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themotherofblood · 10 months

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Hi! I literally devoured your Vampire Series, it's awesome!

I was thinking since it's summer why don't our vampires go to the sea? Something like Daemon and Rhaenyra want to see the baby girl in a swimsuit and they're specially prepared for that. But the girl is shy because vampires look just divine and she has quite a few scars and marks left on her. And in the end they calm her down.

um! yes! 100x yes! This one is a blurb I AM INCAPABLE OF WRITING THEM. ENJOY THIS 1K+ baby mind you :) So have fun spending a day at Summerhall.

Vampire!Daemon x reader x Vampire!Rhaenyra

masterlist | series masterlist | Vampire AU

warnings: compulsion, oral (F), mentions of blood. a very teeny tiny allusion to self harm (if you squint)

a/n: also Netflix exists in Modern!Westeros :) also reader is kinda toxic but hey this is a dark series so eh. Also other than Marvel, lemme know what odd niche thing you think exists in Modern!Westeros (Teslas? Harry Styles? Cupcake Remixs? EUPHORIA?!) Also, Summerhall is built on one of the StepStones island and reader lived in Storm’s End

Rhaenyra had been worried, you weren’t yourself the past few days. Having merely shown them a glimpse of the sunshine you were for a week, you became quiet again. Obediently offering up a wrist or lifting your skirt for Daemon when asked, pulling up your hair and dropping to your knees on Rhaenyra’s command. Then returning to shield yourself within the pink walls of your rooms. Binging some medical surgery show and smiling along at its romance.

They had your things shipped from your old apartments up at Storm Street, even your little cactus on your coffee table was returned to you safely. Daemon bought you a much larger one, thinking it would have made you happy. You admired the gesture, but it was big and just a little bit ugly. You spent a few hours scrolling through your laptop and phone that was also returned to you, you wouldn’t run, they knew you wouldn’t. Your mind so tightly in their grasp, you no longer looked at the main gates around the island.

Today you laid curled in the theatre room, a melting bowl of strawberry ice cream on your lap as you hummed along to another concert documentry, you missed going out— the fun behind getting ready with friends, the drunk unrelenting laughter and feeling damn sexy by choosing to dress slutty once every month. Now all you saw was scars, yellows, blues and purples. They would have taken longer to heal if Mrs Stone hadn’t brought you a steaming cup of tea with two drops of either Daemon or Rhaenyra’s blood.

You would never see them on the days you healed, away from the island for their business, and you were happier for it. Finding the scarring rather displeasing to look at and relief that you could frolic around this giant property in your PJ’s and messed hair. Sometimes when you truly felt lonely, you would put on your headphones, blaring against your ears as you danced down the hallway. All of whom in witness were the many paintings of Old Valyrian nobility and Targaryen royalty. The first day you did it, merely mumbling along the lyrics but by the end of the month you were sure Mrs Stone could hear you screaming the songs from the kitchen.

The same over and over again for four days at a time, you grew a little worried over your mother—her silence was agonizing to this day. She didn’t have much to say, you wanted to tell her, you were lonely and even alone you might have been addicted to the gentle heaviness in your heart every time you woke up in bed alone after an exhaustive night of being fed on. Yet everytime you heard their car doors thud close, you’d run down the grand stairs to greet them barefooted and in a pretty dress. Throwing yourself at whoever walked through the doors first.

Today in particular, you stood in your giant closet, finally feeling comfortable to partake in all that it was stocked with. While you were happy that your older clothes found a home within the white trim dressers. The gowns, the little girl in you screaming as you put one on, you couldn’t lace it through though, all poofy and tulle. Underneath you had on a lingerie set, throughly pretending to be one of those catalogue models.

You took to the east wing hallways again, waving at the portrait of Baelon Targaryen. Waving around your skirts to a up tempo song and the cool stone underneath your feet. You came to stop at a glass enclosing, Rhaenyra’s coronation gown and her crown laying on a velvet red pillow. Your reflection covering the silhouette of the dress, you imagined yourself in it. You were sure the seams of the dress were made of gold threads.

You were pulled out of your thoughts at the sound of the main gates opening Daemon’s car waiting behind it.

Fuck. They were home early.

You hiked the skirt of your gown and ran down the hall to your bedroom, struggling hard to be rid of your dress and gazillion straps on your lingerie and changing into a more modest sundress to cover your bandaging. You knew you wouldn’t make it down the stairs in time so you sat down on the arm chair by the fireplace with a book. Trying hard to calm your thudding heart. Just as you expected a knock rang down your door before it opened just a little.

Rhaenyra poured in, dressed in a long red dress. Her arms wide as she came to engulf you, snuggling her chin on top of your head.

“I thought you would return the day after?” You asked, smiling up at her.

