#but she became a vampire :(

[handsomelyerin]

claudia & lestat + on mothers and daughters

"my infant death. it was never you." bailey bass & sam reid in interview with the vampire (2022) cr. by rolin jones // 1. this post // 2. this post // 3. piss river - kevin morby // 4. a mother's hate - sam gordon // 5. elektra - sophocles // 6. on earth we're briefly gorgeous - ocean vuong // 7. unknown // 8. nayyirah waheed // 9. susan smith - wych elm // 10. unknown // 11. elektra - sophocles // 12. the ghost is dead, long live the ghost - mara avoth // 13. this post // 14. this post // 15. love drought - beyonce // 16. confessions - ijeoma umebinyuo // 17. unknown // 18. mother - john lennon

#like he quite literally brought her into the world #he's her mother #it was giving lady bird meets sharp objects meets some other secret third thing #the fact that they were so alike yet could never read each other's minds #she ached for him to love him unconditionally like louis #and i believe that lestat was genuinely fond of her in those easy times as claudia called them #but once she became too much of a mirror of himself that's when he pulled away #and also bc she was slowly pulling louis away from him #just really a fucked up and tragic dynamic #interview with the vampire #web weaving #lestat de lioncourt #claudia de pointe du lac #amc iwtv #edit: thank you for the notes! #edit: officially complete with the finale #and with sources

[tennessoui]

I'm begging on my hands and knees for more Twilight au, and those are words I never thought I'd say! Anakin being able to resist compulsion, and Obi-Wan seeming instantly obsessed, and poor Shmi! Pretty please 🥺🙏

hey!! sure! here's some more!

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Having a sheriff for a mom sucked a lot when he was a kid growing up in a small town. There was probably nothing Anakin was rebelling against more at eleven, at thirteen, at seventeen than the rule of law his mother represented. 

All things considered, she was pretty good at separating her home life from her worklife. It was Anakin who was bad at respecting the separation, Anakin who couldn’t keep son out of delinquent.  There’s only so many times he could be pulled out of wreckage and bars and buildings with Keep Out No Trespassing signs on them before he got The Sheriff at home and out in public.

He’d hated it growing up and had come to grudgingly respect it later and in fits and starts. His dad dying had, terribly and ironically, helped a lot. His mother had had a stroke just before and then Anakin had been faced with the possibility of being an orphan, and the terror of that had mellowed him out.

Sorta.

He still hates a lot of things about his mother’s job. Especially the fact that she’s the sheriff of a very small town.

And when people talk, she listens.

The thing about small towns is that everyone’s always fucking talking. And other people are always fucking lsitening so they can talk later. One big fucking community, which means when Anakin comes home from his weird doctor’s appointment with Dr. Kenobi, a few hours later because he took a detour biking along the edge of the seaside cliffs just to spit in the good doctor’s metaphorical face, Shmi Skywalker already knows more than Anakin ever planned to tell her.

Like, for instance, “Sheila says that Dr. Kenobi thought it would behoove you to spend some time at the local library volunteering.”

Anakin pauses, backpack half-slung off his shoulders. He hangs his stuff up slowly, careful to keep his tone very light. “Did Sheila say what I told him after he said that?” 

His mom’s silence is very loud.

“I don’t want to do i—”

“I asked the new librarian about it on my way home from the station. She thinks it’s a wonderful idea. Apparently we used to have a program like that in the forties but it died out during the war.”

“Mom, come on—”

“It’ll look good on resumes, saying you created and supported a local reading program.”

“Yeah, but I’m a bit too old to be applying for babysitting positio—”

“It’ll look good for me as well,” Shmi says in her sheriff voice. “Elections are coming up soon. It’ll be good, if my kid was involved in the community.”

Anakin’s glad that his back is still turned to the living room, where his mom is sitting. “Are you gonna run again?” he asks, paying special attention to his tone this time.

“Why wouldn’t I?” his mom replies. “I’ve been sheriff for a decade and a half.”

Anakin lets his eyes fall closed for a second, knowing that his face can’t be seen. This is how they end up half the time: Shmi’s ardent belief that she is invincible, going up against Anakin’s desperate desire for her to be so.

And they just don’t talk about it. As if they’re actually in agreement.

He knows how this is going to shake out.

“Do you have any plans tomorrow?” His mother asks.

Anakin’s eyes remain closed. “I guess so,” he says.

