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benevolentcalamity · 1 year

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Vampire Lord [Dreven] x Female!Paladin!Reader

If he isn't hubby material when I'm done with him then what point is there in doing a vamp-

I'm kidding, I'm kidding. But yea, this was sooooo overdue, yannow?

Warning! Contains: Smut, blood drinking, tooth-rotting fluff.

CURTAINS!

Perhaps you've seen him, maybe in a dream.

Within a dark castle, erected in the heart of the otherwise serene heartlands, a fearsome vampire rests, as though willed to exist by the wives' tales and the deepest nightmares of every child. With a wave of his hand, he sent even the bravest knight to his knees, and spread his poison throughout the lands. Quickly he reduced the beloved monarchy to naught more than a glorious crypt of nothingness, and ruled the island with an iron fist.

But then she - ye, rather - was born.

In the pits of despair itself, a babe blessed by the gods grew into the next hope of the island. With a holy sword clenched tightly within her hands, she set out upon a snow white horse into the castle, as the hope of her people. As though sensing the defeat of the Lord, the flora came back alive, and the sun emerged from the murky clouds.

However, the hero was also said to have been killed in the fight, having laid down her life to stop him.

As though witnessing her sacrifice, the gods granted her a gift of immortality, and she rose again from the ashes. To protect her village, and stand against the Vampire Lord for the rest of his days - a blessed hero, a legend forevermore.

This is where you, "[Name] the Everlasting]", and your story began.

... Of course, legends change to match the stories writ, and thus many details and names are eventually forgotten, until you never died at all. Now, you are simply the Everlasting Hero, a living legend among the mortal humans whom die and leave their legacy and progeny to carry on.

Enough.

Rolled up scroll tightly held in your fist, you leave your cavalry behind, crossing the black iron bridge into the almost-fortress the castle has become. Like a theatre play the bats come flying out upon your entry, the horrified yelps of your men prompting them to stay away. You are used to it by now - the pleas for you to come back safely don't even faze you anymore.

Once your horse is safely hidden in the shadows you dismount, rubbing her chin with assurance of bringing her back safely to the stables of the kingdom. You say kingdom, because, well... We'll get to that.

The inside of the castle is a sight to behold, let it be known. It’s slowly evolving, maintaining its roots in gothic romantic architecture whilst embracing the machinery in various rooms. Elegant candlelight illuminates the pipes protecting electric wires as well as water, the occasional thumping of a distant steam hammer keeping everything functional not even an earthquake.

Paraphernalia of past heroes that attempted to take your role to ‘relieve you’ or something rests also on the walls collecting dust. This alone had been a lesson to those whom attempted to slay the Lord instead of you, as... pure as their intentions had been. All you yourself can hope for is that they learned, and no more souls have to be lost fulfilling a destiny that’s not their own.

Thankfully they have, only needing your blade to assure them they don’t have to try.

You know this layout like the back of your hand, having fought him basically all over. If he’s anything, he’s crafty, and so you’ve been ambushed here and there and wherever only to come out on top once again. A scourge like him could never overtake the forces of justice, after all, and his numerous defeats brought prosperous flowers to mark victory.

Seeing no more need, you unclasp your cape, and it glides graciously to the banister down below you upon your ascent the of oak stairs. At your back, the light of the foyer and main rooms fades to the wind, leaving only the flickering of the candles to keep you company. Outside, the wind howls as though in premature grieving, the clouds darkening, mimicking lighting of a theatre tragedy.

Your one hand falls to your blade as you ascend to the top, the grotesquely stretched awaiting hallway greeting you with the little flames slowly turning crimson. Clearing your throat, you progress, and eventually the two standing candelabras light a bright gold, illuminating the awaiting black doors. Intricate woodwork carved with love and dedication to the craft, portraying a figure blotting out the sun over a thorny glen.

Once you approach, they open, the moonlight shining through the increasing rift, and there stands the Lord himself.

Icy blue skin crinkles in delight, deep red eyes amidst dark sclera lighting up with glee as his lips stretch into an impossible grin showing indescribably ferocious fangs. A curtain of snow white hair billows in the night’s bitter breeze, creating a portrait of elegant evil. Dressed to the nines in a suit holding elements of death and ornate propriety, he is ready to receive you in this next encounter.

