#ka eric

[rhk111sblog]

Philippine Military Academy (PMA) Graduates release Manifesto supporting Dr. Lorraine Badoy and Jeffrey Celiz, demands their Immediate Release

#philippine military academy pma #lorraine badoy #jeffrey celiz #ka eric #china #united states us #philippines #google #bing

[belokhvostikova]

Okay, but what if right before Eddie and I were supposed to get married, we were brutally murdered by a gang, and on the night of our anniversary death, Eddie rose from grave, and used his newfound supernatural powers to avenge our deaths, by killing every person involved in our murders, and he just so happens to look like this…?

But, I guess instead of the The Crow, he’d be…

THE BAT! *ta-da*

#kas!eddie #if you will #eric draven is just really fucking hot #stranger things #eddie munson #eddie munson au #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson oneshot #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson angst #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #the crow

[hauntedcheesecakewizard]

I've been thinking up a "The Quarry" AU for house of ashes where the characters of House of Ashes got to work at Hackett's Quarry to give the kids an insight into military training. The characters will have the same personalities (aka, nobody deliberately brakes the car, teen drama is toned down, they all have more skill with weaponry, etc)

Ryan = Jason Kolcheck.

Dylan = Salim Othman (obviously).

Kaitlyn = Clarice Stokes.

Jacob = Eric King

Emma = Rachel King.

Nicolas = Nick Kay (again, for obvious reasons).

Abigail = Joey Gomez (not to ship with anyone, but who knows, I sure as hell don't).

Laura = Nathan Merwin.

These are just rough guidelines for their encounters with the werewolves. Jason, with his killing curiosity to touch things he shouldn't (the fossilised alien) he'd be more likely to investigate Chris' room than Salim, but the bisexual jokes about him, Salim, and Clarice are too good to pass up on.

I'm thinking that this takes place in the same universe as house of ashes just to be like "WEREWOLVES??? THE FUCK??? FIRST VAMPIRES, NOW WEREWOLVES. WHATS NEXT, ZOMBIES???"

"Jason, if you jinx this, I swear to Allah above I will end you."

Feel free to chip in about ideas for this AU or questions.

#house of ashes #hoa #dark pictures anthology #the dark pictures anthology #salim othman #dark pictures house of ashes #the dark pictures #jason kolchek #the dark pictures house of ashes #eric king #nick kay #rachel king #the quarry #dylan lenivy #Ryan Erzahler #emma mountebank #jacob custos #kaitlyn ka #joey gomez #nathan merwin #nicholas furcillo #laura kearney #jalim

[best-supermassive-character]

Emma Mountebank x Kaitlyn Ka (Mounteka/Banka)

1. idk really just love them, girlbosses romantically girlbossing each other

Eric King x Nick Kay (Kingkay)

1. Has enemies to lovers potential. Rachel dumps them so Eric and Nick get together 😉

Eric King x Nick Kay x Rachel King (Royalkay)

1. It resolves the love triangle really well and combines two very good pairings with great chemistry (Rachel/Eric and Eric/Nick) into one true threesome. Rachel/Eric is probably the most realistic relationship Supermassive has done yet, while Eric/Nick can have their own enemies-to-friends(/lovers) arc. So, why not both? ;)

2. So I know it's trifecta instead of a "pairing" but I love the dynamics of their different personalities together. Especially if you manage to get Nick and Eric's relationship up to where they actually kinda like each other. I'll forever argue they need therapy but if done right, they would be some good together.

#supermassive games tournament #smg pairing tournament #tournament #house of ashes #little hope #man of medan #the devil in me #the quarry #until dawn #the dark pictures #the dark pictures anthology #nick kay #rachel king #eric king #emma mountebank #kaitlyn ka #poll #polls

[whatssinaname]

sooo like kas!eddie/vampire!eddie and eric draven…….same kinda vibe right??? hot undead rockstar??? anyone???

#kas!eddie #vampire!eddie #vamp!eddie #eddie munson #stranger things #kas theory #am I reaching?? I feel like I’m on to something here?? #the crow #eric draven #eddie munson x reader

[giveamadeuschohisownmovie]

Hot take: “The Quarry” should’ve been one of the “Dark Pictures Anthology” installments while “House of Ashes” should’ve been the standalone, spiritual sequel to “Until Dawn”

Arguing points:

1) “The Quarry” can easily be reduced down to five playable characters; Laura, Ryan, Kaitlyn, Dylan, Abi. Jacob is only important to the story by messing up the car, so he can be a NPC. Nick and Max are only there to be werewolves. Emma’s not that important of a character in the overall story. 

2) “House of Ashes” has an ending that is more in line with “Until Dawn” than “The Quarry”. Similar to “Until Dawn”, “House of Ashes” has all the surviving characters in an epic last stand against the monsters. And then, just like “Until Dawn”, the survivors are interviewed about their experiences. 

3) “House of Ashes” can be expanded to eight playable characters. Just have Merwin, Clarice, and Captain Dar Basri be playable as well. Dar can also be the “Josh” of the group, in that he’s a playable character who is also a major antagonist.

4) “House of Ashes” has a story that can justify ten or so chapters. We could’ve gotten more insight on the aliens and how they affected early Mesopotamia. We could’ve also gotten more tension between the U.S. forces and the Iraqi republican guard. “The Quarry” seems to drag in the second half, especially since most of the time, the characters are just wandering around in the woods. Cut out some filler sections, trim down chapter 7, and reintroduce Laura earlier in the story, and you’d have a tighter narrative. 

5) This is more of a biased point; “House of Ashes” is way more interesting than “The Quarry”. “The Quarry” is really basic when you think about it. There was a freak show with a werewolf, the werewolf got loose, now you have to kill the werewolf. “House of Ashes” features vampires that are actually aliens, the ruins of an alien spaceship that crash landed a millennia ago, and a backstory involving ancient Mesopotamia. And then you have the modern day story being about U.S. military personnel being forced to work with the Iraqi republican guard, their enemies. I’m just saying. 

6) Cutting down on the length of “The Quarry” would actually improve the overall story in my opinion. Not only is it too drawn out, the game doesn’t really come together in the end. You have the main narrative about Laura, Ryan, and Travis trying to kill Silas. As for everyone else, they’re just doing side stories until the morning. If the game centered on the main story of killing Silas, the narrative would be much tighter and satisfying. 

#the quarry #house of ashes #the dark pictures house of ashes #dark pictures house of ashes #until dawn #laura kearney #max brinly #jacob custos #emma mountebank #abigail blyg #ryan erzahler #dylan lenivy #nick furcillo #kaitlyn ka #eric king #rachel king #salim othman #jason kolchek #nick kay #the dark pictures anthology #dark pictures anthology #quarry #supermassive games #josh washington #nathan merwin #clarice stokes #dar basri #silas vorez

[gameraboy2]

Ka-World's Fair Background Sky by Eric Heschong

#Ka-World's Fair Background Sky #Eric Heschong #scifi #sf #scifi art #science fiction #sf art #science fiction art #painting #illustration

[bettyfrommars]

Death Becomes Us

Part 5: The Baptism vampire!Eddie x supernatural!fem!Reader

Summary: You venture into the Upside Down for the first time ever to go to a vampire bar called Sacrament, owned by an older vampire named Jareth (inspired by Jamie Campbell Bower & Eric Northman of True Blood), and end up being recognized by one of the employees. Hints to your past are revealed, and you end up with a new protector. wc: 6.8k

18+Only, mature content, vampire sex, vampire orgy,mention of being covered in blood, mention of someone dying in a car accident, mention of a dead body in a morgue, demobats, wielding a knife, visions of sex, vampire!Eddie.

Masterlist

A/N: A few things to keep in mind while you (hopefully) enjoy this chapter: the Upside Down is a place, but does not exist in the same way as in the show. Eddie's vampire origin story is different than the kas!Eddie origin story. All of the ST characters in this story are not acquainted in the same way they were in the show.

pls no minors beyond this point

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Part 5: The Baptism

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“Seatbelt?”

Windows open, music blaring, Eddie shifted gear on the GTO and motioned for you to strap in. You noticed that he wasn’t wearing his, but then again he had the immortality thing on his side.

“Mind telling me exactly where we are going?” You asked, clipping your lap belt and adjusting the strap.

“I told you,” Eddie cleared his throat. “A vampire bar.”

“But, I work at a vampire bar,” you added. “It’s not exactly new to me.”

Eddie barked a laugh, clamping his hand way up high on he steering wheel. “Those geeks who go to Main Vein are babies, they are all fairly new to the life. No self-respecting vampire with any real years under their belt would go in there.”

“So, you don’t have any self-respect, I assume?” You chided, being that Eddie had been a frequent flier at Main Vein.

Eddie shrugged. “I’m a baby vampire compared to most. I’m talking about vampires who were turned hundreds of years ago. Maybe even thousands in some cases,” he corrected.

A thought crossed your mind as you looked around at the polished and detailed interior of the vehicle you were in, eyeballing the guitar pick necklace dangling from the rear view mirror. “You’re not taking me somewhere in a stolen car, are you?”

Eddie licked his teeth. “Nah, Princess. This baby is all mine.”

The downtown area of Hawkins turned into suburban houses, and then opened up to a long highway flanked by thick forest as the muscle car zoomed along and you watched it all fly by from your window.