“Hmm, the Bravosi deal cracked a lot easier than we had hoped and Daemon found a fine meal last night. So we thought we’d return to our darling sooner.” She explained, lifting you up to sit in your spot and pull you down on her lap. “Unless, you didn’t want us to.”

You shook you head, resting it against her temple before reaching lower with your lips to kiss her. “Where’s Daemon?” you looked back to the open door.

“At the docks getting the yacht out.” she said, tucking your hair behind your ear and rubbing her nose against your neck.

“The yacht?” you were sure they even had nuclear weapons under this palace and Daemon could have been Iron Man because why not? You just wonder why.

“Well the weather is just too perfect to waste it so,” she looked towards the window “and I thought you loved swimming, what better way to spend today?”

Rhaenyra could hear Daemon grumbling down at the beach, scolding yet another house keeper for some odd detail they might have missed. She shook her head “I’m going to go check on Daemon before he rips the head of another worker. Get changed.” She pecked your lips before leaving to find Daemon.

You padded back into the closet, this time putting away the gown you were messing around in neatly. Probably costs an eyeball, you dig around for while to find your older swimsuit, a cute green one piece with paisleys on them, perfectly worn in. Then it hit you when you looked around your closet for a moment. Greens right… you loved that one and now it was probably burned along with other green clothing that you were now noticing missing.

You groan when you can’t find it, instead find a sea of newer one and two pieces. You nearly bang your head twice against the drawer before pulling out a white one. Just as you change the dread fills you, they’ve never seen you like this. Not so bruised, usually all that’s left by the time they lay with you again are small puncture scars that they yet again poke through new. Finding no reason to find a new favourite spot to drink from.

You grimace at the odd colouring of your scars clashing with the white, damn it, stretch marks would have been one thing. It was bearable to you but these scars were ugly. You hastily peeled a patch bandage and sticking them on your inner thighs, the left backside of your shoulder (not and easy accomplishment) and neck. Then you prayed to the gods of makeup gurus and tried to hide the yellowing with concealer. It didn’t work very well but it was better than before, instead of pulling on a cover up you pulled an cardigan with longer shorts. Groaning in your hands before leaving to find them.

You stood at the gates, you couldn’t leave them. Tapping your foot, wondering if they forgot about your little predicament. “I’m stuck here!” you chided out loud, knowing they could hear your from the beaches lower.

Daemon was quick to the gates, you hugged your torso, hoping none of the scars where viable as he gave you a once over. He was sizing you, eyes squinted as he leaned on one hip. He approached you, letting his palm curl around you cheek as he kissed you, commanding—almost a threat.

“You can go through gates,” you mind went blank as his eyes dilated.

“I can go through the gates.”

Your eyes cleared and you looked to gates, Home..? No, no. You stay here now.

Daemon was still watching closely, taking note of the way your heart jumped for a moment. He wanted to trust you, not that you could run far from the bridge across to the mainland forest. He thought maybe you were pliant enough that he wouldn’t have to. Yet your heartbeat jumped once more.

“You will not run.” His eyes dilated once more, clutching your jaw harder.

“I won’t run.”

You shook your head once more and the butterflies faded entirely. “Head down the steps on the left. Nyra is waiting for you on the dock.”

You nodded before skipping down the gates, not a second glance was offered to the mainland bridge. You ran down the long dock to Rhaenyra waiting in the boat your thudding ballet flats warning her much before. She helped you onto the boat, before swiftly twirling you into her arms. Her fingers feeling under the fabric of your cardigan and smiling at the feeling of your bathing suit.

The sun had its glare set upon the open warm sea, the cool winds however making the weather bearable to your skin. In the one hour you had been on the boat, you had been hen mother scolded by Rhaenyra twice. First because you forgot to bring a pair of sunglasses. Second, you only had a bowl of strawberry ice cream for breakfast. You had sheepishly smiled at her as Daemon smirked at his wife. He didn’t mind you being spoilt, anything to keep you here willingly—he didn’t enjoy compelling you. The consequences of compulsion would rain down far worse on you than them.

There were already a few signs, odd blurring of your memories of your older life. You had entirely forgotten which middle school you went to until the reminded you uncomfortably in a conversation. Luckily the many photos albums and stashes of Polaroids you had at your apartment were more than enough grout to fill the gaps in your memory. Then there was spurts of blank, one moment you could be speaking or whimpering in their arms to just blank—robotic like the colour drains from your eyes.

“I wonder what other spoilt things you are up to in the day,” Rhaenyra huffed as she pulled your other leg onto her lap to rub sunscreen on. She knew, both her and Daemon very much knew about the dance parties with their ancestors in attendance. From all the cameras around the house that they checked upon every night away from you.

“Does talking to Aenys Targaryen count?” you giggled, making Daemon’s eyebrows perk up. “He seemed like a good listener, very pretty.”

“Very weak.” Daemon coughed. “What else?”

“Uh… watched a documentary on whales actually. Fascinating.” you mused before looking out to the sea “I’d like to see one some day.”

