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Not Letting You Go Easy - Paul Lahote x Fem!Reader

IM BACKKKKKKK!!! Wow I just checked my last fic and it's been TWO years. Does anyone even remember me? 🥹 I'm back on my twilight bs, this one is my longest ever! Let me know what you think! - 3.2K Words ❤️

*Second Person POV*

The sun poured on your face as you soaked in all the warmth it allowed. You missed the sun, watching the palm trees sway peacefully as the ocean tide rolls in. The goosebumps that arise on your skin as a strong breeze passes, the warmth blanketing back over them.

You keep your eyes shut as your mouth curls up in a smirk, listening faintly to your mom try and convince your sister to stay in Jacksonville. She could offer up the moon and all the stars...Bella would still choose Edward, every time. It's true that you were weary of the vampire, after she flew like a bat out of hell half way across the world to Italy to save him. But could you blame her?

If it wasn't for your sister stumbling her way into the supernatural world, it's possible you could have never met Paul. A blush crept up your cheeks as you crack a full smile, thinking back to the day you met the hot head.

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There was absolutely zero hesitation when you followed behind Bella in the truck to go to Jacob's. You had been worried for weeks about your sister, who had been spiraling ever since she was ghosted a second time by someone she trusted. Not only did you care about your her, but Jacob too. He had been around your family for years, and this behavior...especially towards Bella...was concerning. So when she frantically barged in your room asking you to go with, you were out of the house in minutes.

You had taken off in a sprint to try and keep up with your sisters manic running towards the group of shirtless men in Jacob's backyard. You heard rumors of the so called "cult" that had formed in the recent weeks. Jacob's haircut and tattoo had confirmed that part. But seeing the others approach through his window, you knew this was going to be a bad idea. You barely had time to catch your breath before her hand came in contact with one of their faces. You let a gasp slip as you made it in time to yank her back by the elbow.

What had gotten into her!?

Not able to process why she would resort to slapping him in the first place, the man, who looked like a carbon copy of the other ones standing around, began to shake violently. The others were urging you both to get back while attempting to calm him down. Never in your life had you witnessed such immense anger. In seconds his shakes became tremors. It was as if he ripped apart, and in his place stood a massive grey wolf. Mirroring the emotions of the man before, the animal was growling, snarling at your sister with its teeth bared.

Your heart was beating out of your chest. You felt as if you were dreaming, blinking rapidly to make sure this was real. Not standing around to question the animal who could very well kill you, Bella grabbed your hand and you both booked it towards the house. The outburst must have woken Jacob, who was running towards the scene. Bellas blood curdling scream was telling him to go back, though he kept charging forward.

You both fell hands first onto the grass as Jacob launched over you both, shreds of clothes flying as yet another wolf emerged.

Now it was you who was shaking. The only thing that prevented you from having a panic attack was realizing that all the other men were calm, as if this happened all the time. You swallowed your fear as you accepted the hand of one of the younger men, who led you two back to the truck by the order of the oldest one.

As you walked into the cozy secluded home, your mind was running a million miles a minute. They were werewolves....as if after learning vampires existed wasnt a shock enough already.

The oldest one, fiancé, Emily, you had learned, helped ease some of the headache. Besides the scar she wore upon her face that made your stomach drop when you first saw her, she was the epitome of kindness. You could see when she was greeted by Sam that their love was far more deep rooted than the mark she wore. Only knowing her for an hour, you felt happy for the girl.

You vaguely registered Jacob returning, finally looking away from the couple when you heard an unfamiliar voice apologize to Bella. As he then turned your way, you both locked eyes. An electric current jolted through your body, through your veins as you held his stare. You felt a fuzzy warm feeling race its way all the way down to your toes. The feeling lasted what felt like forever, until Jacob's "no fucking way...." pulled you back to earth. It's as if you had been some other place. A place of immense happiness and love. You knew you looked as bright as a tomato when you realized all eyes were on the two of you, mortified they caught you staring.

You did a quick scan of the room, noticing they were paying more attention to the man rather than you, who, was still staring.

When you craned your neck to look at Bella behind you, you found relief in that she looked just as confused.

The man was slapped on the back by Embry, which snapped him out of his trance. He quietly introduced himself as Paul. You blushed hard when you quickly said your name back. As if to break the tension in the room, Jacob asked you both to go for a walk.

Before you left, you had sworn you heard Paul growl.