—--------

Mrs. Kenobi—call me Satine—is sort of scary up close. She’s tall. She glides between bookshelves. Anakin’s never met someone who glides before. And she’s so intensely, incredibly, blindingly perfect that Anakin would rather be anywhere but in her vicinity. There’s something incredibly unnerving about the symmetry of her face, the sharpness of her cheekbones. She’s obviously an absolute knock-out, just drop-dead gorgeous, but it makes Anakin’s skin crawl and his heart beat fast, but not in a good way or a normal teenage boy way.

Anakin tries to keep the unease off his face as Satine leads him through a tour of the library, a gentle hand on his forearm. That’s another thing Anakin doesn’t really like. She’s wearing satin gloves. He doesn’t know anyone who wears gloves anymore.

It’s just all a bit…unsettling.

“I put in a few words around the school yesterday afternoon,” Satine tells him. They pass by the mystery section, the fantasy section, and take a hard right into the young adult section. The shelves are smaller here, and Anakin feels rather stupidly gigantic as he and Satine walk through them. “To some parents picking their children up after school. They agreed it would be good exposure to bring them to the library for an hour or so of reading before supper.”

Anakin highly doubts it will be, but Satine hasn’t really asked him.

She sweeps past his figure and pushes open a pair of double doors with a flourish better suited for a Russian tsarina hosting an elaborate ball than a small town librarian showing off a small, cramped, and dusty room filled with padded seats and threadbare rugs.

And then, as if she has been waiting to put the last nail in the proverbial coffin, Satine adds, “A few students from the local high school will be here as well.”

“Sorry,” Anakin says, “are you saying I’m going to be reading to high school students? Can’t they do that themselves?”

After all, Anakin went to high school here. Academics hadn’t been too rigorously challenging, but they’d taught the fucking basics.

Satine raises one perfectly plucked eyebrow in his direction. “They’ll be volunteering as well.”

Oh. Right.

“It looks good on their college applications,” Satine waves a hand through the air and the words linger there. Anakin looks out the rather dirty window, jaw clenching. “I’ve already chosen a handful of books I think the young ones will enjoy.”

Anakin, committed to his fate, pads over to the titles placed carefully ontop of a short, stout side table. 

“Peter the Rabbit,” he reads off the top. “Peter Pan. Alice in Wonderland. Treasure Island. The Prince and the Pauper—look, you’re the librarian here, but don’t you have anything written this century maybe? Harry Potter, even.”

“These are classics,” Satine tells him, her nose raised into the air as if she has encountered something particularly foul-smelling. She turns away, presumably to return to the front desk so she can welcome half the fucking town inside the library so Anakin can read them fucking Anne of Green Gables and become a better person.

“These are fucking boring,” he mutters to himself, flicking the cover of the first book, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz open. Publication date: 1900. “I’d rather be in Kenobi’s office getting lectured at.”

There’s a sharp noise of disapproval from the doorway, and Anakin’s head snaps up to see the tail end of a very heated look from the librarian before the door closes behind her.

He shivers, alone in the emply room, and it takes several long minutes for his heart to settle back into its normal pace. 

—----------

After the fourth kid sneezes, Anakin closes his book with a snap and stands from the very small chair they’ve got him sitting on. “Come on,” he tells the cluster of children he’s been assigned to. “We’re getting out of here.”

“Are you kidnapping us?” One of them, a snot-nosed kid who’d started the sneezing says, rubbing at her cheek beneath her glasses. “Cause mommy says that’s not allowed.”

“I’m not kidnapping you,” Anakin snaps back, barely holding in his natural follow-up to the sentence which is of course, I don’t want to be around any of you in the first place. “Also, just for future reference, you shouldn’t ask if someone’s kidnapping you after you already start following them.”

The girl scowls and reaches up her hand to hold onto Anakin’s. 

For the love of Christ.

“We’re just going to go into the main part of the library,” Anakin tells his children, all six of them. “They have windows out there.”

They have windows out there and they also have parents. Parents who absolutely should be doing other things with their lives and precious hour of extra freetime.

Parents who are clustered instead around the library’s front desk as the town’s newest librarian holds court.

“Is reading time over?” one of the kids asks him, turning his head to look up at Anakin.

Anakin thinks about it. “Do you want reading time to be over?”

The kid thinks about it back. “Yeah,” he decides. “You don’t do the voices good.”

