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vampnyx · 1 year

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Aleric

Race: Vampire

Occupation: Monster hunter

Personality: excitable, overly friendly, easily flustered, dumb, clearly out of touch with his humanity, troublemaker, edgy, apathetic but always needs to state his opinion (that he does not care), hedonist, extrovert

Family: Left his family at a young age. He didn’t keep in touch, and they have since all passed. He had a younger sister so there’s probably descendants running around somewhere but he has no interest in finding them. Despite hating his parents, he speaks fondly of his sister on the rare occasion she comes up.

Background: When he left home, he got lost in the vices of the city. He enjoyed gambling and was a regular at an unlicensed gang-owned casino. After an unlucky night where his wallet ran dry one too many times, he was turned into a vampire and made to hunt other monsters. He still does this although his debt is for the most part paid, monster hunting is very lucrative and he’s bloodthirsty enough to enjoy it.

Likes: sweets, getting in a good fight, going to concerts/festivals, really anything chaotic, stealing from corporations for sport, fresh blood, being antagonistic

Dislikes: bitter things, getting caught, peaceful resolutions, when people mess with his stuff, gambling (although he used to love it, getting turned into a vampire kinda ruined it for him)

Strengths: strong and agile, will stop at nothing to protect what he loves, has a good heart despite a hard life

Weaknesses: keeps everyone at an arm’s length, likes to get into fights, doesn’t really give a shit about how he comes off/what he says

Beliefs/Morals: morally corrupt, doesn’t really care for humans since none have ever really been nice to him other than his sister. Doesn’t have much sympathy for other monsters either.

Appearance: tan skin, very light blue hair. Short king (smallest of the four), messy in a general sense. Loves showing off his body

Style: e-boy mixed with punk style. Most of his clothes have rips and holes but Rafiq made him get one “nice” outfit just in case (it’s not very nice there’s just no holes in that one)

Distinguishing marks: lots of piercings, tattoos. Scar going through his lip, cut in his ear

Habits: smoking blood cigarettes, disappearing for days on a job without saying anything, steals every time he goes to a store (but he does not steal personal items), being loud (talking to himself/singing around the house)

Favorites [music, movies, foods, etc.]: any sweet food but has a preference for berries drenched in chocolate, action & horror movies (especially violent ones), loves rock music or anything catchy so he can sing it loudly, loves card games

Hobbies: always carries a deck of cards to play solitaire when he’s alone or a game with a group. Also carries dice around for the same reason (will occasionally distract his prey with a game of chance). He’s an extrovert so he’ll always be hanging out in group spaces when he’s not busy

Cardinal Sin: greed, gluttony

#oc aleric #should probably name the story soon hmm #almost forgot to add his scars rushed in at the last minute lmao #my brain said make that vampire a fuckboy #and they were housemates...#my art

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0vvl404 · 1 month

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Обожаю клянчить себе в скетчбук рисунки-автографы

И оставлять их в чужих тоже люблю

Это будто бы

"Хей, в этой необъятной вселенной нам всё же повезло оказаться в одном месте в одно время"

#my art #star wars #star wars oc #art #til aler

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dead-anded · 1 year

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Крупная часть референса этой вампирской детины готова.

@ratsyr возьми на заметку потом. Надеюсь, мы доживём до трейда.

#the witcher #the witcher oc #oc: alered #higher vampire

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aria0fgold · 2 months

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Also I made an entirely new name for my OC Satan cuz I can't find the one I had chosen for him initially and I was like: Okay, there HAS to be a reason why his nickname is Zoe. So I backtracked a bit and found out it's cuz I took Alerik's name, and flipped it. (Which is counting backwards with the letters. So starting by Z and counting which letter is the same number as L which turned out to be O). And like honestly... She kinda smart (referring to myself from months ago).