A corner of your brain flashed to a daydream just then. One where Eddie’s hand came over to grab your leg, squeezing it, and when you looked over, he’s licking his lips, eyes roaming your body. “Pull over,” you whisper to him, and he immediately obliges, peeling onto the side of the road, tires spitting up gravel, and whips it into park. Eager mouths meet in the middle, over the console, and his hand darts up to cup your breast and thumb your nipple over your shirt. You reach over to palm his erection, your pussy already throbbing and trickling between your legs. It isn’t long before you’re straddling his lap in the driver’s seat dry humping, bare breasts bouncing, begging him to bite you as his eyes go black.

“Did you hear what I said?” Eddie asked.

“No, I--” you swallowed to wet your dry mouth. “What was it?”

He rested the side of his hand on the dash to point in the direction of a green and white street arrow pointing down at a paved street that curved to the right. “It’s a little jarring at first if you’ve never been, but you’ll get used to it.”

Indeed, you’d never been to the Upside Down, but you had heard the stories, and forgot to exhale a breath stuck in your chest as Eddie fishtailed around the corner and a dust cloud enveloped the car. There loomed a big, white church with round windows and a large bell at the very top; it was enormous but also quaint, with flower baskets hanging from the porch and a well kept lawn. Up ahead, you could see a bridge; an old, covered wooden bridge at the end of a narrow, paved road, with a path leading directly to it, a crescent moon stamp in the dark blue sky.

“You ready?” Eddie asked, slowing down to hit the lip of the road with a bounce.

“Sure,” you replied, eyes ahead, getting closer to the bridge and further from the church.

You tried to fix your eyes when you realized the other end of the tunnel appeared to offer nothing but a pitch black void, and not a glimpse of the other side of the woods, as you would assume.

“What the---” you whispered the partial question to yourself just as the tires met the wobbly wood planks and you were under the shelter of the bridge, heading into a big, gaping nothing.

Eddie turned to get a glimpse of your face as you took in what it was like to go to the other side for the first time, and he tried not to smile, but lost the battle.

“Here we go, Princess,” Eddie mumbled, continuing to keep his foot on the gas without any aid of the break as the GTO met with the inky blackness.

Your our eyes closed reflexively at the way the car seemed to meet air and fall, gravity pulling it down, but only for a second or two before the wheels met with the ground again.

You opened your eyes to find that you were somehow on the same road, but it was also, very different. The grass on either side was dead and the dirt was dry; all of the surrounding trees were just bare limbs and jagged trunks jutting out of the earth. The sky was the color of a purple bruise, and you spotted a few large, odd-shaped birds soaring above.

“Demobats,” Eddie said on an exhale, following your line of sight, answering a question you hadn’t asked.

“Demobats.” You repeated the name as you watched a few loop lazily in the sky while Eddie followed the road and headed back toward the old church. “Do vampires turn into Demobats?”

“Damn, I wish,” Eddie snorted a laugh. “Now, that would be fun. But no, we don’t get to do any of the cool shapeshifting stuff of legends, and let me tell you, I felt robbed when I found that one out.”

Now, your focus was on the old church that you’d passed earlier, mouth slightly agape at the transformation. Matte black exterior instead of white, it loomed like bad news with bars over the round windows and a human skeleton hanging from the top rafters where the old bell used to be. Golden light filtered out from the double story building, and there was a large parking lot to the left filled with cars and motorcycles. A few enormous demobats perched along the roof; waiting and watching.

“The Demobats are a part of a hive mind, but they have free will,” Eddie continued filling you in on the set of Dracula that you had just landed in. “If a vampire bonds with one, the creature becomes a companion or protector.”

“Do you have one?” You asked right away, realizing you surely would’ve spotted a demobat hanging around the trailer park.

“Nah,” Eddie shrugged. “I’m not really a fan of them myself. Plus, it only works if you reside in the Upside Down, I think. Demobats don’t care much for humans.”

You were staring at the ones on the roof as they turned their heads to maintain eye contact with you. “That’s good to know,” you said under your breath.

The front door to the church opened as you passed it and you got a glimpse of the red light spilling out, and the crowd of bodies inside, loud music thumping in your chest.

Eddie waited for two tall, pale vampires with platinum hair in black trench coats to cross the parking lot in front of him before he continued in to park.

“Stay there,” he told you. You watched an abnormally tall and muscular, bald man with tattooed lines down his face get off the motorcycle a row ahead of you while Eddie came around to your door.

He opened it and extended his arm as if showcasing the parking lot. “Shall we?”

Although fascinated by this new peak into the odd world of vampires, the fact that this was not at all “on the way” to the trailer park made you a tad suspicious. What did vampire Eddie have planned for you?

The air was thick—humid without being warm or wet—and it smelled like burning firewood with a tang of metal. “Do you want to take my arm or hold my hand?” Eddie asked, running the tip of his tongue over his top lip, letting his eyes flick down your body. “It’s up to you, but we need to send a message that you are with me. It’s for your safety.”

“Arm is fine,” you swallowed, hooking your elbow with his, bare skin on the leather of his jacket. Behind the church was a dense thicket of forest, and the air looked like someone had just blown the fluffy bits off of a big dandelion. You palmed his bicep, feeling the bulge of muscle there, and he tucked your arm close, pinning it to his side.

From the few vampires you’d already seen in the parking lot and on the steps of the church, they were, indeed, physically much different than the vamps who occasionally popped into Main Vein. A group of guys rolled up on their motorcycles; long hair, earrings, bone jewelry, dressed in all black.

“I think that’s a human,” you noted, whispering to Eddie as you spotted the guy who worked in the produce section of the grocery story you frequented.

“Humans are welcome here, “ Eddie shrugged. “But it’s a huge risk because most of the vampires around these parts don’t follow Mainstreaming rules, they don’t like the peace pact that was made with Hawkins. They’d like it to go back the way it was: all of just hiding down here and coming out to feed in the shadows of night like feral animals.”

He squared his shoulders and stretched his neck as you both made it up the stairs. You passed a huddled group of three vampire women in latex outfits sprawled on the steps who seemed to hiss at you as you walked by.

There was a short line to get in the door, and a tall, dominatrix looking woman in a leather bustier with red hair and knee high stiletto boots was checking ID’s and apparently getting a read on people. You noticed her eyeball you a few times as you waited, zipped close to Eddie’s side.

She framed her hips with her hands and took an intimidating step toward Eddie; the two sized each other up with a serious lock of their eyes, but you noticed Eddie had a small smirk lifting up one side of his mouth.

“Edward,” she arched an eyebrow, the extremity of her heels making her just as tall as him.

“Maxine,” Eddie returned. You were so transfixed by the vampire woman in front of you, you barely noticed when Eddie slipped your arm down and took your hand in his. He squeezed it once, quietly reassuring you.

“Only Jareth calls me Maxine, you know this,” and then all of her attention went to you. “You can call me Max,” she said, looking you over from head to foot.

“She’s with me,” Eddie told her.

“I can see that,” Max inclined her head. “Welcome to Sacrament. What brings the two of you to our little corner of hell this evening?”

“She’s never been to a real vampire bar,” Eddie pumped his hand on yours again; it was smooth and cool, dotted in rough callouses. “Or to the Upside Down, for that matter.”

“A virgin, how sweet,” Max cooed sarcastically. “So, what is this? A date?”

“No!” You said it so fast, it made Max chuckle.

“Wait, what is that smell?” Max sniffed the air, got closer to you, and sniffed some more. She got so close, your noses were almost touching. “I can smell your blood, sweetheart, and damn does it make my mouth water.”

“Max—” Eddie warned.

“I know, I know,” she took a step back. “Okay fine, she’s yours. But I won’t be the only one who wants a taste, I hope you know.”

Eddie knew from the moment he met you that you were special. Not just because of the cotton candy electricity in your blood, but also the way you’d looked at him with those white eyes that first night out between the two trailers. You were human, but you were also something else, and he intended to find out what.

Max stepped back, allowing the two of you to continue on through the main door. Inside, the lighting was dim; all deep red and tangerine hues. From large speakers in the back, the song ‘In darkness you will feel alright’ by Horror Vacui filled the air. A long bar to the right, a few chairs and tables scattered around the middle of the room, and then a large dance floor where vampires writhed, some dancing at lightning speed, as if you were watching a video being fast-forwarded. There were two platforms on either side of the floor where dancers worked their bodies on a pole, slithering and spreading their legs wide. At the far back was a stage of some sort, and you could see a drum kit and a microphone.

You slipped your hand free of Eddie grasp, and he let you, but he stayed close; close enough that his arm was always brushing yours. “Drink?” He asked, shouting a bit over the music.

At the bar, you surprised Eddie by ordering straight whiskey, and then he ordered one of the synthetic blood substitutes called NuBlood. The vampire bartender stared at you with blank eyes for a long time as Eddie made the introductions; his name was Craven and he had long, black hair and a wash of dark tattoos over his chest and arms, exposed under the leather vest he wore.

“I see you brought a snack,” Craven flicked his eyes to you as he handed over the drinks. Vampires had the ability to retract their fangs, but Craven’s were out and long, cutting down into his bottom lip

“If that’s what you’d like to call it,” Eddie gave Craven a final nod and palmed both of the tumblers, determined to carry yours as well, and you followed him to a table.

Taking a sip of your whiskey, you chanced a longer look at Eddie. He had one elbow hooked behind the back of the chair, neck muscles tight as he grazed his full bottom lip with his teeth thoughtfully, his stare fixed somewhere in the distance. But then he looked at you and you lost your nerve, dropping your chin, lowering your glass.