"Not now. She's been through too much today already." Sam lowly said to him. You furrowed your brows as you trailed behind your sister out of the house.

After a walk on the beach and many questions answered, you were able to take a deep breath. The world was getting scary for you, but Jacob seemed to ease your fears, promising he would always protect you both.

Before he dropped you both off at your house, he had mentioned going to a pack bonfire the following night. You couldn't help but get excited at the prospect of seeing Paul again. You both hadn't even spoke other than introductions, but there was some type of spark in your core when you both met.

Attempting to shove it away, you reminded yourself it was nothing but a crush.

~

You sat on a log by the fire, rubbing your hands together in front of it. Everyone was up gathering their food, but you were focused on the warmth as it was more than chilly outside. Nerves bubbled in you as Paul approached, asking to sit next to you. Your cheeks heated as he sat, only inches away.

"I just wanted to apologize about yesterday," he spoke, his voice gruff as he looked into the fire. "You could have gotten hurt and I let my anger get the best of me. I promise I'm not like that all the time, and I don't want you to be afraid of me."

Your heart melted at how softly he spoke. "It's really alright. My sister acts out of impulse, if you couldn't tell." This got him to laugh lightly. You laughed too, until a strong breeze made you break out into a shiver.

Paul immediately noticed, grabbing a blanket from the pile beside him. "Here," he said as he wrapped one around you. His warmth radiated off you as he had gotten closer to do so. Not even realizing what you were saying you spoke, "I bet your girlfriend never gets cold with you around." To your embarrassment but surprise he cracked a big smile. "I bet she would, if I had one." It was your turn to smile. "What about you?" You shook your head no as Paul let out a small breath that almost sounded like relief.

Before either of you could say something more, everyone gathered around the fire. The legends of the tribe had you captivated. So much history that you were never aware of, right under your nose. You could feel Paul glance at you every so often, gauging your reaction to everything that was said.

When the fire died down and Jacob's dad came to a stopping point, everyone quietly mingled until deciding to call it a night. You had talked to Paul the entire time, getting to know the basics. You had a lot more in common than you thought. The more you learned about him, the more you liked him. A lot. He followed you to Bella's truck, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"I had a really good time tonight" you spoke softly, now inches away from his face. You were so close you could feel his breath.

"I did too. I hope this won't be the last time I see you?" he questioned.

You glanced past him to see Bella and Jacob making their way up the hill.

"With everything going on, everything that's happening...I have a feeling we won't be going away anytime soon."

Paul smiled.

This is the part where he'll kiss me, you think. Your heart beats fast in anticipation.

But Paul just stands there. Staring. He stood there so long that you cleared your throat awkwardly.

"I'll see you around Paul." You tried to hide the disappointment on your face as you climbed into the truck and shut the door. He had let you, still standing there for a moment before turning around to walk back to the house.

Tears welled up in your eyes. How foolish were you, to think that a guy like Paul Lahote would just sweep you off your feet? Sure, a kiss might be moving fast for the first night, but he didn't even give you his number. You analyzed everything you had said to each other. Nothing was even romantic, so why on earth would you think he liked you back? Pathetic.

Bella said goodbye to Jacob and got in the truck. One thing you loved most about your sister was that she knew you better than anyone else. And if there was one thing you hated, it was when people asked if you were upset. One look in your direction and she didn't say a word, starting the truck and driving off. She knew when you were ready to talk, you would.

*Paul's POV*

I turned around, watching the truck drive away, getting smaller and smaller in the distance. I was frozen in place.

What is wrong with me?

"Everything go okay?" Sam approached, clearly sensing my distress.

"I'm never like this with women, Sam. I should have kissed her, but I didn't. I stood there, right in front of her with my mouth open like a fucking fish. I-I've never felt this way-" I rambled on.

"Dude it's alright" Sam interrupted, "Did you tell her that she's your imprint?"

I sighed. "I didn't even get that far. I don't, I don't want her to feel forced to like me like that right away. I want to treat it like a normal relationship....but I think I went ahead and screwed it up anyways." I huffed.

Sam placed his hand on my shoulder. "Deep breathes. You didn't screw anything up, you just met her. You can tell her about the imprinting when you're comfortable....as far as the kiss, well, it's never too late." Sam held up keys to his vehicle, putting them in my hand. "Only if you need them." He slapped me on the shoulder, winking, as he walked back to where Emily was.

