teens and then over the course of my 20s I just shoved it further and further into a box and kept adding chain after chain over it, effectively trying to suffocate it because I didn't choose it as my career path so it has no use to me. Like literally just trying to kill off that part of me because it doesn't help with efficiency. Turning myself into a machine, essentially.
And now that I'm writing again it's like taking the chains off and allowing the box to pop open every once in a while and idk I feel really fulfilled. It's made me realize just how much of myself I've had to (or forced myself to) sacrifice over the last 10ish years and yeah. It's just nice to reconnect with this part of myself again.
I just wanna thank everyone again for their support. It means so fucking much to me.
Signed,
The girl who hides in the corner because she's told herself she can't hang with the cool kids.
Thanks for lending your hands and showing me otherwise.
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Unexpected Expected Guest
Killmonger X BLACK!FEM!reader.
WARNINGS :SMUT, slight spiritualism, vampire/ghost!killmonger,profanities(obvi), use of the Nword, all that spooky Halloween shit too lmao.
Summary :reader is curious about the history of the house she just moved into, so she digs deep into it with the help of google and her “witch” friend.
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3:00 AM, 𝐒𝐮𝐧, 𝐨𝐜𝐭 31𝐬𝐭.
My clock read, making me sigh in annoyance. I sucked my teeth "this shit do not work, takin' my ass to bed" I mumbled to myself, blowing out the candles I had lit about an hour ago, all seven of them sitting in a circle around a destroyed picture.
The picture contained a man, his face scribbled out completely with all of the corners of the Polaroid ripped. I found the picture laying around just outside of my door, sitting there on my porch.
since then I never stopped obsessing over it. I've had reoccurring dreams, waking up in a pool of sweat because of how every dream ended. With me getting bit by some creature, the unknown being sucking the life out of me with its sharp fangs. Worse part is that I enjoyed the image, not only the image, but the feeling.
You could clearly tell the picture was old, along with proof on the back of it, a date being written out.
'1965' it read, my curiosity becoming overwhelming.
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𝐒𝐚𝐭, 𝐨𝐜𝐭 25𝐭𝐡.
"That's weird right? Like who just leaves a picture on a strangers doorstep" I spoke to my friend 'Eboni' while wiping down my kitchens counters
"okay, hear me out Y/N, I know you don't do that witchy shit, but that ain't no mistake. somebodies trynna get your attention" I heard my friend from the other side, her conclusion making me roll my eyes and shake my head.
"Eboni, if you think I'm finna 'call upon' a random ass nigga you out of yo damn mind! He can kiss my ass and stay where the fuck he at!" I argued, my dishwashers door falling open with a loud 'bang', the sound of my plates clicking together accompanying the startling sound, all of it happening simultaneously to me ending my sentence.
I jumped back slightly and glared over at the appliance before walking over and closing it, continuing to listen to my friend.
"Y/N! This is serious! You know you just moved in and literally told me to my face that something was off, and you know after you got that picture it wasn't the first time you had a dream like that in that damn house. What if summoning it is the only way it'll leave? That shit is very possible, you know?"
I thought about it for a moment before groaning, stomping my feet as I walked into my living room
"...fine! Damn!".
I knew the trouble I was getting into, somewhat, but that didn't stop me. Just like how I knew there was something about this house before I moved in, which made me think back to the day I signed the papers for the five bedroom house. Thinking, the stories still didn't stop me.
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𝐓𝐮𝐞, 𝐀𝐮𝐠 12𝐭𝐡.
"So for legal reasons, before you sign this lease, I am supposed to tell you that somebody did pass in this house, which is why it's so cheap, but before you rip the paper up, this house has been blessed and saged from in and out! There was never any problems before, but we wanted to double check!" My realtor explained in her thick southern accent, smiling as I stared at her like she was crazy before looking back at the house.
"Um...what exactly happened to this person?" I asked, my eyebrows raising. The woman shrugged, still smiling widely "no idea! But I assure you the house is clean, it's been about 59 years since anything happened, make it 60 when halloween hits actually. A happy family has lived here for 2 years and now they wanna sell, so is it still a deal?" She asked and I sighed, thinking while looking down at the legal papers, a pen in hand.
"..yeah, deal" I spoke, signing the papers with a quick 'flick' of my wrist.
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3:33 AM, 𝐒𝐮𝐧, 𝐨𝐜𝐭 31𝐬𝐭.
I woke up in a sweat once again, turning over to look at my clock. '27 minutes of sleep without interruption. That's a record' I thought, a sudden pain striking my abdomen. "shit" I breathed. My clothes were damp against my skin, my thighs clenched tightly to make an attempt at trying to stop my second heart beat.
I looked back up at the ceiling, only to be surprised by the floating being; a man above me, his eyes glowing an electric blue as a sinister grin was plastered on his face, his fangs making the expression more prominent.
My eyebrows furrowed and my mouth widened before anything could come out, my expression beating my scream to the punch. "OH SHIT!" I scream at the top of my lungs, jumping up out of my bed.
I tripped over tangled covers while attempting to run for the door, tears already falling down my face. My hand made contact with the door handle, the limb immediately being jerked back as the metal knob glowed red with heat, burning my hand.
'SHIT!'.
I quickly turned, backing myself back against the door as I sobbed, crouching down and cowering.
the man nonchalantly sat on my dresser, crossing his legs. His clothes had a slick, elegant style to it, his body giving off a slight cologne scent that I could smell from where I was sitting. he was wearing a suit, the black blazer being open to show his plain, halfway opened, white button up, his pants being leather to match his black boots along with a literal chain and lock around his neck as an accessory.
"I like when you look scared, it’s cute" he spoke, an evil chuckle exiting his mouth as he watched me "who- who are you?" I stuttered, my body shaking intensely.
"Who am I? WHO. am. I?! You out here summoning niggas and don't even know they name? I could have been satan himself coming to personally drag you down to hell with me" he went on, jumping down from the wooden drawers and slowly inching his way over to me with a swaggered walk, his hands stuffed in his pocket.
"why, I'm the 'nigga' you've had imaginary beef with for like a month or so, but you can call me Kill, Killmonger, Erik, Daddy, whichever you prefer, doll” he responded and paused, looking down at me. “…Ya know, you talk a lot of shit for a mortal who can't fight" he teased, bending down into my face, shock being written all over my body language as my jaw hung low, my eyes being so wide that they could pop out like gum balls and my cheeks being stained with tears.
"Now what was that about me kissing your ass? I'd like to take up that offer since I'm here. in the flesh" he smiled, his pearly whites gleaming in the moonlight shining from my window.
"I-I-..I'm sorry...I didn't know you were real.." I cried quietly, his eyes rolling. "okay see, I purposely scared you earlier, but now you doing a little much" he leaned up, looking down at me as I wiped my tears, still shaking.
"Stop. shaking." he demanded, backing up as I was lifted out of my crouched position, the shock I already had ignoring the fact that it wasn't me who made my body move like that.
"I said stop." He snapped his fingers in front of my face, my body immediately stopping its movements with my heartbeat slowing down tremendously, my demeanor completely changing and becoming more chill.
I heard every beat of my heart in my ears, every pulse getting louder than the other.
"Much better. So now that I'm here, I wanna talk a little before I get to business. Any questions?" He asked, floating over to the end of my bed and sitting down, crossing his legs once again.
I carefully walk back over to my bed, sitting down as I try to comprehend the moment, yet it was like my brain wouldn’t let me on purpose.
"...what happened to you...and why are you still here?" I ask with almost zero thought behind it. He shrugged before answering. "don't know, honestly. Apparently I was murdered, but all I remember is waking up and BOOM!" He exclaimed loudly, leaning over to me while adding a dramatic pause "..I'm in hell" he stared, his eyes glowing once again before bursting into laughter, watching my terrified reaction "I'm joking. Dead people have amazing sense of humor dont we?" I blinked, still being confused.
He stopped laughing and his face straightened "...I didn't go to hell, obviously, and my ex girlfriend killed me. You can guess how" he explained and gestured to the chain around his neck. I nodded, finally understanding "okay...why?" I asked, the entity letting out a chuckle "let's just say I was very lucky with ladies"
I hummed, nodding again before tilting my head "...so why do you have a problem with me?"