“Now, why don’t we go for a dip huh?” Rhaenyra pawed at your pink cardigan, the gentle pull gave her glimpse of the white bandage. “Are you still bleeding?” Her eyes scrunched.

“Did you not take the tea?” Daemon questioned, immediately wondering if Mrs Stone would soon be lunch.

“No— I did.” You shook your head, completely forgetful of the anxiety bubbling within you an hour ago. Rhaenyra tilted her head, confused at the rise in your thudding heart. Daemon too pushing down his sunglasses to look at your with a frown upon your face. Your mouth opened and then closed.

“Well?” he questioned with his palm out.

“You’ve never seen me on healing days, it— it’s not pretty,” you stuttered “so I thought I’d cover up.”

Both Rhaenyra and Daemon visually relaxed, both contemplating worse than what was bothering you.

Rhaenyra said nothing, just hooked her fingers around the buttons of your cardigan before pulling it off, Daemon watched Nyra and you, but mostly listening to the music that was your heart. He hadn’t heard something so reactive, accustomed to the rapid increase in his feed’s heart, the crescendo of fear and the sloshing of blood as he controlled its flow from the carotid artery.

You winced a little as Rhaenyra peeled apart the bandage on your shoulder, peppering little kisses on the bruise “not ugly.” She figured if they had stained such delicate skin, they could kiss it better too. She nodded her head to Daemon, demanding he follow along.

Daemon shook his head Nyra, his sweet wife perfectly cunstruck by a human, so was he—maybe, big maybe. He kneeled infront of you, shimming your shorts up to peel away at the bandaging on your inner thigh. His cock twitched at the sight of the healing bruises and the distinctive puncture marks of his fangs.

His pink tongue poked out as he suckled on the spot—keep it fucking marked he thought. You hissed out loud at that, making Rhaenyra kick Daemon in the thigh as a warning glare. He sneered at her before obliging and peppering kisses up your thigh. You wiggled on the spot as his kisses trailed upwards.

“Needy slut.” He muttered under his breath, he could smell your pooling cunt already as Rhaenyra peeled through the bandage on your chest.

Daemon hooked his fingers around your cotton shorts and pulled them down. His nose rubbing up at your clothed mound, Nyra knew exactly what he wanted to do as she shuffled backwards, letting your upper body rest against her chest. She pulled your white bathing suit to one side, letting Daemon groan and flatten his tongue against your warm folds.

He used his thumb to gently push at the hidden pearl, using his tongue to pry open your folds. He was about to open his palm and lay a smack on your mound, he couldn’t help but crave the sound of your yelps and cries. Rhaenyra was faster though, knowing her husband far too well as she reached over to catch his wrist.

“If you’re going to be a dick, we can switch. You like my tongue better anyways, don’t you sweetie.” she teased her husband, this was a fight you refused to get in between as you looked between the pair.

“You didn’t think I was a dick last night with my tongue in your cunt, riñītsos.” He countered, it was never more apparent that they indeed were a married couple.

You couldn’t help stop the cackle that tore through you next, you pursed your lips to stop another from pouring through but instead choked on a yelp as Rhaenyra slapped your cunt. You bit your tongue from smiling as you gave her your sweetest eyes as an apology.

“Don’t be a brat,” she scolded, still giving Daemon a warning glare to be be nice to you “and you keep licking.”

You curled to your side with a moan as the tip of Daemon’d tongue pushed against your hood before suckling it in mouth.

“Daddy.” You mewled, your hands reaching down to grab hold of his silver hair. The ardent feel of his tongue pushing you masterfully to a longing completion.

“Is he making you feel good, honey?” Rhaenyra pulled your chin up to meet your eyes, you nodded breathlessly. “What do you say?”

“Thank you, daddy.” your toes curled around his shoulder as his tongue rapidly flicked against your reddened bud.

Daemon has a voracious need to feel you gushing onto his tongue as he poked into your clenching hole, Rhaenyra reached down to play with you clit but he slapped her hand away— his turn, he knew you liked his tongue the most. He replaced her fingers with his, rolling the bundle of nerves between his fingers. He spat onto your pussy, admiring your scrunched up face as he rubbed tight circles onto your bud.

“Now, whose tongue is your favourite again?” He asked “gotta answer if you want to come today, pet.”

The vehement predicament he had just pushed you into was cruel, just too cruel for your poor heart as you eyes welled up, your bottom lip pouted out. Looking conflicted between Rhaenyra and Daemon as they bottom looked at your expecting an answer. You mouth opened and then closed as your deeply gulped, he couldn’t hold his serious face together for longer. The sweet battle in your mind, he knew your answer would come along with a major punishment at the hands of the other.

He shook his head once more chuckling, making Rhaenyra giggle and press a kiss to your temple.

“Go on, come on daddy’s face.” Rhaenyra whispered in your ear as she let your hair.