I watched him sneak up behind her, she giggled as he peppered kisses on the back of her neck. I knew what he was doing. And it was working, as I made my way towards his car.

*Back to Second Person POV*

You sniffled, taking a deep breath. You were done crying over this man. This man you had literally just met. So what if he didn't like you? There is a million other people out there. Why did you care so much?

A knock on the door interrupted your thoughts. Charlie was gone over night on a hunting trip and Bella was fast asleep.

Another knock. It was almost damn near midnight. As you slowly approached the door, bat in hand, you looked through the peep hole.

It was Paul.

You flung open the door, ready to ask him what the hell him problem was, when he lunged forward. Grabbing you by the face, he kissed you feverishly. Your heart pounded in your chest as you melted into the kiss, tongues dancing together in perfect harmony. One hand held you by the hair as the other grabbed you by the waist, pulling you impossibly closer. When you both needed to breathe you pulled away, Paul's hand held tightly so you couldn't go too far. He leaned his forehead against yours, panting.

"I am so sorry I didn't do this when you left. You, you make me nervous. It's a feeling I've never really had before. When you left I- I didn't want to let you go that easy. I'm sorry." He said.

You leaned in to kiss him once, slowly, softly. "I've been waiting for you to do that," you smiled. "There's a lot more where that came from...if you'll have me." he said, his hand sliding down to interlock with yours, bringing back up to place a gentle kiss on the top.

"I couldn't imagine anything better." you grinned.

*Paul's POV*

Y/N guided me to the couch, asking to stay awhile. We held each other until the sun came up, just talking. It was as if everything right there had changed for me. She would be my number one priority, to have and protect. I vowed to myself that I would do anything she asked, that I will love her no matter the cost. Whatever makes her happy.

I had to leave before Charlie got home, but not without a heated make out session at the door. It took everything in me to pull away from her, both of us lingering. Despite her not letting go either, I could see the bags under her eyes forming.

"Get some sleep baby, text me when you wake up okay?" She nodded, and after a good 20 minutes of more kissing, I left.

I understood why Sam was always mopey without Emily around. As I drove away I could feel my heart ache like something was missing. This was a whole new feeling, and for the first time I thanked whatever spirits gave me her.

My imprint.

I bit my lip as I remembered I still had to tell her. I'm worried about how she'll take it, but there was something heavier on my mind.

Victoria.

Part Two Anyone? :)

[lovebunnie]

so wild how i bet nendor doesnt remember the last time guillermo genuinely laughed like that. it must have happened, certainly, sometime within 15 years. he must have been able to make guillermo laugh like that guy was doing. everyone was singing his praises and cheering for him and it didnt even matter that nandor wasnt there. how could he, he was a vampire and no one invited him in. but he overheard where it was and flew there as a bat and scoped out the location and what does he see but his- his nothing, now. his nothing standing before all these humans who dont even know about the stake guillermo still keeps strapped to his leg just in case. they dont know him at all. but nandor does. he did, he thought he did. but guillermo isnt his anything anymore, fifteen years is so short for vampires so why does this hurt last so long? he is so proud of guillermo it hurts and his laugh makes him pause because he couldnt be what he needed for guillermo, not the vampire to turn him, not the master to keep him. and certainly not the one to make him laugh like that.

[kurosstuff]

✨Vampire Sera x GNreader x Vampire Lute✨ I want it

Headcanons this time around~ and fluff with a HINT of angst~♡

Kinda short this time around♡

Warning(s): blood drinking, fluff, jealousy (?) Slight spice? Two small drabbles

Vampire sera x GN!reader x Vampire lute: headcanons

Having two vampire lovers while being a human wasn't always easy.

Especially if one just so happened to be hungry- thats when it wasn't the greatest. Especially since both are addicted to your blood.

Lute. When she drank from you? Wasnt always nice nor gentle. Cause unlike Sera. She can't be gentle. Bruises always from Lute- who didn't mean to but she did try.

She does know her strength knows what she csn do if not careful but she tries

"Quit moving~" Lute snarled out, holding your waist in a bruising hold you just knew was gonna hurt for days

"ok, ok- I'm sorry" you huffed out, tilting your head for her to chomp down on gasping as she fed clinging to her shoulders tightly tearfully at the stinging pain you felt "lute.. gentle~" you gasped out, feeling her Claws digging into your skin breaking it almost as if wanting to shred you

Once lute got feral- all blood thirsty for your blood Sera needs to step in. Or she'll drink you dry

Not like you mind

Each time it happens Lute hides. Refusing to see you go anywhere near you. No matter where you look you never can find her.