Kinda, cuz I think I only did that for the Zo part of the name and tried to look for an already existing name with Zo which was like, gurl why? So now I decided to continue on with that theme and got Zovira (changed the last letter cuz if I kept going there it'll turn to Zovirp and like... it'd be a lil too silly of a name for him, I can't--)

#aria rants #gonna be referring to him as zoe startin now cuz he'll def prefer that name. its cuz of Reasons that he got named satan #by the majority of the ppl and like hes neutral to that name and still uses it publicly but privately he prefers zoe and so far #only the closest ppl knows bout that name of his so like-- also like lorewise theres a reason why it has to be alerik's name #its cuz he was originally made to be a being greater than alerik so his birthname is adalric (which is another form of aleric)#aleric with a c. cuz thats how its normally spelled. i changed c to k for my oc so it looks different to alec (it looks very identical)#so yea its like-- alerik and zoe are two sides of the same coin and beings that was supposedly the same yet turned opposite #which ngl thinkin bout it now reflects on the way i just made zoe's new name. also the fact that the last letter got changed #like how i changed the one on alerik's and like if i think bout it deeper its also like a beginning to the end thing (z and a)#but reversed so its like ending to beginning which if applied with his story FITS SO WELL WTF I COOKED????#i accidentally just connected the dots in his lore i didnt think of that... didn't think that far when i did that...#ariaoc

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thedudet0 · 2 years

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Sheeeshh

Improving my art is totally intertaining !

Well... I really need to get better at backgrounds,shading and lighting 😅

#AlwayTale #Aler sans #Oc #Digital art #yipeee

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moonstonefixates · 8 months

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Aleric the Wizard & Werewolf

#dnd oc art #dnd oc #aleric #my art #sketch #my ocs #oc art #monochrome

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flatasskellypricesimz · 9 months

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my favorite oc at the moment

cc creators used: @whoopssim @decvyed @necromancerltd @bergdorfverse @seoulsoul-sims @cocogamess @runnerup-montbeau @aler-ii

#sims 4 #sims #black simblr #my sims #urban sims #sims 4 lookbook #sims lookbook #urban simblr #simblr #black sims #simblr lookbook #tumblr quality like bro #sims 4 screenshots #the sims 4 #the sims lookbook #lookbook for sims #sims render #sims blender

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wildmelon · 2 years

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marigold 🌼🎧📰🦓

i really love how this turned out 🥺 she’s been one of my fave sims/ocs for 2+ years now (this post from 2020 🤦‍♀️💀) so i’m happy to do her spellcasting self justice 🪄 cc is linked below

thanks to creators as always @candysims4 @jellymoo @uh0htaj @nany-design @aler-ii @aharris00britney @greenllamas @b0t0xbrat @faerunsims @evellsims @dogsill @pyxalicious @simstefani @cinnamon-sims @charonlee u are literally why i like this game lol

1. hair / headphones / top / gloves / acc bag / pants / shoes

2. hat / hair / top / skirt / shoes

3. hat / hair / top (tsr) / acc bag / skirt / shoes

4. hair / top and pants / gloves / purse / shoes

5. hair / top / skirt / purse / legwarmers / shoes

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boobpancakes · 9 months

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STRICTLY BUSINESS ft. my OC Kerry and @aler-ii's delicious new hair

#the sims 4 #ts4 #ts4 cas #my sims #my ocs #oc kerry

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nyxronomicon · 1 year

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Oh Rafiq has double barrels?? 👀 👀 👀 I also think you should make a list of roommates and their measurements… oh and who would be willing to help me do laundry??? Inspired by your recent reblogs. 👀

-double dick anon

I'll have to come up with something interesting about Aleric's cock bc vampires don't really have a monster form, but I do love the idea that vampire bites are like a strong aphrodisiac to humans so maybe that's enough? (idk monster penises are fun though. i'll think about it)

anyway. thank you for giving me a great first hcs for ATWH...

And They Were Housemates... "helping" with laundry

Lycaon

Honestly, he’s not great at doing laundry to begin with. Back in his day you had to wash everything by hand so the whole washing machine thing is new to him

Once you show him how to use it though, he’s really proud of himself for Learning A Technology and he wants to help out more often!

He offers to do your laundry and yours alone

He’s not paying much attention. Just kind of grabbing something and tossing it in like you showed him.

When he reaches your unmentionables he just stops dead in his tracks and stares at the laundry basket. He’ll avoid touching them until they’re the last things in there.

He’s blushing. Let’s not even talk about what he’d do if someone walked in right now (he’d panic)

Finally, he quickly throws as many as he can in at once. He missed one, of course. It really took a lot of mental preparation for him to do that to begin with and now there’s one more??

He pulls out the last pair of underwear and holds it as far away from himself as possible, but he can’t help being a little curious. No one really comes down here anyway…

They’re much more revealing than he expected… he pictures them on you and his face instantly turns red… He quickly tosses them in with the others, paranoid someone might show up (as if they can read his dirty thoughts?)