You noticed a middle-aged man dress like an accountant in the middle of the dance floor grinding with one of the male vampires. The accountant had two sets of fang marks on his neck and the two seemed like they knew each other intimately.

“That’s a Fang Banger,” Eddie apparently knew exactly where your attention had gone, and now you were both trying to watch without making it obvious.

You’d heard the term before, but always had your questions to what exactly it meant.

Eddie continued. “Most of the humans who come here like to have sex with vampires and let them drink their blood,” he worked his jaw as he turned the glass in his hand. “And then of course there are humans who like to ingest vampire blood for it’s euphoric highs and healing benefits.”

You turned to face him. “Am I a Fang...Banger now that I drank your blood?”

“Not technically,” Eddie smirked, but shyly, gaze landing on his glass. “But if you’re interested I think I know a guy.”

For some reason, that little flirtatious moment gave you butterflies and you bit your lip, turning your attention back to the dancers on the floor.

“Didn’t you say you had to come here for work?” You were flustered to change the subject.

“I need to pick something up from a guy here,” he answered, ever so vaguely. “Finish these drinks first and then I’ll deal with it.”

That was when you saw him. Or, he saw you---you weren’t sure which happened first.

On the back stage, there suddenly stood a tall, blonde vampire with hair to his shoulders, slicked back from his face. His features were beautiful; perfect almost to the point of being surreal. Black shirt unbuttoned down to his navel, leather pants, fingers and wrists adorned in jewelry, and lips that were almost ruby red against his pale skin.

Max was on stage too, right next to him, talking as she continued to glance in your direction.

The tall blonde vampire’s gaze never strayed from you as he took in whatever information Max was giving him with a tilt of his head.

“Who is that guy on stage that keeps staring over here?” You tried not to look too obvious, leaning closer to Eddie.

Eddie grumbled. “That’s Jareth. This is his club.”

The vampire named Jareth had a very ancient, even otherworldly look about him. Confidence literally oozed from his perfect posture.

It wasn’t long before Jareth and Max were exiting the stage, and parting the crowd, headed in your direction. More like, the crowd parted for them; they were all in awe of his presence.

‘Aw shit, here we go,” Eddie said under his breath, fingering the rim of his glass.

“Well, well, well,” Jareth said with a velvet voice. He kept his arms to his side, and Max had hers folded across her chest. “What do we have here?” He had the lilt of an accent; British, perhaps?

With an air of reluctance, Eddie introduced you, and you followed his lead, getting to your feet, so that the two men would be eye to eye.

Jareth made his way around to your side of the table, sinking in as close as he could without breaching your personal bubble, and took your hand. “The pleasure is all mine,” he told you, bringing the back of your hand up to brush his lips against your knuckles, maintaining eye contact with you. His eyes were so blue, they were almost purple. You didn’t have to glance over to notice the way Eddie stiffened.

“You’re right, Max,” Jareth cooed. “She does smell good enough to eat.”

Eddie moved up closer to you, body flush against your arm. When Jareth finally released your hand, you turned to check in on Eddie, not realizing his mouth would be mere inches from your face, his hand snaking around the back of your hip.

“This is her first time,” Max reported with an air of amusement on her face.

“I’m glad we could be your first,” a smile warmed across Jareth’s face to show that his teeth were perfectly beautiful and white. “You’re just in time for The Baptism.”

You couldn’t have been more confused.

“That is,” Jareth continued, inclining his head at Eddie. “If it’s alright with your babysitter.”

“Only vampires can receive the Baptism,” Max added, smugly. “But you’re welcome to watch, sweetheart.”

In a flash, Jareth was face to face with you, right in your bubble this time, and you flinched a bit as his hand came up to cup your jaw, smoothing his thumb along the scar on your cheek. In a dreamy voice he said: “I do so love a girl who looks like she has stories to tell.”

Eddie seemed to be playing along for the sake of appearances, but you could hear him growl in reaction to the unwanted touch; you could feel it vibrating in his chest. You got the idea that Jareth knew exactly what he was doing by the way he winked at Eddie.

“You go with Max,” Jareth told you. “While Eddie and I finish up some business in my office.”

You gave Eddie a tentative look over your shoulder, wondering if this was a bad idea.

“I promise no harm will come to your little pet,” Max’s voice dripped with boredom and sarcasm. “And I won’t even take a nibble.”

You stayed close to Max, making your way through the sweaty crowd on the dance floor, checking over your shoulder only once to find that Eddie and Jareth were already nowhere to be found. Max’s shiny latex corset laced up with ribbon in the back, and on the exposed skin above was the top of some sort of large tattoo; it almost looked religious in nature like a Mother Mary motif. She led you down a wide stairway lit with red bulbs from above and the walls were painted black. You heard more music thudding below; you could even feel it in your feet.

“Watch your step,” Max warned as you took the final stair in to a hallway that was so dark you had to squint. Then there was another windowless door made of heavy metal, and it was guarded by that scary vampire with the bald head that you’d noticed in the parking lot.

He immediately stood up, flustered at Max’s presence.

Max patted his arm. “We’re just here to watch, Ronnie,” she told him, and he only glanced at you briefly before opening the airtight door with a loud clack and stepping out of the way.

Once you crossed the threshold, you’d be permanently separated from Eddie, and locked behind a bulletproof door. You only had a second to consider this before it clicked shut behind you.

In front of you now was a large room with a DJ spinning music inside a plexiglass box at the far end. The group of vampires who were already there were all too lost in their own world to notice or even care that someone had just come in. You continued to follow Max as you took in the fact that there were yoga mats and shower drains lined up along the floor.

“In here, sweet cheeks,” Max guided, opening another door and flicking a light on. The light was another deep red crimson color, so not much light at all, but you could see that there were three tiers that went up in elevation, and a row of chairs along each level, all facing a large picture window; the window faced the spacious room with the drains on the floor and the yoga mats.

She told you to take a seat, and you found one in the first row, lowering yourself into it with a noted level of hesitancy. In the seat next to you, Max patted your thigh. “It’s a guilty pleasure of mine to expose virgin eyes to the Baptism. I know you’ll love it.”

Again, you couldn’t tell if Max was being serious, or if she was still being flippantly sarcastic.

Over the speakers, an electronic female voice announced “2 minutes until The Baptism” and it was then you heard the rush of footsteps upstairs; vampires coming down to be a part of...whatever this was. The DJ behind the protected enclosure had green and black hair as the dark, pulsing music played, and a bit of fear hitched in your chest, mouth dropping open at the way the bodies flooded in through the doors. They were making out with each other and swarming in one large mass.

The energy down there was different than above. There was something more primal and… hungry. Perhaps a side of these monsters that they didn’t want to or couldn't let other humans see. You were too focused on the scene in front of you to notice the way Max kept glancing over, deeply amused by you.

The feminine, electronic voice began to countdown the seconds from 10, as the vampires danced and undressed each other, eyes black and fangs out. One of the women you recognized from the from steps earlier seemed to be looking directly at you, sneering, licking her pointed teeth, her short black hair spiky around her face.

“We can see them, but they can’t see us,” Max offered.

3...2...1

Your eyes followed the sound of the click: shower heads popped out from the ceiling. The mass of vampires tilted their heads back and opened their mouths, and then a red liquid you assumed was blood shot out of the sprinkler heads like water, raining down on everyone there, soaking them.

That was when the debauchery really started, and you realized what the yoga mats were for.

The blood shower worked them into a frenzy and they began to lick it off of each other, undressing each other as cocks and breasts were exposed, everyone reaching out to fondle their neighbor with unbridled enthusiasm. Some fell to their knees to orally please, and others were flat on the ground, a puzzle of fucked holes and faces, drinking the blood as they also used it for lubrication. Vampires had no fear of contracting STD’s or getting pregnant, so reasoned that it was all fair game. One of the vampires with long hair, wearing an enormous, lifelike, strap-on dildo, flicked her head back and a splash of blood flecked the window in front of you. A few continued to dance around, lost in the music and you had to look away from the fornication, bashful suddenly, but Max found your eyes.

“Have you ever done this?” You asked her. She was poised in her seat, legs crossed and fingers laced over her knee.

“No, never,” she admitted, to your surprise. “But I do so love to watch.”

While two naked vampires fucked doggy style on the floor right in front of your eyes, and the one on their hands and knees sucked another vampire off, you wondered if Eddie had ever done this. You wondered what it would feel like to see him standing out there, watching you, beckoning to you, while naked and covered in blood. The part of you that had ingested his crimson gift whispered that you would let him split you open right there in front of everyone, begging for his fangs sink into your throat.

It took all of your strength not to run into Eddie’s arms when you finally made it back up the stairs with Max. There were only 10 or 15 people on the main floor at that point, most of them human familiars, as the rest of the clientele were still downstairs breeding. The sprinklers were only on for five minutes or so, but it was enough to drench all of them as they fucked each other with insatiable hunger.

Eddie pushed off the bar when he saw you, eyes lighting up with wholesome relief.

“How was it?” He asked, taking note that Max was close behind you.

“Traumatizing,” you answered, even though a part of you had enjoyed it, but that was a part of you he didn’t need to know about.

“It was a pleasure to take your girlfriend’s Baptism virginity,” Max batted her eyes a few times.

Simultaneously, you and Eddie both:

“She’s not my girlfriend.”

“I’m not his girlfriend.”