You on command, shrieked, relaxing and letting the dam break through as your thighs shuddered along with your body. You hands tightly clutching onto Rhaenyra

“There we go, what a good pet.” Daemon coaxed you through your high as he kept his rubbing going until your orgasm turned to over-sensitized whimpers. Rhaenyra let go of your bathing suit, still stroking your arms as you recovered.

“Thank you.” you huffed once more at Daemon who returned to nursing in his scotch.

“Now go swim.” Rhaenyra patted your thigh as she pushed you up, gesturing at the very calm open waters. You looked to her once, still dazed before looking at the Sunset Sea. You smiled as you climbed down the ladder to the lower deck. Stopping for a moment to drop you cardigan in the floor, before running to the water.

Tucking your legs in a canonball as you squealed before splashing into the water.

Daemon then turned to his wife “you’re getting bossy these days Nyra, don’t make me spank it away.” He warned her as she pulled of her red kaftan to reveal her maroon bathing suit. He laid a quick swat on her milky pale ass as she followed behind you, sitting on the lower deck with her painted feet dipped in the water as she watched you swim.

“She still likes my tongue better Daemon.”

ahhh you guys, this was so much fun to write hehe. I had this scene of Daemyra bickering like a married couple for a long time and I’m so glad I could use it for this AU.

Also, reader was totally screaming The Weeknd songs and Taylor Swift songs to all the Targaryen portraits.

And yes. There will be a chapter where Rhaenyra dresses reader in 120AC attire for roleplay :)

Ps. I’m trying to piece through a Vampire lore like pros cons and might do a backstory of their turning :)

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you-remind-me-of-the-babe · 4 months

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Another lovely year in this wonderful fandom. Here’s a little recap of how my year went:

My Writing:

Depth of Reason - Mature - 70k

How to Avoid a Scandal - Teen - 43k

Episode 3: The Diplomat, A Star Trek Redemption story - Teen - 13.5k

This list is much shorter than my list of fics written in 2022, but my fics last year were much shorter. Also, this word count is deceptive, because I wrote about 22k of Depth of Reason last year and about 20k of How to Avoid a Scandal last year as well. But! My writing goals this year were to finish these two WIPs and not take on any other projects until they were finished and I very nearly did that! Took on two projects (and more below), but I still finished these before the year finished, so pretty good!

Total words:

About 83k. Last year was more like 120k.

Other works:

Podfic of Petrichor - Teen - 34 minutes

Themes:

Finishing long works apparently! One was for my 2022 COBB and the other for my 2022 CORB. Even though these were started last year, they are the longest things I wrote since my first fic (49k) back in the second half of 2021.

Also, trying new things! Writing sci-if and recording a podfic felt very outside my wheelhouse at the time, but ultimately, I’m glad I went for it.

Top 10 fics I read in 2023:

Someone Wicked - Explicit - 60k by @artsyunderstudy

Three Months or 3,000 Miles - Gen - 3k by @larkral and art by @theimpossibledemon

Blood, Salt and Hummingbirds - Teen - 32k by @hushed-chorus

Restoration Ecology - The REmix (Baz’s version) - Explicit - 62k by @royalasstronaut

Good at Something - Explicit - 19k by @larkral

A Gift From the Propheseals - Mature - 6.5k by @skeedelvee with art by @letraspal

What Remains After the Storm - Mature - 86k by @hushed-chorus art by @erzbethluna

To Do, to Know, to Want - Mature - 8.5k by @facewithoutheart

Mishaps on Zoom - Explicit - 10k by @eelwinks

Swords Into Plowshares - Teen - 6.5k by @ileadacharmedlife

WIPs I’m excited to keep reading in 2024:

I Knew A Boy, I Knew A Man - Teen, by @shrekgogurt

Hiding Out In The Open - Mature, by @cutestkilla

A Little Bit Deadly- Explicit, by @emeryhall

Basil Pitch’s Diary - Teen, by @bookish-bogwitch

Other notable fandom things:

I helped to run @carryon-reverse-bang again with @angelsfalling16 as well as helped to put on a new event this year, @caught-on-tape-fest with @cutestkilla and @sillyunicorn

I met up with fandom friends while on a trip this past summer. Making personalized friendship bracelets as gifts, doing fic readings and crafts, and putting on our own Lady Ruth style tea party were some of my fave moments <3

I did a book club style reread of some of my fave fics with friends. I hope we do a few more in 2024!

It’s safe to say I engaged with this fandom everyday of 2023. I might get quiet on the main Discord server or Tumblr, but I’m certain I read, reblogged, wrote, DMd or otherwise participated in some way, shape or form throughout the entirety of the year.