“It’s a boring book,” Anakin tells the kid. “Voices aren’t going to make it better.”

“Voices always make it better,” another kid says. “They make everything better.”

“Oh look,” Anakin says. “Is that your father?”

He gestures vaguely towards the cluster of drooling middle-aged somethings focused on Satine.

The kid peeks around his thigh and then shakes his head. “No,” he says. “That’s Dr. Obi.”

“Dr. Obi!” The kid holding Anakin’s hand says, and she lets go.

Anakin gets a bad feeling about this, a feeling that only doubles when he turns around to see Dr. Kenobi sauntering towards him, hands tucked into the pockets of a long dark jacket that makes him look even more pale than he already is.

He scowls automatically as the man gets closer. “Dr. Obi.”

Dr. Kenobi spares him a look that’s far too amused for Anakin’s pleasure before he crouches down to the level of the kids. “Hello there, young ones,” he says, opening his arms to accept a hug from the traitor of a girl Anakin’s just spent thirty minutes reading to. “Are you eating all your vegetables? Even the brussel sprouts?”

“I like brussel sprouts,” one of the kids reports sounding proud, and that starts a cacophony of opinions about brussel sprouts from all around Anakin.

“Wow! One of mine just absolutely hates them,” Dr. Kenobi says. “She refuses to eat them, so you’re very brave, Michele.” He lets go of the girl and turns his golden-brown gaze up to Anakin. “And what does Mr. Skywalker think?” he asks, raising a hand for Anakin to take. It’s very obvious he’s asking for a hand up and Anakin is obeying before he thinks about it. He snatches his hand free almost too soon, but Dr. Kenobi doesn’t even have the grace to lose his balance and fall over. 

His hand is like ice in Anakin’s, and Anakin stuffs his fingers into the pocket of his jacket automatically a second later.

“Do brussel sprouts help with circulation?” he’s biting out before he can stop himself. “Cause you may need some then.”

Kenobi’s head tilts very slightly to the side as his eyes catch and hold onto Anakin’s. “Oh?” he asks lightly. 

“You’re cold,” is all Anakin mutters in return. He swipes his other hand against the back of his neck. “”S poor circlutation, isn’t it? Something in your diet maybe?” Dr. Kenobi blinks at him and then breaks into a wide smile. “I can assure my diet is very…circulation-mindful,” he says. “Blood health positive.”

Anakin’s mouth thins into a line. He guesses that’s what he gets for trying to give health advice to a doctor, especially a doctor like Kenobi who just so happens to be devastatingly attractive and also smart.

And also an asshole. And also married.

Speaking of which. “Are you here to fend off your wife’s admirers with a scalpel?” Kenobi’s eyebrows raise. “Young ones,” he turns his head away from Anakin, down to the children.

The strangest feeling breaks of Anakin the second Kenobi looks away, almost as if a strange pressure he hadn’t even realized had been building was suddenly dissolved.

The very small beginnings of a headache begin to thrum in his temples.

“Young ones, it’s time to find your parents, isn’t it?” Kenobi says, and like fucking magic, the crowd of six children around Anakin disperse, children swarming away from him towards the group of adults surrounding the front desk.

“Can you teach me how to do that?” Anakin blurts out, even though he’d meant to ignore Kenobi now that he doesn’t have to make nice in front of small kids. Not that he was really making nice in the first place. But now he definitely doesn’t have to.

Kenobi gives him a half-smile, eyes heavy-lidded. “It’s a special sort of skill that takes, above all else, much practice.”

Anakin scowls. “What’s that supposed to mean?” Does Kenobi think he can’t commit himself to something even as mundane as a fucking commanding persona? Does he think he doesn’t have it in him to be–-

Kenobi’s eyebrows go up again. “Has anyone ever told you that you are exceedingly defensive?” 

“You’re extremely nosey,” Anakin snaps back, crossing his arms over his chest. “Don’t you have better things to focus on right now anyway?”

He gestures loosely towards Satine, who has started playing with one of the mother’s bracelets as the other woman stands and looks at her rather dumbfounded.

Kenobi follows his gaze and then lets out a huff of laughter. “Satine can take care of herself,” he says, even though it hadn’t really been Satine that Anakin was worried about.

He’s about to open his mouth to say so when Kenobi turns back to him. His eyes are piercing, a dark, captivating sort of gold. 

“Do you find my wife beautiful, Anakin?” he asks.

