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mingi-s-dimples · 4 months ago

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Vampire's Den

KINKTOBER DAY 1 - REQ. BY @mingleshine:

~ "vampire mingi x siren fem reader, enemies to lovers type shi. vampires and sirens hating each other’s species, etc etc, whatever you want 😭😭 also maybe some praising, degradation kinks?"

pairing: vampire!mingi x siren!fem reader

genre: 18+, filth (ish), enemies to lovers

summary: Meeting one of the vampires that once saved you at the bar you often frequent... ends up being one of the spiciest nights you've ever had with someone and.. with your mortal enemy.

wc: 3.2k

warnings: vampire x siren, enemies to lovers, reader is bratty & cockt af, Mingi is really strict, threats & death threats, mentions of death/murders but not happening in the present, only in the past, knife play, bickering, size kink, big dick!mingi (obvi), choking, degradation (slut), movement restriction (cuffs), face fucking, deepthroating, gagging, throat bulge (yes from Mingi's dick), some praising (good girl), creampie, anal, lots lots of cum, 2 rounds implied 3rd round, manhandling, completely consensual, unprotected (wrap up irl!), unedited, for sure forgot sth.

Author's Note: Enioy, my love. I hope it's up to your expectations 😋. I enjoyed writing it so much! I'm so sorry I am so so behind with some of the other fics 😭 I'll finish them on time I promise 🫣. ENJOY MY LOVES !

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction & does not represent in any way the reality of the member.

In the world of the immortal, where darkness and the supernatural intertwine with the shadows of the mundane, two ancient species have long harbored a deep-seated animosity toward one another. Vampires, with their predatory grace, and Sirens, ethereal creatures of the sea with voices that could enchant and destroy, were bound by a history stained with blood and treachery. Their animosity was woven into the very fabric of their beings, a loathing that stretched back to the time when the world was young, when both species ruled their respective domains with an iron fist. Yet, in this tale of enmity, there lies the seed of an unexpected bond, a story of two souls who defied the boundaries set by their kind.

The hatred between vampires and sirens was born in the primordial past, a time when their realms occasionally overlapped. Vampires, with their insatiable thirst for blood, often found themselves drawn to the shores, where the songs of the Sirens would lure them. But the Sirens, masters of deception, used their melodies not to enthrall but to lead the vampires to their doom. Many a vampire met their end, lured by the promise of sweet blood, only to be dashed upon the rocks or drowned in the treacherous waters. In retaliation, the vampires waged a silent war, hunting Sirens who dared venture too close to land, their fangs seeking to pierce the throats that sang such deadly songs. Over centuries, this cycle of violence and revenge became a grim tradition, each species teaching the next generation to despise the other with an intensity that only the immortal could sustain.

For vampires, Sirens were creatures of deceit, their beauty masking the malice in their hearts. To them, Sirens were nothing more than wicked seductresses, whose only joy lay in the suffering of others. Conversely, Sirens viewed vampires as predators devoid of honor, bloodthirsty beasts who knew only hunger and destruction. The disdain was mutual, and it ran deep, as both vampires and Sirens prided themselves on their power and immortality. Neither could bear the thought of being outwitted or bested by the other, and so the feud persisted, a war of attrition waged in the shadows and in the depths of the oceans.

Amidst this bitter rivalry, the mortal world continued to spin, blissfully unaware of the ancient conflict that simmered beneath the surface. Cities grew, technology advanced, and the supernatural beings who once ruled the night began to adapt to the new world, hiding their true nature behind human facades. Vampires, with their ability to blend into human society, thrived in the bustling metropolises, while Sirens, whose powers were tied to the sea, became more reclusive, retreating to the depths of the oceans where they could sing their songs undisturbed. Yet, even as the world changed around them, the hatred between the two species remained unyielding, a constant in an ever-shifting reality.

But as with all things, the tides of fate are ever-changing, and it was in this time of uneasy equilibrium that you, a Siren of exceptional beauty and power, found yourself unexpectedly drawn into the orbit of a vampire named Mingi. The circumstances of your first encounter were anything but ordinary, marked by suspicion and hostility, as was expected between your kinds. You were young by the standards of your people, but you had already earned a reputation for your deadly voice and your ability to lure even the most cautious of sailors to their watery graves. Mingi, on the other hand, was an ancient vampire, one who had walked the earth for centuries, his power and influence making him a figure of fear and respect among his kind.

Your paths crossed on a moonlit night, in a city by the sea where the line between the mortal and immortal was blurred by the neon lights and the pulse of music. The city, with its sprawling docks and crowded nightclubs, was a place where humans indulged in their vices, unaware that creatures of myth and legend walked among them. It was here that you had come to escape the suffocating silence of the deep, to taste the chaos of the human world, if only for a night. But even as you reveled in the music and the laughter, you felt the presence of another predator in your midst, a dark shadow that moved with the grace of a panther.

Mingi had been watching you from the moment you stepped into the club, his keen senses alerting him to the fact that you were no ordinary human. He recognized the aura of power that clung to you, the subtle grace with which you moved, and the way your eyes seemed to glow with an otherworldly light. To him, you were a curiosity, a puzzle to be solved, and yet, beneath his curiosity lay the age-old enmity that had been drilled into him from the moment he had been turned. Sirens were not to be trusted, and you, with your beauty and your voice, were a danger that needed to be eliminated.

The tension between you was palpable from the moment your eyes met across the crowded room. There was no need for words; the enmity between your species spoke for itself. You knew what he was, just as he knew what you were, and in that moment, a silent challenge was issued. The air crackled with anticipation as you circled each other, like predators vying for dominance. But this was not the open sea, where your voice could carry him to his doom, nor was it the shadowed alleys where he could strike unseen. This was neutral ground, a place where neither of you held the advantage, and so you were forced into an uneasy truce, if only for the duration of the night.

It was a strange dance, the two of you weaving in and out of the crowd, each keeping the other in sight, yet never getting too close. You could sense the power that radiated from him, the strength that came from centuries of existence, and yet, there was something else, something that piqued your interest despite yourself. He was different from the other vampires you had encountered, those mindless beasts who thought of nothing but their next meal. There was a sharp intelligence in his eyes, a cunning that matched your own, and it was this that made you pause, that made you wonder if there was more to this ancient rivalry than you had been taught.

For his part, Mingi found himself equally intrigued by you. He had seen many Sirens in his long life, had heard their songs and watched as they lured men to their deaths, but you were different. There was a fierceness in you, a fire that burned just beneath the surface, and it drew him in despite the warnings that echoed in his mind. You were a challenge, a mystery wrapped in danger, and he had always been drawn to the thrill of the unknown. And so, instead of making his move, instead of ending the threat you posed, he found himself engaging in this strange game, this dance of predator and prey where neither was quite sure who held the upper hand.

"We meet once again, y/n." Mingi whispered, slowly approaching you.

"Hello, Mingi. Haven't seen you in a while" you said, with anticipation.

Truth is, there was a single moment were the two of you met in the past. It was when one of your siren friends was being chased down by some vampires, and Mingi stepped in to stop them. Why? It's been dozens of years and you still don't know the answer.

"How have you been... in the past few..50 years?" the vampire said.

"It doesn't concern you, sweetie. What are you doing here?" you said, confidently.

"Ah, I understand. Still feisty, huh? Well, I was just.. out, for a drink, nothing much."

He continues,"Y/n,I'll keep it short. This is basically my club. I've been coming here for the past 500 something years. If you come back here unnannounced, I'll kill you"

"I don't mind, Mingi. Try all you want. You better do it soon cause that's the only way you'll make me stop coming here." you said, smirking.

"Is that right? What if I kill you right now, hm?"

"You won't. You didn't back then, so what will make your words believable?" you scoffed.

"We'll see, sweetheart." Mingi said and pushed you to the wall, hands over your head, a knife to your throat.

"Now... what should I do with you? You've got quite a mouth, you're basically begging me to put you in your place."

"You fantasise about that image a lot? You seem quite...excited about it." you said looking down to your feet, something catching your sight. A slight bulge could be seen from his thight leather pants.

"Wha- god no, don't flatter yourself. Stop glaring." he said, a bit of harshness in his voice.

"Then what does this mean?" you said and moved your knee up to his crotch, getting a low grunt out of his chest.

"You know what..." he said and closed the distance between the two of you. "Kiss me."

"You have a fucking dagger to my throat, Mingi."

"So? You look angry. How about... you take all of that energy and put it to some good use? Like.. getting on your knees for me right in this instant?" the vampire said, smirking. His dagger still at your throat, but he soon retracted it for a moment.

You continued, smiling sheepishly, "And what's in it for me?"

"Awh, don't look at me like that, sweetheart. You're lucky you're hot, otherwise you'd be 6ft underground right now. After all, you're a siren."

"You think I'm hot?" you smirked, teasingly.

"No, that's not what I-"

You interrupted him, "Your cock says otherwise." and indeed, his cock was already straining against the thight fabric, screaming to be let out. He was big as fuck, too.