Regardless, he can’t get the image of you wearing those out of his mind…

If you let him do your laundry again, he’ll look a little closer. He really respects boundaries (because he has such rigid boundaries himself) so he’ll never steal them, but there would definitely be a point at which he’d give them a little sniff…

Rafiq

Rafiq was throwing in a load of laundry- as a gardener, he needs to wash his clothes pretty frequently.

He asked if you had anything (because he’s a gentleman? Maybe. To see your underwear? probably.)

As he’s going through your basket, he finally reaches your underwear. He inspects each pair you’ve trusted him with, although since he wants you to let him do this again, he’s not going to take any (yet)

He’ll return your laundry, folded and neat (including your underwear)

He’s definitely going to comment on them. Depending on the style of undies you wear, he might say “Frilly little things” “Very practical” or (depending on the nature of your relationship) how they probably look better with you in them…

If you let him continue to do your laundry, you might notice a pair or two go missing every once in a while. They always turn up again after a week or two though.

Rafiq is very discreet about it. He finds the pair thickest with your scent and slips it into his pocket, returning to the greenhouse as casually as possible so he can experience them fully…

He loves your scent. But more than that, he loves picturing them hugging your cute ass… tight on your sex… and now he’s rubbing them against both his cocks thinking about how you’ll innocently put these on after he’s washed and returned them

The first time, they’re absolutely soaked in cum. Then, he makes a point to always have a pair on hand for this exact purpose. He cycles them out because what’s hottest to him is thinking about you wearing something so defiled by his seed…

There’s definitely a point where he will have cum all over every pair you own, then washed and returned them to your collection.

A human wouldn’t notice, but even after getting washed they can be heavy with his scent. It’s his way of getting a little possessive

Diaval

Diaval is also doing laundry frequently. Working in the shop means he’s gotta wash his coveralls weekly.

He’s happy to do you the favor of adding some of your things in.

Honestly, he doesn’t think twice about it until he reaches into your basket and pulls out a pair of underwear.

He grins. Looks around, listens carefully. If no one’s around, he’ll inspect them closer.

He’s definitely going to smell them.

At this point he’s more curious than anything. He’ll do this to every pair in the basket until he reaches the last.

Of course, he wants you to continue to trust him to do laundry so he doesn’t take any, but he’s really tempted by a particularly cute pair that he’s loving picturing you in.

That image remains in his mind for a couple of weeks until you ask him to do your laundry again.

At this point, he’s obsessed with this pair. He’s been masturbating thinking about you in them. When he finds them in the basket again, he smells them deeply and shoves them in his pocket.

Those are his little treat now, sorry

He doesn’t cum into them at first, he just takes in your scent as he touches himself. Eventually, he can’t resist and rubs them on his hard cock and he can’t go back. He cums in these a truly obscene amount

It’s been long enough that he couldn’t possibly return them, so he just washes them with his clothes and uses them to masturbate religiously. They barely even smell like you anymore but he won’t dare take another pair.

Aleric

When you asked him to do your laundry, this man immediately thought about your underwear.

Part of him wanted to request you don’t include them, but he didn’t want to seem like a pervert by bringing it up at all.

This guy doesn’t touch his laundry. He just pours it into the machine and hits go. So after dumping your clothes in, he noticed on the very top was, you guessed it, a pair of your undies.

He stares at them a truly stupid amount of time. He wants to pick them up. Touch them. Smell them. He can almost smell them from here, if he focuses enough.

Literally. He’s just looking. Staring at the top of the pile.

Like for a really long amount of time. A third bullet point about it amount of time.

A text message breaks him out of whatever trance he was in, not realizing the half-chub in his pants, just from seeing your underwear.

He glances at his phone, you sent him a cute thank you for doing your laundry and his cock throbs.

He can’t stop himself now. You were basically asking him to take a little gift for himself, right? He pockets the underwear and starts the laundry, rushing to his room to take care of himself

As he rubs them on his cock, he’s picturing how he would slide them aside to enter you, humping his fist desperately like it’s you.

Immediately after he cums all over them he’s incredibly embarrassed. He’s even more embarrassed that not even 10 minutes has passed, so he can just add them back into the laundry like nothing happened.