“Whatever you say,” Max goaded, hands on her hips, waiting to see you both out. Craven was not too far behind her, both hands braced on the bar, staring you down with an intensity that seemed unnecessary at the time.

Eddie extended the crook of his elbow to you. “Let’s get you home.”

----------

“I know that girl,” Craven told Max once you and Eddie were long gone.

Max tilted her chin up, regarding him down the end of her nose. “I’m listening.”

“I read about her in an Unsolved Mysteries forum I belong to, it was a really odd story,” he wiped his hands on a towel as he talked. “At least, I’m pretty sure it’s her. That scar on her cheek, it’s unmistakable.”

Max gave a roll of her eyes. “Spit. It. Out. Craven. For fucks sake, I’m rotting internally over here.”

Jareth walked up beside Max, standing close, working his jaw.

Craven leaned forward, resting on his elbows. “There’s more than one story about her, both equally strange. First, supposedly, she was in a car accident, dead by the time the paramedics got there,” he paused for a beat.

Jareth looked out the bars of the front window just in time to see the taillights of Eddie’s GTO glow bright in the distance, on his way back to the crossing.

Craven spread his fingers on the bar as he explained, his face dire. “But, her body was stolen from the morgue, and it was never found.”

Max and Jareth exchanged a look. “So, she’s a ghoul? A zombie? What? I didn’t see any rotting flesh,” Max pushed. “She smells too good to be dead.”

Craven held his hand up. “Okay, but get this---apparently her grandfather ran a funeral home, and she lived there with her dad in the same house with all of the coffins and the embalming and whatnot. The rumors were that her dad, Dr. Wesley, was a complete nut job. He was some kind of genius, flew through medical school, became a surgeon.”

Max took a few steps closer, balancing her hip on one of the stools.

“But then his wife found out she had cancer and passed away 6 months later, when Eddie’s girl was just a teenager. After her mom died, her dad went off the rails. Became a real reclusive mad scientist, had some kind of laboratory in the basement where he brought road kill back to life and returned them to the woods.”

“That brings us back to her being in that car accident and disappearing from the morgue,” he paused for dramatic effect. “In the forum I belong to, a bunch of people suspected that he brought her back to life somehow, because---now listen to this---when he died a year after that, several witnesses said they saw her standing on the porch, clear as day.”

Max rolled her eyes. “If you’re fucking with us, I’m going to be very upset.”

Craven put his palms out as a sign of surrender. “Not fucking with you at all. But, I haven’t gotten to the best part yet.”

Jareth smoothed back his hair, waiting.

“In his will, Dr. Wesley left the house and all of his belongings to a woman by the name of “Dove”, and everything monetarily was handled through a third party. That was just a few months ago.” He took a sip of NuBlood and rolled his neck. “Jump ahead to a few weeks ago and, did you hear about that bus that got t-boned and then flipped over onto the train tracks, pinning all those kids inside?”

Max shook her head, but Jareth nodded slowly, eyes narrowing with his full attention, nostrils flaring slightly.

“And how somehow, miraculously, the bus was pushed off the tracks and out of danger just before the train came? And then the bus was flipped back onto it’s tires so that the kids could get out? Well, about ten of the kids described our new friend to a T, right down to that cheek scar.”

“Of course, no one believed the kids,” Craven shrugged. “And it wasn’t a vampire because it was still daylight out. But those of us who’ve been following this story think she’s reanimated, like Frankenstein’s monster, and somehow it gave her superhuman strength.”

“This is a stupid story,” Jareth intoned. “Of course this is all rubbish. Myth, legend, a ghost story for children.”

Max looked over at the door, as if you might be standing there.

“You mean, like vampires?” Craven offered with a lift of his eyebrow.

Max squinted, remembering how uneasy you had been earlier. “She doesn’t seem very strong to me.”

Craven brought a beer to a human at the end of the bar, and then continued when he came back. “We don’t think she understands her strength. I personally believe it has something to do with lightning. There was a lightning storm the night she died, and there was also lightning the day of the bus crash.”

“What would lightning have to do with it?” Max asked. Her curiosity was piqued, but she didn’t want to seem too eager. “That makes it sound so dramatic.”

“I have no clue,” Craven shrugged. “Maybe the electricity in the air makes her powers stronger, maybe she becomes some kind of lightning rod? I’m not sure, but I would like to find out.”

“She does smell different,” Max mused.

“There are people looking for her. Bad people,” Craven added.

“What kind of bad people?” Jareth smirked. “Certainly not worse than this lot.”

Craven wiped the bar with his rag. “People who think they know what she is, and want to study her. To harness a way to give humans insane strength without turning them into vampires? She’s not in Hawkins because it’s such a great town,” he snorted. “I think she’s trying to hide in plain sight. No one would think to look for her in a place like that.”

Max flicked her attention from Jareth to Craven. “Do you think Eddie knows? About her?”

Craven licked one of his fangs. “He has been known to do freelance bounty hunter work. I wouldn’t put it passed him. Maybe someone is paying him to be her watchdog until they can know for sure.”

“Interesting,” Max smoothed her lips. “I wonder if there’s some kind of reward out for her?”

“I can find out,” Craven wiggled his eyebrows mischievously.

“You two fiends will stay away from her,” Jareth spoke up, eyeballing both of them. “Until I figure out exactly what it is we’re dealing with.”

“Oh shit,” Max flashed an uncertain grin. “You’ve got a thing for little miss monster mash.”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Jareth frowned.

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On the way out of Sacrament in the GTO, rounding the corner along the sparse forest that would head you back toward the bridge, you and Eddie were painfully quiet. There was the soft hum of At Night by The Cure coming from the orange and green lights of the stereo, and you absently noticed a few demobats swooping down close.

The images from the Baptism were still flashing every time you blinked, and so you rested your head on your fist and kept your eyes open until they dried out.

“Thank you,” Eddie cleared his throat. “For, being cool about all of that tonight.”

He really hadn’t given you a choice. “Um, you’re welcome.”

Internally, Eddie was kicking himself for ever taking you to Sacrament, or the Upside Down in general. He should’ve known Jareth and Max would notice there was something different about you and take an invested interest. Jareth was a much older, stronger vampire, but Eddie wouldn’t let him get close to you without putting up a fight.

“Did you take care of whatever business you came to do?” You wondered allowed, assuming that he made some clandestine exchange with Jareth.

Eddie sighed. “Yep. It’s all good.”

You were about to be nosey and ask exactly what it was he went there to do, when something banged into the grille of the car, making Eddie curse and swerve, slamming the breaks on before the GTO careened into the dead forest.

“Fucking bats,” Eddie hissed, throwing the car into park with a grunt.

The erratic swerve made your adrenaline surge and sent a wave of heat over your flesh. Dust pooled up around the windows and you struggled to see what was out there in the misty, purple gloom. Out in the middle of the street, in the glow of one of the GTO headlights, face down and wings wide, tendrils spread out, was one of those big, spooky demobats you’d seen perched on the eaves of the church.

You noticed it’s wing twitch, and one of the octopus tendrils curled up slowly as if it was trying to move but couldn’t. It didn’t matter what kind of horrifying, killer beast this was---you hated to see any animal suffer and, before you knew it, your hand was on the door handle, cranking it open.

“Wait!” Eddie gripped your arm. With the door open a crack, you snapped a look at him over your shoulder. Eddie checked up through the front window to see if there were any more demobats close by. “What are you doing? Those things are dangerous.”

“It’s hurt, Eddie,” there was an unmistakable determination in your eyes. “I just want to move it out of the street. Maybe its just stunned.”

Eddie’s stare got hard. “That thing out there will eat your face off and not think twice about it.”

Eyes locked on each other, the both of you realized at the same time that your lips were close, noses only mere inches from touching. Eddie’s eyes flicked to your lips, and then back up again, taking in a sharp sip of air.

Be it the bleeding heart you’d inherited from your mother who was always taking in stray pets to nurture and raise as her own, or from watching your father try to save and resurrect every bit of road kill he stumbled across in that last decade of his life, but you couldn’t let it lay out there vulnerable and in pain. Eddie recognized this determination in your countenance, and released your arm.

On a frustrated exhale, he reached across your legs to open the glove box. “Just wait for me, okay?”

He pulled out a butterfly knife, flipping it open with a few deft flicks of his wrist.

“What’s that for?”

He made a stabbing gesture. “If it’s mortally wounded, I’ll have to put it out of it’s misery.”

You stepped out of the vehicle, waiting for Eddie to come around the front of the car and meet you there.

The demobat lifted another tentacle, making a shrill, squealing noise, and then went still again.

“We can’t take it home with us,” Eddie warned. “That is out of the question.”

You had no idea what you were doing. It was face down, but you knew the thing had a mouth of teeth and they seemed incredibly strong and fast.

“Just help me...move it off the road so it doesn’t get squished by another car.”

Eddie did not like this. This thing wasn’t a kitten or a turtle; it was more of the crocodile/shark variety with no real motivations outside of killing.

You knelt down next to it, Eddie positioned above you with the knife, ready to execute if it reared up and tried to bite you. The thing made a little, sad mew noise, and it compelled you to make the nurturing choice to run your fingers along the spine of its wing to comfort it.

“Shhhh,” you coaxed. “You’re going to be okay. We’re not going to hurt you.”

The demobat jerked at your touch, but was still too stunned to do any more than that.