Anakin blinks. His headache is getting worse, which is probably down to what can only be a trick-question fashioned to look like a grenade lobbed at his feet. “I don’t think there’s a good answer to that,” he mutters, rubbing absently at his forehead. “What the fuck.”

“An honest answer is a good one,” Kenobi says lightly. “Tell me honestly.”

The words feel pulled from Anakin’s stomach, and he’s opening his mouth before he realizes it. “No,” he says. 

Kenobi’s eyebrows crinkle together. “No?”

Anakin curses his stupid impulse control. “She’s beautiful,” he adds quickly. “Really. But…it makes me uncomfortable.”

Kenobi’s lips purse, and then there’s something like disappointment in his eyes as he examines Anakin. “Ah yes,” he murmurs. “I’ve been told my wife can make countless young men feel rather uncomfortable. It’s normal in men your age, Anakin. Sexual ar—”

“Uncanny,” Anakin blurts out. He doesn’t mean to, but he also doesn’t want to listen to  Kenobi trying to lecture him on fucking arousal in the public library. When it’s not even relevant. “She’s so beautiful, it’s uncanny.”

“Uncanny.”

“Yeah, like. Monstrous.”

Kenobi’s mouth falls open, pink lips parted in what looks like honest surprise.

Anakin’s own eyes widen as it hits him that he’s just called Kenobi’s wife a monster to Kenobi’s face.

“Shit,” he says. “Sorry. I didn’t mean that. I’m going to go.” 

He throws a look at Kenobi, whose eyes are lit with something a lot like interest and then across the library to where Satine’s head is turned, cocked, and eyebrows up high on her forehead, as if she’s just heard everything he’s said.

He decides rather immediately that he’s going to take the backdoor exit.

#asks #twilight au #obikin #a couple of things: #all the books mentioned are published before 1920 because satine was probably a young mother around that time #imo she became a vampire during ww1 #brussel sprouts tasted very bitter in the 60s through the 90s before we tweaked how they were grown genetics wise #so kids used to hate them and one of the vampires in obi-wan's coven was a kid during the 60s so has strong memories of brussel sprouts #being awful #satine's special vampire power is her beauty which is like double that of the normal enthralling/alluring/perfect predator beauty #so anakin's own sort of immunity to vampire powers a la bella means he just finds it unnerving and uncanny #but he did fall prey to obi-wans mind trick at the end there because the immunity thing i think would be something he has to practice #to get strong at #so his immunity kicked in at satine's beauty and it didn't affect him #but he couldn't also effectively protect himself from obi-wan's mind compulsion #to tell the truth #because systems overloaded

[paupersnail]

My little queen of hell, my malkavian Nyx.

#vampire the masquerade #vtm #my art #malkavian #nyx fischer #this was a meme dress thing but I had fun with it #anyway tl;dr her sire has been possessed by a demon prince of hell this whole time #she became a witch and is married to him now #oopsie daisies #also her sire is her ex-boyfriend #who she just went back to because her life is falling apart real bad lmao #oooooopppss! #also they are planning on killing him and she is unsure if she can do that #no one in her coterie knows she’s fully back with her ex and also the guy they are gunning on killing soon #really enjoy vtm for its Barbie playtime esque smashing off characters #the drama feeds me

[tonyfavgirl]

Didyme's fingerprints can still be seen in Aro's actions, even after her death

There are some videos on TikTok featuring Chinese people recreating ancient paper, ancient blush, ancient lipstick, and various other artifacts, using traditional methods passed down from their ancestors.

I strongly believe that Aro possesses such items.

Both Didyme and he were deeply enamored with humanity's ceaseless creativity, marveling at its ability to continuously invent and innovate in the most intricate and well-thought-out ways despite everything. They made it a point to purchase anything that remotely piqued their interest.

It didn't matter that all of those items were extremely expensive, especially considering the challenges of transportation, given that the Volturi resided in Volterra, and there is a considerable distance between Italy and China. The Volturi, having existed for centuries, had amassed significant wealth. Amidst the books, art pieces, and various objects accumulated over the years, Aro and Didyme actively worked to acquire these items from different continents, even though they knew they would never use them due to the meticulous care they took in maintaining their possessions.

As time passed, Didyme developed a deep fascination with jewelry, while Aro pursued a more mechanical path. While his sister sought out necklaces and bracelets, always sharing her finds with Athenodora and Sulpicia, Aro immersed himself in learning a wide array of skills. His fascination even led him to master the art of Chinese ancient printing.