"Oh? You think you're hot stuff, huh?" he said as one of his hands went right for your throat. "I want to wrap both of my hands around your throat, and choke you until the life in your eyes dies down."

A smirk curled on your lips despite the pressure of his hand on your throat. Your voice came out in a husky whisper, laced with defiance and heat. "You think you're the first one to try and break me?" Your eyes locked with his, a challenge sparking in the depths. "Go ahead, Mingi. Try. But you'd better be ready to commit, because I don’t plan on going down easy."

You leaned into his touch, the tension thickening between you like a coiled spring about to snap, daring him, teasing him with a sharp, dark grin. "And don't forget," you added, your voice low, laced with seduction and venom, "I bite back."

"I bet" Mingi said and leaned in for a kiss, his tongue interlocking with yours. His hands were roaming freely on your body, from your back to your waist and to your ass, slightly squeezing it.

"You know.. I hate you so, so much, y/n" he whispered, breaking the kiss for a moment.

"And why is that?"

"Back then when I didn't kill you and your little friend, I was so mesmerised by your beauty. I thought you'd be a good round, maybe more.." he giggled. "And I hate it so much... how good you taste" his hand went to the back of your neck.

He continued, "Look at me."

"No."

"Look. at. me"

"Why?"

"Do as I say"

"And why should I?" you said, smiling sheepishly at him, with an almost innocent look.

"You little slut-" the vampire said as he manhandled you in his grip, one hand under your ass and one on your back. He went in for another kiss while he was walking up the stairs, then dropped you somewhere, on a bed.

"See.. this room is mine, y/n. Mine to use freely."

"Ah, I see. Should I care?"

"I can see that you are fucking bratty. Aren't you afraid of what I could do to you if you go againt me, mm?" he scoffed, climbing on the bed and pinning you down.

"Not. at. all."

"We'll see"

As soon as he finished his words, he got off the bed and opened a drawer. He took out some cuffs and threw them on the bed, rapidly followed by him climbing on the bed again. He then pushed you to the headboard, tying your hands behind your back.

"Oh, so this is how we're playing, huh?" you scoffed. "Don't be fooled, I like this shit."

"Y/n. babe. You didn't even have a choice. but I'm glad you like it. Now..." he dragged you closer. "What should I do with you? I think I'll leave your clothes halfway on... you look so hot in this corset, god dammit." he whispered as his hands went to your skirt, forcefully taking it off. You were left in only your panties, soaked with your arousal. "Oh wow, all wet for me?" the vampire scoffed. He looked at you for a moment and decided to unbuckle his leather pants, not breaking eye contact with you.

"Damn.." you whispered among seeing his cock spring out of his briefs, it's huge length and girth taking you aback. You knew that was gonna hurt as hell.

"What? Like what you see?" he giggled. "Come here."

"Hm?"

"I told you to come here" and he didn't even finish talking that he grabbed you by your waist, bringing you closer. You were now sitting on your knees on the bed, eyes looking up at Mingi, him standing straight on the carpet, right near the bed frame. Your cunt was rubbing against the now-wet fabric under you, the linen soaked in your juices.

Mingi's right hand went for your chin, stroking your cheek softly, his left hand pumping his aching length lazily. "You see my cock?" he said and guided the tip to your lips. "You're gonna take it all up your throat" his pointing finger under your chin, poking you to open your mouth. You took his dick in your mouth, trying to adjust to the girth. It was really stretching your mouth out, the corners of your lips aching and tears swelling in your eyes.

"Mhm, just like this." One of his hands went to the back of your head, tangling in your hair. "Though.. it's not enough" and he thrusted himself in your throat, your nose hitting his pelvis. You gagged on his dick, but he didn't move. He stayed like that for a moment, letting your throat get adjusted to his size. In the meantime, you wanted to touch yourself so bad, but your hands were tied at your back so you were left with grinding against the linen.

"You feel so good, sweetie. Let's see, how much can you take, hm?" the vampire whispered, pleased by your performance. He then started mouth-fucking you. He went on for a couple of thrusts, stopping for a moment, as deep as possible deep down your throat.

"Look at this..." Mingi said and touched your neck, feeling a small lump. "See how good you are to me, hm? I can even feel my cock deep down your throat from the outside. Such a good girl.." he leaned in and pulled your hair to make you look up at him in the eyes. His cock dropped heavily from your mouth, precum dripping continuously from the red throbbing tip. "Look at me" your head dizzy and spinning, your eyes went up to his.

"W-what?" you murmured.

"What do you want from me, sweetheart? Tell me. I can fulfill any of your desires" the vampire said, eyes glistening red with lust. "Tell me."

"I w-want you to fuck me" you said.

"Hm? Say it again."

"I want you to fuck me!" you scoffed angrily, catching a glimpse of his smirk as soon as you finished your words.

"Good girl. Turn around, ass up"

"I hate you so much, Mingi"

"I love you too, y/n. Turn the fuck around" the vampire said and manhandled you on your belly, untying the cuffs and throwing them on the floor. He took a moment to look at the exposing position you were in, your breasts slowly falling out of the corset, your ass red from all his fondling until now. He slapped your ass once, getting a soft moan out of your slowly rising chest. He spread out your cheeks, one of his hands fondling with the rim. He prepped you for a moment then pulled you closer, his aching tip throbbing against your hole. Without warning he pushed himself in, bottoming down. You let out a loud moan, feeling your hole being stretched out. It hurt so bad, yet it was so pleasurable. Tears formed in your eyes once again, gripping the sheets around you.

"Once again, babe.. take it all up" he said and started fucking you rapidly, holding onto your ass and back for dear life.

"You feel-" he bottomed down completely once more. "So fucking good". He was becoming louder and louder, sometimes letting out soft curses and whines. He was getting closer, you thought. His thursts became sloppied and heavier, filling you up good.

"Ng-baby. I'm so close" he gripped your back tighter, deepening himself. One of his hands went for your neck, holding it from under your body, his plump lips leaving soft kisses on your spine and back. He thrusted a few more times before you felt heavy strings of silky cum filling you all up. He fucked you through his orgasm, sending you over the edge.

"Oh-my god" you shouted and gripped the sheets once again, feeling the knot in your belly getting thighter and thigther.

"What, y/n? say it. Use your words" he said, panting.

"I wann-na c-cum" you whispered.

"You want me to make you finish, sweetie?"

"Yes fuck please, Mingi!" your voice coarse and your breath hitching. He started rapidly pounding you, his hands all over your body. He picked you up, his chest close to your arched back, he was kneeling on the bed. His left hand on your belly, holding you close and his right hand on your neck, his thumb rubbing your lips. You took his finger in your mouth, sucking on it slowly, with every of his thrusts. He fucked you for a couple more times and you felt your high washing over you.

"I'm not done with you" he said and fucked you through your orgasm, himself being close again. He once again came in you, filling you up.

He stopped for a moment and stayed like that, hugging you from the back, you cockwarming him, your juices slowly seeping out of your hole right on his dick. He took his time to put you down slowly, to which he then laid next to you.

"I never thought I'd fuck my mortal enemy, y/n." he said, looking at you.

"Me neither. I hate you so much, man. I could kill you right now and no one would ever notice." you said, cocky.

"Still bratty? After I fucked you dumb? Want me to go for a 3rd round?" he said and pinned over you.

"Bet." you copied his words and taking that as a yes he leaned in for a kiss, letting you know he wasn't even close to being done with you for the night.

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canisalbus · 1 year ago

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Hiya! I have a very important question, mayhaps THE most important question on this planet!

What's your favorite animal? I guess that it might be a canid of some kind but I could be wrong.

(You don't have to answer if you don't want to, I'm just curious)

As you already surmised, I like canids a lot! Dogs are wonderful in general but I can't seem to get enough of sighthounds in particular, they're just really elegant and sculptural (makes them very fun to draw) and are so full of character (as a quiet and introverted but mostly friendly creature I find them very relatable).

I also love deer! Reindeer (or caribou, same species) are particularly close to my heart.

And goats, especially those leggy and mostly hornless but very colorful breeds from South Asia.

Cats. All sorts of cats, they're great.

Just so this wouldn't be all mammals, my favorite birds are arctic loon and peacock.

My favorite fish is the coelacanth.

My favorite reptiles are European adder and lace monitor.

When it comes to amphibians, glass frogs are very neat.

There's so too many invertebrates to choose from but I've always liked various mantises and hermit crabs.

#answered #iregretallofmylifedecisions #needlessly long and image heavy post but since you asked #and I like making you look at pictures of cool animals #long post

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juniperhillpatient · 5 months ago

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I have talked about this a lot before but it’s on my mind & also it’s something that really should be discussed more in Buffy fandom -

People are constantly talking about how Spike defies all the rules Buffy was taught about demons & vampires & rightfully so. A vampire falling in love with a slayer & fighting for his soul for her is such a romantic notion & I do love it but the nuance of Spike’s arc is even more interesting than that! He does love Buffy but not only that he befriends the Scoobies too. He brings flowers for Joyce after she dies. He helps prove that Tara is not a demon when her family tries to gaslight her & isolate her. He becomes a pseudo big brother to Dawn.