He might “accidentally” run an extra cycle to make sure you never find out…

It’s highly likely he’ll do it again, though

#i saw an image the other day that was just zhongli cock studies. just several images of his dick. anyway that's what i might do for ATWH #except it's just one image of each of their dicks lmao. maybe two if their monster form is significantly different #and they were housemates...#ATWH... hcs #oc diaval #oc lycaon #oc aleric #oc rafiq #double dick anon

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vampnyx · 1 year

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The Tour

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You sat in Rafiq’s car - it was a bit old but it seemed to run well. It was evening, and just a sliver of moon shone through the clouds in the dusk. “Thank you for accommodating our schedule, by the way.” Since one of the roommates was a vampire, they requested you come at night so you could meet him along with the others.

“Oh, no problem.” You fidgeted, as if that would keep your nerves from creeping up the back of your head. It had been a long time since you’d met anyone new.

“They’re looking forward to meeting you.” He chuckled as you pulled up to the mansion. It was dark and dreary, like something out of a horror movie.

“Is… is this it?” You looked out the window at the house as he parked. You felt far removed from civilization. The trees rustled in the breeze and there was a faint smell of moss in the air.

“What, you didn’t expect a monster mansion to be creepy as hell?” Rafiq grinned at you, turning the ignition off. “You can thank the landlord for that. He loves to keep the place uninviting.” He opened the car door and got out and you followed his lead, shuffling behind him on a path that led behind the house.

You entered a beautiful garden where you could see a man in the distance tending to one of the plants. As you approached him, you could see ears and a tail on his otherwise human-looking form. It reminded you of the time you saw Ember’s wife change.

“Not to point out the obvious, but this is the garden.” Rafiq smiled and turned to you as he now stood next to the other man. “And this is Lycaon.” He turned to his friend who now stood, directing his attention to you. He seemed very polite as he bowed his head slightly towards you.

“Pleasure to meet you,” He spoke calmly. He was dressed like he belonged in a period film, the heartthrob love interest of some entitled aristocrat. Except for his hair, which was in a messy bun on the back of his head.

“You’re not busy, right?” Rafiq asked him.

“Why?” It seemed more like a rhetorical question in Lycaon’s tone. He knew what was coming.

“You’ve known me for a quarter century and you can’t guess?” Rafiq tilted his head innocently. Lycaon sighed.

“And let you get away with slithering back to the greenhouse?” He raised an eyebrow skeptically.

“Such rude language, just because I’m a naga.” Rafiq pouted playfully. “I’ve got a date to get ready for, you know. Plus, you have the most experience with humans. I think you should give the tour.”

“I’ve barely seen a human in 30 years, how does that qualify me?” Lycaon hissed, putting his hands on his hips.

“You own the place,” Rafiq shrugged and directed his attention back at you. “I’m leaving you in good hands. Don’t worry, he’s a cinnamon roll once you get to know him.” Rafiq patted his shoulder twice before waltzing to the greenhouse. “Thank you, Ly~”

“Wait, Rafiq-” Lycaon was too late, as the naga vanished into the greenhouse. He sighed and looked at you. “That’s where he stays. He likes to bask in the sun more than anyone should.” Lycaon put his gardening tools into a bucket and led you to a shed. “So you’re the fool he brought to this den of monsters.”

“Fool? That’s not very fair.” You responded. “I don’t have a lot of options.”

“Let me guess. He offered free rent.” Lycaon put away his tools and washed his hands over a hose coming out the side of the shed.

“Well, yes, but…” You hesitated, realizing that ultimately you were here because you were curious.

“But what? We’re strangers. Monsters.” Lycaon’s gaze was intense. Nerves threatened to creep back into you, but you took a deep breath and did your best to calm your mind.

“Maybe you aren’t the monsters you think you are.” Even though you didn’t even know all of them yet, Lycaon and Rafiq just seemed like regular, everyday normal guys to you. Lycaon’s gaze softened and there was a brief lull in conversation that allowed you to hear the sounds of nature.

“This is serious.” Lycaon sighed. In the dim light of the moon, you could see his ears twitch and his tail sway. “Each of us could kill you, easily.”

“I don’t really get that vibe.” You shrugged. Lycaon stared at you, with no clue what that even meant.

“Vibe? What does that mean?” He tilted his head. If his mannerisms and clothing weren’t enough, it’s abundantly clear to you now that this guy isn’t really living in this century.

“It’s like… an aura? … a feeling?” You were at a loss for words, thinking this should be common knowledge.

“So you get good… vibes from us?” The way he emphasized vibes sounded like the question was more related to his grammatical use.

“Yeah, you and Rafiq.” You nodded. “I mean, I haven’t really seen the place yet though.” As Rafiq said earlier, it did look better from the back. The landscaping was immaculate and there seemed to be a fresh coat of paint on the house that the front was lacking.