Aro made it a priority to learn Chinese and traveled to China solely to acquire knowledge. He dedicated himself to mastering the intricacies of their ancient printing machine. Despite the rarity of his leisure moments, given his position as one of the rulers of an entire bloodthirsty race, he relentlessly attempted to recreate the print exactly as he had learned from the mind of the person he had read. His pursuit never wavered until he got it right.

When he did achieve perfection, it, of course, only signaled the beginning of a new learning journey. Aro, always seeking new knowledge, explored different realms of expertise. Didyme introduced him to the beauty of jewelry, initially something he hadn't paid much attention to, as he gravitated towards more obvious arts, such as sculpture and music.

However, like every truly good person in tragic tales, Didyme's life was cut short, and Aro found himself to blame. As the weight of his actions sank in — realizing he had taken the life of his sister, whom he had witnessed being born, whom he had taught how to write, whom he had seen learn to walk, whom he had waited to be older to be transformed and be by his side — Aro came to terms with the harsh reality that, for him, family, despite its significance, was not as powerful as the pursuit of power itself. In the aftermath, he needed solace and something to cling to.

For Aro, that anchor became Didyme herself and the love she had for jewelry.

In perhaps a desperate attempt to keep even a hint of his sister's memory alive or in a cunning effort to convey to Marcus the depth of his suffering (to this day, he remains unsure of the true reason), Aro learned the art of creating jewelry.

In the beginning, he simply observed others engaging in the craft, recalling the wonder with which his sister always regarded them. Nevertheless, one thing led to another, and now, much like Caius with his art room and Marcus with his personal library, Aro has his own workshop dedicated to creating all types of jewelry, from necklaces to rings, bracelets, and more.

Without skipping a single piece, he always creates two: one for himself and one to place in Didyme's room, among the countless other items he has never managed to discard, even thousands of years after her demise.

#the truth is that no one ever dies as long as someone remembers them #and i truly believe that aro will never manage to get over what he did #so the only way he found to cope is to cling to his sister as if she never ceased existing #he saw what happened to marcus #and he will do everything in his power to never become what the other king became #it just happens that his way to deal with things is to maintain his mind and hands occupied #the volturi #twilight #aro volturi #didyme volturi #volturi coven #volturi kings #twilight saga #twilight renaissance #volturi #vampires #ways to cope #character analysis #headcanon #twilight headcanon

[candy-pants]

my babysitter's a vampire + villains (insp) as in characters with naturally evil tendencies and actions, not just creatures/people made evil by mistake (usually benny's) or created by someone for a specific purpose

#mbav #my babysitter's a vampire #vampireedit #stern #jesse #richard waugh #joe dinicol #i am NOT tagging all these people lmao #flashing tw #long post #meus #usereris #i hated the lucia and jacob ones but i just couldn't find any shots that worked so this will have to do #debbie dazzle is in this because she became obsessed with being alive but IN MY OPINION!!!!! that had nothing to do with the spell #she became evil on her own accord #sarah being possed by the spirit from the netherlands- i mean world was because rory was stupid but the spirit was already evil #and the mask not being here was because rory put it on thus making himself 'evil' which he naturally isn't and neither is the mask tbh #it was just doing what it was meant to do which clearly does not fly in this century #and cyberdontist and evil sarah literally aren't real

[lucianinsanity]

Going insane about that old man and all the gays in different realities

#crazy shit happening in this stupid show #Bonnie and Marcy dying together while Gary and Marshall run away #Simon and Marcy's relationship being compared to a father/daughter relationship and Simon calling the Vampire King a bad dad #martin mertens #yep that's it #he had so much potential to be a good person and then he wasn't (in the original series reality) #the Lich being depressed #Fionna realizing what kind of person the Ice King was and how much it would damage Simon to become him again #Cake wanting to be magic #simon petrikov #Betty I swear to god this show #HE FOUND THE ENCHIRIDION!!!!!!!! I FORGOT ALL ABOUT THAT #he is so careful and betty is the complete opposite and Simon needed that in his life #BALANCE #fionna and cake #an is watching #the fact that Betty became a goddess to keep Simon alive and that she still needs those powers to keep him safe I'm going to break something #crying over Marcy and Simon and Marcy and Simon and... #adventure time

[kirnet]

thinking abt if kirnet never cut herself off from the force at malachor and followed revan instead

#baby u would be so sexy if u allowed the pain to consume u and became a force vampire like nihilus teehee #kirnet cavira #minadraws #i dont think shed even be like alive at this point. shes following revan on autopilot bc the loyalty from before is that strong #but shed essentially be like a shambling force corpse. sexy! #kotor #jedi exile

[hyper-cryptic]

(I DIDN'T FORGET A CAPTION... YOU DID!)