And yet none of that is even what I’m here to talk about! Spike IS a hero & he does have a long spanning redemption arc before the soul (& we’re NOT here to talk about Seeing Red right now, as usual that topic is too expansive & requires its own post) that should be acknowledged & his character is rightfully praised but he is NOT the only exception to vampires having nuance & it drives me crazy that we act like he is. The Judge isn’t just talking to Spike when he says this:

“You TWO.” He’s talking about Drusilla too! He says that they share affection & jealousy. That Angelus in his total sociopathic lack of human emotion is the odd one here.

Then you have things like this -

Conversations with Dead People has Buffy sharing a very long & deep conversation with an old acquaintance turned vampire. And it’s far from the only example in universe of a vampire retaining some sense of camaraderie with people from their life!

That’s right this entire rant has been a lead up to talk about my best girly Harmony Kendall. You’ve fallen for my ruse if you’ve read this far muahaha! Admittedly Harmony’s strongest moments are mostly unfortunately on Angel but even in season four of Buffy when she dates Spike she is clearly intended at times to be sympathetic. Season 4 is also interesting because we see a lot interactions between various gangs of vampires like Harmony’s so-called minions & even Sundays gang where they’re very much evil but also sharing in living (existing?) space & acting like bickering roommates or siblings. Like creatures with bonds & personalities & intricacies.

The point I’m trying to make is that the show never truly wants to grapple with the existence of Spike in all his nuance but it’s also not just about him! In general there is so much to grapple with in the idea that vampires can change & be redeemed & I’m not saying I’m anti scary evil vampires I’m just saying the universe gave us these hints of nuance & then the characters never grappled with it & that’s lame. For Buffy killing things that have a shot at redemption however small would be a major emotional blow if she ever addressed it! Especially in her season 5 “am I just a killer 🥺” arc. Let’s deal with the implications!

Let’s deal with Xander’s trauma about killing Jessie & just how much it would/should hurt for him to see Spike increasingly choose good & work with the Scoobies. I would LOVE to know Xander’s reaction to Harmony’s arc on Angel or Cordelia befriending her & letting her go ina world where the writing acknowledges that he drove a stake through his best friends heart!

It’s just that the writers accidentally complicated their own lore & then totally refused to ever let their characters address what the cracks in the stories they tell themselves mean. Giles says that a vampire is no longer the person but instead the thing that killed them. What’s scarier: the idea that your loved one was killed & something wears their face like a mask OR much more insane (to me) the idea that your loved one came back very wrong but it’s still them? Your brother eats people now but he still remembers how you like your eggs & can quote every episode of the cartoon you watched as kids. Your mom murdered that woman from the PTA who always talked too much in cold blood but she still remembers the recipe for your favorite pancakes. The show wanted scary vampires but it got so caught up in never addressing the infinitely more complex & scarier vampires it accidentally created & sticking to the more simplistic initial idea that it did both the characters & lore very dirty. And I’ll never shut up about it!!!

#buffy the vampire slayer #spike btvs #harmony kendall #btvs meta #spike #btvs spike #drusilla #angelus #Angel #ats #angel the series #I get so crazy thinking about Harmony she’s so underrated 🥺😭

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radio-writes · 11 months ago

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Keep All Your Worries Aside

Alastor on his partner's birthday - Headcanons

Warnings: implied power imbalance, slight manipulation

Tags: Alastor x reader, gn reader, fluff, self indulgent as hell

MDNI

Alastor used to adore birthdays when he was alive. It was the perfect time to get to know people; friends and targets alike.

He also got the chance to earn the person's favor, which was never a downside to him. He never knew when it would be useful to have those people on his side, after all.

Whenever he had partners in his lifetime, whether just for show or out of genuine care for their company, he spoiled the ever living heart out of them. Dinner, gifts, dancing, his absolute undivided attention—whatever they wanted and more he made sure to give it all to them.

It was unconsciously an addicting habit for him. He loved the way it made them so happy. How he knew he was the cause of their smiles and hence could just take it away any time he wanted to. How it made them so thankful to get to spend such a special time with him.

After he died, however, the excitement over birthdays was all but left behind in the mortal part of his existence.

Alastor didn't see the point of celebrating a birthday, specially when in Hell. After all, he was hard pressed to even find anyone that was happy about being born into this world, only to be stuck in such a miserable cesspool in the end.

And besides, not a lot of wandering souls even revealed that much of themselves anymore. Something as personal as a birthday was often kept a secret, in fear of it being used against them somehow.

Perhaps, sarcastically, he has brought up the idea here and there. If he knew it brought some sort of anguish or misery to some lowly sinner, why wouldn't he?

But when it was his darling partner who just openly shared such information with him? Oh, he just couldn't help but to be interested.

Such a little act showed how much they trusted him, and he couldn't just let that go unpaid, could he? It would mean he would owe them, after all.

Alastor found that his old habits came back a lot faster than he expected them to. He found himself dragging his darling out all around the pentagram—whether they wanted to go or not—showing them off, showing them the sights, showing them a generally great time with his arm looped around theirs.

He bought every single thing they even glanced at, but he didn't dare burden their arms with holding it all. No, he had his shadow creatures trailing behind, carrying all his gifts for them.

Couldn't he just simply bring them into their room at the hotel? Of course! Easily so with a snap of his fingers. But that wouldn't be as fun as getting to show off just how well he could provide for his partner.

It's only when his dear finally asked him to ease up on the fanfare—they feared the trail of shadows would cause a traffic accident at this point—did Alastor finally stop and just transported their gifts to the hotel.

He took them out dancing, shopping, drinking. Always had a hand on them no matter what, to keep them close.

He found that old giddy feeling in his chest seeing his darling smile because of him—knowing he alone caused their happiness.

And when they thanked him at the end of it all? Said those oh so humble words

"I have no idea how to repay you for all of this."

Well, no one could blame him when his grin stretched just a tad bit wider. Eager, excited, thrilled. He hadn't exactly set out to earn any favors on their birthday, it was simply to pay back the trust they gave him.

But hey, he wouldn't turn down having his darling in debted to him. And he could certainly think of a few ways they could return the favor.

It is my birthday and if I say I want fluffy Al, I'm getting fluffy Al.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin alastor #hazbin alastor x reader #alastor #alastor x reader #vien writes #Yes I was born on april fools day #nobody is a bigger fool than I #believing I could keep up with Al's dancing when I have 0 rhythm and 0 grace #oh vien i thought this was a dark content blog #it still is #this is just birthday fluff self indulgence don't come for my ass

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bee-the-loser-recs · 4 days ago

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lacewing-if · 11 months ago

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Warning: infrequent/mild sexual content, explicit language, violence, flawed characters, morally questionable behavior, obsession, bully romance, etc…

DEMO ✶ FORUM ✶ TAG

✶ Synopsis ✶

My family doesn't have a good history with the paranormals. When I was seven, my sister got kidnapped by a vampire. Years earlier, my aunt disappeared with a faerie. The sight of them with a supernatural was the last any one of us could witness. It's as if they were erased from existence.

Mom and Dad try to equip me against these creatures. The idea that one of us will disappear again is too much to bear. But when a certain supernatural comes into my life, revealing a lot more about me that my family could ever know, I wonder if all those years of training could prepare me enough for this.

✶ Romantic options ✶

Charlie (gender-selectable)

Their parents passed away, so my family decided to take them under our wing. They’re sweet, they care about me, and I can always count on them with anything. I wonder if I have the same impact on them.

Ashton/Ashley (gender-selectable)

That irritating vampire who acts way too friendly with me for our own sake. They're volatile, they're suspicious, they're always flirting with me for no reason! But why does my heart beat so fast when I see them?

✶ About game ✶

• Vampire Diaries meets interactive fiction

• A pre-defined female protagonist (name customizable)

• At least 2 love interests and up, harem route available

• Get involved into school drama, supernatural drama, just drama in general

#interactive fiction #choice of games #otome game #reverse harem #female protagonist #choicescript #hosted games #cyoa #romance #paranormal #genderlock female #urban fantasy #stake through #stabh

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korereapers · 1 year ago

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I collaborated with the amazing @laxi0v0 for a cute little event we made in the scriddler server. This is Laxi's art about the fic I wrote, and HONESTLY HONESTLY i couldn't have asked for a better and more supportive partner. Her art is way better than I would ever dream on writing and honestly, Laxi, I'm so glad it was you bc we vibe a lot about our tastes w this ship.

The fic will be on ao3 later, but here, for you guys, before anyone else:

Jonathan takes a sip out his mug, nicely decorated with a pumpkin, the recipe of the pumpkin spice coffee perfected by him for decades. It’s warm, it tastes like fall, and it’s the start of what Jonathan considers to be the best time of the year.