Sera knows, but she also knows lute needs to forgive herself first. Before she can go to their Mate again. Sera is annoyed given how often she's reminded her thst their mate is a human. A fragile human.

But when lute does come around you forgive her like always knowing she didn't truly mean too. She'll hold you close kissing any marks she left on you as gently as she can.

Now? Sera stays in the room as she feeds.

Sera, on the other hand? Is gentle. Rarely losing herself- always taking your hand whispering softly to you. Praising you.

Just being soft as she pulls you in her lap cooing before she drinks.

Unlike Lutes, it doesn't feel like she's trying to drain you. To eat you. She's as gentle as possible like a small prick if anything given how gently she bites to drink.

But there's days she's too thirsty.

Hungry

That's when you need to worry.

Seeing Sera stare you in your doorway. Like a predator, and you're her prey. You gulped knowing what was gonna happen. Covering your neck- your warnings and concerns falling on deaf ears as she pins you, kissing you roughly before biting you harshly holding you close as she gets her full.

So gone she didn't hear your cries. Or lutes yells before she was ripped away as lute screamed trying to cover your bloody neck sobbing as she drank way to much.

That made her snap out of it. Seeing your fear on your face

That was the first time and last time Sera ever lost control enough. She almost killed you. Never again will she allow it to happen.

To see your fear. Of her.

But not everything is stressful. There's romantic days where you show them modern stuff and have fun with that

Aka pranking them every now and again

You learned the hard way lute. Doesn't understand jokes at all. And to never prank or joke with much stuff with her.

Sera gets it and laughs(cause of Emily) but she prefers to keep it on the rare occasions

Both ladies insist on you sleeping in between them when it's time to sleep no matter what.

"To protect you!" - lute(she just wants to steal your warmth as well)

Now- when it comes to their bat forms?(and any other animal they decide to be)

Free hugs/cuddles. And they know it. How eager and happy you are to love up on them

Both ladies adore it-

Even going as far as turning back to tease you. Each time it works.

Lute does that a lot mire then Sera does- who prefer you to be happy and if that meant her being in one of her animal forms? Then so be it

[235uranium]

I'm still not over this why does the journal imply twice that ford likes the taste of blood

hey ford why the fuck are you desiring blood. why is this apparently a normal thing for you. huh

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hiii!! if you want to, what are some headcanons you have for severen💗💗

Howdy, Anon! 🖤✨ I absolutely loved this ask - thank you ! Severen is definitely an enigma of a man and it was a blast to write these HCs for him! I wanted to write him in a different light - as much as I would want lovey Sevvy because lovey Sevvy is adorbs 🖤 - I decided to play with the reckless bad boy side.

Hope this is ok!

(also y'all please don't hesitate to send more requests - I'm happy and honored to write for y'all!)

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Severen Van Sickle HC's

🩸 Hard toss up if Severen bought or made his necklace himself. A part of me wants to say Mae made it for him as a thank you for him showing her how to shoot a gun.

🩸High chance of him being besties with the likes of Johnny Ringo and the cowboys before he was turned in Tombstone,AZ.

🩸As much as i'd want to say Severen would be head over heels for someone , he probably mistakens the feeling for that of lust. Wanna be turned? Best recommendation for your 'Survive Severen' plan would be to come up with something wild.. either an action or say some wildness to catch him off guard so that you're not bled out. Boom. Turned. He may be a little cranky pants at first because he is king of one night stands, but he stays true to code and would take one under his wing as his mate.

🩸When he is yours.....look out. I feel like it's a common HC for him to be territorial as all get out, and lawd help anyone who dares to make eyes at you. Also massive sex fiend. Bathroom quickies are a must.

🩸But behind this primal man..RAWR-apex- predator- rabid -possum man... lies one of the most loyal guys that will legit go through hell and back for you. Oh, he forgot something? He'll gladly do it again and be back with bells on.

🩸As much as I want to believe he gets sentimental like anyone would be open with their partner...I feel as if the moment he begins to , he feels vulnerable and will catch himself before fully letting his walls down. Cherish the small moments .

🩸When he got hit by the 18 wheeler, he probably checked another near death experience off his bucket list. Boyo is definitely as much of a masochist as he is a sadist. He will definitely get half cooked and be like "imma do it again!".