Lycaon was glad you seemed distracted by the house for a moment. Hearing that you thought he had good vibes made his tail sway with happiness. You probably wouldn’t pay much mind to it, but if Rafiq was watching from the greenhouse (like Lycaon knew he would be), he’d know instantly how much that simple statement improved his mood.

Truth be told, Lycaon was curious about you, too. It had been so long since he’d even been around a human.

“Right. The tour. Let’s go.” He nodded his head, striding toward the dim porch light near the back door. You took one last breath of the fresh evening air and followed him. He unlocked the door and held it open for you, and not a moment after walking in were you met by a white-haired man.

“So, this the human?” he said, immediately invading your personal space as he looked you up and down.

“Couldn’t even let us enter the house in peace?” Any bliss Lycaon found outside immediately dissipated in the presence of this new face.

“Um, hello…” You stepped backwards to give yourself some space.

“You seem kinda weak.” The white haired man said.

“What does that have to do with anything?” You retort, leaving your muddy shoes by the entrance after you watched Lycaon do the same.

“Don’t scare our new roommate.” Lycaon smacked the back of his head. He had half a mind to lock him outside while you did the tour but if you really did want to live here, this was a part of the package.

“Hey! How does that demonstrate a good roommate? One that just smacks his buddy for no reason?” The white haired man raised his voice, his arms more animated as he spoke. It was clear he'd gottten a lecture earlier in the day to behave.

"We're not buddies." Lycaon sneered.

The man gestured to you and continued, “I’m just here to say,” He mimicked Lycaon’s posture and mocked his speech patterns, “Hello. I’m Aleric, I appreciate you adjusting your schedule to accommodate my needs.’' He sounded almost robotic, you had to giggle.

“You fucking ass.” Lycaon growled as Aleric laughed with you.

“Made ya laugh, tho.” Aleric grinned at you, earning another glare from Lycaon.

“Let’s get your room out of the way first then,” Lycaon calmed himself. “Then you can leave me alone the rest of the night.” His speech was dripping with loathing.

“Sounds good to me, gramps.” Aleric had already started leading the way to the basement.

“Gramps? How old are you?” You asked.

Lycaon sighed deeply before responding, “I’m only 146 years old. Most werewolves live to see 400, so I’d hardly call myself gramps.”

“You’re still like, way older than me.” Aleric chimed in. “You didn’t even have electricity here until a month ago, dude.”

“This is coming from the vampire.” Lycaon tsked. “That doesn’t even scratch the surface of the lifespan of some of your kin.”

“Hold on.” You stopped their bickering. “You didn’t have electricity here until a month ago?”

“I thought about getting lighting installed earlier but I do love using candles to get around.” Lycaon seemed a bit wistful. “Nothing else seemed helpful.”

“Are you delusional? You’ve been obsessed with the refrigerator since we plugged it in.” Aleric opened the door to his room, leading you in.

“It’s so much colder than the cellar… I really didn’t think there was that much of a difference until I had one myself…” It was almost cute how easily impressed Lycaon was.

There was a brief pause before Aleric started pointing out things and telling you about them. His room is one of the only ones without windows, sealers on the door obstructing all light, and he sleeps in a coffin. He really doesn’t need this degree of protection from the sun, but he sleeps best in total darkness.

The decor was flashy, decks of cards everywhere and miscellaneous pub coasters. You can see an attempt was made at tidying up, but there was still a bit of a mess laying around. Even with the lights on the room was pretty dim, so maybe he was hoping you just wouldn’t be able to see the messy parts.

Afterwards, you moved on with the tour. There wasn’t much else in the basement, just a small bathroom and a rec room with a pool table. The main floor had the kitchen, a dining room, a parlor for guests and a living room where Aleric decided to stay and play video games until you finished the tour. As you climbed the stairs to the second floor, Lycaon gestured to the upper floor.

“My rooms are on the top floor. Consider that a forbidden space.” Lycaon spoke firmly, his eyes shooting back to you. “I will kick you out without hesitation if I learn you’ve been up there.” You shrunk back a little at the sudden intensity.

“Easy there, tiger.” A man with lavender dreadlocks appeared at the end of the hallway. “Or maybe you needed a lecture about not scaring the human, too.” Lycaon’s ear twitched as the intensity suddenly dissipated.