He tilted his head back at me "Problem? I don't. It's not like I hate you or something, I just like fuckin’ around. ain't shit else to do when you're DEAD... but now that I'm HERE, I can finally be free, thanks to yo nosy ass and your witch ass friend" he smiled, his fangs making their third appearance tonight.
"Cool, it was nice talking to you then" I smiled slightly, a nervous feeling rising in my stomach as he shook his head 'no'
"Nah. I can't just...leave" he blinked "...whatchu mean? Yes you can" I squinted and he shook his head again "nope. I can't. See, you summoned me out of curiosity because your friend didn't give you enough information to execute this correctly, I'm guessing, and if I'm correct you didn't even read about me or either you didn't read enough. You want me to leave? Give me an offering" he explained.
"...fine. What do you want?" I asked with a slight attitude, being annoyed with how I actually had to work for him to leave.
He thought, humming "...bring me a body, a fresh body. I don't want anybody cold or dirty, so try not to bring me anyone with a drug or drinking pro-"
I interrupted him "wait— are you asking for a dead person?" My eyebrows knitted together in worry as I watched a smile fall upon his face, his teeth peeking out from under his lips
"Well..not dead exactly, I can do my own dirty work apart from getting them, I just need you to bring them to me. what'd you think I was asking for, silly?" He tilted his head with sarcasm, my head shaking.
"I'm sorry, I can't do that for you. I can't just go out and lure somebody in my house, that's disgusting!" he pouted and got up from the edge of the bed, turning to me with a sigh "well then there's no other way. too bad I gotta take you with me now" he leaned in, his eyes glowing a fear striking red now.
"Please! I'll do anything but that!" I screamed, backing up away from him, my back hitting the hard, wooden headboard. his movements paused as his eyes turned back to a midnight black, the red swirling around his iris before disappearing completely.
"Anything? And you mean anything, correct?" He asked and I nodded, a smirk carving in on his face as he began to chuckle, a deep voiced echo fallowing behind every laugh "why didn't you say that before, love?"
He grabbed my wrists and pinned me to the bed, my night set being ripped apart from my bottoms to my bra without him moving a finger
My thoughts ran wild as he began kissing me roughly as if he had been starving for any type of physical touch. His skin was soft and warm, comforting in a sense as he grazed his fingertips across my bare stomach. his lips went from mine to my neck, laying tender kisses across my jawline and collarbones before licking his way back up. His tongue swirled around over places he had left a kiss until he had came up to my chin, the tip of his tongue flicking up once he finally got to the end.
Almost as if only seconds passed by, he had already been going down on me, roughly pulling me to the edge of the bed by my ankles and putting them up to the sky. he pinned my thighs to the mattress, cupping the underside of my knees before he began going to work, his warm tongue swirling around my clit at an agonizing slow pace. The tip of his tongue did figure eights on my bundle of nerves, making me gasp and arch my back, my reaction encouraging him to go faster with flicking his tongue.
As time went on, he began slipping fingers inside of me. First one, then two, then it was his tongue, slowly sliding them in and aiming upwards for my gspot. The pressure inside of me built up with every thrust of his fingers, my stomach sucking in. "Oh— fuck!" I moaned, air being caught in my throat as I leaned up a bit, looking down at him just to make eye contact with the man himself. He had been watching the whole time, watching how my body reacted to ever motion.
"cum for me?" He asked before attaching his lips back around my clit and humming, his eyelids lowering while the whites of his eyes gained a bright glow as I finally let go, not even being able to answer his question as I came all over his fingers, a loud gasp escaping my throat. He leaned up and my legs immediately clamped together, my orgasm still hitting hard for me as his fingers slid back out of my body. He looked down at me and licked his fingers clean, humming at the taste.
I breathed hard, trying to catch my breath "done?" I asked, trying to cover my body with my sheet, the material not budging from the bed "nope." He simply answered, kneeling on the bed and beginning to crawl closer to me.
I backed away hesitantly, my stomach steady churning with tension once I had made contact with the headboard.
"Stay still for me. You'll make a good partner for eternity" he mumbled quietly, smirking to himself.
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do u have any recs for folks newer to the yuri genre? I've never really read any manga other than shounen and some magical girl stuff
Omg i can totally give yuri recs. (And which ones to stay away from. Sakura Kiss has cousin shit in it, Citrus has stepsister dubcon, Dragon Maid has lolicon, Happy Sugar Life is also lolicon but it’s edgy about it and tries to act like this makes it deep, we can do better)
Anyway here’s my actual recs! I'm going to give details but if you don't wanna read them I bolded all the titles.
YuriKuma Arashi (By Ikuhara of Revolutionary Girl Utena fame), is about lesbian bears. But it’s actually a metaphor for the simultaneous objectification and demonization of lesbians, the expectation both for purity and predation. There are some nitpicks I have with it like the sexualization being a bit too much to bring the point home, but overall I do like its themes and its message. And I think the ending pulls everything together really nicely. There is both a manga and an anime, and I believe the anime came first. I’ve only seen the anime so I’m not sure if/how the manga deviates!!!!
Bloom Into You is an absolute must. Like, for real, I think it’s one of the best romances out there, yuri or otherwise. It gets really deep into both characters' respective psyches and the ways that they’re both Very Screwed Up when it comes to love and romance, or really just life in general. Giving details would be doing them a disservice honestly. Both characters are very messy but also do try their best to genuinely communicate, and what comes of that is a lot of teenage lesbian drama, but the growth they both experience though it TOGETHER is just great, and you can tell they care about each other so much.
Okay this one I’m not really recommending for the good writing, it’s more-so just really cool. Liberta (EXPLICIT) is a series about a vampire who can turn her body into guns and a human woman who is sick of being seen as lesser in her ordinary life. And then they fall in love and are vampires together. The artstyle and character designs are awesome and it has some really cool fight scenes. However it also has full blown barely censored sex scenes. A few of them. One of the women uses her tail at some point. If that’s not what your cup of tea is, give it a pass.
Anyway for something more wholesome you should check out The Guy She Was Interested in Wasn't a Guy at All, which I’m actually not fully caught up on bc life, but has still been a super fun read so far. It’s about a girl who works at a music store, and her classmate who gets a crush on her while she’s at work. The classmate doesn’t realize that they’re the same person, due to her looking different at work, and thinks her worksona is a guy. Hijinks ensue.
Otherside Picnic is also highly recommended. Its manga adaptation is lagging behind the light novel, which I can’t find a translation of online (But if anyone can help me out w that 🙏). The story itself is about two college students who go on adventures to a parallel plane of reality, which contains cosmic horrors who can only communicate with humans through fear so intense it will make you go insane. They’re also looking for someone who went missing, and gain cool powers like Ghost Hand and Sans Eye. Yes this is still a yuri series and it’s also really really extremely fucking cool.
She Loves to Cook, and She Loves to Eat, is a slice of life story about… Well exactly what it says. A woman with a passion for cooking, making lots of food and sharing it with her neighbor, and they end up bonding through this. It’s also like, cool to see a big butch woman for a change! The story itself is very straightforward but I love watching the relationship progress as well as the mc question her sexuality. This story will absolutely make you super hungry though.
Show Me Your Bust (EXPLICIT) is also exactly what it says on the tin, though it’s technically a webtoon. Again this is a series with explicit sex scenes, but it actually does have a story and actual depth to its characters. Honestly there’s a lot to unpack with all of them and a lot of the relationships aren’t totally healthy but it’s a drama so that’s the point.
A Monster Wants To Eat Me is actually hard to describe without spoilers. It’s about a girl who lives by the sea, meeting a mysterious girl with eyes that remind her of the ocean itself. The girl says that she’s actually been looking for the mc for a long time, and it’s revealed that….
And lastly I wanna mention Hanamonogatari, a story about an old widow who begins to regain confidence in herself as she experiments with make-up with the help of another old lady who works at a local cosmetic store. Honestly it’s very very very sweet, it’s rare to get romances like this of old women when so much of the focus of romances (yuri or otherwise) is often on the characters being attractive. I also really appreciate how the make-up is being used specifically to accentuate their wrinkles. Not hide them. Because aging is beautiful too. Sadly IVE ONLY READ TWO CHAPTERS BECAUSE I DONT THINK THE REST ARE TRANSLATED IF ANYONE OUT THERE CAN HELP ME PLEASE DO 🙏
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﹒﹒ guts sentence starters !
my brain goes ahhh ! guts by olivia rodrigo just dropped and it's been on repeat in my household . olivia rodrigo can do no wrong in my opinion and i realized that the lyrics make for some perfect sentence starters — so under the cut you’ll find a bunch of heart wrenching and angsty one liners . if u found this useful , feel free to like or reblog to boost this .