Goals for 2024:

Read more fic! This fandom has such a wealth of works, my TBR list is a mile long and isn’t organized. I’d like to formally rework my AO3 bookmarks to exclusively show recs and either utilize the Marked for Later function or make a spreadsheet or something to better organize a proper TBR list so i don’t lose track of what I want to read next. Currently, having a dozen tabs open on my phone and another dozen on my iPad doesn’t really work well. If anyone has a brilliant system you’d suggest, please enlighten me!

I also want to read all of my physical canon books this year. I’ve only ever listened to the audiobooks! I’m currently reading my anniversary edition of Fangirl. (I think this is the prettiest book I’ve ever owned.) Up next, the Fangirl Manga, followed by the trilogy and Snow for Christmas.

More fandom meet ups! Already planning for June…

I don’t have any writing plans currently, so we shall see if/what I decide to create. I have a few ideas rolling around in my head, but nothing I’ve felt urged to put down in words. I’m sure I’ll write something, I just don’t know what it’ll be yet.

#That’s a wrap!#Love being a part of this fandom #Y’all are wonderful #here’s to another great year!#fandom year in review

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wulfhalls · 2 months

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I know you are an Irulan girlie first and foremost but Chani and Paul walking in sync as she teaches him 😩 ROMANCE

for the record I'm a paul atreides apologist first everything else second that man is my blorbo of all time! but omg I know!! with everything else going on u probably haven't talked about it yet but that shot struck me the first time seeing it. it was so quiet? and lovely? what if they gave love to each other in the quiet between storms like they were meant to haha what then (also paul dodging the mansplain (cultural insensitivity remix) bullet all of 2.4 seconds before 😭😭) romcom vibes

#branwendaughterofllyr #asks #dune #dunetwo #paul x chani

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sandmandaddy69 · 2 months

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#Spotify

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finchers-ipad · 6 months

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my favourite title sequences in Fincher’s films!!! (because i can :3, and they are cool and epic)

basically in almost all of Fincher films (not 100% sure about ‘Benjamin Button’ and ‘Alien 3’, but i cant find them online and im too lazy to check lmao) he adds a title sequence/opening credits which sets the tone of the film and gives the audience kind of a taster into what the film will be!! here are the ones i think are the best!!

‘The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo’ (2011)

i fucking LOVE this title sequence and it is the best one in my opinion. first of all, Karen O, Trent Reznor and Atticus Ross’s rendition of Led Zeppelin’s ‘Immigrant Song’ is so cool and different, it really sets the tone of the film and kind of the tone for Lisbeths character. Fincher in the dvd commentary states “it’s (the song) so evocative of what i think Lisbeth is…not thinking, but you know sort of her marrow, what’s happening down deep inside her bones”

the CGI shots by Randy Sharp are stunning, Fincher describes the visuals as “what Lisbeths nightmare would look like”. but they also set up some of the main aspects of the film? such as the cables and keyboard for Lisbeth being a hacker, and the CGI people kissing representing the sexual themes of the film? i also like the font :3

‘Se7en’ (1995)

the main thing about ‘Se7en’s opening credits that i love is the use of the song ‘Closer’ by Nine Inch Nails. the song is remixed so it sounds more eery and unsettling which helps set the tone for the movie, with some of the only lyrics being audible being “you get me closer to god” at the end of the sequence, which i think mimics the religious ideas of Doe’s character.

the visual of John Doe creating his diary’s and slicing his fingerprints off add to the sequence being disturbing, and introduces the audience to the antagonist without us knowing, only when we near the end of the movie would the audience member put together what the title sequence ment and who was portrayed in it and that’s so fucking cool!!! especially on a rewatch. Fincher in the dvd commentary says “to me it sort of pictorially represented aberrant thinking and it was like a way to actually see on screen, aberrant thought”.

‘Fight Club’ (1999)

this opening title sequence places the audience in the narrators head, in his thoughts, from the beginning of the film. the Dust Brothers score sets a fast paced and modern tone (for the 90s) with the techno(?) music and the use of CGI. honestly i don’t have much to say about these opening credits, they are just fucking epic!!

Zodiac (2007)

the opening title sequence for ‘Zodiac’ follows two different scenes which are cut together; the letter from the zodiac killer being delivered to the San Fransisco Chronicle, and Robbert Graysmith arriving at work. this kind of sets up the two main things we as the audience will be following throughout the film, the zodiac letters and killings and the life of Robbert Graysmith over the same period of time. this sequence also gives us an insight into Graysmiths personality , in that he is a caring fatherand is kind of a ‘loner’ character at work. all of the text on screen also fades into the zodiac puzzle? or code that he uses and that’s another thing i love about it.

the score during the credits is kind of jazzy? i think (idk) but it sort of reflects the time period, 1969, as we also see on a calendar during this sequence. so Fincher has already established the time period, location and one of the main characters in this short title sequence. anyway cool and epic!!