“So you’ve finally returned to me,” He purrs. “I must say, t’is such a shame I cannot come see you for a change of pace... You and me, tangled up in our beautiful bouts over your beautiful kingdom, t’would be a scene only a poet could hope to replicate.”

“I didn’t take you as one to enjoy poems and sonnets,” You retort, crookedly smirking. “Perhaps come by a tavern when you’ve the time, you’ll enjoy what the bards come up with for song, maybe.”

He palms his chest, eyes widening as though you’ve dealt a blow to him already. “Why, how you belittle yourself! You should know by now, I’d rather hear you sing of me, be it in battle, or...”

“Oh, would you shut up,” You snort, advancing, closing in on him like a shark.

And you wind your arms around his hips, him towering over many a man, as his cradle your shoulders. Leaning down, he places a kiss at your crown, before cupping your face and locking your lips into his. They’re cold, as the dead well are, but they taste of cider and raspberries, as though he had prepared for your return. Leaning back so he can lift you, you part your lips to welcome his surging tongue, arms winding around his neck to keep stable.

Snorting with amused impatience he strips you of your armor, leaving only the paladin’s tunic and pants underneath. Wrestling with your tongue as he carries you to his iron peacock bed, only breaking from you to drop you onto it, climbing over you to carry on once he’s sure you’re comfortable. Cradling your face, he purrs at your fingers combing through his hair, finally breaking the kiss truly so you’re able to breathe.

“You can’t keep prematurely withering nature just so you can see me sooner, you get that, right?” You tease, fiddling with his collar.

“Not in the slightest.” He accompanies the jeer with a grin of his own, leaning down and giving your jaw a nip. “But they won’t be able to tell - you’ll be spending another autumn and winter fighting the fearsome Lord.”

Leaning down, he gives you another kiss, laying down beside you and easing your hair from its braids, pulling a [h/c] tendril to his lips. Elegantly letting it fall, he tugs you closer to him, fitting nicely against you as he does. One hand resting on your stomach, he cradles your head with his free arm, peppering your forehead with kisses, unashamedly basking in you like you’re the most beautiful work of art this world has ever seen.

“Our time apart does seem to stretch into eternity, even though it truly doesn’t,” You admit, welcoming his knee between your legs. “I admit it, the spring and summer aren’t short enough.”

“And yet I must acknowledge they must be, and you must be allowed apart from me.” He gives your cheek another kiss. “My darling... Would it be so wrong for me to seek you in the nights of these seasons? You have said it would be...-”

“Shhh...” You reach up, kissing him. “You and I both know it’s a risk we can’t afford to take. If someone were to see you...”

“The kingdom has become lively, even at night,” He sighs. “And you’ll be noticed leaving and followed... Nettlesome, truly.”

“But that means we have to cherish the time we do have,” You assure, giving him a comforting smile. “We will always have enough time - you remember that, right?”

Immediately he brightens once more, nodding. “Yes. Listen to me, being so foolish. We have but eternity, as is our vow.” He leans in, nipping your ear. “Wife.”

Centuries ago - or an entire millennium? - you had a particularly ugly, theatrical duel. You must’ve thrown each other all over this castle, reshaping and even flattening some of the architecture in the strife. Ferocious as he always had been, he was determined to finally best you, and rid himself of this neverending squabble. At last, it seemed he would fulfill this dark desire, as he had you defenseless underneath him, his fangs prepared to drain you of your eternal blood.

But then, a question burned into his mind: the same that had tortured you even before that.

Is this worth it?

He exists as a foil to the king from way back when; the darkness that could never truly be purged. In his rage towards his undying fate he threw his might against the kingdom and slayed the king. However, tragically his abyssal hunger wasn’t quelled, and his anger led him to kill any hero that would rise to lay claim to his head.