“I’m just making sure they know my boundaries.” Lycaon shrugged off the comment although he knew the man was right.

“I’m Diaval,” He grinned, showing his fangs. “I guess I got cleaned up just in time. If you were a minute earlier you might have walked in on me changing.” He chuckled.

“Nice to meet you.” You smile back, grateful that he cut the tension Lycaon had created.

“Why don’t you let me take it from here, old-timer.” Diaval put a hand on Lycaon’s shoulder condescendingly. “You can make us some tea or something.”

“Tea-! I’m not some butler!” Lycaon hissed. “And what do you mean, old-timer? Did you get that from Aleric?!”

“Don’t worry, I can show them the second floor. You didn’t want to give this whole tour anyway, right?” Diaval ignored him, directing his landlord back to the stairs. “We’ll be down in 10 minutes, scout’s honor.”

“Oh, there’s no way in hell you were ever a scout.” Lycaon now stood at the top of the stairs, and Diaval was kind enough not to push him down.

“And I have no honor,” Diaval sighed. “But we’ll see you in 10 minutes all the same.”

Lycaon grumbled as he descended the staircase, leaving you with Diaval.

“Both of our rooms are on this floor. I’ll show you mine first” he said, winking as he led you down the hallway. When you entered his room, you were met with an eclectic collection of vintage technology. You didn’t even know what a lot of it was, but the number of glowing lights in the room suggested that a lot of it worked. The bed looked neglected, it seemed he didn’t spend much time sleeping.

“I guess we don’t need to spend much time here.” He chuckled. “When I’m not at work, I’m either playing games with Aleric or building things.” He gestured vaguely at the wall of tech.

“What do you build?” You stepped closer, inspecting the myriad eras of technology in front of you.

“Whatever strikes me, I guess.” He shrugged. “My latest is this iMac- I used the bones and made a custom build. It looks vintage but works like it’s brand new.”

“Wow.” You traced your eyes over the impressive display.

“C’mon, I’ll show you the rest of the floor.” Diaval led you out of his room, taking you into the library. The room was huge with books neatly organized by author. You’d never seen anything like it in someone’s home. There was a small office attached to the corner that was for general use, although Lycaon was the only one who spent any time there when his father’s business needed management.

Then, Diaval brought you to what would be your bedroom. It was big and empty. Maybe even bigger than any of your past rooms. You could easily fit all of your furniture with space to spare. There was a fireplace and a small balcony that overlooked the gardens. Not to mention the master bathroom attached to the room.

“This is huge!” You walked into the middle of the room in awe.

“It’s the biggest bedroom in the house.” Diaval smiled. “I asked Lycaon why he didn’t want it but he’s kinda weird about that top floor.”

“Yeah, any idea why?” You looked at him inquisitively.

“He disappears up there for nearly a week around the full moon. Must be some kind of routine.” Diaval looked at the staircase, which was visible from your doorway. “He just listens to vinyl and insists if anyone comes up he’ll kick them out.”

“Sounds lonely.” You follow Diaval’s gaze to the staircase.

“Some monsters torture others, some torture themselves.” Diaval stepped out of your room as if to indicate the tour was over. “And Lycaon loves to torture himself.”

“What category do you fall under?” You asked without skipping a beat.

“You’ll find we all belong to the latter category more than the former.” Diaval’s fangs showed as he gave you a wide grin. “After all, we’re choosing to live with a human, whose blood we crave more than anything else. And you're also the one thing other than that top floor that is expressly forbidden.”

“I am?”

“Lycaon and Rafiq both have a soft spot for humans.” Diaval spoke candidly. “I can’t say I care either way, but I know Aleric has a complicated history with humans.”

“What do you mean?” Diaval was leading you back to the staircase.

“You’ll have to ask him yourself.” He chuckled, turning to look at you one more time before bringing you to the dining room where the three other housemates greeted you.

"You love it, right?" Rafiq smiled, holding a cup of tea.

"I thought you had a date." You responded, taking a seat next to him.

"I'll admit that was a lie." He seemed so casual about it. "I just wanted to force Ly out of his shell."

"You do love to do that." Lycaon rolled his eyes.

"Well? Are you moving in?" Rafiq leaned towards you, eager for your response.

"Oh," It didn't take you much thought. The rent was free, the place was nice, and you had good vibes from everyone. "I think I will." You smiled at your new housemates.

#and they were housemates...#oc aleric #oc diaval #oc rafiq #oc lycaon #ATWH...#original story

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