Gone Girl (2014)

unlike the rest of the title sequences that i have previously mentioned, ‘Gone Girl’s opening credits are more low-key and quiet. they depict different areas around the town in Missouri where the story takes place in jump cuts. the quiet score by Trent Reznor and Atticus Ross, which is mixed in with folly sounds of birds chirping, gas hissing and crickets making noise, all gives a ‘calm before the storm type of feeling’. especially with Nick at the end of the sequence, who is stood outside of his house with a kind of gormless expression, and looks back at the house with anxiety?

but yeah if you got down this far thanks for reading! 😭 ‘The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo’ is by FAR my fav it’s just so fucking good and engrosses you into the story within the first 10mins or so!!

#long post #no one asked for this but i just think his opening credits are so cool!!#my least fav is probably ‘panic room’s title sequence #it’s just so painfully 2002 #the ‘mank’ credits are also kind of cool i guess but nothing compared to these lmao 😭#this is such a nerdy post holy shit #jesus how many times did i say ‘cool’ and ‘epic’?!?#david fincher #the girl with the dragon tattoo #se7en #se7en (1995)#fight club #fight club 1999 #zodiac 2007 #gone girl

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voxiiferous · 1 month

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🎶 (for Vox and Maria) and 🎶 (for Hellaina, Dia and Maria :3) I know it's the wrong blog for the second one but stiiiill

@do-these-eyes-look-human | No worries it works! Unintentionally angsty because that's what 90% of my music is!

Vox & Maria

Happiness Is A Warm Gun - Across the Universe

She's not a girl who misses much She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand like a lizard on a window pane The man in the crowd with the multicoloured mirrors on his hobnail boots Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy working overtime A soap impression of his wife which he ate and donated to the National Trust

Turning Out - AJR

Am I ready for love? Or maybe just a best friend Should there be a difference? Do you have instructions? Maybe I'm stuck on what I see on TV

April to Death - Flower Face

And he's smoking out the window every morning While I get high in the bathroom We're always on the upswing, baby Phosphines in our starry eyes today April to our deathbed We're always on the upswing, baby He's got a new girl, and I'm sure that she's alright But he still calls me late at night Never meant to leave him here like this

Devil Town - Cavetown

Devil Town is colder in the summertime I'll lose my mind at least another thousand times Hold my hand tight, we'll make it another night I still get a little scared of something new But I feel a little safer when I'm with you Falling doesn't feel so bad when I know you've fallen this way too

I Come With Knives - IAMX

The paradox of our minds Too much to believe, too much to deny You fool me again to quiet my pride But I’m a human, I come with knives I never promised you an open heart or charity I never wanted to abuse your imagination I come with knives, I come with knives And agony to love you

For Comedy Reasons: Dear Maria, Count Me In - All Time Low

Live and let live, you'll be the showgirl of the home team I'll be the narrator telling another tale of the American dream I see your name in lights, we can make you a star Girl, we'll take the world by storm, it isn't that hard 'Cause I got your picture, I'm coming with you, Dear Maria, count me in

Maria/Hellaina/Dia

May I Have This Dance - Reinaeiry | How much of this is them to each other and how much of it is them to some unfortunate victim? Uhh... yes?

Hey, what's a pretty thing like you doing here? Don't you know it's dangerous To be out so late at night? Be careful Before the night is done You might end up on someone's plate So you best be running Because I like the chase

Horizon - Luna Blake

I can tell by the way you carry yourself You've got a perfect comprehension Of a whole other dimension in your head Take me there Show me the very beginning, the first few cells The minute the world as we know it Is coming to an end You tower over me You are sky and I am sea

I Kissed a Girl - Katy Perry (rock remix)

I kissed a girl and I liked it The taste of her cherry Chapstick I kissed a girl just to try it I hope my boyfriend don't mind it

Sinners - Lauren Aquilina

But they're the ones that we'll look down upon The rules say our emotions don't comply But we'll defy the rules until we die So let's be sinners to be saints And let's be winners by mistake The world may disapprove But my world is only you And if we're sinners then it feels like heaven to me

And because Dia refuses to let me do this without at least something sort of cannibal-y and morbid! The Red Means I Love You - Madds Buckley

'Cause my insides are red, and yours are too And the red on my face is matching you And goodness, you're bleeding, what a wonderful feeling You're down, and you're pleading, my head is just reeling The red means I love you Tasting your blood means I love you

Bonus Song for All Four

Human - Of Monsters and Men | Extra points if you can guess which muses correspond (most heavily) to which line!