When you were born, he only became even angrier. Not at you, never at a babe that bears no sin - at the knowledge he would never find rest. He himself was doomed, in his blackened heart; he would not know satiation, rest, or warmth, for he was a being meant only to suffer and inflict suffering in turn. All in that time he lived, he was only ever angry at his own existence, taking it out on those who tried to disturb the peace he tried so hard to make for himself.

What would he do after you were truly dead? Would he finally be satisfied, or would it be the king’s death played by a different actor? He would be waiting yet more centuries, millennia even, for another that could finally bring him to the rest he so desperately cried for. Not to mention, it wouldn’t make him the least bit happy to kill you.

Realizing this, he relented, but just as you began reaching for your holy blade, he wept. Wept that he was truly doomed, wept that you would share the misery of immortality even with your blessed existence. Once he calmed, he asked that you not end that bout the same as the last ones, but not in surrendering to him. When you asked what he meant... Well, even you don’t recall his answer, only that you put your animosity aside and just... talked.

This is where your being gone for autumn and winter began: you would simply start coming here to speak with him, or just keeping him company to muse over what comes next. Before long it was like you never fought at all, like you were born just to be together; like you weren’t meant to cross blades to begin with. Forgetting his hunger, perhaps even exiling it, he began to smile, laugh, and dance. Even you, who had once grown tired of acting happy and bright, grew to sing and twirl and find warmth even in this place.

But it wasn’t enough. Your hearts began to ache for more, until one winter’s night he held you close and kissed you.

“If you’ll no longer take me as your foe,” He said so tenderly into your ear. “Then please, embrace me as your husband.”

That was a good nine centuries ago - to the both of you it came and went in a blink. He put a crest on your heart, and you entrusted your blood to him, and you only parted when the flowers began to bloom once more, to keep up appearances with the legend and, more importantly, keep yourselves safe.

“Dreven.”

He raises his head, acting as though he hadn’t begun drifting away. “Hm?”

“I...” Your cheeks turn pink, and you turn onto your side to properly face him. “Have you ever... well...” Faltering like you are isn’t helping him understand, and it shows in how he looks at you with the eyes of a curious pup.

“Speak, sweetheart.” He comfortingly wraps his arms around you. “Centuries later, and you’re still so shy when you entrust me with your heart.”

“... Do you want me?” You ask after a moment of trying to unfreeze your tongue.

For a moment he’s visibly confused, trying to understand what you mean. He’d not thought about it, considering he’d asked about sex only once and mentioned it never again when you dismissed the very notion. Not to say you coldly refused him anything, but you were so uncertain that you even could have kids, let alone care for them. And he, being undead, has no hope of having them himself. This knowledge he’d long accepted, however; you’d just not known what to do.

Then it clicks, and he smiles.

“Of course I do. Do you want me as well?”

Not feeling as stable laying down you sit up, him following. Scooping up your hand, he gives it a squeeze.

Swallowing, you nod. “I... I love you so much,” You murmur. “I want to share not just this eternity with you, but every essence of who I am, so you can embrace me as I have you.”

It dawns on you. It isn’t sex for the sake of pleasure you long for, nor is it children just to feel some accomplishment - it’s the joining of your soul and his, an expression of your love so pure. The completion of your love, consummating your marriage, it’s all you really want.

You just want to be with him.

Just as your innate self-doubt can try and take it back, he leans in and kisses you, eyes holding a tenderness he only allows you to see.

“What a thing to say...” He whispers, cupping your face. “My sweet, I want you so badly that it pains me. But I would never disgrace you for acting without invitation. If you’ll let me, then I will happily hold you close, and make love to you.”

Your heart swells with adoration, and you tug him in, and as his arms wrap around you your body warms and cools with reassurance. Raising your arms above your head, you exhale with a soft smile as he unties and frees you of your tunic. Once your breasts are freed he cups them delicately, leaning down to knead them like dough. Just as gently he lies you down, laying between your legs to better access them.

“Mmm...” He purrs. “Oh, [Name]... Every inch of you is so perfect...”

His kisses are deep and bracing, his body melting into your every crevice. Even with all your clothes soon being on the floor, he doesn’t overstep and act without your permission. Even as his erect cock begs to be inside of you, and the carnal instinct to take gnaws at his mind, he is showing great care in responding in kind to your vulnerability.