﹒﹒ all - american bitch :
" i feel for your every little issue , i know just what you mean .. "
" you know me , i forgive and i forget .. "
" i got what you can't resist "
" i know my place and this is it "
﹒﹒ bad idea right? :
" haven't heard from you in a couple of months .. "
" i'm out right now and i'm all fucked up "
" i know we're done , i know we're through but god when i look at you .. "
" seeing you tonight , it's a bad idea , right ?
" i know that he's my ex but can't two people reconnect ? "
" i only see him as a friend .. "
" i know i should stop but i can't . "
" i'm sure i've seen much hotter men but i really can't remember when "
﹒﹒ vampire :
" i loved you truly "
" i've made some real big mistakes but you make the worst one look fine "
" i used to think i was smart but you made me look so naive "
" every girl i ever talked to told me you were bad news "
" you called them crazy god i hate the way i called them crazy too ! "
" you're so convincing , how do you lie without flinching ? "
" can't figure out how you do it and god knows i never will "
" you said it was true love .. "
" you can't love anyone cause that would mean you had a heart "
" i tried to help you out , now i know that i can't . "
" how you think is the kind of thing i'll never understand "
﹒﹒ lacy :
" did i ever tell you i'm not doing well ? "
" i see you everywhere .. "
" i'm losing it lately . "
" well aren't you the greatest thing to ever exist ? "
" my stomach's all in knots "
" you got the one thing that i want "
" it's like you're made of angel dust "
" it's like you're out to get me "
" you poison every little thing that i do "
" i just loathe you lately "
﹒﹒ ballad of a homeschooled girl :
" i don't think i get along with anyone .. "
" i guess i should go .. "
" i told secrets i shouldn't tell . "
" i made it weird , i made it worse . "
" oh god , what did i say ? "
﹒﹒ making the bed :
" i thought it so i said it "
" sometimes i feel like i don't wanna be where i am "
" i'm so tired of being the girl that i am "
" i'm playing the victim so well in my head "
" i got the things i wanted , it's just not what i imagined "
﹒﹒ logical :
" god , you're so good at what you do . "
" i'd put myself through hell for you "
" hear all the rumors lately that you always denied "
" you convinced me , it was all in my mind "
" changing you is possible .. "
" i'm sure that girl is really your friend "
" our problems are all solvable "
" why do i do this ? "
" i know i'm half responsible and that makes me feel horrible "
" i know i could've stopped it all .. "
﹒﹒ get him back! :
" i met a guy in the summer .. "
" i wanna get him back "
" i wanna make him really jealous "
" i really miss him and it makes me real sad "
" i miss the way he kisses and the way he made me laugh "
" i am my fathers daughter so maybe i could fix him "
" i wanna key his car "
" i wanna break his heart "
﹒﹒ love is embarrassing :
" i told my friends you were the one "
" you said space was what you need "
" i waited by my phone like a goddamn fool "
" i consoled you while you cried .. "
" how could i be so stupid ? "
" you found a new version of me "
" i give up everything "
﹒﹒ the grudge :
" one phone call from you and my entire world was changed "
" you took everything i loved and crushed it between your fingers "
" i doubt you ever think about the damage that you did "
" i hear your voice every time i think i'm not enough "
" how could anybody do the things you did so easily ? "
" i say i don't care , i say i'm fine but you know i can't let it go . "
" i fantasize about a time you're a little fucking sorry "
" i try to understand why you would do this all to me "
" do you think i deserved it all ? "
" you have everything and you still want more "
" but even after all this , you're still everything to me "
" i know you don't care "
﹒﹒ pretty isn't pretty :
" there's always something missing "
" i don't know why i even try "
﹒﹒ teenage dream :
" it gets better , but what if i don't ? "
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I've been really enjoying your fic and it got me curious about how your campaign went??? I got the important parts (your Durge denied Bhaal, Shadowheart spared nightsong I think, Astarion obviously didn't ascend) but what else happened? Will we ever see any of the other companions?
Thanks for enjoying the story! I can say with pretty much certainty we won't be seeing any other canonical characters from the game, Jaheira, Minsc and Halsin would have stayed behind in Baldur's Gate, as well as Wyll. My Durge killed Lae'zel early in the game and Karlach also died at the end of my campaign.
Gale's character decided to go after the crown, and while he was the staple fourth member of my party the relationship had always been uh... Tense. This was before they apparently patched out how needy he was, but frankly it made for a really interesting story since i just kind of assumed his character was kind of a creep wearing a nice-guy's face. Also, to be fair, I DID fall for his "wanna see a magic trick" line but that just kindled the fire to my theory that he's actually a fairly manipulative person (and perhaps he's unaware of it). MIND YOU PLEASE that this doesn't mean i don't like his character - honestly i feel like I got a REALLY interesting side of him in my campaign and i wouldnt have it any other way - this was a party composed of the dark urge, Astarion, Shadowheart and GALE and to have us all turn down power and glory only for the goody-two-shoes wizard of the camp to turn kinda evil and power-hungry made for a really satisfying narrative.
... Sorry i ended up rambling about Gale LOL to actually answer the rest of your question, my campaign went like this:
I made a Fighter, champion sub-class, BIG hulking drow because i thought it would be funny. Because i went in blind I started off as a confused homicidal murderer who is a liiiittle weirded out about his urges but he doesnt stress TOO much about it. Is fairly standoffish and distrusting toward all of his companions which made for a weird start. Motivated by gold, killing things, getting this worm out his head and making off-color jokes. Ends up siding with the Tieflings because i also decided that, as a very hedonistic character who thinks we should be lunatics because we want to rather than because a cult is telling us to be, my durge would profoundly hate the absolute. As a male drow he also really hated Minthara so yeah, easy choice there. As mentioned above, I also killed Lae'zel when she tried to murder-suicide everybody.
I wasn't going to fuck anyone, believe it or not, so during the tiefling party i went with Gale because it SEEMED like he just wanted to show me something neat (it ended early because i failed his checks and i guess he can't get hard unless i can cast fireball). Also, at this point even though i made mostly "good" moral choices i *was* still a dick the whole time - despite this, everyone in camp wanted to fuck me BESIDES Astarion, which was so fucking funny and devastating that I decided my Durge would, from that moment on, turn on the charm and the flattery and make it his mission to bang him. So yes, they were manipulating each other. I don't have to explain why that made for a really really fun little dynamic. Also Astarion had to tell me he was a vampire through dialogue instead of biting me and i got to say "yeah duh" which was hysterical.
I finally banged him sometime during the underdark (didn't go to the creche at all) and during Act 2 I followed the same pattern of doing mostly the Good Thing while being arrogant the whole time, I fell into a kind of chaotic-neutral/true-neutral aligment and watched my little homicidal maniac cluelessly stumble his way into a hero's journey. I had also really grown to like Shadowheart at that point after having a really negative first impression of her character and she basically became my durge's best friend. Astarion also grew on me for all the reasons we know and love and he did his confession to me sometime in late act 2. I Never met Araj (though i think i mention her in the fan story only because her interaction is interesting) so I got the dialogue that isn't prompted by her encounter. I also had to "break up" with Gale at this point which boy that sure came as a surprise to me! I also didnt break the shadow curse.
Because I didnt kill isobel (Again, my guy didnt like people telling him what to do or not to do), my little butler guy made me wanna kill Astarion. I SWEAR this happened pretty late in game, maybe even in the first night in baldur's gate which i realize is unusual. Naturally I didnt and I decided that would be the turning point where my Durge decides to not just Go With The Flow of things but actively fight his urge and pursue its root cause. He tried to be more of a good person from that point on which was kind of a clumsy effort lol
He completely antagonized the emperor immediately upon him revealing his true identity, stole the orphic hammer from Raphael's house, betrayed Gortash after setting an "alliance" with him, killed Orin (she kidnapped the orphan and killed her in front of me because i failed the check :| ) stopped Astarion from ascending and helped Shadowheart kill everyone in the house of grief, i let her make her own choice regarding her parents and she decided to kill them. I also encouraged her to not immediately align with the Selunites just because of her past.