“Okay, you grab one wing and I’ll grab the other---” but just as you said it, one of the slimy, jellyfish tentacles wrapped softly around your wrist.

Eddie bolted forward, thinking maybe he’d need to cut the fucker off, but you stopped him with your other hand. The tentacle gave you a little squeeze before slipping loose again, falling to the pavement with a smack.

“Okay, let’s get this over with,” Eddie huffed. You both pinched a fleshy wing at both ends and were just about to lift up when the demobat screeched louder than ever, flapping free of your grasp and up into the air.

It spun around mid-flight and shrieked like a siren, exposing the jagged teeth in its gapping maw, dripping with tendrils of saliva. The demobat did not look happy.

Eddie dove in front of you, his eyes black and his fangs out, ready for battle, but the bat only screeched again, this time with less heat, and turned to hobble away; one wing not working as well as the other.

Your shoulders sank and your forehead fell to Eddie’s arm, sighing with relief.

“Yeah,” Eddie watched the thing go as it flew low to the ground for a while before scooting higher up in the sky. “Please don’t ever do that again,” he mumbled to you around the fullness of his ejected fangs. He didn’t move though, because now your cheek was resting on his arm and your hand was on his lower back, and he wanted to turn and kiss you so bad. But then you moved and the moment was over.

Back in the car, as Eddie stuffed in behind the wheel, you clicked your seat belt on and said, “I think I’ve had enough excitement for one day.”

“That makes two of us,” he returned, checking the sky for more low-flying creatures before he got back on the road.

Exiting the Upside Down through the old, covered bridge gave you a deep sense of relief. For the first time, you couldn’t wait to get back to your shitty trailer and your wholly ordinary life. Maybe you weren’t ordinary, but you really wanted to be, and the people and places of Hawkins were helping you to embrace that title more and more every second.

The two of you did not return to Hawkins alone.

Your secret companon flew low behind the GTO in the bridge, and then coasted high above in the sky once it was free from the Upside Down, reveling in the cool night air that did not burn her throat. The demobat you’d helped in the road kept pace with the roof of car as a shadow, following out of sight, and darting in through the trees when necessary.

She was your demobat now, and she wanted to keep you safe.

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[eliaswoodt]

The Name List

Organized from A-Z (yes I will add more names whenever I find more I like, probably in reblogs)

I currently have 1035 names (and that’s only including the first names. I have a list of last names, too.)

Angel, Atticus, Atlas, Apollo, Ares, Athena, Achilles, Artemis, Adonis, Avery, Aubrey, Aubry, Aceline, Ashlynn, Aislinn, Anjanette, Arthur, Archer, Addison, Arrietty, Amity, Autumn, Alastor, Alastair, Alasdair, Alistair, Alison, Arren, Arin, Astra, Aoife, Adalyn, Adeleine, Astoria, Agnes, Angus, Abigail, Ann, Anne, Ambrose, Adeline, Avarsel, Agatha, Ari, Azariah, Aniyah, Armani, Anastasia, Annabelle, Adah, Adelaide, Avis, Amelia, August, Axel, Adelina, Amir, Amin, Ayala, Arne, Averett, Adil, Astro, Ava, Anti, Ailun, Akemi, Asahi, Akari, Asako, Atsuko, Azumi, Aka, Aren, Akko

Blossom, Bambi, Babs, Bo, Bella, Blair, Bea, Bonnabel, Badeea, Betty, Bailey, Boris, Bee, Bugs, Blaise, Benjamin, Bog, Buford, Beatrice, Bryce, Bryan, Bazil, Brutus, Bellamy, Brigitte, Bailee, Bailey, Bao, Belladona, Belladonna, Bell, Bill, Bishop, Bones, Boneothy, Benno, Behemoth, Barry, Bellynn, Bowie, Bunki

Clover, Canyon, Cleo, Cameron, Celestial, Celestino, Ciro, Camilo, Cain, Charlotte, Clara, Corey, Cin, Charlie, Cassidy, Chiara, Callista, Cisco, Cynthia, Casper Clinton, Celestina, Clement, Christopher, Cornelius, Clifford, Claudius, Carey, Carrie, Coatl, Cyrus, Cyril, Cecil, Caisus, Castiel, Calla, Cosmos, Cherry, Cheryl, Crowley, Crow, Cassius, Cliodna, Clíodhna, Cliona, Conan, Cordelia, Calypso, Cas, Cillian, Chiyo, Chiaki, Chihiro, Calcifer

Danny, Darlene, Dex, Dot, Diana, Daphne, Demeter, Daedalus, Daeddel, Darphel, Dawn, Derrick, Derek, Dravan, Dravid, Drae, Dallas, Dimas, Dominic, Damien, Drew, Delilah, Dakota, Darian, Darius, Darwin, Devan, Darla, Dagmar, Daelyn, Dale, Dae, Dacey, Desmond, Dabria, Daniel, Daniela, Danialla, David, Davis, Donnel, Dennis, Demitrius, Delaney, Daiki, Daiyu

Everest, Emery, Ember, Elliott, Elliot, Earlana, Eliseo, Ezequiel, Emie, Evan, Eloise, Eric, Emmet, Elizabeth, Eugene, Ethan, Eret, Ester, Elias, Eos, Ellis, Edwin, Ebony, Elijah, Eliza, Enzo, Elissa, Edward, Eddalyn, Esther, Eda, Edalyn, Edalynn, Edison, Eddison, Estervan, Emma, Eden, Erfan, Eun-hae, Erytheia, Egan, Errol, Eiichi, Eiji, Eriko, Etsu, Etsuko, Eiichiro, Ezume

Flint, Finn, Fae, Fred, Fritz, Fang, Frankie, Frank, Fermin, Freddie, Freddy, Finley, Freya, Fai, Felix, Freda, Faolan, Frey, Feylynn, Faelynn, Failynn, Felipa, Febby, Febbie, Febie, Feby, Flynn, Fuji, Feiyu, Fukiko, Fumitaka, Fumito, Fuyuko

Griffin, Garnet, Gothi, Gertrude, Gabe, Grant, Giovanni, George, Gage, Gregory, Gabriel, Gabrielle, Guy, Gilbert, Guadalupe, Gerry, Grey, Gray, Gia, Grace, Gracian, Gracis, Gracie, Gretel, Gideon, Griffilow, Ghost, Ghazaleh, Gavin, Gryphon, Griffith, Goliath, Grayson, Greyson

Harmony, Hannah, Harlei, Harlie, Haritha, Haris, Harry, Harlan, Harvey, Hadrian, Harley, Hari, Harlow, Howl, Hank, Harper, Herbert, Humphrey, Hestia, Helios, Hephaestus, Hollis, Hunter, Hero, Henry, Helda, Hajar, Hasta, Hadis, Howard, Howie, Hannan, Haoyu, Hisako, Hachi, Hiroto, Hoshiko, Honoka, Hiroshi, Hiro, Haitao, Hamako, Haruhi, Harue, Hayate, Hide, Hideyo, Hidetaka, Hisaye, Hisayo, Heiji, Higari

Ivy, Ivey, Ivo, Ida, Iris, Ilyssa, Illy, Irene, Iren, Isaiah, Ira, Idelle, Ivan, Illaoi, Isabel, Isabell, Isabelle, Isobell, Isabella, Ismelda, Io, Ismael, Isolt, Icarus, izuru, Isamu, Itona, Ichiro, Ichiko, Ichigo, Isoko, Ishiko, Isaye, Inari, Ikuko, Itsuki, Itsuko, Inosuke

Juniper, Jupiter, Jinx, Jamie, Javier, Josiah, Joan, Jake, Julia, Jamil, Jamila, Jesse, Jessie, Jess, Jasper, Janus, Jordan, Joshua, Julian, Juilliard, Julius, Juliana, Jeremiah, Jace, June, Junebug, Jazzy, Jackson, Jackie, Jackalynn, Jodie, Johnnie, Jan, Jaime, Jason, Jorge, Justin, Justice, John, Jay, Janelle, James, Jennifer, Jillion, Jill, Jana, Jonah, Jaycee, Jaxen, Junpei, Jona, Jun, Jin

Kenneth, Kat, Kas, Kris, Keith, Kingston, Kaeton, Kingsley, Kent, Katherine, Kyle, Knox, Kristen, Kristin, Kristeen, Kylie, Kaylee, Kamila, Kehlani, Kendall, Kerry, Kry, Kenny, Kath, Kathleen, Krow, Kix, Kedrick, Kennon, Klaus, Killian, Korallia, Krank, Kaz, Kaede, Kirara, Katsuhiko, Keisuke, Kanako, Kenji, Kaemon, Kamin, Katsu, Kaki, Kazane, Kazuyuki, Kazushige, Kenta, Kei, Kimi, Kin, Kohako, Koichi, Kota, Koji, Koharu, Kosuke, Kuma, Kumi, Kuniko, Kuniyuki, Kideko, Kazuko

Lullaby, Lotte, Lapin, Lorelei, Loralai, Lorelai, Luna, Lily, Lucy, Lee, Liana, Lola, Lethe, Lance, Laurence, Luther, Luca, Lennon, Logan, Lennox, Ilias, Liu, Lui, Luis, Lefu, Liam, Lyall, Lowell, Luella, Leona, Leonie, Leon, Lev, Lincoln, Lin, Link, Laverna, Lazarus, Lewis, Louis, Louise, Levi, Leslie, Lesley, Leilana