🩸I feel as if you got to mate status he would definitely find it attractive if you go in for a neck nibble on him . He'd either a) be smitten because that's a turn on to him or b) be taken aback and full defensive mode all like stay away from uncharted grounds!

🩸He definitely would want to feed off his mate. Now....you miiiiiiight have to pull him off of you so you don't get drained too much, but he likes the closeness and territorial side of the act.

🩸Now feeding off him? He'd expect you to hunt for yourself (he would love hunting together) ..he wants you to fit in and get the seal of approval. But if you get injured badly and need some blood to help recoup quicker? He might make an exception. As noted above, he might be into it if you can reach that level of intimacy with him 🖤

🩸Would 10/10 give you his spur. That's the same as a ring to him. Would hunt Caleb back down or steal it right off his boot (if Caleb stayed with the Hooker clan and didn't pull his BS) to give to his mate. You're all his, par'ner.

🩸Even though yeah he would be a goof around his mate to always captivate their attention...and yeah he can also act aloof in public towards prey....it's a front. The dude is actually super smart. He's an apex predator.....if he blew his cover right off the bat, what fun would that be? He's calculating, devious and knows things....even before he was turned, swaying people wasnt his first rodeo. He wrote the book on it.

🩸Does he have a vampire ex out there? Probably not. Dude has a hard time drawing the line when feeding. Go all in.....go big or go home. No work goes unfinished. There's a tragic romantic part of me that has the HC of Severen might have had a love interest before he was turned. When Jesse turned him, Severen didn't know how to control this new insatiable thirst and drained his mate. Could also play into a possibility as to why he could never get close to someone again from the past trauma....he won't admit to it, but it's there.

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❤ BATFAM - What Halloween Costume Would They Wear?

. . . . . ╰──╮not a request just something i wanna do ╭──╯ . . . . .

𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔱: what halloween costume would the batfam members wear? includes bruce, dick, jason, tim, damian, alfred and barb(+a bonus of wally and commissioner gordon) 𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰: none. please keep in mind that these are my headcannons, the characters are most likely very ooc.

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>: ̗̀➛ bruce bruce would be more casual during the halloween season, hes not a hardcore halloween fan now hes older but he doesnt hate it either. if it werent for his thousands of kids he probably would forget about it all together. as for a costume bruce would not want to wear one, despite having loads of costumes from his playboy days.

it didnt matter what bruce wanted though. his kids and alfred had all collectively decided to force him into one. when he eventually agrees to wear a costume its something simple and easy to get, a vampire or werewolf or something. (he trips over his vampire cape at least 3 times)

>: ̗̀➛ dick LOVES DRESSING UP. he goes all out every single year. he has planned, detailed costumes ready by june. he once repurposed his disco nightwing suit into an elvis presley costume. would have forced all of the batboys to dress up as the spice girls atleast once.

>: ̗̀➛ jason when he was a kid he loved the idea of halloween and dressing up. now that hes been resurrected and is older not so much. even though hes not as passionate about halloween as some of the others, he still dresses up every year because one time tim had said he was acting like bruce for not wanting to dress up. since that day he vowed to always dress up so he wasnt anything like bruce. death would be a kinder punishment then being like bruce in jasons eyes.

as for his costume he would do something he deemed cool. his favourite costumes are walter white, jesse pinkman, quentin tarantino or any of the characters from his current favourite book. an ex-girlfriend once convinced him to dress up as frankenstein and his wife. he was the wife. the whole batfam saw. he never lived it down.

>: ̗̀➛ tim tim likes halloween. he has a map of every house that gives our coffee flavoured sweets. takes damian with him as a 'bonding opportunity'. (he just wants all of the demons good sweets). his costume looks like it took him two seconds to find when in reality it took him at least a month.

his costume is something dumb that regular people dont really understand, but thats okay because he understands. has gone and will go to the halloween gala as a pot of coffee. he just has the costume in his wardrobe for emergencies.

>: ̗̀➛ damian acts like he doesnt care for the holiday but 100% does. at first he didnt understand it since he has never got to experience it while under the league care, why would people willingly give out food? and why would people eat it? what if it was poisoned? 

while he doesnt pay much attention to his own costume, he does pay attention to his animals. alfred the cat goes as a cow and bat-cow goes as a cat. no there isnt any relation to the costumes... why would you think that? it gets harder when damian tried to get a costume for goliath, hes very large.

he would never admit this out loud to anyone but he desperately wants to dress as batman. he has a lot of pride and admiration for his father and his heritage, bruce knows that, but he would never be able to in case he was somehow recognised. in the end he goes as ninja. he felt it was fitting.