Cage me like an animal A crown with gems and gold Eat me like a cannibal Chase the neon throne

#do these eyes look human #*soundtrack (music)

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bananasfosterparent · 6 months

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Name: Efenity (Efe) Kelmorn

Toyhouse Profile:

https://toyhou.se/23127342.efenity-kelmorn

Pinterest Aesthetic Board:

https://www.pinterest.com/spiiceprincess/oc-baldurs-gate-3-efenity-kelmorn/

Personal Theme Songs:

Do Bad Well - KSHMR (ft Nevve)

Losing My Mind (ft HALIENE) - Tritonal

Unstable - Svrcina

All Eyes On Me - CRMNL

The Glamorous Life - Eden's Crush

Race/Species: Half High-Elf, (later) Vampire Bride/undead

Age: Mid 30s

MBTI: ESTP-A Class: Storm Sorcerer

Background: Criminal - Smuggling, transportation/import/export, haggling, heist planning

Proficient Skills: Intimidation, Deception, Persuasion

Personality: ESTP - Efenity is not a "nice person". She doesn't revel in being evil or mean necessarily... she just has no patience for stupidity and often just feels frustrated and angry all the time. But she holds it in. She can often be quiet, but speaks loud and heavy. She spent far too long being silenced, and when she has something to say, she's going to say it. But she doesn't share a lot about herself either. Mostly so it can't be used against her. She can put on airs and be sweet, charming, and kind when it's needed, but it's usually not with sincerity.

She prefers to be the biggest voice (and person) in the room, using intimidation (and her muscles) as a convincer.

It takes a lot for her to trust someone and be loyal to them, but once they are in her very, very, very small "circle" she trusts them completely. Otherwise... she'll sell you to the devil for a corn chip and think nothing of it.

Full Backstory: READ HERE (Google Doc)

Powers: Favors lightning and thunder magic, Flight, and...biting.

Allies/Friends: Shadowheart...and...? lol she doesn't make friends very well.

Significant Other: Astarion (Ascended)

Ship Pinterest Board:

https://www.pinterest.com/spiiceprincess/oc-baldurs-gate-3-efenity-kelmorn/efenion-efenity-x-astarion/

Ship status: Excellent Standing. At first, romping around with Astarion is just good fun. Efenity knew enough about vampires to know not to trust him. Moreover, her own issues with letting herself get close to people and fearing she will ruin and lose them (and vice versa) allowed her to keep him at a safe distance from her heart. Until she couldn't. She tried her best to not fall in love with him, but once he had confessed his own failure to do the same with her, the fight against it was pointless. She realized she cared about him more than she cared about even herself. Which was new, for her. In her own way of selflessness, she became his personal army and stopped at nothing to support his decisions. He wanted complete independence, revenge, and security? Consider it done. She helped him ascend and gladly took her place by his side, as his little love, his right hand, his Dark Consort. She'd go to the hells and back if he simply asked her to, and bring him back a souvenir. He wanted to live and she helped him become alive again. She trusts him with everything she is. She will praise him as her Lord and Lover forever and follow and serve him to the deepest depths. Their love is an unconventional and often misunderstood one, but remains true and deep for them. And that's all that really matters.

Ship themes (pulled from their ridiculously massive playlist):

Thunder - Primo the Alien

Salt & Vinegar (dEd Version) - Lights

Primordial (ft Niya Wells) - Satin Jackets

Parachute (Kat Krazy Extended Remix) - Matthew Koma

Misery - RUNN

If The Devil Is You - RUNN

Because The Night - The Midnight ft Nikki Flores ─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Yaaay it's Efe! I have sort of been avoiding Tumblr, first for Miraculous Ladybug spoilers and now I just was a bit unsure how the BG3 fandom was here, but I figured it's chill enough.

ANYWAY Here is Efenity, my lil caramel drop uwu Actually, huge caramel drop. She's a big lady lol I mostly did this for my own reference, but figured it would be good in general to have a "masterpost" of info about her.

I wanted to have a non-hero Tav to pair with Astarion and who also wasn't Durge. It took a little while but I'm really happy with her design and backstory! I'm really super happy with her in general and how she ends up. 😭💜

#buldars gate 3 #astarion ancunin #astarion x tav #astarion romance #ascended astarion #bg3 astarion #bg3 tav #half elf #sorceress #efenity #my art

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yautja-lover · 1 year

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Headcanons of each Yautja on how they'll react to their human mate drinking c'ntlip.

Feral Predator's Reaction:

• Feral has just gotten back from his hunting trip and came back to Earth to visit you like he normally does, who accidentally left a bottle of c'ntlip behind from his last visit.

• He walks in to find that you have some how managed to drink almost half the bottle of the c'ntlip, let alone manage to stand while singing and dancing to your little oomans heart content.

• Your speakers blaring out loud playing 'Rude Boy' by Rihanna the sound almost starling your beastly and loving mate when he opened the door.

• Not only that you were completely naked.. well, almost naked .. nearly giving your mate blue balls at the sight of you wearing a see-thorough robe while singing and dancing.

• Singing the bridge of the song without even noticing that you have a visitor until you got to the last three lines "Come here right now.." while signaling him to move closer, which he did.

• "Take it, take it baby, baby Take it, take it Love me, love me" the two of you grinding against each other, until things got heated quickly during the chorus.