Marley, Marlai, Mei, May, Mae, Marceline, Marshall, Marshalee, Millie, Mallorie, Marcela, Melanie, Maddison, Mary, Mirabel, Marsh, Murphy, Montgomery, Mildred, Memphis, Molly, Maverick, Maurice, Muiris, Morgen, Max, Moses, Marion, Merrill, Monroe, Melanthios, Maxwell, Matias, Melissa, Maëlle, Marlene, Meredith, Maybelle, Margaret, Maeve, Moss, Mara, Maria, Myrtle, Mona, Mark, Markus, Michael, Micheal, Michelle, Mahsa, Minoo, Mehdi, Mohammad, Matin, Morpheus, Marlowe, Monica, Marilia, Magnus, Malachi, Malachy, Maggie, Makoto, Megumi, Mio, Maemo, Maemi, Masa, Masaaki, Masashi, Michi, Midori, Michinori, Momo, Motoko

Natasha, Noelle, Noni, Neville, Nixon, Neda, Natalio, Ned, Nausicaä, Noxis, Nova, Nathen, Newt, Noah, Nash, Nox, Nathara, Nathaira, Nathair, Nyoka, Nagisa, Nathan, Nate, Nik, Nick, Naohiro, Naoko, Nara, Natsu, Naoya, Nishi, Nobuko, Nori

Olindo, Ollie, Oliver, Ophelia, Odysseus, Orion, Osono, Oxen, Onyx, Otto, Ottoline, Otitile, Ottavia, Octavio, Olivia-Marie, Oakley, Omar, Olivia, Oscar, Octavian, Octavia, Oz, Octavius, Otta, Oisin, Orson, Orlos, Osiris, Owen, Odalis, Odell, Ozuru

Penelope, Patton, Paddy, Percy, Paulie, Page, Pazu, Phoebe, Phebe, Prairie, Porter, Parlay, Pally, Piper, Parker, Payton, Phil, Paul, Philip, Pyre, Piers, Phylis, Patricia, Payne, Payneton, Pip

Quinn, Quincy, Quil, Quinley, Quinstin, Quinlan, Quillen, Quavon, Quaylon, Quensley, Qing, Qrow, Quilla, Quianna, Quita, Qiao, Quinella, Queenie, Qaylah, Qailah, Qitarah, Quenby, Qadira, Qudsiyah, Quan, Qian, Quinby, Quella

Roseline, Raul, Rahul, Rafael, Roque, Rogelio, Remmy, Rei, Rey, Ray, Robin, Ro, Reika, Rowen, Rowan, Rose, Rosie, Ralsei, Riley, Remus, Rosalyn, Rosalin, Rosaline, Renata, Ron, Rat, Ratt, Reef, Roxy, River, Reed, Rufus, Robbie, Renee, Rivia, Ross, Rex, Ruth, Rosemary, Rosabe, Rosabee, Rosabell, Rosabelle, Rosabel, Rai, Rain, Rosella, Rosalie, Rhody, Robert, Raelinn, Rebane, Ren, Rollin, Ralph, Roxanne, Rox, Roderick, Reginald, Reggie, Rio, Ryu, Ryo, Ryoji, Rinmaru

Sage, Sam, Syd, Selkie, Storig, Sal, Sirius, Summer, Susie, Scott, Sunni, Sosuke, Sophie, Satsuki, Sheeta, San, Sulley, Sully, Savannah, Sappho, Selene, Shaw, Sean, Seán, Shaun, Sawyer, Sabrina, Sebastian, Shane, Stan, Socks, Snom, Stolas, Spencer, Sammie, Stevie, Samus, Sarff, Sullivan, Seth, Susiebell, Susiebelle, Sadreddin, Shellaine, Sverre, Saoirse, Sylvania, Sanae, Silas, Sumi, Shiori, Shinzu, Sile

Toby, Tobias, Teddy, Ted, Tomas, Thomas, Tomothy, Tyche, Taiga, Tundra, Tracy, Timothy, Troy, Tatum, Tommie, Tommy, Theia, Tae, Trix, Trixy, Thanathos, Tod, Todd, Toddy, Tora, Torie, Theodore, Theo, Theophania, Talos, Thanatos, Teddy, Tomohito, Tazu, Tanjirou, Touya

Ulysses, Urijah, Uriyah, Urina, Ukiah, Ulnar, Ursula, Ulric

Virgil, Vanessa, Vito, Venacio, Vylad, Veronica, Valentina, Violet, Velma, Venus, Verna, Veld, Victoria, Victorie, Vinyl, Vincent, Vasuki, Vex, Valor, Valentine, Valerie, Valeria, Valerius, Vitoria, Vic, Victor, Vik, Vikktor, Viktor, Vick, Vicky, Vicke, Vickie, Vidya

Wynn, Willow, Warren, Wilbur, Wylie, Will, Walle, Whisp, Wade, Wendell, Wendy, Willard, Wes, Wallace, Wilber, Wyatt, Wybie, Wynnie, Wennie, Winnie, Wynnston, Wynston, Wynsten, Wiles

Xenophon, Xuan, Xio, Xori, Xanthos, Xander, Xavier

Yen, Yukio, Yae, Yoko, Yume, Yaeko, Yui, Yuzuki

Zane, Zana, Zion, Zachary, Zach, Zachariah, Zander, Ziana, Zoe, Zula, Zenix, Zenith, Zaharia, Zaria, Zack, Zakaeia, Zara, Zakaria, Zev, Zaira, Zanata

#my posts #character names #name suggestions #name ideas #name list #names #trans #transfem #transmasc #transgender #nonbinary #genderfluid #genderqueer #agender #genderflux #bigender #demigender #demiboy #demigirl #if you want names #i got em #like a fuckin fae #takin whatever names i like

[daze4all]

Stelle/Reader x Honkai Star Rail + Witch! Kafka Otome Game Fairytale AU Idea. Inspired by this:

Why is it we wish on fallen stars?

 The answer quite simply is when stars fall wishes come true of course~

So how shall you make this star fall so your wish can be granted?

High Fantasy Honkai Star Rail Fic Idea: Starfall: Wish upon a Star .

Based on the game Witch Heart, the movie Stardust, and a kinda otome game style 

With many fairytale-themed routes Reader. such as Cinderella, Beauty & The Beast:

Witch Kafka! x Fallen Star! MC! Reader

Snow Queen! Kafka x Kai!Reader (Maybe Greta somone?)

Rapunzel! Reader x Prince! Gepard,

Little Mermaid! Reader x Prince! Dan Heng/Feng,

Little Red Red Riding hood Reader x Werewolf! Jing Yuan

Evil Queen! Kafka x Seven Dwarves (all Guys) x MC Huntsman Blade x Reader

More Detailed Ideas

Fallen Star! Stelle x Yandere!Witch!Kafka: Kafka saves fallen star! Stelle intends to take Stelle’s star heart to make a wish. Still, Stelle must fall in love for the wish to be granted so ​Witch!Kaf​ka resets ​Elio's Script in different fairytale iterations but Stelle keeps falling for other Honkai Star Rail characters who also have their wishes to be granted.... 

She is the one constant of this curse she cast, the one familiarity as over and over again she resets Elio's script until you love her back and give her your heart.

 “So, why not fall into my arms and into the spider's web and surrender yourself to me?” Witch! Kafka purrs enticingly

Or you could escape the spider web and find love yourself but are the options any better in this dark twisted fairytale version?

Rapunzel!Stelle X White Knight! Gepard- Classic guy saves girl with Tangled twist. Gepard falls in love and wishes to see her again and save Stelle who while sheltered & naive due to Yandere! Mommy! Kafka's misinformation is armed with a frying pan. Tangled! Stelle wants to find her family and Gepard takes her on this adventure...or gets caught by Witch! Kafka maybe white knight to dark Knight twist if it takes the traditional tale gone wrong Yandere route

Kafka resets the story takes Stelle and hides in the red riding hood cabin in the woods…

2. Yandere!Werewolf!Jing Yuan x Red Riding Hood! Reader: Werewolf jing yuan his pack was killed by hunters and Red Riding Hood Star Stelle may grant his wish to have his pack back... 

7. Little Mermaid: Reader x Dan Heng/ Dan Feng Double personality

Ursula! Kafka x Mermaid Reader

Next, she is sea witch who seeing the pattern of your heart falling to everyone nut here decides to give you a taste of your own medicines.

Yes, love the prince but Witch Kafka be there to seduce and steal him away so when little mermaid you falls into the sea in tears falling apart into bubbles she’ll be there to catch you and put you back together.

Prince in this version may be Blade as only one see him swayed by Kafka Or Prince! Dan Heng/feng since water dragon palace by the sea theme but he’d refuse her.

Dan Feng./ Heng may be dealing with double personalities.

March as the 'Sebastion who tries to match make and get MC!Reader and Dan Heng together by singing Just Kiss the girl during the secluded lake boat scene~

Prince Dan! Heng saves you classic Prince Eric style aka drives boat into the sea witch.

Do you think I’d really die when I remake this world time and time again?- Witch! Kafka

8. Beauty & the Beast: Beast!Blade

This time be the beast that drives her into my arms~ Kafka tells Blde as she resets the story to beauty and the beast.

8. Snow White and the Seven Dwarves

“Hearts are fickle who shall you fall for next and give your wishing heart too?  Much better to have it boxed up and delivered to me permanently so you can never leave~"

"Hunstman Blade bring me her heart in box" Evil Queen! Kafka orders

Huntsman! Blade x Stelle

Who from past romantic encounters may show mercy despite memory muddled or altered by Witch! Kafka

“ Run hide in the forest” Blade says when he catches Reader returning instead with another heart to trick Evil Queen! Kafka.