I got Astarion the thing that helps him read the necromancy book and i cannot tell you how satifyins it was that, after giving up unspeakable power by killing Cazador, that dude and his little ghoul army basically mauled Orin and her grandad for me practically by themselves while I was down on the floor with 1 health. PROUD OF YOU BUDDY.
Gale spoke to Mystra as well at some point and i swear I NEVER encouraged that guy to take the crown for himself. It was always either "do whatever you want" or "i think thats a shitty idea." At this point my Durge was super sick of him so they had a bit of a crappy relationship which may have something to do with how things turned out.
I betrayed the emperor, released Orpheus and when he asked if any of us wanted to be a mindflayer i went "Fuck No" big time and luckily the guy just did it for me. Chaos ensues, I kill the emperor and the absolute in an epic battle that took me like a whole day. I also killed Orpheus when he asked me to. Karlach died ( :c ) and Gale told me he was gonna fuck off to get the crown. In the final Astarion dialogue I told him we would find a way to get him to walk under the sun again.... AAAAAnd thats it i think? Man this game is huge lmao i swear i wasnt trying to be long-winded.
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even more icemav incorrect quotes
ice: I'm sorry. Please talk to me.
mav:
ice: Hello? World's most amazing person?? Sweet pea? Precious cinnamon roll that's too good for this world, too pure?
mav: 'Sorry' doesn't bring back my fucking M&Ms.
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mav I got us matching friendship bracelets, and you say I don't care about our relationship.
ice: These are handcuffs.
mav: Yeah, 'cause we're partners in crime!
——
ice: What's this?
mav, hugging ice: Affection
ice: Disgusting.
ice: …Do it again.
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mav: Which is correct, seven and five IS thirteen, or seven and five ARE thirteen?
ice: Neither.
ice: Because it's twelve.
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mav: You’re my best friend, I would do anything for you.
ice: I want you to eat 3 meals a day and have a decent sleep schedule.
mav: Absolutely not.
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ice: How do you want your coffee?
mav: Black, like my soul.
ice:
ice: mav, your soul is a latte.
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ice: You spent all our money on THIS??
mav, putting tiny raincoats on ducklings: They live outside. They need this.
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mav: Caffeine no longer keeps me awake while I work, so instead I have ice periodically send me texts saying ‘we need to talk.’
mav: It gives me the right amount of adrenaline and fear I need to keep going.
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mav: I'm gonna get my driver's license. I've already got a pilot's license and a cosmetology license, that's two of the big five licenses.
ice: The big five licenses?
mav: Driver's license, cosmetology license, pilot's license, fishing license, and… license to kill! I can't wait to get that one.
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ice: mav, you’re offered 500,000 dollars, but, if you accept it, the person you hate the most in the world gets 1,000,000 dollars. Would you take it?
mav: Of course! I mean, why wouldn’t I want 1,500,000 dollars?
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mav: Go big or go home!
ice: Please, for once in your life just go home. I'm begging you. Go. Home.
mav: I'm going big!
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mav: How many vampires do you think have been hit by a car backing up in a parking lot because the driver couldn’t see their reflection?
ice, drunk: I’ve never considered it but you’re really shining light on what’s probably a very serious issue.
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ice: The saying “it is better to beg forgiveness than to ask permission” no longer applies to mav.
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ice: I'm going the fight the next person who insults mav.
mav: I hate myself.
ice: Alright, square up.
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ice: mav…
mav: Oh no, 'mav' in B flat.
mav: You're disappointed.
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mav: What are you drinking?
ice: Vodka.
mav: Straight?
ice: No, gay. Why?
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mav: If we don’t get out of this alive… If we’re both about to die… I love you, ice!
Neither of them die
ice: …
mav: …
ice: So do you wanna talk about somethi-
mav: No thank you.
#icemav#iceman x maverick#tom iceman kazansky x pete maverick mitchell#tom iceman kazansky#pete maverick mitchell
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Owari no Seraph chapter 136 english fan translation
Hi how are you. Do you wanna read a fan translation of the new ons chapter? Because I have one. You should totally also read the official from here though!
There was some promo material along with the color page I translated this time too.
Color Page: To save Everything, that's the ambition he's imbued into his sword.
Owari no Seraph chapter 316: God Resides Within Them
[Transcription of the OnS half of the following volume 32 ad page]
Knowing the truth only strengthens their desire for a path to salvation!
To bless the souls of all with forgiveness...Yuu* and Mika's fight begins!!
Having found out the truth of his own past, he's set his sights on "delivering salvation unto all in existence." His first step has been to pay Saitou and the vampires a visit and attempt to discuss with them...!?
-[chapter starts here]
Shikama: Yuu, hurry up.
Saitou: Urd!!! Do NOT let him get to the First!!
Ky: ....holy shit.
Lest: We're gonna get caught up in it too if we don't get out of here!
Shikama: Shit
Urd: O Sword.....CLEAR THE SKY ALONG WITH THE FIRST!!!
Yuu: I can tell that's bad news just by looking, what do we do about it?
Mika: Hmm...
Yuu: I wonder if we can just...tank it?
Mika: No shot, tanking that would kill us. And even if we lived we'd have been knocked too far away.
Yuu: Oh yeah, too far away to hear what the First has to say. So what then?
Mika: Mhm....
Mika: Ohhh- I've got it. We've cast curse of you can't kill us on the vampires, right?
Yuu: Uh, no I don't think they're really taking that into account with these attacks.
Mika: Well ok, but maybe that's because we're in the middle of a tumultuous battle now. So basically if we settle down and behave, our curse should go back into affect.
Yuu: Hm...
Mika: So as soon as we hear whatever the First has to say, we should just immediately let ourselves get captured and it'll be fine.
Yuu: Ok.
Mika: Alright, we've got our plan
Yuu: But how?
Mika: I'll take his attack alone until I hit empty battery, so just toss the sword into it.
Yuu: Aren't you just being suicidal again?
Mika: I'm already dead I can't be. Even if he explodes me I'll just come back whenever I eat some of your desire.
Yuu: That's gonna have ME running on empty, though.
Mika: Yeah it'll probably get you so bad you won't even be able to move, but it's better than dying right now.
Yuu: Sure I guess. Ok, I'll throw you now, then.
Mika: Great, I'll give it my all!
Yuu: *Link sounds*
Mika: *screaming*
Mika: Oh, nevermind I fucked up
Mika: YUUCHAN I FUCKED UP.
Ferid: That's the impact Urd Gilles' sword makes. Must be someone real powerful over there to cancel it out
Ferid: Am I right, My Queen
Krul: He's strong, this isn't Ferid's strength. I don't know if I can win here.
Shinya: Hey....Kureto nii-san. Are you still alive? ...Did you die?
Shinya: I gave you your next shiritori kana quite a while ago, can I consider it my win if you died? What would people say if they knew Kureto nii-san had died ragequitting shiritori....
Shinya: Uh??? Kureto nii-san, are you alive? If you really died-
Kureto: Hey.
Shinya: OH SHIT, YOU SURVIVED THAT?
Kureto: Stop being stupid. Let's set our allies loose and then get out of here, Shinya. And no dawdling.
Shinya: I know.
Yuu: I'm so hungry oh my god, this must be empty battery.
Yuu: Ok, First, I'm here! What are we talkin' about!?
Yuu: Oh, you're see-through! Wh-what the hell happened???
Shikama: I'm...being eaten.
Yuu: Eaten!? Wait by who?????
Shikama: By humans.
Shikama: I couldn't have imagined a human with enough power to do this...
Yuu: I asked who though????
Shikama: There's no time to explain. I need to transfer whatever is left of my magic and power to you before it's all stolen.
Yuu: Wh-
Mika: THAT WAS SO STUPID. I DIDN'T EVEN LAST 8 SECONDS.
Mika: HEY, HE'S SEE-THROUGH!!
Shikama: There's no time. Rigr and Urd are on their way. Before they get here, Yuu,
Yuu: What?
Shikama: You said you had found out how to resurrect Mikaela. Was that true? I've never once been able to do it.
Yuu: It was true. If you teach me how, I can do it successfully.
Shikama: Was I mistaken in the way I've been doing it?
Yuu: Yeah, all wrong.
Shikama: ...I see. But you found where that mistake was.
Yuu: I did.
Shikama: Understood. Then, since my time has run out, it's time to entrust everything to you.
The spell to resurrect Mikaela. The spell to hide this world from Paradise. The spell to destroy Paradise.