>: ̗̀➛alfred he would go as lurch from the original adams family movie. he relates to the character and thinks hes a brilliant butler. the kids that are out trick-or-treating love his costume when he opens the door.

>: ̗̀➛ barb + commissioner gordon barbara loves to dress up in matching costumes with her dad and hes happy to oblige. each year they have a new costume planned, its always something cheesy like peanut butter and jelly or bread and butter. barbara takes great joy in going to the waynes halloween gala in the most cheesy costume ever in attempt to embarrass her dad. it never works, hes just happy to see his daughter having fun. (dick has forced her to wear a couples costume multiple times)

>: ̗̀➛ wally halloween is wallys favourite time. so many free sweets and chocolates for him to eat. doesnt matter what it is, how big or small, its all getting eaten. he doesnt care too much about his costume, as long as hes getting free food. dick usually helps him out with his costume, he goes as someone speedy like him. quicksilver, sonic, pietro etc.

[villainsimpqueen]

Eternal Bloodlines

Adriana tepes/ Alucard x Male Dhampire reader

This fanfic is for 18+ Audience's due to it containing gorey themes and later on smut.

Also available on A03

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Generals bickered back and forth, hissing and biting at each other's throats.

Rams bucking their heads

Godbrand thought as he sat at a table and chair watching and drinking blood from a cup way too small for his liking.

pigs blood.

It made him grimace with each sip he took, it was far too cold, too stale and it tasted like shit.

The king himself sat on his throne doing nothing as the generals all scabbled at each other and his two human forge masters stood at his side.

Godbrand never thought he would see a king as powerful and mighty as Dracula sulk, look so much more dead than he already was.

It wasn't long until his majesty's doors were being slammed open causing Godbrands eyes along with other generals human and vampire to follow the noise.

A woman, a countess, with blonde hair as white as snow itself wearing a dress that rivaled blood's darkest of hues.

The Queen of Styria, Camilla.

And it wasn't just great entrances she was good at, no within minutes she had the scabbling silence by her questions towards the king.

Women have balls. I'll give her that.

Godbrand watches how quickly she had infuriated Dracula and was even more impressed when she had returned to the council still alive after the King called her away for a talk. He watched her speak towards the other women of the council making alliances, how she talked to the men with disgust clear in her eyes and yet something he's seen in so many eyes before.

hunting, scheming.

She wasn't here for the king's goals, that was apparent to him, clear as water. She came to do her own goals and was simply using the council to her advantage. It wasn't a surprise to him when she had come to him after so many had left the room and sat across from him staring at him as she leaned her chin on the palm of her hands.

"And you must be Godbrand." She hummed out her voice trying to conceive the smoothness of honey but he had honey before, he's heard of a woman singing its thick soothing liquid to his own hellspawn to know that the Ice queen's voice was nothing like honey. It was like Tar.

"Lose the tone. I ain't as easy going as the others." He grunted out, setting the too small of a cup down which had been refilled with pigs blood. Gods he needed fresh warm human blood and soon if he was going to be able to keep up with the shit going on in the castle.

This is why I stay overseas.

Though it was amusing watching The Ice queen blink a few times her face contorting to the disgust she didn't bother hiding and into some form of impressive notion as she moved back to sit in her own chair more taller.

"My, the rumors about you say otherwise." She quipped and he chuckled.

"That's just it then ya? Rumors. None of these fuckers really know what i do besides their talk and the jokes I allow them to speak about." He stared at her taking in her appearance more, she had beauty he could easily allow her to have, but beauty didn't hide the fact that he could tell she was bat shit crazy. He watched as Camilla's lips tug into a smirk as she looked at him, a huntress looking at someone she wanted as prey but had only found another hunter instead.

"Well then, Do tell me who you are yourself, Godbrand." She asked him, finally seeming to want to know more than just rumors. He will allow it and he answered whatever questions that came to her mind.

They sat there in the enmity council room talking and drinking from those tiny cups for hours. She was scheming something, that he knew and what she wanted with him, he would find out soon enough he gathered, but for now he would entertain her and enjoy some friendly company. One he would turn down if she tried bringing him to her chambers. It wasnt because he doesnt want to fuck her, because he would, he wouldn't even have second thoughts. But he knew a woman as fucking crazy to quesion the King of vampires and live? Wasn't a woman he exactly wanted to have laying on a bed before him, with his face between her legs before his body is without getting to know exactly how crazy the bitch was.