Prince Gepard- from tangled come back to find you> maybe white knight turned dark knight twisted as beej long time and hurt watch you get with other men past drabbles idk.

Afterword

“Finally, I found you do you remember me? Don’t worry I’ll make you remember our love”

Say if a star were to fall what would you do for a wish?

Don’t you know love can make wishes come true but so too can sacrifice.

The secret to granting your wish is to steal the heart of a fallen star.

I’ll turn the pages of story and rewrite the script as any time until I have the stars heart.

I wish freedom from the madness in my mind.

I wish to end this immortal existence.

I wish for my family to be back.

I wish to see you again.

I wish for this story to go on and never end.

#male yandere x reader #yandere imagines #honkai star rail x reader #hsr jing yuan #honkai star rail imagines #male yandere #kafka honkai star rail #yandere kafka #yandere blade #yandere dan heng #yandere gepard #yandere honkai star rail #dan heng #hsr blade #yandere jing yuan #Youtube

[theemissuniverse]

So I love Mortal Kombat. Don’t get me wrong but I don’t want just my page to be about it and I want my page to get as many followers as I can.

So here are my other fandoms and characters I write for it. You can request them! Also I’m gonna be still writing for mainly Mortal Kombat so don’t go crazy. I just want to have some variety.

These are the only videogames I can think of off the top of my head. If someone wants to suggest a videogame, I’ll see if I ever played it/watched playthroughs and see if I’ll do it

At the moment - I am only doing videogames.

THE WALKING DEAD GAME

Lee Everett, Javier Garcia

UNTIL DAWN

Michael Munroe, Emily Davis, Samantha Giddings, Matthew Taylor, Jessica Riley, and Josh Washington.

BORDERLANDS/TFTBL

Rhys Strongfork, Handsome Jack, August (Tftbl).

GRAND THEFT AUTO

Franklin Clinton, Lamar Davis, Trevor Phillips (you gotta catch me on a good day for me to do Trevor lmao)

INFAMOUS

Cole Macgrath

THE LAST OF US

Joel Miller

UNCHARTED SERIES

Nathan Drake, Chloe Frazer

THE QUARRY

Laura Kearney, Max Brinly, Abigail Blyg, Kaitlyn Ka, Nicholas Furcillo, Ryan Erzahler.

HOUSE OF ASHES

Jason Kolchek, Eric King, Nick Kay

#twdg #javier garcia #lee everett #the walking dead game #borderlands #borderlands 2 #rhys strongfork #handsome jack #until dawn #michael munroe #samantha giddings #gta #franklin clinton #infamous #cole macgrath #the last of us #nathan drake #the quarry #house of ashes #ryan erzahler #joel miller #matthew taylor #jason kolchek #chloe frazer #lamar davis #josh washington #trevor philips #nicholas furcillo #eric king #emily davis

[kira-the-whump-enthusiast]

Day 3 - Stitches and Bandages

Synopsis: Couple months into Isaac's captivity, his pride is like gone lol. Submits himself to vivisection in order to keep his blanket :)

Content: Vivisection, gore, I'm gonna say it again there is vivisection and gore, immortal whumpee, whumper turned whumpee but it doesn't really come up here, a lot of invasive feeling stuff this is vivisection after all, blindfolded guy, broken whumpee

Tagging: @whump-in-the-closet @dismemberment-on-a-tuesday-night @eric-the-bmo @befuddled-calico-whump

—

The blindfold was a mercy, he supposed.

It didn’t feel like one. If he didn’t want to look, he would have closed his eyes—but now, he didn’t even get that choice.

Isaac had never thought that there was anything more terrifying than the darkness and the silence, but he had a sinking feeling that he was going to be proven very, very wrong.

He struggled against the ropes binding him to the table but made no attempts to beg for release. Because he chose this. Maybe this was a fool’s choice, but he couldn’t pass up the chance to earn back his only source of comfort.

Kasumi promised him that she’d give him the blanket back after this, and it was all Isaac could hope for that she’d keep it.

“Hmm. I’ve never done this before,” Kasumi remarked, a laugh at the edge of her words.

Isaac swallowed nervously. The pit in his stomach only got deeper.

He wasn’t prepared for the first slice across his torso, and he would never be. The cold scalpel glided across his chest, cutting through skin and emaciated muscle.

Sharp fingernails dug into the incisions. His panic rose, his heartbeat like a beating drum. He felt the tearing of flesh and then a sudden cold. It was getting hard to breathe.

He tried his best to not scream.

His best was a whimper, let out between choked gasps and incoherent pleas.

A finger lightly traced one of his broken ribs, barely felt but still horrific. He was frozen in the grip of fear, save for the tremors that racked him. This shouldn't be happening. This shouldn't be happening— Why was this happening?

“God, that’s fucked,” Kasumi murmured, awe in her every word.

Isaac could hear her smile and her glee.

A knife ran over his empty, aching stomach. He felt what was left of his chest tighten, every muscle tensing. Don't, don't don't please—

Kasumi hummed as she dragged the scalpel down to his intestines, leaving a long, shallow cut in her wake. Isaac was hyperventilating now, lungs rising and falling rapidly.

"You're awfully quiet now, aren't you?" she teased. She lifted the scalpel, and for a moment, Isaac could almost breathe.

It came down in his liver.

The pain was sharp and instant, a burst of agony that stole his breath as he coughed and hacked for air. He spasmed on the table, trying to get away, even when he logically knew it was useless.

Kasumi laughed a mirthless laugh and pulled out the blade. Somehow it made Isaac feel worse, head spinning and bright colors flashing behind his eyes, joining the tears.

"That," she remarked, "was nothing." The scalpel pressed down on his lungs, not enough to leave an incision but enough to make Isaac freeze in terror.

She pushed the blade down, ripping through flesh and tissue, and Isaac screamed with all the breath he had left. "This? This is only the beginning."

—

It felt like hours. How long had it been? No, it didn't matter. Agony had a way of blending time together, and Isaac couldn't say if it's been 3 hours or 3 days.

He could barely breathe, and his head pounded in rhythm with his rapidly-beating heart. His viscera was alight with pain, and he wanted to beg for it to stop but he couldn't gather the breath to form the words.

Kasumi was saying something, but he couldn't really hear her. He needed to listen.

He couldn't. It hurt too much.

Something sharp lodged itself in his abdomen—he couldn't tell exactly where, because everything hurt the same. It felt…different from the scalpel, but maybe his nerves were just fried.

It didn't leave, though.

Not even as Kasumi folded his chest back together and started to stitch up the incisions.

Tiny little pinpricks making their way up his torso.

He tensed and shuddered at the constant, tiny bits of pain, the way the needle dug into his skin and pulled it together. It set his nerves alight, and he needed to get away but he couldn't, he was trapped here. Trapped, with no real way to escape.

He sobbed quietly in between gasps for air as she roughly sewed his wounds shut.

Then the ropes loosened, falling to the floor with a quiet thud.

Isaac got to savor the freedom for a moment before hands shoved him off the table. With a cry, he crashed onto the floor. The sharp thing still embedded inside him jolted, and he screamed, mind going blank and vision turning from black to white.

When the throbbing started to fade and the tear-stained blindfold came back into view, he curled in on himself, careful to not injure himself again.

He heard the door open with a creak, and Kasumi's footsteps as she walked away. The tangled knot inside of him seemed to loosen with every step she took away from him.

Though she returned as quickly as she came, and Isaac panicked, wondering if he did something wrong—

But no. She draped a thin, bloodstained blanket over him, and Isaac clutched it tightly, not wanting to let go.

Worth it. Was it worth it?

It had to be worth it.

Kasumi tapped her foot impatiently. "Well?"

Isaac hesitated. "…Thank you," he muttered, voice stiff from resentment and disuse.

"There." She reached down and pulled the blindfold off of him, and Isaac shut his eyes tightly as the bright fluorescent lights of the cell came into view.

"And by the way," she ordered, "I expect you to clean this up once you wake up."

She walked out of the cell, leaving Isaac with only silence, pain, and the smallest bit of warmth to mull over.