Shikama: There is a great price for you to pay for all of these. But still-
Yuu: I have my memories back, I can do it. I'll follow in your steps, I'll resurrect all of the angels.
Shikama: Ha, hahaha
Shikama: You really do surprise me, humans and homonculi both, before I even knew it you've surpassed your creator's wildest expectations.
Shikama: Alright then, I leave what's left of my power to you, who I know less and less what exactly to call.
Shinoa: I don't think so.
Shikama: .....what do you even intend to use all this power for?
Shinoa: For love.**
Shikama: How selfish, an expectedly human answer.
Shinoa: How are you any different?
Shikama: I never thought this day would come...my wish, I leave to the next generation.
Shinoa: I don't know who you were planning to give what to, but now that I have it, it won't be used to hurt anyone else.
Yuu: Ok
The power of the First’s love has been settled in that body....***
Owari no Seraph will be on hiatus next month.
T/N:
*the Yuu they use here is in katakana like they write the Homonculous's name (and how Shikama has been referring to Yuu recently)
**Shinoa uses the word for romantic love here
***changed from what I used to have after being asked for clarification, I think this version makes it more obvious which body they’re talking abt but you can still see the original with the twitter version XP
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GET TO KNOW THE MUN
ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘɪᴄᴋ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ ᴍᴜꜱᴇ(ꜱ) ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ?
okay story time besties. like most of you i've been on this hellsite for at least a decade, this may or may not be 'too personal' but i think i wanna share this anyway because it kinda explains the way i am now, why i left and why i came back. i'll keep it short (lie) so don't worry ehe. basically i found a best friend through this hobby, and through them many characters came to life. welp, i was friends with them for more than five years and then, you guessed it, something happened that made me cut ties. not getting into too much detail but the friendship suddenly felt very one-sided which was very heartbreaking for me and ultimately killed my desire to write on here. i really thought i would never return because it hurt too much, plus i was scared of possibly encountering them again.
fast foward a year and bg3 releases.
this damn game gave me so much comfort and so much inspiration. i ended up creating my vampire boy cain after as.tarion managed to become my new hyperfixation. i was scared shitless to be back. i felt out of place. also before i made cain, i tried to write with a fandomless oc and even worked on a multi based on greek myth. they say, third time is the charm, and my god it's true. cain opened the doors for me i was too scared to open myself. and everyone was so nice and welcoming, i am truly very grateful. writing means a lot to me, it's an outlet and so much more, i'm sure it's the same for many of you. anyway this is getting way too deep. cain happened because i'm a simp. and vance? he's an old concept i never got the chance to put out there.
ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ?
smut. i've never had a nsft thread in my whole career. i get why some write it but to me i see no point. first of all it makes me uncomfortable, idk if it's because i'm asexual or because i just don't vibe with it. either way, like already stated in my rules, while i refuse to write it out, i don't mind joking about it or letting things fade to black / up for imagination during threads.
ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ?
i really love to explore different dynamics between characters. nothing is ever white or black, there's so many depths and layers and i wanna see it all. a character is a sunshine, always happy? great but what if they are actually struggling with major depression and are on the wink of breaking? someone tries to be everyone's hero? cool. oh you think they're doing it because of the kindness of their heart? no lol, they're just scared of being all alone because they don't know how to form emotional bonds with others so they try to be please everyone, ignoring their own needs and desires. i enjoy every genre as long as characters get a chance to be more than just one fixed personality trait. oh and angst. i love angst.
ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ?
god. fuck. i wish i knew. sometimes i wake up and randomly think of my oc, their past, their habits, how they felt. and if i'm lucky, i learn something new about them. i think the most important thing i had to learn when it comes to headcanons is that you can't force them to just appear. sometimes things come easy and you have many trivia info or solid headcanons from the get go, other times you shake your oc and beg them on knees to give you at least one crumble of info. honestly, music helps. getting into the right mindset and letting your mind run wild with all sort of possibilities is a great foundation.
ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ɪɴ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴏʀ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴀʏ ᴍᴜꜱɪᴄ?
i need music all the time, whether i write or simply exist. as mentioned above, music helps a lot to get into the right mindset. i also love the fact that each oc has their own music taste. i will never get over the fact that vance vibes with k-pop & j-hip hop.
ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇᴘʟɪᴇꜱ ᴏʀ ᴡɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ?
it really depends actually. if threads are plotted beforehand then i already have "a plan" where the directions is going and how vance will react. but in general i wing everything. idk why but to me it feels so much more authentic. if i read asks or replies i already have a clear idea of what van wants to say. at first he reacts in my head then when i sit down to write it out, i suddenly find van in a situation i didn't expect. and i love that. a lot. sometimes you gotta let things come to you naturally and just write what feels right.
ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ꜱʜɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ?
i do! which reminds me, i wanted to make a specific post about this even though i already talk about it in my rules. i'm here for any type of ship, platonic or romantic or straight up enemies. most importantly though? i love connecting people's ocs into van's canon verse. i was never into multi-shipping, unless it's for different verses. in general i love the idea of every event occuring in van's life to happen in one universe. so for example, if he meets character A and later meets character B, he'll mention character A. for this reason i probably won't do multiple romances. also i love suffering from slow burns, be it confessing love or enemies to friends. sign me the fuck up.
ᴡʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀʟɪᴀꜱ/ɴᴀᴍᴇ?
i kept changing it but right now it's cero and i think it'll stay that way. ever since my comkeback, i actually struggled to find "the right one" you feel. there's no deep meaning behind it other than me being a sk.yrim nerd and enjoying my murderous little jester cicero. in other news i'm a clown.
ᴀɢᴇ?
i'm a twenty six year old bottle of fine wine
ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ?
september 16th, you better wish me a happy birthday :3c (this is a threat)
ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ(ꜱ)?
red, orange, yellow, pink and purple
ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜱᴏɴɢ(ꜱ)?
don't do this to me. like. i love music. i don't choose favorites. every song slaps. it's so hard to decide. you know what fuck the rules. i'll answer with my favorite genres instead: classic pop & rock, indie pop, video game soundtracks (yes fr), alt rock & punk, hip hop, k-pop & j-pop, classical, metal ... proceeds to name every genre
ʟᴀꜱᴛ ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ?
two weeks ago my aunt forced me to watch damsel with her and i'm still trying to recover from it
ʟᴀꜱᴛ ꜱʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ?
still watching o.ne p.iece :)
ʟᴀꜱᴛ ꜱᴏɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ?
don't matter by kings of leon
ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜰᴏᴏᴅ?
honestly, i'm not really into food and i only eat because my body needs to survive, i'm also a picky eater so safe my soul, but recently i've discovered my deep love for spaghetti carbonara, it's my ride or die
ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ?
fall and winter. i love spooky season and i love seeing trees changing colors and i love crunchy leaves. i love taking walks through a forest during fall. i love the weather in fall the most too, rain or sunshine idc it's a perfect mix and i vibe with it. as for winter, obviously it's the snow but sadly we don't get snowy days often.
ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ?
ah shit here we go. i didn't even see this question when i answered the first one. awkward. I MEAN. i really wanna say "not yet" but deep down i'm actually really scared of allowing another strong connection. i consider all of my moots as friends even if i don't chat with them on a daily basis. i'm an anxious opossum, screeching on the inside as we speak, but i definitely want to find the courage again to form actual friendships with people on here.
tagged by: @pinkminxed thanks subway sandwich
tagging: @metrictita @un1awful @ofurizen @hopeharmed @hiisfire @attroxx @confettiguts @rexpyre @daisyscape @starpoacher @fauxwife @rotdame @cursedblessed
#// i think i did some oversharing here and there but idc#// now you know me and you have to live with it :3#// also idk who already did this so i tagged mains#// don't feel obligated to do this tho#「 † 」 out of hell.
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💖 What made you start writing?
🧠 Marius ! And/or Pandora.
💖 What made you start writing?
wow wow make me embarrass myself right out of the gate here lmao
honestly the answer is YOU, and @hekateinhell and @rainbowcarousels. like i inhaled all you guys's fic last fall and read your meta and stuff here on tumblr and it just looked like you were all having so much fun and being creative? and then i thought maybe if i tried writing and liked it, other people would talk to me about armand and i could make VC friends. and look at us now!!
and i've always been a maladaptive daydreamer, whenever i get a new blorbo i end up playing out scenes about them in my head so i thought maybe writing would be a good outlet for those thoughts. and then instead of being a weirdo who stares into space thinking about armand getting fucked dumb i would be ~plotting~ and my adhd symptom would become something productive lmao
i wish i had some deeper, more inspirational reason but 'i wanna make friends and put my weirdo thoughts to good use' is really all there is to it.