That, and he could swear that she would have teeth down there too.

He had thought after this talk she would be bored of him and focus on the other generals and try getting them to partake in what she wants, but to his surprise after each meeting she would stay sat at the table as the room empty until it was just him and her and they would talk. Sometimes it was to go over everything and then make fun of the other generals or her further explaining her plans and scowling about how the others had their heads too far up their asses to see.

He sometimes would point out mistakes in her little schemes.

"Braila would be smart." He spoke up after listening to her squeal about some sort of organized attack.

"Braila?" She questioned looking from her parchment of maps to look at him. "That city has a river to the sea, yes?"

Godbrand nodded and when he saw her questioning he chuckled.

"River leads to the sea, Sea leads to escape and freedom. Take the river, block the sea and no one can come in." He spoke before pointing down on the map moving his claw towards the sea.

"Or out. It is how my men take small villages by surprise. We take the rivers and invade. Men stay back by the ships so when the livestock comes rushing to their small boats they are slaughtered while the others take the village. "

He watched as her eyes focused on the map a few moments of silence before her lips turned into a smirk as she let out a hum.

"Perhaps They should ask you to speak up more in those meetings. They'd be surprised to know how wise you are." She hummed out towards him, she had let go of the need to use that fake honey like tar tone with him.

"I rather not, let them think of me as they do now. Don't want the responsibility." He huffs out before crossing his arms

"So you want them to think of you as the arrogant big headed vikings who doesnt wash his ass and fucks everything that moves?" She asks with a tilt of her head.

"I have you know, i Bathe nightly, Us vikings clean ourselves, though i can't say the same for a few other generals.." He quipped back with a chuckle of his own and it had earned a few laughs from the Ice queen as well.

"Well you do certainly smell better than a few."

Talks like these were good, he enjoyed them and it took his mind off of other things.

Like the thoughts of how his only child, his cold son was doing. He wondered if you were faring well out there, how you were taking things to a different site than he was seeing. He wonders if you had grown some more with new experiences he couldn't teach you.

"You should bring it up at the next meeting, Help me instill the need to attack there." She told him, encouraged him but he shook his head.

"I will go against it." He started watching as she immediately questioned him in her eyes.

"They see me as unwise, young and stupid as if I am not already a few centuries old, yes maybe not as bold as them but still they see me as nothing but as a lad as they do you a lass. So I will act like a lad to make them feel smarter but you, do not act like a lass to them. be a woman who does not give. Make them use their heads, use the humans, Dracula takes their words over ours." He explained to her watching her scheming eyes take what he says in.

"I see, Have us the youngest besides The king's pets bicker and belittle another and get the pets to join in so we get what we want." She hummed out before grinning at him.

"For a man who thinks with just the head of his dick, I think they got the wrong head."

And he laughed.

"I still rather think with my dick."

Another meeting had brought news and more fighting against the generals and forgemasters.

Camilla brought up the need for Braila and he questioned it, making her explain everything to the generals.

"Any City built over running water is a place that we, As vampires, should approach carefully. '' Dracula responded for the first time during the entire war council meeting. Godbrand ignored the look that Camilla had simply glanced his way as he was more focused on the two Forgdemasters whose attention was captured in the subject.

"Running water? I've never heard of it affecting vampires." Issac spoke with his accent, a genuine curiosity in his voice as he spoke. Yet it was all working in their favor, just as he said it would.

"Death by running water hasn't happened in many centuries." Godbrand spoke loudly with his arms crossed towards the forgemaster. He said his words in a more boasting way knowing he had their eyes on him.

"Why not?" Hector asked, Their interests in vampire knowledge always continues to grow, had their lord simply given them the knowledge before having them as part of the council it wouldn't have been so easy to use their curiosity to lead discussions to topics they wanted.

"Look around! We moved into the middle of countries." He made sure to state it as if he was talking down to them, watching how Hector's eyes narrowed, unpleased.

"I'd been told that vampires couldn't cross running water." He stated in a way as to prove him wrong, that he did have some knowledge of the subject. Godbrand didnt care if Hector really had or if he was simply saying it to make himself look bigger than he was, or if it was to impress the other human in the room.