“I love you...” He breathes between kisses. “I love you, I love you, I love you...”

Breathing hitched from the arousal bubbling in your hips, you wrap your arms around his neck, spreading your legs. You jolt, if slightly, when his cock graces your clit.

“Please...” You whimper, feeling your wetness dribbling down your skin. “... I-I... Oh, Dreven, please...”

“Please what?” He purrs, nipping at your jaw. “What does my sweet wife want?”

You look up at him, vulnerable, pleading - and fuck are you sexy. “... Please, come inside...”

The unintentional joke towards him needing permission to enter a house has him chortling, kissing your lips as he readies himself. Ohh, he’s big, you can feel it already...

As though to assure you of his care for you, and his promised delicacy, he cradles your body sweetly, kissing you less with animalistic desire and instead with love stretching into the end of time. For a moment it feels as though something is shifting inside of him, but before you can ask if he’s alright he’s pushing slowly inside you.

“Gh-!” You arch up into him, hanging on as if for dear life, to which he pauses and peppers your cheek with kisses of assurance. “I-it’s so big...”

“I know,” He murmurs. One hand goes to your clit, rubbing it to prepare you some more. Like magic, he has the right pace, rubbing you all the right ways, and before you know it you’re moaning and mewling as he watches you completely engulf him.

For a moment he doesn’t move, giving your body time to adjust to his size. Holding you close with one hand on the bulge it creates, he nips at your neck, kissing you sweetly.

“You’re doing so good, darling.” He sweeps your hair behind your ear. “You... ha... You feel divine.” Is that a...?

“I love you...” You breathe. “Oh... Dreven, my love...”

Once you’ve adjusted, you nod, and he holds you tightly as he begins to thrust. Every time he glides back inside of you he swells, getting more aroused each time. His breathing grows labored with desire, eventually sounding like a caged beast, his restraint palpable despite it. Even you can feel it: he doesn’t want to risk hurting you and taint your memory of entrusting him with your virginity, traumatizing you out of ever opening up this way again. He loves you so much, and it’s killing him that he can’t unleash the animal and keep you safe at the same time.

Cool lips gracing your neck, he coils like a spring, soon sinking his teeth into you as he has before. The sensation sends a warmth through your skin, and a moan follows an uneven gasp from your throat. One hand going to the back of his head you arch, his drinking of your blood adding to the pleasure until you can think of nothing else but him. How he loves you, how he cares for you, how badly he wants to keep you close that nothing in this world can harm you, but at the same time trembling before the might you display. Every bit of you is perfection in his eyes, a limitless sea of beauty he will happily drown in.

Opening your legs more widely, you soon pull them up, hooking your knees in your hands. Letting his cock in even deeper, you mewl as he finally hits that sweet spot he’d been looking for. Belly stretching slightly to show how deep he is, your body happily pulls him deeper and deeper, and before long he’s letting go, both of your bodies unable to restrain any longer.

“A-aah!” You cry out, him finally ceasing drinking and licking your wounds until they heal. “O-ooohh! Aah! Y-yes-!” Your insides mold to his shape, intending to let no other dive into it. “Yes, yes, yes-! Aah!”

Cupping your face, he pulls you into a deep kiss. The taste of your blood doesn’t last long on his tongue, your mewling mixing perfectly with his growls and groans as he wholeheartedly claims you whilst professing his eternal love. It all fits together so well, until you can no longer live without each other. The very realization makes your heart swell with affection for your husband, and before you know it tears are pouring down your eyes.

He notices, and his eyes go wide in alarm as his pace comes to a screeching halt. “Sweetheart, are you alright?” Feeling around with his hands, he tries to find a wound or some way he had hurt you without realizing it.

Your hand delicately rests on his face. “C-Cum with me...” You whimper. “Please, Dreven, cum with me...”