Scar Predator's Reaction:

• You were teaching Scar the human culture of how much fun it could be to drink and dance, you were planning on using a human intoxicating beverage.

• But somehow managed to grab the wrong 'pink drink' mistaking the bottle of c'ntlip for a bottle of Smirnoff Pink Lemonade, granted Scar poured the drinks for you but neither of you seem to notice your mistake.

• Or maybe, neither of you seemed to care.. I mean you deserve to have some fun dammit!

• While he poured the drinks you turned on the radio and taught Scar how to loosen up and have fun.

• It wasn't until 'I Need a Big Boy, Give Me a Big Boy' Speed Up remix by AA Records came on, when the two of you were bouncing up and down dancing silly while you sang along and he clicks his tucks to the beat of the song.

• At some point, Chopper was interested in what you two were doing and joined along "It's cuffing season And now we got a reason to get a boy I need a big boy Gimme the big boyyy, It's cuffing season And all the girls are leaving to get a big boy I need a big boy I want a big boy"

• Scar wraps his arms around your waist and lightly swings you around, as you sing "I need a big boy with polar bear arms, Keeps me warm when there's a storm."

• Meanwhile Celtic just stands there unfazed with his arms crossed, now that this has become a thing with you and his younger brothers while standing there thinking 'oomans are so pauk-de weird.'

Wolf Predator's Reaction:

• When Wolf found you drunk from drinking c'ntlip he was so pauk-de confused and a bit concerned on how much you've drank.

• Your behavior changed smashing things.. mainly your cup, being insanely loud instead of being your shy and quiet self.

• PAUK! You weren't even speaking your own language and the weird part was he's never heard you speak another language, except for when he's teaching you his own language.. but you weren't even speaking that, like what the pauk?!

• "Men trærne de danser Og fossene stanser Når hun synger, hun synger 'kom hjem' Men trærne de danser Og fossene stanser" what baffled, him the most was at some point during the song you would sing in your normal language. "When she sings, she sings 'come home' When she sings, she sings 'come home' then go right back to that other language.

• Wolf is just constantly tilting his head at you, like a confused puppy while keeping an eye on you.. especially, when you start making the 'sssh' noise to no one in particular then sing again.

• "I stormsvarte fjell jeg vandrer alene Over isbreen tar jeg meg frem I eplehagen står møyen den vene Og synger: når kommer du hjem?"

• After you were done you then, shouted "To Wolf everybody!" and downed the rest of your drink before slamming the cup on the floor, as you shout "Another!" while looking at your mate expecting him to pour you another glass.

• Of course, Wolf looks down at the smashed cup on the floor of his ship then looks back at you with a 'you really think I'm gonna pour you another glass, after that?' look before picking you up and taking your drunk-ass to bed.

Fugitive Predator's Reaction:

• You were having a really hard time and just needed a drink to forget about your troubles, your mate wasn't having the best week either.

• So the two of you started drinking the c'ntlip together until both of your head's start getting that buzz feeling.

• At some point, you started singing the sailor song from Jaws "Show me the way to go home, home, home I'm tired and I to go to bed I had a drink about an hour ago.." while Fugitive looks at you confused.

• So you ended up showing him the movie and watch Jaws while drinking.

Crucified Predator's Reaction:

• You weren't even sure why or when you started drinking the strange pink stuff but here you were drinking it like it's soda while listening to the radio.

• When Crucified walked into the room 'Still Alive' by Demi Lovato came on being a Scream fan, you started singing along while using the bottle, as your mic "Woke up under water Throat chained at the collar Couldn't get any farther From the daylight Was I still dreaming Stuck to a machine or Choking and screaming with my hands tied."

• Your mate is just staring at you in awe, as you sing and dance along to the pre-chorus "Callin' and callin' but nobody comes Fallin' and fallin' no air in my lungs Getting so comfortably numb Don't know how I opened up my eyes But I'm..."

• Crucified started dancing with you and twirled you around, as you sung the second pre-chorus "Chasing the ghosts that would haunt me at night Facing my past cause I'm up for the fight Somebody turned on the light I'm not afraid to open up my eyes And I'm..."

Yautja Language - English Translation

c'ntlip - intoxicating Yautja beverage

ooman - human

pauk-de - fucking

pauk - fuck

Norwegian Language - English Translation

Men trærne de danser - But the trees they dance

Og fossene stanser - And the waterfalls stop

Når hun synger, hun synger - When she sings, she sings

Kom hjem - come home

I stormsvarte fjell jeg vandrer alene - In storm-black mountains I wander alone

Over isbreen tar jeg meg frem - I make my way over the glacier

I eplehagen står møyen den vene - In the apple orchard stands the old man

Og synger: når kommer du hjem? - And sings: when will you come home?

#feral! predator #scar! predator #wolf! predator #fugitive! predator #crucified! predator #yautja headcanon #my writing #my posts

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