It started like a small tradition for him, when he finally left home and started studying to become the psychologist he wanted to be. Halloween was to be celebrated, especially for freaks like him, abhorrent creatures that made great-granny’s skin crawl. He was proud of that, in a way. It was his moment, it still is, after all of these years, because he is still a freak, he belongs to this weather and these colors more than he belongs anywhere else. He belongs between ocher leaves and the smell of fog, the rain starting to fall over Gotham, only to leave when it’s summer again. The start of his kingdom, of the time he rules over.

Or it would be, if Edward wasn’t so adamant about going to freaking Starbucks.

He doesn’t get it, not really. A malnourished child from Georgia, surrounded by overworked kids that serve them with the most forced smile when Edward asks, yet again, for the infamous Pumpkin Spice Latte. With ice. Oatmeal milk. Whipped cream.

Jonathan wants to die.

“How is this even supposed to be spooky?”

Edward rolls his eyes, green contact lenses barely moving, as if they were starting to get glued to his irises. Which should be a bad sign, but Jonathan is, yet again, not his boyfriend’s keeper.

“Not everything has to be spooky when this time arrives, Jonathan.”

He kind of dislikes it, when he calls him by his full name. He calls him Jon when they are alone, when they are intimate, when their bodies or their hearts are entwined. He doesn’t like when he calls him Jonathan, because that means that Edward thinks he is being too bitter, complaining too much, a complete prick.

It’s not that he dislikes the stupid PSL, either, but it feels like desecrating one of his oldest traditions, and he feels as if he were betraying himself.

“Don’t you like my recipe, then? Do you dislike it so much we have to come here every single week?”

The cashier smiles at them awkwardly as Edward pays for their order, tipping the young lady generously.

“Do you have to take everything personally? I started getting here when I finally had my own money to spend. Is it that hard to just enjoy it, when I want to share it with you?”

Oh. A tradition. Jonathan distractedly drinks from his thematic glass, but says nothing.

They are really different, Edward and himself. To Edward, spending time and money like this… is almost a love language. It’s a lifestyle that he works hard to keep, having dinner in expensive places, getting coffee every time he can. Sharing it with him, because Jonathan is important to him.

Jonathan may be unable to feel fear, and his brain may be as damaged as Edward’s heart, but guilt still crawls its way into his psyche. It still makes him feel uneasy, because he cares, because he understands the feeling, because he wants to share his recipe with Edward because of the exact same reason.

He touches Edward’s hand when they sit, an apology he doesn’t utter but that can be felt in his irradiated orange eyes.

“I like it when you share time and nourishment with me.”

Edward’s expression softens, a glint of blue under the bright green contact lenses.

“Wow, when did you get emotionally aware?” his mouth says instead, and for a moment, Jonathan understands the Bat and his compulsion to punch him in the mouth.

“I’m a psychologist, Edward.”

“... right,” he mutters, his voice cheeky, still clearly a little mad, his thoughts loud. Jonathan loves that about him, his expression when he is deep in thought, when he is trying to understand something. A puzzle, a new riddle in their lives. “That recipe of yours is really important to you, too, if I’m guessing correctly.”

Jonathan nods, his eyes still on Edward’s, who seems to be feeling a little bit too shy to look at him, knowing that they are having an emotionally vulnerable moment.

“It is. I made it myself and… I want to share it with you.”

Edward does smile a little at that, his voice softer when he speaks.

“Let me try it later. I want to give it the thought and recognition it deserves.”

Jonathan’s thumb caresses Edward’s hand, his smile contagious. Like a well concocted virus.

“I would love to.”

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Edward is pretty sure that he is (very unluckily, by the way) dating the man with the poorest taste in the world. Jonathan seems to think that he is hilarious, dressed in his usual costume, even the needles oozing toxin as he sits quietly on the couch.

There is a thing about him that Edward has always loved: how he becomes a different person when the mask is on.

They used to talk about it, back in the day, when they used to share a room in the Asylum. Jonathan felt naked without his mask, his expression dull and almost tense, devoid of what made him himself. Edward, at least, has managed to make those expressions change, the real Jon emerging from behind whatever aloof façade he tries to put on to protect himself, to pretend he is a regular human being and not the freak that makes his heart melt.

He must surely be smiling behind the mask, then. Edward can almost feel him vibrating in excitement, like a small child, and in a way, he kind of is. A reclaimed childhood, the enjoyment of a joy he wasn’t allowed to feel. He can understand that.

Still, the poorest fucking choice of a Halloween costume.

“Really, Jon? The most original idea, I have to say.”

Jonathan looks at him, and he can feel his piercing eyes even behind the mask, the expression of a predator, so dangerous it makes his face flush a little. Birds of a feather, both of them. The Scarecrow sighs, deeply, the sound distorted behind the mask. It’s creepy, he has to admit, which is probably… kind of the point.

“Like you’re one to talk, Herlock Sholmes.”

Edward gasps, indignant. His Poirot costume is nothing to be laughed at.

“Excuse me?!”

He can almost feel the smile behind the mask, because Edward knows him, he knows Jonathan is an avid reader, he knows the difference between Agatha Christie and Arthur Conan Doyle, for fuck's sake. He is doing this on purpose, to rile him up. He always is.

Edward's mind goes somewhere else, somewhere private. Somewhere where he is indeed riled up, and Jonathan touches his cheek, looking up at his face from behind the mask, Edward sitting on his lap, while long, dangerous hands go up his thigh, eyes hungry-

The doorbell rings. Edward goes back to reality, Jonathan's eyes on him as he moves towards the entrance, the tips of his ears surely blushing.

When he opens the door, he has to look down, because damn, kids sure look tinier these days. He cannot remember to be this short, this innocent, this…

Happy.

He feels Jonathan's chin on his shoulder, almost jumping in place because the man is silent like a ghost, no matter how eager he is to take part in the holiday.

One of the kids is wearing a Batman costume, and Edward tries his hardest not to roll his eyes, with better or worse success. Another kid is dressed as Harley Quinn, what makes him wonder if these parents are in need of any kind of psychological help. The youngest, a child dressed as Wonder Woman, looks at them with badly hidden mischief, and Edward feels tempted to just close the door.

"Trick or treat!" They ask in unison, and before Edward can answer, Jonathan drops a bag in front of them, full of who knows what, but the kids don't ask.

Such blissful ignorance.

"Thank you Mister Holmes! Mister Scarecrow!" The girl dressed up as Batman says, and the one dressed as Wonder Woman purses her lips in disgust.

"Poirot's moustache isn't like that. You're a fake."

The kid dressed as Harley Quinn laughs in response, taking the bag of candy and running away with Wonder Woman. The one dressed as Batman follows who Edward believes to be her sisters, and he blissfully thanks that they don't have any children.

"Please tell me the bag is full of drugs."

Jonathan chuckles a little, his arms around Edward's waist.

"Hershey's," is everything he says, his sudden lack of malice and evil intent a headache for Edward.

"Oh, Jon. Are you going soft on me?"

Jonathan's smile can be felt in the air, a predator, a killer awaiting their next victim.

"Me? Oh, darlin'..." he whispers against Edward's ear, his distorted voice making him shudder in anticipation. "Never."

#scriddler #my stuff #and laxi's #dc #riddler #scarecrow #edward nygma #edward nigma #edward nashton #jonathan crane #i love you laxi.... really

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bluberryfields · 1 year ago

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"David is very easy to fall in love with." - Michael Sheen

Hi. How are you? Good, I hope. Okay, so can we talk about just how fucking beautiful David Tennant is? And by “we” I mean “I” and by “talk” I mean “babble incoherently into the void”? Great! I’ll attempt to impose a bit of organization on this just to satisfy my pathological need to inflict structure on words (thanks college/job/brain), but I can’t promise much. Also, there will be A LOT of pictures and gifs. (you’re welcome?)

And this isn’t just because I am deep in the bottomless well of Good Omens fandom and that Crowley is basically the most breathtaking creature that has ever existed. Well, not just because of that.

*cue Aziraphale's "good lord" from 1793*

ANYWAY, like a lot of people, I became a fan of (i.e., fell deeply and irrevocably in love with) DT during his run as the 10th Doctor. He was young and bright and full of just about everything – joy, sorrow, wit – making him incredibly watchable. His look was also so charming: big bouncy rooster comb of hair, absurdly cheeky smile, expressive-as-fuck eyes and eyebrows, and a tall, lanky form that seemed to be made of rubber and the kind of granulated sugar that could only be found in candy from the 90s that are now banned in all first- and second-world countries.

So yeah, I was super into him and his Doctor’s adventures. And I continued to watch him in other projects and still swoon (looking at you, slutty Hamlet)

even at characters where that was not the desired reaction (fuck you, Kilgrave, you delicious monster).

I would also always become a bit (a lot) weak in the knees at his voice regardless of which accent he took on, though always preferring him doing any Scottish brogue because of fucking course.