He relaxes, smiling with a nod. Wiping your tears from your face he tugs you back into that kiss, continuing his pace. He grows hotter and hotter inside you, swelling until he almost can’t move, until-

His head raises up as though to let him roar, and yours falls back as you cry out in shared orgasm. Snapping his hips, he cums inside once, twice, thrice... four? Five, nay, six times with a driving thrust. Pulling out with an oddly comedic ‘pop’, he falls beside you and tugs you into himself, holding you delicately as though worried he’ll break you in your already fragile state.

“Are you alright, my sweet?” He whispers, brushing some hair from your face. “Did I hurt you at all? The bite?”

You smile. “You should know by now, my wounds will always heal.”

Chortling at his own ignorance, he nods, kissing you sweetly. “... Thank you.”

You tilt your head, a bit confused. “You mean, for the sex, or...?”

His tenderness surfaces once more, and he rolls back on top of you, slender fingers tracing your features in feigned interest.

“You’ve poured so much of yourself into me; given me so much of you in but a single night... My darling, I feel as though I’m going to overflow.” Tears begin welling in his eyes, the first time since that last battle, but now they’re of the purest joy. “Darling... [Name], my sweet, my eternal rose... I will love you and stay at your side, until eternity itself withers.”

Leaning down, he gives you a kiss, resting his forehead on yours. An indescribable emotion crosses his eyes, lighting them like the very stars.

“Ah... Such bliss...” He whispers. “I thought the abyss inside me unquenchable, insatiable... But now... Now, I am satisfied...”

Sitting up, he brings you with him, holding you so near and dear as the sky turns pink - to which he responds by telepathically drawing the drapes, casting you into the sweet veil of darkness.

“I love you so much...” He rests his face in the crook of your neck.

You smile, your own tears falling into his hair. “I love you too.”

Pulling back a bit, he cups your face, pulling you back into a kiss, eventually laying you down once more...

#monster x human #monster x y/n #monster x you #vampire #vampire x you #vampire x reader #vampire lord #monster fic #my writing

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theyareweird · 4 months

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Vampire Knight Is Set In Germany

Vampire Knight is a Japanese manga series written by Matsuri Hino. The manga series contains a total of nineteen volumes and was later given its own anime adaption with two seasons. Because of this, many fans assume Vampire Knight is set in Japan, like most anime series. However, this doesn't mean the franchise has to be based on Japan simply because it was created by a Japanese woman. The true setting of this vampiric world is set in a European country.

Time Period

During the recent events in the series, when it's not a flashback, it would most likely be somewhere between the mid nineties and mid two-thousands. There's no traces of modern day technology like smartphones or tablets. Instead, students have flip cellphones.

Most of the time, people are walking everywhere they go. If characters need to travel, but walking would physically be too much, they would take a horse-drawn carriage. On rare occasions, characters have to drive from wherever they are to reach the town. From there, they're expected to walk, even when getting to the school. (Season 1, Episode 7). A motor vehicle would likely be used if characters are traveling extremely long distances, as it would allow them to travel faster. Meanwhile, a horse-drawn carriage would aquire food, water and rest for the animals on a long trip. Thus, it could take a full day or days to complete. In fact, Cross Academy has stables for their horses. Due to this, it makes sense the setting takes place in Europe as certain cities and towns have laws prohibiting the use of motor vehicles to preserve the air and land. This is especially the case in more smaller, isolated civilizations.

The Landscape

The species of the trees are Pine and Fir. In her flashback, Yuki describes the landscape as a snowy tundra. Japan doesn't have tundras. It also doesn't have these specific evergreen trees, at least not in the multitude to where the town and school appear isolated by them. Secluded wooded, northern areas are common in certain European countries. Some examples include: Ireland, Switzerland, Germany, etc. Due to this, towns and cities can be a ways apart from each other. Specifically, miles. Some neighborhoods can be miles away from the nearest school or hospital too.

The Architecture

Cross Academy's exterior strongly resembles a cathedral rather than a modern educational institution building. The classroom layout is quite similar to a lecture hall. Meanwhile, all Japanese schools are set on one template, sliding doors with single desks.

The town appears to be a rural European area. Specifically, a pre-modern Germany or some Nordic town. The architecture of the buildings seem to have more of a western world design. Occasionally, there are also ruins. The ruins are likely from the middle ages or the Renaissance period than the feudal era of Japan. In some shots, the town looks to be located somewhere in the northern UK.