He pop'd in my brain and some demon took over my body to draw him n' other sillies from this au. :3

#one day i will design jill as well because she is actually. very important to the lore of this au LMFAOO #i just don't have any designer juice left in my body #resident evil #las plagas au #he is NOT controlled by las plagas it just had a very bad side effect on him because he couldn't remove it as fast as Ashley. #their plaga had a variation of the g-virus in it on the go basically. so it started to affect his wolf n human form #reminder that zombies in this AU are actually Just vampires! #Ashley also has permanent chompers n pointy ears but she doesn't look dead like Vex does #he looks dead because he was put through 2-3 years of testing and experimenting instead of trying to actually...help his side effects #they thought he was a lost cause since he had became so aggressive in his wolf form and had said he could not remember very well what he #was doing while in his wolf form. he also. mauled someone but yknow. normal ppl things #turns out one of the side effects was and IS just extreme hunger aka his metabolism go faaaaasstt and he needs to eat every like 5 mins #yeah he does have kind of regen as well. not As Fast or good as Sherry's but it's defo noticeable that he has regen. #it also leaves a lot of scars #aka its a vampire thing. in mine it's not really blood they're after but it does make them stronger. they're just eternally hungry #anyways Vex has huge beef with Simmons because under his call for him to get experimented on but they don't know until re5 times? #everyone in this au is out for Simmons LMFAOOOA #uh ... um #haheheooo rambled a bit here :3 #leon s kennedy #claire redfield #chris redfield #sherry birkin #and a secret fifth person lets see if yall know who that is #my art

[justanotherclosetednerd]

Tired of people not listening to your recommendations? Well I do! I'm looking for any piece of media that has the same vibes or made you feel the same as:

1. Hannibal NBC

2. Interview with the vampire (the TV series)

3. Killing Eve

4.Blue Eye Samurai or She Who Became the Sun (yes I'm putting these two together)

5. The Summer Hikaru Died

Pls

#recommendations #hannibal #hannigram #interview with the vampire #iwtv #killing eve #villanelle #blue eye samurai #she who became the sun #the summer hikaru died

[nayruwu]

SO... I was just thinking, let's say hypothetically.. mahiru guren & shinya weren't toxic ca16 was written by a less misogynist author then would you like mahigureshin as like poly ship? It just came in my head as much as I dislike how author wrote them esp mahirus character I still think in alternative setting it might work?? They are kind of catastrophic trio with very poetic themes & victim of fate kinda afterall.

honestly probably yeah. most powerful trio imagineable.

although i actually have no clue what mahiru's personality would be like were she not written by such an author. i think i've read some cool modern AUs in which i really liked her - kickass businesswoman that overworks herself trying to get her little sister out of a difficult situation while simulteanously juggling her relationship with her boyfriend and their shared trophy wife, i think that'd fit her well. "all you do is work :(" "you don't understand i'm doing this for us!!!111!1!1!!1!!!" type of stuff.

i will forever treasure that little snippet of her and shinya making fun of guren together, that was adorable. the way things should've been.

#don't cancel me for calling shinya a trophy wife it's funny ok #the girlboss‚ the babygirl‚ and the trophy wife. true romance. #i do wonder what mahiru's feelings regarding shinya are in vampire reign #like through catastrophe she felt mostly neutral or slightly disdainful towards him #but our guren-hating mika became yuu's demon and suddenly doesn't hate him at all anymore. #so maybe guren's thoughts rubbed off on her and she's fine with shinya now LMAO #but yeah those dynamics are very fun to think about #guren trying to comprehend how he pulled the two prettiest people alive (he didn't. they pulled him) #mahiru and shinya absolutely being in love but not romantically #i am forever a firm believer that women (guremahi) should give shinya little kisses on the forehead #they put him thru hell so now they're spoiling him #many tags. many tags #owari no seraph #seraph of the end #shinya hiiragi #guren ichinose #mahiru hiiragi #imagine seeing them out in public together i'd shit my pants #all hail the theoretical polyamorous catastrophic trio