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Roll that tongue, you sexy beast.

But what I want to get into today is just how incredible he looks in the year of 2023.

He’s 52 years old and I am somehow even more attracted to him. Maybe it’s because I am myself older, and my tastes have matured alongside? I certainly do enjoy gray hair way more than I did 10 years ago.

He’s aged incredibly well, probably a combination of good genes and good health, and he’s clearly not clinging to the Hollywood idea of “youth”.

(insert obligatory grumble about the double standards of men being praised for aging and women being demonized…the potentially problematic nature of the term “aging well” in general…acknowledge this with my enlightened brain but ignore this with my slutty heart…fuck the patriarchy, etc. etc.)

He’s still tall and skinny, even gangly at times, all long arms and legs that can move in impossible directions with unfathomable grace.

His face is leaner, that incredible bone structure creating sharper edges that draw the eye. Speaking of the face, he’s got these creases on his forehead and at the corners of his eyes and mouth that are evidence of time spent well: smiling, laughing, living. Makes you want to trace your fingertips along each one.

Oh god that smile? Good lord. It’s weapons grade charm that can also be quite intimidating. Sweet, humble, silly, scary…full spectrum of options here! His shark smile is the definition of “irresistible” in my Dictionary of Delicious Dudes.

I am both proud of and grossed out by my own word choice.

Continuing with that face...the hawkish nose, the dimples you want to drown in, the big eyes, those motherfucking eyebrows...

I could seriously write a whole essay about those eyebrows, but I already give my therapist enough to worry about.

Oh those eyes. “Piercing” is a term usually reserved for blue eyes, but I would argue it applies to DT’s bottomless chocolate pools in that they slice through my heart every damn time.

Honorable mention does go to those Crowley snake eyes because they could have been distracting and diminishing to his overall look, but they absolutely are not.

Such a pretty shade of yellow.

Random tangent to swoon about his hands. For whatever reason, I like checking out a man’s hands, and DT’s got a set that drives me wild. I can’t even really explain why, but I just really like the way he articulates with them. Crowley is a perfect example, what with the miracle snaps, caressing globes, and holding whisky glasses. Yum.

Delicious demon digits

Fresh tangent: How does this fucker look good clean shaven, with stubble, and a goddamn beard? How is that allowed?

He's got a face that makes me wanna take up sculpting

Further, how is his fucking neck so hot? Like, seriously, show me the math. I can’t stop staring at it. And when it’s cloaked in a turtleneck? Please, sir, may I have some more?

Fuuuuuuuck

With no segue whatsoever, I am absolutely obsessed with his hair, across all contexts. Big, bold, blood-red Crowley coifs (especially in Season 2)? Check.

Proper gentleman side part? Check.

Side shave with cartoonishy springy 14th Doctor shock? Check.

Lockdown locks with and without headband? Check!

It’s a goddamn buffet of delicious options.

Oh damn speaking of that 14th Doctor look? Good fucking Christ on a buttery Ritz cracker. The whole DT collection is on display: the hair, the eyes, the bone structure, the smile, the clothes, and even the glasses!

To quote Pam on Archer, “I swear to god, you could drown a toddler in my panties right now! I mean, not that you would.”

Now that you (I) mention the clothes, I never cease to marvel at how he can wear pretty much anything and look amazing. Stripes, patterns, wild colors, etc. He just always looks…not exactly comfortable, but sort of at ease like the clothes were created with him in mind. And this goes across the spectrum of Casual to Costume to Promotional (e.g., interviews and premieres).

They are almost illegally cute together

We all know by now how ridiculously tight those Crowley pants are and how it influenced his signature serpentine swagger (thank you, Costume department, you’re the real heroes). That said, he and those slinky hips still looks so incredibly natural in them like they came from his actual closet.

Stupid sexy snek

And he pulls off the look of more ridiculous stuff like full Shakespearean costumes or that sad gray-hoodie-black-shorts-and-Wellington-boots combo from the first season of Staged. He somehow gives off the air of “whatever, they’re just clothes, man” while also looking like a damn model.

Georgia is a very lucky woman

Final thoughts: I know DT dislikes talking about how people think he’s so attractive because I’m sure it feels a bit icky if you just want to live your life and do your job. But my guy also clearly understands that he’s not some ghoul who has succeeded on incredible personality and acting chops alone. So, that said, maybe he'll forgive me for posting such a long, rambling, ode to him?

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maleyanderecafe · 12 days ago

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Hi!! Hope you're having a wonderful day/night!!

I was going through your recommendation list and since I didn't see it, I'd like to recommend Reanimated heart vn to you!! It's my number one most beloved VN and it's extremely well written!! It's also partially voice acted and has a really cool character journal and inventory system!! And one of the LI Vincenzo is also a yandere!!

I feel like you may like it!!

Phew you were right this is a really well made game. It took me a bit to play it because despite it only really going over the prologue/first chapter (or from what I heard, half of it) there's a ton of content within it (that and while I was playing it, there was an update, so there's that as well.) Since there's not a guide currently and I'm kind of useless without a guide, I did my best to see as much of the content as possible. Vincenzo definitely shows signs of being a yandere (along with Black) though since this is just a prologue, not too much has gone on yet. This game has pretty extensive worldbuilding as well and can get pretty gory at times, thus the r18 rating. You can find more information @doubledeadstudio.

This game is pretty lengthy and you can actually pursue three love interests (Crux, Black and Vincenzo). Since Vincenzo is the main topic of this ask, I'll be focusing my time on him, though I'll still mention things from Black's route as well. The blog also mentions that Crux might be one as well, though at least currently in the game I don't really see too many signs of it, but I can theorize near the end.

The story starts out with Moss/Player (default name, though Moss sounds better so I'm going to just use Moss) trying to escape as the world devolves into violence and chaos, riots everywhere. While leaving, they are hit by a car, but instead of actually dying, they instead get isekaied to another world with a green sky and a giant tree in the center (like yggsdril) before being jumpscared by a guy with a lot of teeth looming over them. They are eventually caught by two guys after attempting to run away, Black, the one who jumpscared Moss and is now a zombie and Crux, the mage who brought him there. Crux explains whats going on to a confused Moss and Black. Basically, Crux and Black were friends in the original world. Black died from trying to save a girl from getting shot and the Crux from the original world had set up a spell in advanced to get him revived. However, Moss ended up interfering by accident, leading to the two of them being transferred to this world with no way out and for Black to essentially become a zombie. Crux as a mage is able to be aware of his other selves in other worlds, which is why he knows about all of this, though now that they're both stuck here, they have to find places to live. Crux sets up Black in a recently deceased person's house and Moss with a friend named Greta, whose mother had just recently died. Upon going to Greta's place, we learn a little big more about the world that they have transported to: magic is something that everyone has (which is given by the giant tree), there are magical creatures here, people who come here from other worlds are called outsiders and that apparently Moss does have some sort of powers (this is more implied though). We also learn about Greta herself, as she sells weed to pay for rent (which later can become Moss's part time job), she and her mother had a close relationship (thus the reason that she wanted someone to be in the house, as it was too lonely to bare without her) and that she's generally fairly somber in nature, though takes care of Moss fairly well by providing meals and other things. After setting up, Moss heads to sleep.

The next day, Black asks to meet up with Moss downtown and upon meeting up with him, we learn that Black seems to not really eat normal food anymore nor really sleep or have a heartbeat, though he seems to have a great craving for humans (as a zombie would) and decides that eating the guy who ran Moss over is a good idea. The two end up tracking the guy into an abandoned factory. However, upon getting there we find that someone else has already gotten to him first, and quite literally, as someone is already killing and ripping this man apart into flesh and other pieces. We are met by Vincenzo, the killer and Black ends up eating the remains of the person. After going back and sleeping, the next day Crux basically gets Moss to get a job and start pulling their weight by running deliveries for Greta. Crux ends up driving them to many places to run their deliveries and chatting about what happened the day before. With this we learn a couple of things about Vincenzo: that he's a well known serial killer that has a lot of copycats, that even when killed he is able to somehow revive and continue killing people and that there's a lot of people who fangirl/find him hot. After this you can choose the route that you'll be going for.

So we'll be going for Vincenzo's route first. Moss gets curious about the fact that Vincenzo can regenerate and thus goes back to the abandoned factory to check it out. However, before even getting there and reaching downtown, they are caught by Vincenzo and brought to the factory after passing out. Upon waking up, Moss is bound to a chair with Vincenzo lying his head on their lap. He seems to have taken an interest in Moss seeing that they seem to have basically materialized out of nowhere and pretty much claims them as his. He recounts how similar the two were, that he too was captured by a military general and bound into the dark for years, eventually falling in love and killing him. After questioning him and his intentions with Black (he best responds to obedient answers and betraying Black, it seems) and eventually Moss is forced to be his toy (or killed otherwise) through a ring created by magic that binds the two together.