Vampire Population

There are too many vampires in one location. In Japan, if vampires were this widely known, the country would have found out by now. This is because Japan is an archipelago. Meanwhile, a large Western European country could conceal a small population of vampires among a widely human populated area. Thus, most of the characters have to be European.

Character Designs

With the exception of Shizuka Hio being Japanese, the remaining vampires are European. This is because most of the characters have light coloured hair and light coloured eyes. In fact, dark hair seems to be rare. Looking at the age of the vampire race in the series, vampires have been around longer than Japan's history as a country. Pureblood vampires would have one ancestry decent, such as English or French. The Aristocrat noble vampires would have more than one ancestry decent. The physical traits of commonly having blond hair and blue eyes suggest German decent is common. Although many of the names are Japanese, it could be the fault of the author for not taking into account how she set the characters in a European-like setting.

In conclusion, the main setting of Vampire Knight is set in an Eastern European or Nordic country. Nothing indicates the setting is Japan. Considering the general physical location, along with many of the character's traits and characteristics, it's likely set in Germany.

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priintaniere · 2 years

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august is over, vampire season is NOW 🦇🩸 slvx ft. romance novel cover parody

thank you @.wildkitte for providing the text, you're brillant as always ✨

no text version under the read more

※ please do not repost my art ※ ➜ commission and ko-fi links in bio

✨Graphic Design Is My Passion ✨

book cover layout is so hard wth..... but it was very fun to do, i wanna do more fake book covers

B.L.Eisner stands for Byleth Loid Eisner and i didn't realize the initials would make it BL Eisner which is very funny and fitting actually

The Southern Book Club's Guide to Slaying Vampires -> The Garreg Mach’s Guide to Kissing Vampires

The Night Pleasures -> The Knight Pleasures

All above ideas are Kitte’s

#sylvix #fire emblem #fire emblem three houses #felix hugo fraldarius #sylvain jose gautier #priintaniere #vampire au #blood //

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rwuffles · 1 month

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haii! can we get a queue check, like whats gonna posted tmr, next day, etc? just wanna know when my req will be in!! ^_^

leaving this under the cut because this is LONG !!! dates written in month/day

(3/28) fallesubclass, battlemonsubclass, helstör, and paladisubclass

(3/29) strawberry-colored imac g3 objectum, ninjclass, laek-dal, shadesteppesubclass

(3/30) trickstesubclass, acrobasubclass, candysharkpuppic, darkwizarclass

(3/31) riftwalkesubclass, lightbendesubclass, transfellisio, arcanisubclass

(4/1) skyseeclass, summonesubclass, ritualisubclass

(4/2) acolytsubclass, hunter, knight

(4/3) ninja, dark wizard, skyseer

(4/4) fire type pokemon/trainer, water type pokemon/trainer, grass type pokemon/trainer

(4/5) bug type pokemon/trainer, steel type pokemon/trainer, fairy type pokemon/trainer

(4/6) dragon type pokemon/trainer, fighting type pokemon/trainer, normal type pokemon/trainer

(4/7) ground type pokemon/trainer, rock type pokemon/trainer, flying type pokemon/trainer

(4/8) electric type pokemon/trainer, ice type pokemon/trainer, playwright-themed names , pronouns & users