🧠 Marius ! And/or Pandora.
okay okay marius head canons, let's go:
cat guy. like cats were highly respected in ancient rome and as a guy who likes to own fine things, he would not have been down to have pests in the house. so he's always been the type to sit out food for local strays and have a favorite or two he lets wander his home. i like to imagine him giving some philosophical monologue to pandora about how vampires are similar to cats, they're both instinctual killers and pandora being like 'are you really trying to mansplain cats to me in order to justify to yourself how much you enjoy petting the stray that lives in your garden?'
i see him being a really thoughtful gift giver. he has such a hard time expressing remorse and admitting he did something wrong, so he became great at picking out presents to compensate. and besides he just has great taste. definitely the guy everyone in auvergne wants to pull their name the year lestat insists on playing the mortal game of 'secret santa'.
i feel like it would be easy to assume he hates modern art because he's such a classicist. and maybe he did at first, he didn't get the purpose of painting with such a seeming 'lack' of technique until he stood in front of a rothko himself. and with his vampire vision he saw all the subtle variations in red that covered the canvas and he got it, he was deeply moved.
definitely went all in on architecture during the egpytian revival period and had home with a facade that replicated an ancient temple. (this didn't make akasha give him any special attention. not that he would admit to hoping for that or anything, he was just keeping up with the times, obviously)
he and daniel briefly terrorized a pub trivia night by sweeping every category every time they showed up until the owner gently requested they not come back since other patrons were tired of losing. he can't help that he's well read and his companion has a great wealth of knowledge on pop culture, okay?? mortals these days are such sore losers.
some guys are into shoes, some are into watches, we know from canon that he loves gloves and so he absolutely has a pair of bespoke leather gloves in every color for every occasion. driving gloves, white lambskin gloves for formal events, fur lined gloves for winter, he has multiple drawers in his closet for his collection. no i don't need smut with him doing obscene things to someone while wearing these gloves for kinktober why do you ask
i could go on but THERE YOU GO, i hope my niche and useless thoughts about him were entertaining at least 🥰
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For the ask meme: 4, 7, 11, 30, 47 :)
4. what is the plot bunny you’ve been carrying for the longest? optional bonus question: do you ever wonder why you haven’t written it yet and experience deep existential dread?
Honestly? Before I started Scream AU, it was an ATLA Scream AU! I held onto that idea for YEARS because I wanted to make sure I could do it right - everyone is a suspect, everyone is in danger, & there's a lot of foreshadowing but also a lot of twists. I waited until I felt prepared to do the idea justice, so I've held onto it for a long time. Like, that idea festered in my brain for at least 3 or 4 years. I guess it doesn't count anymore though, since I'm doing it.
Hm... I have a million ideas at all times but one I've had for a pretty long time is Heathers ATLA AU with Katara as Veronica, Azula as Heather Chandler, & Zuko or Jet as JD. Unfortunately, I'll likely never do this one because it wouldn't have Azula/Katara endgame & Azula would die so I doubt anyone who reads my writing wants it.
7. tell us about the plot of the first fanfic you ever wrote
The first fic I EVER wrote? You guys don't need to know about 13 year old Rose's weird Family Guy fanfics, your minds aren't ready. (Also I don't remember & the parts I do remember are embarrassing as fuck lmao.)
Instead, I'll say the first ATLA fanfic I wrote. It's a mediocre high school AU that has Katara/Toph LOL. I was getting my bearings in the ATLA fandom, okay? Also, it is the fic that made the Katara/Azula dynamic take root in my brain even though it's not a focus & I didn't write my first Azutara fic until a bit later lol
11. what’s something neat you’ve learned while doing research for something you were writing? also, how much do you worry about doing research in general?
I learned a lot about fashion through the ages when I was writing the TVD Au & giving Vampire!Azula a fun wardrobe filled with fashion from the last century or so. Do I remember anything I learned? Eh. But I did a lot of research!
I don't typically do a lot of research though for writing. My laziest trait as a writer is that sometimes I just wanna say "go with it." I entirely based the football stuff in my college AU on the TV show Blue Mountain State. That's not to say research isn't important, that's to say I'm lazy.
30. most inspirational quote you’ve ever read or heard that’s still important to you.
Okay, I really live by the quote "if nothing we do matters, then all that matters is what we do" from Angel the Series which is funny because I'm barely a fan of that show. I've watched it all through once. I'm much more of a Buffy girl. But that particular quote has always stuck with me. I'm a nihilist but I'm also a compassionate person & I think this quote really sums up how I look at the world. I used to be an idealist but my belief that the world can be changed for the better has faded over time. Instead, I just believe in being kind & doing what you can & that's how I take the quote - doing what you can, even when it seems hopeless. That seems depressing but like, it's not to me. You know?
47. what story are you most proud of?
I honestly go back & forth all the time. I feel like it might actually be Happenstance (a modern university ATLA au with a sit com vibe. It takes place over the course of a school year.) I'm honestly just so proud of the character arcs, the balance of comedy & drama, & these versions of the characters & this version of the universe. I put my heart & soul into that project.
Thank you so much for asking! I love playing these games & having an excuse to ramble :)
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@leupagus requested, and her wish is my command. At least on a Monday morning when I'd rather be thinking about fic than my weekend email backlog. So:
List five of your least-popular fics, as well as when/why you wrote them.
the green place, Word of Honor modern AU, YeXie, 2021
This was a little string of YeXie Week ficlets based on word prompts. Friend Ritualist* and I had been batting around some ideas for a Plant Witch Xie'er fic in the DMs and I thought I'd use YeXie week to play around with the character voices/world a little and see how I liked writing those two. I had a lovely time writing it, but semi-connected short ficlets where the rimming is (just barely) off-screen are a hard sell. Also I left it marked incomplete for a long time thinking I might go back and finish out the week's prompts, so I'm sure it got passed over by the very wise people who don't read WIPs. No regrets, I like knowing Plant Witch Xier'er is out there even if he'll probably never really get written.
*babe, I'm blanking out and can only think of your pro author tumblr name and not your fandom one, if you're seeing this and wanna be linked, drop your fandom url in the comments and I'll link you up
The Desert Dreams of a River, Darkangel Trilogy, Aeriel/Irrylath, Erin/OFC, 2019.
Yuletide fic! With the hit count you expect for a Yuletide genfic based on one of your formative pieces of circa-1982 fiction about a girl trying to reform a vampire while they live on the terraformed moon. Written in a frantic haze just short of deadline, if I recall, as I'd started a different angle on it that didn't quite work. I'm not saying this story was just an excuse to get Erin a wife, but it was sort of that, since the prompt didn't really allow for Erin to wife Aeriel. (But she SHOULD HAVE. Let Aeriel Have A Husband And A Wife.) I loved these books so much. Unfortunately something must be really fucked with the licensing because only the third of the trilogy was available as an ebook at the time and that doesn't seem to have changed? Pick up a hard copy of the first book if you ever see one, though.
every word is nonsense, Only Friends, Ray&Sand, 2023
Another little tidbit of a fic as an exercise in character voice again and also how much I liked how much the show likes their smoking scenes. Look. I'm a person of a certain age who smoked like a chimney as a teenager and into my early twenties, and I can't help the programming that got into my bones about the inherent eroticism of sharing a cigarette. (lolsob, high five to my fellow Thai BL nerds, how are we all doing this week with the one-two- punch of the DFF shotgunning scene and the new 4 minutes teaser? it's fine, i'm fine.) I wrote this thinking that next I would write some RaySand smut and then didn't because the whirl of Thai BL fandom pulled me on to something else, but at some point I want to rewatch this show and may still write it then because it fed my FirstKhao shipper heart so well.
dizzy in your wake, Nirvana in Fire, Changsu/Jingyan, 2020?