After heading out and hanging out with Greta more (or going to your bedroom), you are brought by Crux the next day to join a volunteer/rebellion group where we meet Asha, a person we actually delivered to previously. Hana, the leader of the organization introduces everyone to the Evergreen Volunteer Organization where they house people who are homeless, help out in soup kitchen and pick litter off the streets. Crux and Black immediately start asking a bunch of questions including pointing out the lack of members in the group, and why they aren't doing more to actually oppose the government wrongdoings (mostly because people are terrified of Vincenzo which has killed off a lot of their members), which really makes Hana think until a lady named Brandi comes out to basically kick Hana while she's down even more before Hana ultimately kicks her out. After watching Crux and Black bicker, Moss goes to comfort Hana, though Hana agrees that the questioning did help her realize that she has backpedaled in what their organization originally stood for and how far they've fallen and how she's changed since first starting the organization. Upon going back, Moss can either pass out or talk to Vincenzo about what they had done for the day. We can then go and talk with the various characters and run deliveries for Greta. Talking to Vincenzo, we can learn about his mutations and his living quarters (the mutation seems to be caused by a "deal" made with a powerful abomination so that he can have powers but also so the abomination can sort of puppet his body around.

Upon returning back, Greta asks Moss to help her get rid of a Mutie problem, basically a type of pest that is common there and is currently wrecking havoc on her lawn. She asks moss to go to the market to get something that can get rid of the mutie, and sends Moss on their way after giving them some money. After going through a strange ritual to get there, Moss encounters one of the shopkeepers, Missy and buys some things, most importantly a comic book about muties. Upon leaving, Moss runs into Crux who seems to have also wanted the comic as well. Seeing as the information is accurate, Crux proposes a trade where he'll get rid of the mutie in exchange for the comic book. Upon returning to Greta's house, we learn that muties are sort of spirits that have some sort of unfinished business, and after Crux pulls out some magical garments to allow the mutie to pass on, Moss gives him the comic book. Afterwards, Vincenzo tells Moss to meet him downtown (and ignoring this leads to something weird crawling inside of them at night). Upon meeting up with Vincenzo for this date, bringing moss to a table with a naked women tied up and basically tells Moss that they can do anything with her. You can then decide to try to let her go, rape her or kill her (Vincenzo responds best to killing her in a vicious way, which is pretty much what I did immediately because of course I did). Whether you are able to save this lady, kill her or otherwise defile her, the date eventually ends. The next day, Moss returns to the volunteer organization after seeing an email pretty much going full attack and petitioning a new law that had just came out by getting signatures. As a result, Black and Moss go out to get signatures from various places eventually finding two bodies at a construction site. After this, Moss gets a choice of where to work at, either at the same bar as Black, as a magical apprentice with Crux or continuing delivering for Grete.

After that you have freetime to visit people and buy things. We learn from Vincenzo that the two bodies are in fact not his killings but rather killings from a copycat killer, that he dated Crux before and that he has the ability to leave this world if he wants to. The next day you are presented with the opportunity to go to the protesting that Hana has organized or to skip it and end up helping Black with something. Either way, the next day, Moss heads downtown after Vincenzo summons them again, this time however, appearing as a woman. And here you can tell her your preferences for either form. Vincenzo remarks that Black has been arrested (whether you know that or not is based on the previous choice) and that Vincenzo wants to get revenge on the person who tried to impersonate her killings. After tracking down this Irving Dunham, Vincenzo gets you to become a distraction to get him out and so they can kidnap him. Vincenzo kidnapped him basically to see if there was any potential in him, though after he admits to killing his family, he ends up dying/bleeding by her hands. In the end, Vincenzo gives basically an upgraded ring to help Moss in case something happens to them.

Black's route mostly goes around the sudden transformation of being a zombie and his sense of morality as well as Moss visiting him while he's getting a tattoo. I won't go as detailed into it since other than him being overprotective over Moss (mostly because he feels guilty that he was the reason that Moss came here in the first place), we don't see to much of the yandere side of him (and the ask is more on Vincenzo rather than Black, I just thought I'd also mention him since at least stated on the tumblr page, he might also qualify as a yandere).

So yeah, anyways, this game is really well made. With just the game system alone there's an inventory and journal section and I love the way the UI is done (since I'm a sucker for cool UI in games) as the entire UI system is more reminiscent of a scrapbook. The world itself is also very cool too, with it's green skies and magic, definitely portrays a certain mood along with its themes of injustice, society, punk/rebel type of culture and others. Seriously, this world is genuinely very interesting and a lot of thought and effort was put into it. The characters too are all pretty fun to interact with, Crux is sly at times but still pretty caring, Black is more direct but has a soft side, Vincenzo has a genuine creepy feeling to him to contrast with his more charming personality, Asha has a very chill vibe, while Greta is more somber (for some reason she kind of reminds me of Elliot Reed) and then my favorite girl Hana is not only cute but commanding. I think its really nice that despite the fact that we're introduced to so many characters that they are all unique in a way that I can remember. There's a ton of concepts that get explored as well, from morality to mortality, to religion, and societal issues. It is very wild to me that this game isn't more popular than it is currently.

Considering this is just the prologue/first chapter, we don't really know the extent to how Vincenzo will evolve as a character and as a yandere. We see already that he had tendencies given his previous partners and the guard that imprisoned him, killing him out of love and we see that he has a sense of possessiveness to him, especially when Moss is claimed by him. He seems to enjoy violence over everything considering that he is a serial killer and likes obedience overall, as well as worry when Moss isn't around which is why he equips them with the ring near the end. As a yandere, I can see him more as a violent type and one that when when he grows an attachment is the type to either kill them (out of an overwhelming love, as we see with the guard) or to possibly become his partner in crime (for lack of a better word). I do see him having an obsession with the player given that at least in this route, Moss is thrown into more dire situations where they can be violent or otherwise evil and we can kind of see that corruption already taking place as the game goes on, even in just the prologue. Technically speaking I guess it wouldn't be so much as a strictly male yandere, but rather a genderfluid one since Vincenzo can be a girl, but I mean, you do in the end get to choose so given the option I'll just consider it a "male" yandere. But yeah, I see Vincenzo as a combination of a lot of types, more manipulative to a certain degree, violent for sure, unpredictable and always testing the player. Having this kind of serial killer yandere that can't be killed as well as having to experience the gore of such things in the game is pretty terrifying. Aside from that he also kidnaps and stalks people (including the player).

Black on the other hand is more overprotective if anything and we can already see that in the game so far. In a lot of places, he's worried about the player and will often defend them in many places, case in point: meeting Vincenzo for the first time. Much of his route is his struggles with his new zombie form, having not only having to eat humans to sustain himself but also to prevent himself from attacking Moss, even asking them to chain him up in the room. He always seems a bit ashamed in a sense to eat humans in front of the player and is always wanting to help. In a sense, Black is very similar to a guard dog, though at the moment it seems mostly out of guilt for dragging Moss into the world rather than having any romantic feelings for them. I think if there are any endings in the future that are yanderelike, it would probably be due to an overprotective action such as killing one of Moss's friends that might be a danger to them.

Crux is a little harder to decipher, but we do see more of his tender side in his route. While he is sly and manipulative, often stalking, hacking and reading through other people (such as Black's) history, we also see that he is very protective over his family. Crux is the type of guy who seems very does whatever he wants and goes with the flow, though he's clearly harboring another secret given that he seems to recognize Moss, but won't admit to it. Hard to say though since while Crux does take an interest in Moss during his route and we do have the option to kiss him, I just don't know enough right now to know if he's a yandere. Kind of an interesting thing to see in the future though!

Overall, really well made game/demo. I really like the atmosphere and the level of polish this game has and the characters are all fantastic. It'll be cool to see how the love interest in this story develop and hopefully show more of their yandere side as it goes.

#Reanimated Heart #asks #male yandere #yandere #yandere boy #recommendation

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melithril · 4 months ago

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[Adar] - Stay

♫ - Strangers - Ethel Cain

A/N: This is my first fic for Tolkien in so long, so hopefully it's okay. Adar is ever so slightly OOC, just a little :) Requests are open if you have any, otherwise, enjoy!

There wasn't much light in Adar's life. He had his children, and for so long that was enough. To see them thrive and to see them healthy was his primary concern. Adar was burdened with that purpose, but it was not a burden he felt the weight of. He loved each and every orc, from the youngest child to the eldest being. They were his family, and he wouldn't dream of letting them down.

Adar had no time for companions, even if he wanted one. Companions of any kind, friend or otherwise. He was busy, more occupied with other business than to indulge in such things. That was, until, you arrived.

Stumbling upon the orc grounds, you were quickly found and brought to the leader. You didn't know much about the orc's at that point, but you had heard the stories of how they were vicious, violent creatures that only lived for bloodshed. However, as you were walked through their grounds, you glanced around at the surrounding huts and houses. Outside, there were children running around, families walking with their babies, elderly orcs too. You furrowed your brow, more in amazement than confusion, as everything you had been told seemed so far from the present.