[licncourt]

Sometimes I think about the (book) Loustat foil of "whore who opened their legs" vs "slut who was asking for it" and feel like I have to throw up

#they're literally Bad Women!!!! #is this thing on???? #anne was such a nightmare of a human that she became the stand in for society and baked that judgment into. the fucking narrative itself!!! #IT'S IN THEIR ESSENCE DO YOU UNDERSTAND?? THE NARRATIVE IS JUDGING THEM!!! #vc #interview with the vampire #the vampire chronicles #louis de pointe du lac #lestat de lioncourt #loustat

[cloutbait]

i could make you scream if i wanted

@whalesims and i have crafted among us oc lore that is so angsty and i cant even begin to explain it, but just know this is sexy

#tw syringe #tw medical #syringe tw #ts4 #my sims: branka #amongussy #theseus 08085 #whalesims #others sims #hehe ok if ur here for the context: #berties sim auran (on the right) is a biocybernetics and auran and branka became friends while stationed on the same ship years ago #aurans practice started to turn....well....thats berties lore to share #BUT if auran goes murder mode she uses the trust shes built w branka to her advantage by injecting them w quote xenoflora induced madness #anyways i had this idea after looking at lesbian vampire bite pics

[lastofthemessengers]

#hellsing ultimate #seras victoria #and this was before she became a full vampire

[hanzajesthanza]

i'm just saying that somewhere out there, there is a bizarro regis that is a human guy that sits in caves in complete darkness alongside five vampires and communicates through telepathy with them. whose eyes have grown to the size of drachmas and twists his head and scampers in jarring ways. and he also drinks human blood. in human terms, this guy would be so fucked up.

we would be like, what the fuck. this guy is no longer human - he has ceased to be human, he has become a vampire. (though he would still be undeniably human, able to do human things if he hasn't forgotten them, and also unable to do many vampire things)

so i'm saying this to illustrate a point, to try and illustrate regis in vampire terms. to live in a house (or palace) in daylight with five humans and speak with spoken word. to walk on the ground and have facial expressions and nod your head and sew with your hands. and to not drink blood, of course. so what would other vampires think of him. yeah. that's right

#already talked about this AT LENGTH in my fic and in the comments (thank you btw) sorry i cannot stop THINKING about this #to us regis is just normal just kind of weird. to vampires regis is weird and only kind of normal (meaning: uncanny valley) #its not even a 'betrayal of his kind' or anything like that he's just a guy whose life has led him to this point #the elbow-high diaries #c: regis #any time you start to think regis is normal. remember the human that lives in a cave and uses telepathy and drinks blood #actually a brilliant idea for an OC lmao. a disgraced and insane sorcerer who does this shit #meanwhile there's a dryad that caught feelings when she became pregnant and was flooded with hormones #a cintrian knight that set free a nilfgaardian prince #(that one doesnt really work due to political reasons) #and uhhh hell idk. a noble girl that ... didn't get sold into slavery and become a bandit? so just a normal noble girl

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Of course, Grandpa emerson knows the town is full of vampires. Every few decades, they try to bang his loved ones and turn em into vampires!

They did it with is wife when she was a girl.

They did it with Lucy when she was a girl.

Now they're doing it to his grandson.

He's had enough. "Time to die, lost boys" 🗡🗡🗡🗡

#silently cackling as i type this out #he knows personally who david and them are #hes sick of them trying to dip their grody vampire feet in his gene pool #the lost boys #tlb #tlb david #tlb marko #tlb dwayne #tlb paul #paul the lost boys #dwayne the lost boys #marko the lost boys #david the lost boys #thats why he became a vampire hunter #obsessed with the thought of david dating lucy when she was younger #but she was under his thrall the whole time so she doesnt remember #so when david tells michael “i banged your mom” he really means it #lmaooooo #david banging michael was the straw that broke the camels back #lmaoooooooooooo

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#buffy the vampire slayer #buffy the vampire slayer movie #buffy the vampire slayer 1992 #btvs #buffy summers #buffy anne summers #kristy swanson #kristy swanson buffy #it’s really a shame that kristy swanson became an anti-vax maga trump supporting conservative #I think she’s also homophobic or something idk #she was pretty tho #I didn’t hate this movie but I thought it was kinda boring at some points #the 1997 tv series is better #sarah michelle geller buffy supremacy