(4/9) ganssiacatpengender, loddlenautic, loddlenautgamegender

(4/10) loddlenaut, drinkiwicupidsongic, puppydritch

(4/11) kittydritch, bunnydritch, cuteboydritch

(4/12) vampdritch, futch boy, pyromanceclass

(4/13) thaumaturgeclass, conjureclass, divineclass

(4/14) theurgisclass, necromanceclass, sorcereclass

(4/15) cutegirldritch, transmasc rainy mutt, transnullmasc/transmascnull

(4/16) canine alpha, beta & omega, canine aega, omegadentity

(4/17) betadentity, alphadentity, aegadentity

(4/18) canine bega, miscefernal, misceselacanus

(4/19) canithrope alpha, beta & omega, canithrope aega, canithrope bega

(4/20) transcanithrope, sharkdog alpha, beta & omega, sharkdog aega

(4/21) transsharkdog, demon alpha, beta & omega, demon aega

(4/22) transdemon, eldritch (being) alpha, beta & omega, eldritch (being) aega

(4/23) transeldritchbeing, transsquid, transeldripup

(4/24) transeldrikitty, transeldribunny, transcactus

(4/25) transsucculent, adorecubus, fauxdorecubus

(4/26) transadorecubus, transfauxdorecubus, transdramacubus

(4/27) killer clown, transclown, pupboydritch

(4/28) pyromancer flag, thaumaturge flag, conjurer flag

(4/29) diviner flag, theurgist flag, necromancer flag

(4/30) sorcerer flag, fairy-dark type pokemon/trainer, griefcubus

(5/1) envycubus, wrathcubus, pridecubus

(5/2) jirachi (pokemon) themed names, mutt tumblr layout, plague doctor zombie

(5/3) living zombie, living ghost, cute zombie

(5/4) transjoltik, transgalvantula, transeevee

(5/5) transsylveon, transumbreon, transespeon

(5/6) transglaceon, transleafeon, transjolteon

(5/7) transvaporeon, transflareon, transzweilous

(5/8) transgrafaiai, transmimikyu, transrockruff

(5/9) transmiddaylycanroc, transdusklycanroc, transmidnightlycanroc

(5/10) names & pronouns related to 80s summers with free-spirited and angelic vibes, transsacrificiallamb, cute eldritch-themed names and pronouns

(5/11) apuab/assigned puppy at birth, system names inspired by fontaine, robot/computer-themed names and pronouns

(5/12) mutt-themed system names, masc vampire rockstar names & pronouns, adab/assigned doctor at death

(5/13) anab/assigned nurse at death, pro-leaguer frostfire, pro-leaguer ember monarchs

(5/14) pro-leaguer maelstrom, pro-leaguer ssr, pro-leaguer byte breakers

(5/15) pro-leaguer clarion corp., pro-leaguer demon drive, pwuppylexic

(5/16) puppybedlexic, villainlexic, evillexic

(5/17) puppowlexic, casspecies, cassdragon

(5/18) transmenace, transminawii, transmoonelle

(5/19) transkaiju, transseabunny, transnimblewyrm

(5/20) transbloodchaser, transironwing, transnightsnagger

(5/21) transstonesnout, transvinedrake, transcloudsplitter

(5/22) transvileclaw, puripazephyr, garnemormate

(5/23) pastelrainbowpuppic, transspecies rainless fells bloodchaser, transspecies omen of the hunt bloodchaser

(5/24) transspecies herske hail bloodchaser, transspecies dire pits bloodchaser, transspecies aldruni shrines bloodchaser

(5/25) transspecies raging river bloodchaser, transspecies svardjall scars bloodchaser, transspecies lestia corals bloodchaser

(5/26) transbordercollie, transgermansheperd, transaustraliansheperd

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open-hearth-rpg · 7 months

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#superheroRPGs2019 Vigilante City The Roleplaying Game: Core Rules

This also goes by the name SURVIVE THIS!! Vigilante City. This is superhero setting built on Dark Places & Demogorgons, an OSR roleplaying game set in the 1980s– and clearly inspired by Stranger Things. There have been several add ons and new settings for SURVIVE THIS (werewolves, vampires, martial arts).

Vigilante City takes that basic system and applies it to a street-level, gritty superhero game. It takes inspiration from The Dark Knight, Batman: Year One, TMNT, and the whole grim & gritty movement which began in the 1980s and ran into the 90s. It mentions some of the 1990s cartoons (like X-Men) as an source as well– so there’s kind of a blender of influences there. For me the touchstone for this kind of game is the try-hard feel of Dark Champions.

The core book for ST: VC is just shy of 300 pages. Of that about 180 pages deal with the classes and mega-human packages. It’s a pretty bare-bones layout, but that feels like a standard approach for these kinds of OSR adaptations. I do dig the distinctive cover art which is echoed across several volumes supporting the game.