Arriving at what you had assumed was the throne room, you were ready to meet their leader. You expected the worst, as most leaders were the worst of the lot. You weren't scared; it wasn't like you had anything to lose. No family, no friends, nothing. It was just you, and it had been for years. What you weren't expecting, was the man you were thrown in front of.

Your gaze fell on him, sitting lazily in his chair. His legs apart, head resting on his hand. He barely moved a muscle, but his eyes scanned you up and down, a small air of amusement on his face. Speaking of which, you couldn't quite take your eyes off him. Elven? you thought, seeing the glimpse of pointy ears sticking out from the dark tresses of hair on his head. The mysterious man didn't strike you as one of your own, but you never know. His face adorned with scars still held a captivating beauty, and you wanted to know more.

"Well well," he drawled, sitting up and leaning forward, arms on his knees. "What do we have here?"

That voice, gruff yet sensitive, perked your ears up. You looked him in the eye but said nothing.

He chuckled, just a little. "That wasn't rhetorical, little elf."

You raised your eyebrow. "I didn't assume otherwise, sir."

"Adar." Father? So he was an Elf, at least once.

You repeated his name aloud, and Adar couldn't deny the feeling he got when you did. It had been so long since he had heard his name said by any being other than the orcs, and to have it said with such a soft voice warmed him.

"My name is Y/N," you spoke quietly, and Adar did with your name what you had done with his. The way he spoke was mesmerizing, so powerful yet gentle.

"And what brings you, Y/N, here to me?"

You looked around, generally quite unsure as to how you did end up in the camp. Sighing, you shrugged.

"I am the child of a father who forgot my name," you began, and that alone had peaked his interest. "I was meant to marry the prince of another powerful family, to which I refused. My father forced me to go through with it, and on the eve of my wedding I ran away. I was as good as dead to them anyway."

Adar sat still as you spoke, taking in every word you said. Your story touched him, he couldn't lie. You were like him, in a way. Outcast, a wanderer. Feeling pity and a sense of care for you, you found his hand in front of you, and a pensive look on the lord's face.

"Come with me, we can talk elsewhere."

Your mind argued against it, but your heart said otherwise and so your feet followed him inside. His living quarters, or so you assumed, were not as grand as you would expect of the leader of the orcs. It was humble. Adar noticed you looking around, and offered you a seat.

"I can see you wondering, Y/N, I live the same as my children, save for a few things here and there."

"So, that's why you're called Adar, they are your children?"

"Indeed," his voice laced with pride. "The orcs are my kin, I care for them and see them well. They were once a race with little direction, little purpose. Now, they have a community. They have a home, and a place they can raise families. I am glad to have helped in that."

You stared at him in awe. Your attraction and curiosity of Adar growing by the minute. He turned the conversation back to you, sitting next to you on his chair. He offered you water, which you graciously accepted, not realising until now how thirsty you had been. Taking the glass, you narrowed your eyes at him. Adar chuckled, amused.

"Don't think for a second I would have humoured you this long, just to poison you now, little elf. I assure you, the water is fine."

Deep down, somewhere in you trusted him. It was hard for you to trust fully these days, after the betrayal of your father and countless unsavoury people lining the streets of Middle Earth, even something as simple as a drink can seem daunting. But, the air he had about him, and the carefulness in which he had treated you thus far, was enough.

So, you drank.

Adar watched you with curious eyes. Not to intimidate, more for himself. You didn't seem too scared in his presence, where most others were. His children didn't intimidate you, and you sat as though you had been here forever.

"Tell me more then, Y/N." Adar leaned back in his seat and drank. "Why not stay in your kingdom, with your father? Most elves would simply agree out of loyalty."

What do I have to lose? you thought, and answered curtly.

"I am not like most elves," you saw Adar smirk at your admission; clearly, he liked that. "There were far more things in life I wished to do than marry a man I did not love. When I ran away, I quickly came to realise the world is ruthless, unforgiving. You have to watch your back everywhere, you never know who is friend or foe."

"And yet, here you are in a camp full of orcs?"

You smirked. "I have yet to be harmed, no?"

Adar's eyes widened, surprised at just how much confidence you had in your current situation.He stood, walking to where you sat. The Uruk towered above you, and one hand came to rest under your chin, tilting your head up to look into your eyes. Your mouth was open, ever so slightly, and your eyes twinkled in what little light was present in his quarters. Even Adar could not deny the truth of the matter; right there, you looked beautiful.

"You are correct, Y/N. Very perceptive, vanima." Had he just called you beautiful in your native tongue?

Adar hadn't let go of your chin, eyes still piercing into yours. Though, he had knelt down on one knee in front of you now. He saw clearly what his words had done, as a red tint rose across your cheeks, despite your attempt to maintain your calm, unbothered deameanour.

"You have yet to tell me your story, Adar." This had been the clearest you had seen his face thus far, and up close he was even more striking. His eyes held so much emotion, ages of pain and torment; his facial expressions tried so hard to hide. Adar grazed his thumb across your cheek, taking his eyes away from yours and looking aside, as though pondering something in his mind. Taking your hand, he looked back at you.

"Perhaps you could stay, and I can tell you anything you want to know." His statement was bold, for both of you. For Adar, he was inviting a stranger into his home, around his family, and the companionship he knew would come of it was something so foreign to him. For you, you had not had a permanent home since you left, and that was a scary thought to you. Still, you couldn't ignore how your heart leaped when he asked.

Your hand squeezed Adar's and for the first time in a long while, you smiled properly. Your free hand cupped his cheek, running your fingers along his scars. Adar flinched slightly; it didn't hurt, but nobody had ever touched his face before. Not this gentle, not without malice.

The Uruk stayed patient, awaiting your answer almost nervously. Taking one strand of hair that had fallen in front of his face, you tilted your head and stood, bringing him up with you.

"Then," you spoke, not dropping his hand. "What are we waiting for?"

Thank you for reading! <3

#rings of power #adar #adar x reader #adar imagine #adar one shot #trop #rings of power x reader #rings of power imagine #x reader #imagine #fanfic

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thebestjjenthusiast · 30 days ago

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narcotic

where y/n run away from her home country a few years back, forgetting her past completely and starting a new life in the OBX. along with the pogues - her family, she spends all of her time having fun, and a part of that routine is the rivalry between them and the kooks, and the endless flirt with JJ.

masterlist | 00 | 01

y/n is a person that if youd ask one of her friends to describe her to you, theyd say shes creative, confident but mostly, friendly.

when shes talking about her friendship with the people around her, you can just understand that she values it more than her own life.

although kildare is a small island, with beautiful sights and a beach about ten feet away from you at all times, whenever she gets the chance to sit on a rooftop and enjoy life from far away, she seizes it. whether it means spending her time on there with her dear friends, or alone.

its not rare for her friends and she to argue about what movie theyre going to watch on their free nights. while sarah is arguing with kie about whether theyre going to watch a romance-comedie or a national geographic documentary, she just hopes a tom cruise movie will pop up in the recommendations so she can watch her favourite genre -with her favourite actor- thrilling, adrenaline-rushing, adventure movies.

its often for people to want to get to know her better, befriending her, and so they throw compliments all over her. mostly about her looks, her style and her aesthetic but she never seems surprised. what touches her heart as a compliment is any compliment about her personality. and that goes for the people around her too of course, she would rather not say anything if its not about someones personality.

as y/n is from a small european country, which is the home of every pretty olympian god’s statue, she admires whenever she comes across one. she didnt always use to enjoy observing them, but after she went away, every little thing that reminds her if her origins and her home makes her nostalgic.

you can easily catch y/n listening to her favourite rock albums whatever shes doing. whether thats getting ready, taking a shower, studying or even moving from one room to another.

one day, the friendgroup was discussing, “if we were a mythical creature, anything, what would we be?” they had all agreed on kie being a mermaid, jj being an alien (from mars specifically), pope a mummy and y/n a vampire.

a lot of her previous friendships and relationships with people in general have suddenly stopped, the moment y/n started sensing that someone is being ignorant. shed always complain to her closest friends about how much she hates ignorant people, and the feeling that comes with that that makes her feel invisible.

whenever the weather in the obx is a little chilly and breezy, y/n would be at the patio, music being almost not noticed by anyone a foot away from her, but she would enjoy listening to her favourite song, “everybody’s chaning” by the keane and just sitting back and relaxing.

another deep conversation shes had with john b on a very late night, they agreed that if their lives were a book, y/n would be the villain. but not in the actual villain way, in the way that in the beginning the reader would have a gut feeling about her but in the end theyll end up loving her more than the hero itself.

lastly, the obx is where y/n belongs. if she were to be in another place, she’d grab her belongings and catch the first ferry to the obx and run to the château in an instant.

and that pretty much sums up y/n as a person and a friend.

an: okayyyy first time tumblring how do we feel? is that good? anything would be appreciated, from support to suggestions to hate. i want to know how to be better and hyyave some motivation doing something nice with my time (because im bored of just reading rafe aus when im a jj girly but i think ive read EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM!!!)