I'm not the one who said "what if Mei Changsu were a were-octopus," that was a series of amazing twitter threads by @astronicht. But people just KEPT sending it to me because I am known to think octopus content is very cool and also to be a Mei Changsu Girlie, and eventually a couple of friends shook me until 600 words of ridiculousness came out. What surprises me is not that this one has few kudos, but that it has >10 kudos at all. I would say this is the most niche and silly thing I've written except I've also written MDZS/Jupiter Ascending fusion fic, so let's not pretend I have any dignity left. Written in 2020 but it didn't get posted until later because I don't usually post things this short. At some point I was in one of those "it's an ARCHIVE, we should put ALL THE THINGS THERE" moods and slapped a few NiF ficlets written for the group chat up there.
A Second Dose, Hannibal, Bev/Freddie, 2016
This was the thing where you write an odd little rarepair and it's so much fun you come back and do a sequel you hadn't meant to write. I'd written Bev/Freddie before and then when a Hannibal rarepair fest came around I was like, hey, what if I did that again. Possibly I just wanted to revisit the cat named after Rosalind Franklin that I'd made up for Bev.
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Can you write something with Lucian and vampire!Peter, with Lucian having ptsd or panic attack due to Sonja and her murder via sunlight, and that being... transferred? onto Peter?
You guys are in the mood for whump, aren't you?
Warning: panic attack, ptsd, mentioned death, Lucian still can't cope with things no matter how long it's been (and that's completely understandable)
On with the fic!
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It had been a simple accident, no one's fault. Sometimes things break, in this case, it was a curtain rod.
It was a right place at the right time moment, or rather, a wrong place at the wrong time, when Lucian looked over at Peter as he entered the room with the fire pit. Before he had a chance to greet Peter, there was a small, metallic sound, and something dropped at the window.
A bright beam of light entered the room and Peter hissed, dropping his phone to cover his face as the sun shone on him.
It was bright, blinding, and for just a moment, Lucian didn't see Peter standing there in the light.
No, he saw his wife, tied to a mast by chains she couldn't break, burning alive in just a few, agonizing moments at the hands of her own father.
All while Lucian was trapped, chained to the ground, unable to do anything but watch her die.
Lucian was up and out of his chair in a second, completely ignoring the clattering of the chair or the startled noise Peter made when he wrapped his arms tightly around the vampire, shielding him from the sun.
He was safe, he was safe, Lucian was protecting him, he was protecting her and nothing would burn them alive-
"Lucian-!" Peter shouted, and it oddly seemed like he had been for a while now.
Huh?
Lucian felt his muscles ache and his body was so tense. His breathing sounded so loud in his ears, and he felt his fangs in his mouth.
"For fuck's sake, you're crushin' me!" Peter was squirming and suddenly he was on the floor.
It was darker here, this looked like Peter's bedroom, but weren't they just at the fire pit?
"What... what happened?" Lucian asked, his throat felt thick.
"I dunno, one of the mechanical blinds must've finally gave out and you probably got startled by the noise or somethin', wolf man." Peter huffed from the ground, blowing hair out of his face. "What the hell? I've never seen you do somethin' like that. You kept saying things in Romanian, and I think you called me Sonja?"
Lucian's heart dropped to his stomach. "I did?"
"Yeah." Peter looked up at him from the floor, frowning, his annoyance melting into worry. "You okay?"
"No." Lucian admitted, rubbing at his face. "I just... I saw you in direct sunlight and I-"
"You thought of Sonja, huh?"
"Is it that obvious?"
"You called me her name, which normally sounds bad, but in this case, I figured you were havin'..." He waved his hands about. "A panic attack. Trust me, I've had those quite a number of times."
Peter got up, dusting himself off a bit. "Did you forget that the sun doesn't kill me directly? Just makes me sick and burns me before it gets worse?"
"I..." Lucian swallowed. "I don't want you to get hurt."
"I'm fine. Probably a bit bruised from you havin' me in a bear hug. Wolf hug? Lycan hug, yeah, that. I'm fine. But are you alright?"
Lucian could lie and say yes, but he didn't. He just shook his head and Peter stepped closer, gently pushing him to sit on the bed. "It never gets easier, does it? It's been... six hundred years, right?"
"Yes. You think I'd be able to handle something like that better, but it's not... it's not easy."
"Never is. I still get nervous going to my room when the lights are off. I still jump when I hear somethin' make a noise in the night, like the air conditioner or a bird hittin' a window. Hell, I avoid crime scene photos cause I don't wanna be reminded of things that might look like my parents, or Ginger. God, it still feels weird using the elevator." Peter sat down next to him, taking his hand.
"It's alright if it's still hard to deal with this, Lucian. She meant everything to you, and it fuckin' sucks that you had to see her die in such a way. I know you hate using the sun to fight, or even the UV lights, but don't worry, I'm fine. Gonna take a lot more than a fuckin' ball of plasma to finish me off!"
Lucian looked at him, holding his hand tightly. "I just don't want to see you hurt, Peter."
"I'm fine, just saw a bunch of spots when it happened, felt a little too warm, but you stopped it from gettin' worse. That's gotta count for somethin', even if you had a panic attack."
The lycan sighed and leaned his head on Peter's shoulder. "I'm tired."
"Wanna be hairy and lay in the bed together so you can forget about things for a while?"
"That sounds lovely."
Lucian got up, stripped naked, and allowed himself to change into his lycan form. When he got on the bed, he found Peter no longer sitting on it, but curled up and tiny, furred, and winged on one of the pillows. He heard a squeak from the bat and laid down, watching as Peter flapped his wings and fluttered the few feet before dropping on Lucian's head. He curled up in the fur there and Lucian sighed, closing his eyes, a nap might help, especially with his (safe) boyfriend in bed with him.
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Amor Ardentis ~ Ars Vita Est
(Spin off)
This is a concept from the same world as Amor Ardentis, but this is involving a female demon and a human man. If you're familiar with Amor Ardentis you'll already know this is my vampire concept. A world where Homo Sapiens and Desmodus Sapiens live side by side but with strict regulations. These relationships are not allowed by law. This is Beatrice and Gabriel, through Gabriels perspective.
NSFW 18+ Male narrator M/F Profanity Sexual Acts
What I feel for her is nothing like anything I've felt before.
Is this love?
Can it be?
This insane woman...can I call her that? Woman? She feels like one right now, with her hands on me, her mouth tasting me. Something sick had to be inside of me, feeling for this psychotic stalker. She's so fucking far from mentally stable it's almost hard to believe she's functioning.
And me...
I can hardly think straight. She's straddling me in nothing but a bra and a thong, her tongue is running along my neck. And I was so fucking hard. The more I'm around her, the memory of her covered in blood gets fainter, weaker. That fear, self preservation, kept me away from her initially. I avoided her attempts, ignored and rejected them. Because of what she is, because of what I've already been through. Shit I've left in the past.
She pulls the button of my jeans and the weight is lifted off my dick, it springs from my zipper, aching to be free. She slips her finger through the slit in my boxers and I can't contain my reaction, how sensitive I am to her touch. My abs tighten and I groan as her finger slips over my head, sliding in my precum.
I never wanted to feel this again. I almost didn't survive it the last time. I had the rest of my life planned out and it didn't involve getting entangled with someone again. And definitely not a blood sucking desmos.
But she's a drug. She's heroine. And I wanna fucking O.D on her. Inject her inside of me and screw what happens next, I don't care. My head drops back on the couch and I gaze at the ceiling as her teeth graze my neck and her hand milks every drop of precum from me.
"You're such a good boy for me, my love." She coos into my ear, guiding my head to her soaking entrance. "You'll hold onto me. Won't you? You won't let me fall." She breathes the words through my lips and just as my head pops through her opening, I grip her ass firmly and I resist the urge to slam her down.
"I won't let you fall." My lips brush against hers but she doesn't kiss me, she stays just far enough away to remain out of reach. She slides further down on me, my cock is throbbing, hungry to ram into her cervix but she's taking her sweet fucking time and panting all over me about it. But she likes to do this, her tests. She likes to see how well I can listen, or if I'll listen.
I only agreed to hold her, and I do. I pull her down onto me, spearing her, nestling in her gut while she writhes on me. I won't lie, it does something for me, getting this reaction from someone like her. A Desmodus Sapien, so close to being human but still, not.
Her nails dig into my shoulders, her pale skin is flushed, a sight I usually see after she feeds. She moans, breathy and lustrous, and contracts around my shaft as she begins a tender rhythm with her body. I hold her hips, her hands cover mine, and I let her take my breath away. One slow stroke at a time, while her eyes stare into mine, and her faint whines turn into breathy moans. She cups my neck and leans in, her lace bra scrapes against my bare chest, her mouth is close, I can taste her on my tongue.