Publisher Bloat Games released several supplements for this the same year. There’s the expected pdf singleton character releases, called Vigilante Files. But there’s also some meatier releases. Clocking in at about 300 pages is the Villain’s Guide. That has a city generator, adventure seeds, NPC & villain generators, as well as general GMing advice. But as a whole it contains a lot more of the specific VC setting than actual generators. There’s also several different villain collections.

Interestingly the same year the Index Card RPG released a stand-alone adaptation of Vigilante City to their system. That clocks in at a little over fifty pages. That’s a kind of partnership I’ve never seen before.

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bardic-tales · 2 years

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Fun Fact Friday Part

Thank you so much for the tag, @jessica-writes22 and @quill-spills-ink.

The main character Vaene Arturis grew up on the streets of Glyndon. His mother provided for them until she passed away. He would make a harrowing journey to the Olessan Empire where he would join his father's army.

Before I changed his personality, Vaene was originally based partly upon a character from a hit video game: Ezio Auditore da Firenze from Assassin's Creed. There is very little resemblance to the character now.

When I first decided upon the setting of CAI, I would become inspired by the Italian Renaissance. Because I included Pale Fire into the world and have it set BEFORE Cold as Ice, CAI now has 18th century technology, weaponry, and clothing.

The architecture is still inspired by the Renaissance, as well as the Olessan cultural, artistic, political, and economic rebirth.

The layout of the city of Olessa has three sections: The Dregs (slums), The Olessan Forum (merchants, temples), and Summas Hill (where the nobility live). Summas hill has man-made canals. These flow over a retaining wall into the Olessan Forum, creating an island like structure that houses the Temple of Amés. Amés is the patron deity of the Olessan Empire.

Silver dragons love the company of humans and will often take the form of an old man or a young maiden. Brennan's preferred human form is a middle-aged man with dark stubble, white hair, and striking gray eyes.

Silver dragons hate injustice and cruelty, but they do not go out of their way to punish or ferret out people who may pose a threat to the world. They are more concern with protecting innocent people and healing their wounds, unless their territory, mate, or offspring are threatened. Brennan is only prodded into action when Amés' offers him a deal to spend the afterlife with his lifemate in whatever way he sees fit.

If their true form has a scar, it does carry over to their other form. This is why Brennan is seen with a scar over his eye. He is blind in that eye and lost his depth perception. His other senses overcompensate, and he can sense his surroundings by utilizing his knowledge of body magick.

By preforming a ritual with blood magick, Alystin becomes a dragon knight. This allows her to have some resistance to the cold, as well as sense when other dragons are nearby. Dragon Knights are unheard of, and Brennan initially protested as many do not survive the initial changing. The Dragon's blood tends to overwhelm the host.

For the Dragon Knight, I was inspired by the classic tales of turning a human into a vampire. The only difference is that the host does not become undead. Having the dragon's dna merge with a human's is a painful process with sees the person running a fever and passed out for as much as two weeks.

The Glorendt Kingdom is based upon 18th - 19th century England. Cities are dirty and overcrowded. It is common to see children toiling away in Workhouses for very little pay. Life was very regimented, controlled, and monotonous as all workers wore uniforms.

The naming conventions of Glorendt follows Irish and Norse naming conventions. Each Glorendine has a given name. Seamus Jorinuson' given name is Darby. Annie will sometimes refer to him as such.

Seamus had his heart broken by Anabelle, and he moved on by starting a friends-with-benefit relationship with his instructor Rosette. Shae would tell Annie that something died within him when he didn't show up in Tokus, and he will never have a legitimate relationship again.

Shae can utilize the ven to allow him to use body magick. He can only heal minor cuts and abrasions as he is not trained. When Annie is injured and they need to get to the surgeon, he attempts to heal her and exchanges some of his life force for hers. She passes out on the way to Jorinuson Manor.

Annie knows that Shae loves to eat, and she loves to cook and bake. During their "friends" phase, she makes several treats for him: dishes like pancakes, pain perdu, and roasted meats. He once said that she was going to turn him into a foppish, Olessan man.

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