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st4rzzl0verr · 2 months ago

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can i have homicidal liu / sully hcs pls.. I NEED more content of them ugh

YES my favorites

i kinda feel like this kinda got away from me at times but i'd love to do like a continuation at some point

homicidal liu/sully hcs

Liu

he's a very timid creature at first

though that doesn't necessarily change much after time

he's nimble with his movements, hyper aware of surroundings

if you're just out for a little stroll with him, he's most likely scanning the trees or the buildings, and most definitely the people around

it's almost like he's waiting for something bad to happen at every turn

but nonetheless, the walks and the general time you could spend around him are always enjoyed

he smiles at the silly little remarks you make or shakes his head with a grin he tries to hide when you manage to really crack him up

and don't get me wrong, he's an utter sweetheart

he's a flower gifter, a love letter writer, and you can even just find a good friend in him as well

a very thoughtful person, whether those thoughts are just his constant inner dialogue or about the gifts and sweet gestures he offers

enjoys more of the quieter atmospheres that the area has to offer, like bookstores, his own room, random fields he likes to lay in

he really likes when it rains and he spends the entire day outside when it does

he attempts to get a normal amount of sleep but it never seems to work

he's tried warm tea, melatonin, a weighted blanket, literally anything to calm his nerves before bed but he still gets his usual nightmares and general inner torment

though if you're there to rub his back and help him back to peaceful sleep, that makes it a hell of a lot easier

but there's always dark circles around his eyes

also you can very clearly see the difference between when it's liu or sully, just by the way they each carry themself

it's in his eyes too, there's this solemn yet alert look in liu’s and sort of a dead look in sully’s

Sully

he's normally only fronting when he needs to in those pesky moments that set off liu

but the man has wants and needs as well

he certainly likes to steal pleasure from liu for himself pretty often

depending on the mood he's in, he’ll either not say a word at first or greet you with a “heyy thereeee”

he's pretty restless, always asking “so what is it you do around here anyway?”

he mumbles rude things occasionally

but when you've really pissed him off is when he gets a bit physical about it

he's very calculated with his movements, but he doesn't seem to try as hard with it as liu does

one to grab you by the collar and threaten things to his heart's content

but he doesn't mean any of it, especially if you're important to liu

but if you try and get on his good side as well, he's very interested

oh god if you're nothing but kind to liu AND you're still kind when sully’s being a dick?

he's in love

don't get me wrong, he's still an asshole

but he means it more teasingly now

this is when he starts fronting while you and liu would be cuddling or having a nice moment together in general

he gets insanely a little obsessive actually

suddenly it's a whole lot less of liu, who doesn't particularly like this new little craze that sully has

but sully doesn't care, he does and gets what he wants right?

hell you could even ask for him at this point and he'd be out in seconds

you'll be spending a lot more time out on the town late at night

because while liu likes the quiet life, sully is always ready for absolutely mayhem

each of them like a completely different style on you as well

sully prefers when you dress like a total badass and liu doesn't necessarily mind but he probably likes a cozier vibe

so if you're interested in a switch up of almost everything at any given moment, these two are your guys

#homicidal liu #sully creepypasta #homicidal liu headcanons #sully creepypasta headcanons #liu creepypasta #creepypasta #creepypasta headcanons #creepypasta scenarios #creepypasta imagine #i love liu hes such a silly #sully is an asshole #but it's fineee #sully x reader #liu x reader #homicidal liu x reader #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta hcs #sully #liu

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yanderestarangel · 1 year ago

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ULTIMATE FEM!CHARACTERS HEADKANONS FROM MK1 | SFW

A/N: I don't usually write for female characters, but I love these women.

TW: fluff, cute romance, afab reader, no pronouns used other than "you", mention of lingerie, mention of mommykink (but nothing explicit), sfw.

⸺ ASHRAH

She met you when she saved you from some warriors belonging to her former master, Quan Chi. You were the defenseless "maiden" - regardless of whether you are a man or a woman - and she was your knight with the white sword, defending you from them. She would help you get up, while being enchanted by your beauty and sweetness, you were a beautiful person, both inside and outside.

She will help you get out of there safe and sound, but not before flirting with you lightly, a few smiles, some compliments on you and your appearance, she may be a former demon from the underworld, but she is very elegant and flirtatious, even harvesting a flower on the way and giving it to you, with a sweet and charming smile on her lips. Ashrah will say goodbye to your presence with pain in her heart, she felt even more purified with you, she would do anything to see you again.

If you happen to meet her, even if just as a friend, she will be extremely happy, Ashrah will be so cute, smiling as she asks you about the wonders of the earthly plane, you even recommended a book to her - a book that became her favorite after, she loved reading and remembering you and your gentle voice to her -

Your relationship was slow, she confessed naturally, saying that she would love to be your life partner and that she would learn everything about love and make you happy, and well, she really does. Ashrah is a dedicated, sweet and kind girlfriend, she gives you advice and also loves to see you happy with everything, you may think it's "silly" but with every smile of yours, she becomes even more in love with you, you are the most beautiful creature and pure in Ashrah's mind and she will defend you from any possible threat. "-You can count on me for everything my love, you are my light and my sun, I will always be here to guide you on this journey, always by your side."

You have one night just to get ready and put on makeup, even if you weren't going anywhere, you put on Ashrah and she puts on you - if you're a man, you'll be made up too. -

⸺ NITARA

You two are an inseparable couple! She is a clingy and loving girlfriend. The two of you met when she was walking through the forests to feed, and you were there, beautiful and distracted from the dangers that surrounded you, so she decided to go talk to you, Nitara was bored so you would be a good distraction.

She started talking to you, a little arrogant, because you were an earthly being, but soon she let her guard down, observing how beautiful you were. The clothes you wore were simple but cute for her, making Nitara blush when she realized she was looking at you. a lot - she will sit next to you, shaking her wings while trying to impress you by moving her wings while generating a small breeze to cool you both down, or, messing with her hair and smiling at you showing her fangs, she doesn't know how to flirt so she keeps giving you signals -

When you saw the sunset start to appear, you tried to leave but she pulled you by the wrist saying that you were the only cool earthly being she found in her life and that she was attracted to you, she would shy away asking if she could give you a kiss, at least on the cheek if you want and let it. If you deny her she will sigh and get upset, but she will respect her space, while she said that if you changed your mind you could find her in the same place in the forest while she left blushing embarrassed, flying quickly. -But if you accept it, it will be a sweet and intense kiss, with her grabbing your chin and her fangs mixed with the taste of blood making an intoxicating mixture in her mouth.

She and you will start dating very quickly, always walking around hand in hand as if the world didn't matter to the two of you.

Nitara likes to carry you! Whether it's a walk through the air of exo-terra, whether in her arms or even on her back - it's a little complicated with the wings, but she'll find a way for you -

If you show her how a cell phone works, say goodbye to her memory gallery, she will take lots of photos of the two of you and selfies of herself, and will pout if you complain. "-I just wanted to give you a souvenir so you can always remember me (Y/N)!" -Nitara said making a cute face while crossing her arms, a soft side that she only shows to you, her boyfriend/girlfriend.

She likes to bite you, not to the point of drawing blood, but she is very territorial leaving you with sucks, bites and bruises - even taking the trouble to make a heart-shaped suck on your neck "-Now everyone will see that you are mine, my boyfriend/girlfriend♡"

⸺ SINDEL

Sindel was very lonely after Jerred's death, but you were a close friend of Milena and Kitana, always visiting the castle and keeping her daughters company so she decided to get to know you a little. She started asking you basic questions, mainly if you were a good influence on her daughters, etc. She saw that you were a good person, and very beautiful too, it was the first time in years that the empress felt her heart beat faster when she looked at someone, and that someone was you.

Sindel will start inviting you to the castle more, always with the excuse that you were a great influence and wanted you around to set an example for her daughters - Milena was the first to realize that her mother liked you, but she just smiled silent, wanting to see where it would all lead. You found yourself more in Sindel's quarters than in the company of your precious friends, with Sindel talking to you sweetly, serving you wine, fruit and asking you to help comb her hair, while she smiled and rambled on about various subjects. like you.

Sindel will give you expensive gifts, an attempt to show you how much she wants you - and she really wants you - she is also vain, she will like to show you the countless clothes, shoes, makeup and perfumes she has - she will too There's kink lingerie, she likes to see you and dress in lingerie for you, and vice versa -

Her dating request will be subtle, taking your hand and saying that an empress like her needs company, you. Dating is also peaceful with her, chaste kisses on the cheek, walks through the gardens of her castle, sleeping with spoons and if you want, you can show her films from the earthly plane, she will love them all, especially the old Hollywood ones by Greta Garbo . - she also has a mommy kink, get used to calling her mommy, because she loves these titles, especially in your bedroom.

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