—

AN: Ahahahaha and this is only the first part :D

I love being evil to Isaac. and posting writings with absolutely none of the proper context. Look if you read this and you're like "what? how did we get here?" you can message me. I can infodump or summarize the possibly missing context as you please <2

#whump #whump writing #vivisection #immortal whump #immortal whumpee #gore #tw gore #broken whumpee #I don't like the term but like. that's the popular one and I'd like for people to find this #wij23day3 #whumpmasinjuly2023 #oc isaac #oc kasumi #my ocs <2 #my writing #kasumi is in her girlboss era #shes sooooo #also isaac is so fun to torment :D ahahahahaha

[corbenic]

The Ultimate List of French Fashion Brands: Part One

in honor of @cambridgemadness

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Alaïa; women's, shoes, bags, accessories

Agnès B.; men's, women's, children's, accessories

American Vintage; men's, women's, children's, bags, accessories

Ami; men's, women's, bags, accessories

An'ge; women's

Anne Fontaine; women's, shoes, bags, accessories

A.P.C. (Atelier de Production et Création); men's, women's, unisex

Armor-Lux; men's, women's, children's

Balmain; men's, women's, children's, shoes, bags, accessories

Balzac; women's, children's, shoes, bags, accessories

Ba&Sh; women's, shoes, bags, accessories

Berluti; men's, shoes, bags, accessories

Carven; women's, shoes, bags, accessories

Catherine Walker (British-based; born in France); women's, accessories

Celine; men's, women's, shoes, bags, accessories, fine jewelry

Chanel; women's, shoes, bags, accessories, makeup, fine jewelry

Charvet; men's, women's, accessories

Chloé and See by Chloé; women's, children's, shoes, bags, accessories

Claudie Pierlot; women's, shoes, bags, accessories

Dior; men's, women's, shoes, bags, accessories, makeup, fine jewelry

Eric Bompard; men's, women's, accessories

Façonnable; men's, shoes, bags, accessories

Figaret; men's, women's

Fursac; men's, shoes, bags, accessories

Gaâla; women's, bags, accessories

Gerard Darel; women's, shoes, bags, accessories

Givenchy; men's, women's, shoes, bags, accessories, makeup

Hermès; men's, women's, shoes, bags, accessories, makeup, fine jewelry

Hervé Legér; women's

IRO; men's, women's, shoes, bags, accessories

Isabel Marant and Isabel Marant Étoile; men's, women's, shoes, bags, accessories

Jacquemus; men's, women's, shoes, bags, acessories

Jardin des Orangers; women's

KENZO; men's, women's, shoes, bags, accessories

Lacoste; men's, women's, children's, shoes, bags, accessories

Lanvin; men's, women's, children's; shoes, bags, accessories

La Redoute; men's, women's, children's, shoes

L'Autre Chose; women's, shoes

Louis Vuitton; men's, women's, shoes, bags, accessories

Loulou Studio; women's

Maison Kitsuné; men's, women's, shoes, bags, accessories

Maison Margiela; men's, women's, shoes, bags, accessories

Maje; women's, shoes, bags, accessories

Marie Marot; women's

Mes Demoiselles; women's

Officine Générale; men's, women's, shoes, accessories

Paule Ka; women's, shoes, bags

Rochas; women's (Farfetch has the best ready-to-wear selection)

Roland Mouret (British-based; born in France); women's

Rouje; women's, shoes, bags, accessories, makeup

Saint James; men's, women's, children's, accessories

Saint Laurent; men's, women's, shoes, bags, accessories, makeup

Sandro; men's, women's, shoes, bags, accessories

Schiaparelli; women's, bags, accessories

Sézane; men's, women's, shoes, bags, accessories

Soi; women's

Tara Jarmon; women's, accessories

The Frankie Shop; men's, women's, shoes, accessories

The Kooples; men's, women's, bags

Tricot; men's, women's

Weill; women's, accessories

Zadig & Voltaire; men's, women's, shoes, bags, accessories

Zilli; men's, shoes, accessories

#sunglassesnovel #fashion #french fashion #this took forever to assemble and i know i still missed things!

[best-supermassive-character]

Pairs from Round 1:

1. ‌The Curator x Dr. Hill – Nick Kay x Salim Othman x Jason Kolchek – Jacob Custos x Nick Furcillo

2. ‌Fliss DuBois x Julia – Laura Kearney x Hannah Washington – Kate Wilder x Julia

3. ‌Hannah Washington x Jessica Riley – Matt Taylor x Ashley Brown – Salim Othman x Dar Basri

4. ‌John x Angela – Conrad x Jacob Custos – Kate Wilder x Jamie Tiergan

5. ‌Mike Munroe x Jessica Riley – Conrad x Beer x Rachel King – Conrad x Fliss DuBois

6. ‌Daniel x Taylor – Hannah Washington x Emily Davis – Nathan Merwin x Joey Gomez

7. ‌Charlie Anderson x Hodgson expedition – Rachel King x Clarice Stokes – Nick Kay x Salim Othman

8. ‌Jeff Whitman x Marie Whitman – Emily Davis x Ashley Brown – Revenant Carver x Judge Wyman

9. ‌Abraham Alastor x Tabitha Milton – Alex Smith x Julia – Nick Kay x Rachel King

10. ‌Kurum x Balathu – Lady Bradshaw x Ellis van Huyten – Hannah Washington x Ashley Brown

11. ‌Emma Mountebank x Kaitlyn Ka – Eric King x Nick Kay – Eric King x Nick Kay x Rachel King

12. ‌Beth Washington x Emily Davis – Beth Washington x Sam Giddings

13. ‌Jason Kolchek x Salim Othman – Erin Keenan x Rachel King

14. ‌Mike Munroe x Jessica Riley x Emily Davis – Conrad x Brad Smith

15. ‌Granthem Du'Met x Kate Wilder – Granthem Du'Met x Jamie Tiergan

16. ‌Mark Nestor x Kate Wilder x Jamie Tiergan x Erin Keenan – Adam Jones x Jonathan Finn

17. ‌Emily Davis x Jessica Riley – Kate Wilder x Erin Keenan

18. ‌Joseph Lambert x Amy Lambert – Mark Nestor x Kate Wilder

19. ‌Joe Roberts x Charlie Anderson – Tanya Clarke x Vince Barnes

20. ‌Danny x Olson – Ashley Brown x Chris Hartley x Josh Washington

21. ‌Emily Davis x Sam Giddings – The Curator x Player

22. ‌Dylan Lenivy x Chainsaw – Tabitha Milton x Taylor

23. ‌Brad Smith x Fliss DuBois – Emma Mountebank x Abigail Blyg

24. ‌Beth Washington x Laura Kearney – Conrad x Brad Smith x Fliss DuBois

25. ‌Kaitlyn Ka x Ryan Erzahler x Dylan Lenivy – Jamie Tiergan x Erin Keenan

26. ‌Laura Kearney x Kaitlyn Ka – Granthem Du'Met x Erin Keenan

27. ‌Laura Kearney x Max Brinly – Sam Giddings x Jessica Riley

28. ‌Conrad x Josh Washington – Emma Mountebank x Kaylee Hackett

29. ‌Matt Taylor x Jessica Riley – Brad Smith x Dylan Lenivy

30. ‌Rachel King x The Ancient One – Dar Basri x Eric King

31. ‌Ashley Brown x Jessica Riley – Kate Wilder x Erin Keenan x Jamie Tiergan

32. ‌Chris Hartley x Ashley Brown – Ryan Erzahler x Dylan Lenivy

33. ‌Kate Wilder x The Curator – Becky Marney x Felicity Graves

34. ‌Sam Giddings x Hannah Washington – Nick Furcillo x Abigail Blyg

35. ‌Josh Washington x Chris Hartley – Laura Kearney x Travis Hackett

36. ‌Max Brinly x Laura Kearney x Travis Hackett – Nick Kay x Jason Kolchek

37. ‌Josh Washington x Jessica Riley – Kate Wilder x Shelby

38. Fliss DuBois x Julia - Mark Nestor x Joseph Morello 39. Emily Davis x Ashley Brown - Kate Wilder x Michelle Morello

#smg pairing tournament #supermassive games tournament #tournament #house of ashes #little hope #man of medan #the devil in me #the quarry #until dawn #the dark pictures #the dark pictures anthology #not a poll

[supermassive-games]

Supermassive Games Birthday Masterlist:

(Will update if we get more because we're still missing a handful)

Birthdays with + beside them signify the birthday was given in the game, all the rest were given by Supermassive Games on Instagram/Twitter!

January 6 - Fliss Dubois

January 20 - Max Brinly

January 23 - Chris Hackett

February 18 - Brad Smith

February 23 - Laura Kearney

March 15 - Kate Wilder+

April 25 - Emma Mountebank

April 28 - Erin Keenan+

May 1 - Salim Othman

May 13 - Julia

June 29 - Mark Nestor+

July 2 - Nick Furcillo

July 7 - Travis Hackett+

July 19 - Dylan Lenivy

July 22 - Jason Kolchek

July 28 - Eric King

August 1 - Conrad

August 7 - Jamie Tiergan+

August 15 - Abigail Blyg

August 23 - Rachel King

August 25 - Jedediah Hackett

September 20 - Jacob Custos

September 26 - Charlie Lonnitt+

October 23 - Nick Kay

December 5 - Ryan Erzahler

December 8 - Kaitlyn Ka

#supermassive games #birthdays

[noeliabloguje]

Grudzień w tym roku, to dla mnie dużo rozmyślania, o tym, co zrobić po świętach. Kolejny związek na odległość odpada, więc albo kończe i wracam, albo wracam, zamykam swoje sprawy i przenoszę się tutaj. Eric oczywiście cały czas mówi, że mam wrócić tylko po swoje rzeczy, bo on już zrobił mi miejsce w garderobie 🥹 Słodki jest. Ale to jest nieco bardziej skomplikowane. Musze złożyć wypowiedzenie w pracy, spakować swoje rzeczy - na szczęście ostatnio pomieszkiwałam u rodziców, więc nie będzie zamieszania z mieszkaniem. Jeszcze trochę czasu mam do namysłu, planowałam wrócić po świętach o chyba tak zrobię, ale z jakim zakończeniem, to się okaże ;)

Siostra zrobiła mi pazy. Świąteczne już. Nie jest specjalistką, pracuje w zupełnie innym zawodzie, a pazy robi sobie i mi, jak przylece. Dla mnie bomba, robi ładniej, niż niejeden profesjonalista/ka.

#święta