"Tell me," she whispers. "Even if you don't mean it. Tell me you love me, Gabriel." I'm holding her tighter, matching her rhythm, following the bounce of her body, and I want to taste her. I don't know if I mean it, but I can say it to her.
"I love you, Bea." It's easy to say, it rolls off the tongue and I finally pour through her lips. I taste her, swallow her, I trace the planes of her mouth with my tongue and the essence of her cries fill every crevice inside of me.
God...FUCK. I believe it right now, that I do. I love this crazy bitch and I don't know how sick that makes me. Is there a way to not love her? This not quite human predator, that's killed for me, killed her own for me, that's watched me everyday.
"I love you, Gabriel. So, so much. More than you'll ever know." She moans, desperate and wild; she pulls my hand from her hip and brings it to her breast, arching into me. "Say it again, my love. Please, please, please."
So, I do.
Over and over, I tell her what she wants to hear ignoring my own bullshit confusing thoughts and I wrap myself into her. I lose myself in the way her pussy grips my cock, in the way her breasts fit in my mouth, in her sighs and tremors. Stockholm's, fuck it. It could be worse.
The woman riding me, with my name on her lips, with rosy nipples wet and puckered from my saliva, was crazy for me. In every way. This psycho broke into my house and left me flowers. Fucking flowers. Who does that?
She does.
And suddenly, this couch we're on isn't working for me anymore. I kick the coffee table away and grab her, holding her against me as I take her to the floor. Her legs are around my waist and her eyes are glittering with lust and excitement. She thought she was the one that wanted, I did too at first.
But I could have reported her, named her as a threat, and she would've been arrested. It would've been over. I could've went back to teaching, working in my studio, eating my dinners in front of the T.V.
I never did. I wanted this even before I knew I did. Someone so utterly, disgustingly devoted to me, someone like her.
She kicks my pants the rest of the way down my legs and I sink back into her, earning a sultry gasp. I penetrate her faster, harder, digging my knees into the carpet and thrusting her against me. My balls smack into her ass with each stroke and she's pulling me into her deeper, tightening her legs around me. But I'm familiar with this trick.
I put my hand flat on her abdomen and feel her ripple under my touch, I press my hand down and work in and out of her, coaxing needy whines from her chest. I can feel my cock through her stomach, moving inside of her, nestling deep and snug. Her light, airy cries were gone and in its place a desperate plea, a whine interlaced with a groan.
"You wanted me so badly, don't run from my dick now." I use my hand to keep her in place and through my movements her legs loosen at my sides. I ram deeper into her, pulling high pitched yelps from her, filling her with all of my anger, frustration, annoyance.
Months of this bitch stalking me, following me, hiding in my house, sitting outside of my window, wandering the halls of the campus I worked at. I'm going to give her exactly what she fuckin wants. She wants me? She'll have me, every inch, until she's crying and begging for me to stop. But it doesn't happen that way.
She writhes, trembles flow through her body and I feel her tighten around my throbbing shaft. She cries, like she's falling from a cliff. It echoes on the walls and she clings to me as electricity shoots through my body in spasms. She pulled my release from me, milked it from my cock with her orgasm induced kegels and I had to stop from myself from collapsing on her.
I drop to her side and move to roll away, but she grabs me and keeps me inside of her, panting. Okay. This is fine. I can hate fuck her next time.
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The Abyss Stares Back: My Work in Progress List
So @msmcnevertweet tagged me to share my work in progress list (wip) and I warn you I have the distinct good fortune to do this full time after decades of awful customer service work so I've been playing catch up these past few years:
ACTIVE DEVELOPMENT
There are games that I am working on, more or less, right now.
Nostalgia & Dragons 4th Edition. This is a game I'm making for a friend's bachelor party. It's a one-pager that seeks to replicate the experience of 4th ed. D&D with minimal rules and failing forward resolution.
RIG. Mecha souls-like solo game. Based on the Rune system. This is uh... gonna come out sooner than later.
Big Damn Heroes. Classic D&D shit with an irreverent take on western fantasy tropes. Inspired by Blades in the Dark and Slugblaster. (someone please suggest a better name for this I don't want it to be a fucking Joss Whedon quote but it's so perfect I can't think of anything)
Fealty. A collaboration with the incredible Galen Pejeau. Commoners in a monarch's court try desperately to steer the nation. Inspired by the novel Wolf Hall.
The 55. This is my #dungeon23 project. A cyberpunk megatower full of unique locations, corpo suits, and more.
Neon Black version 8.0. The next reincarnation of my cyberpunk forged in the dark game. I have a fairly comprehensive notes document that summarizes all the new changes. I pick at it every day. My goal is to have something that can be tested this fall.
INACTIVE DEVELOPMENT
These are games that have had a significant amount of work done. Some are playable prototypes, some are incomplete but are more than just notes, or at least have a lot more notes than other projects. Not being worked on right now due to time, lack of personal interest, etc.
Stiletto. Single player game set in the city of Doskvol. You play as people trying to survive by themselves trying to make money, dodge the Bluecoats, and their shady pasts. First playbook is playable, but it ballooned way out of scope and I got burnt out.
Kassandra King: Devil's Dice. Single player urban fantasy noir game. Set in the world of External Containment Bureau, and using the same system. This game has had several iterations and is mostly ready for testing. Play as a hardboiled paranormal private investigator trying to figure out why you made a deal with the devil.
Blade Wings. This one is just Band of Blades but in space. You have pilots and ships as distinct playbooks. Options for different campaign types (robots, zerg like aliens, etc.)
Working Stiffs. A redacted materials game about being corporate contractors in space. Inspired by cassette futurism, Alien, Deadspace, etc. Progress determined by how much money you make, light PVP elements.
Untitled PbtA Card Game. Another collaboration with Galen. This one is a year or two old but it still lives rent free in my head. I really wanna get back to it one day.
Glocknights. Over the top epic fantasy. Players wield cursed weapons, IRON, in order to defend the mortal realm from the tyrannical angels that seek to enforce their divine mandate. Started as a collaboration with some other designers but I don't think any of us have touched it in a while.
Die-Atonic. Every see an assassin pursuing their target through an upscale nightclub and thought it was kinda hot? Anyway start the music, take turns asking and answering questions that illustrate the scene, history, and pursuit of two people through a location. When the music ends, the climax begins. Do you die, kiss, or both?
Blood & Tears. Vampire forged in the dark game all about living long and being sad about it. 4 playbooks based on classic humours.
DEEP IDEATION
These are games that exist as just a few notes, one solid idea I like, or maybe a cover page if I got wild with it.
Where We Dropping? A battle royale RPG inspired by the Lumen system.
Alone RPG System. A rough idea for a game SRD that lets you have an interesting and unpredictable solo experience.
Extraordinary Renditions. Y'know how in Horizon Zero Dawn there's that awesome moment in the history of the game where the government is black-bagging people from all over the world in order to get the expertise necessary to save it? What if that was a 2 player RPG?
Prisoners of Light and Matter. Matrix style RPG using the redacted materials system.
Untitled Wargame. I got back into 40k and hated all the rules so I tried to make something simpler. Just enough to maybe test but it's pretty rough right now.
The Gild. What if the slick futuristic data collection and analysis system you see in the new Hitman games fell into the hands of a bunch of rabid socialists?
Fire in the Stars. Revolution and revolt in the alpha centauri system. Had a version that was kinda playable. Spent a lot of time on the fiction, less on the mechanics. If I did this again I might just use the Nasty Brutish and Long rules, that could be fun.
Modern Exiles Hack. You cannot go home again, Night in the Woods-ass RPG. A potential collab. with the incomparable Jex Thomas of Bump in the Dark fame.
Skyscrape/DNGNCRWL. Real basic dungeon crawler where you control a party of characters. Might be cyberpunk, might be fantasy. Don't know yet.
Realm & Write. A roll and write style RPG inspired by my time with Crusader Kings III.
Slugblaster Loot Tables. Literally thought of this yesterday, just a bunch of random loot tables for the Slugblaster RPG. Could be fun?
Ahem...
So yeah that's it.
I'm still settling in here and don't follow a whole lot of active folks in the TTRPG scene so I'm gonna tag @monsterfactoryfanfic cause I really wanna know what they are working on or what their lists look like, be it videos or games or whatever.
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