"I've been on boats, I've had baths." Godbrand said as if to make Hector look dumb, he shot a glance back at Camilla. You seemed to cover her mouth with the back of her hand in her other hand, one of those small chalice cups. He knew she was bringing back an amused smirk on her lips as he gave her a look that simply ment see?.

"When?" Isaac Questioned him and Godbrand couldn't help sending the human a glare, He was getting tired of the jokes about his hygiene, though he supposed that is what happens when you allow a room full of fucking vampire do nothing but talk shit about you and come up with many things.

One time a rumor went around about him fucking horses, he wasnt even sure how that happened since he hardly ever came to the meetings but it was some story that he didnt even know about himself.

He kept playing dumb, allowing Camilla the chance to speak up, to play along and insult him and talk down on him like the others do. To push herself up on a pedestal above him to get the other vampire's approval and the humans to side with her, and it was working. Soon the King rose shouting at them to silence them and Godbrand watched Camilla move to Hector to speak to him quietly.

The meeting continued with Issac questioning Brailas importance over Arges and continued about Arges being a better city. Without a second after Issac had finished it was Hector who spoke disagreeing with him. Camillas' eyes catched His and he watched as she smirked some as Hector was leaning more towards an attack on Braila.

Which brought the king's interest back to the subject taking in the words just like how Godbrand had observed him do over the meetings before Camilla joined.

Issac began to speak once more and he brought news forwards, news Godbrand wasn't expecting.

News of the King's missing son who he had injured badly.

News of Belmont being in the same place as Alucard.

"A Belmont? I thought they were extinct." Camilla questioned but Godbrand barely heard her with his thoughts creeping back.

Vampire hunters.

His mind immediately went towards his son, the thoughts of how you were doing, faring came back to him.

Were you alive?

He shook his head, You were his son. Named in the revenge of blood, He had watched you take down grown vampires centuries older than you filled with your rage and blood lust. Burn down villages as you ripped humans piece by piece.

He shouldn't have to worry about a vampire hunter taking your life.

But he did.

You were his only son.

"No. We Believe our Lord's son Alucard and Belmont may have worked together to repel our forces at Gresit." Isaac informed not only Camilla but to the entire council.

By the gods, Boy don't be involved

" If there is a Belmont left alive then should we not observe the ancestral Belmont home?" Camilla questioned snapping at the council with her question.

Godbrand didn't like his choices of sending you to travel, he hadn't expected for a vampire hunter to be alive since their disappearance so many years ago. He didn't have a way to hear from you and he wouldn't dare bring up your existence to a council of vampires.

"Why." He spoke, mostly towards himself lost in his thoughts. Surely you wouldn't be near a vampire hunter, you wouldn't be anywhere near the king's son. That was impossible...Yet he had once thought fathering a hellspawn would be impossible. A hellspawn that was born wrong surviving was impossible, That hellspawn being able to swim in running water was impossible.

You tended to have a trend at doing things he had thought was impossible.

" Perhaps on the general notion that the Belmont hunted the likes of us for fucking centuries and if there is one left alive then it may have access to the trove of weapons and magical materials talked of across generations but never found which they used to hunt us through fucking centuries." Camilla snapped suddenly in front of him, her hand coming to his chest to point a claw into his chest as she snarled at him. Perhaps she saw the confusion or daze of lost thoughts in his eyes because she lightened the pressure on his chest and moved her claw away.

Her tone slightly softened as she must've seen that he wasn't playing along at playing the idiot that something had been on his mind that took him from the conversation.

"Am i making myself clear now?" She spoke before pulling from him using his genuine confusion to her advantage addressing the king.

"This is your war council my lord?"

It caused the kind to stand glaring down at all of them, as if daring another to speak. His eyes glowing that dark blood red.

"If you truly fear my son's presence and that of a lowly human, have them killed." Dracula snapped with a wave of his hand before he started to head away.

"I've had enough of children bickering."

The council spoke bickering as he left but Godbrands eyes could not leave the stairs of the throne room where Dracula had left.

have them killed?

Has his own son been killed?

A bitter taste formed on his tongue, moving towards his fangs as he snarled biting his licks back exposing them.

The great king who he had respected..Whose solution about his only child was to kill him for some war?

The son that He and His human wife struggled for years to have?

Was the boy a novelty then? A toy for his wife to have something to tend to besides him?

Was giving the half bred son the title, Prince of vampires, simply something to flatter his human wife?

Perhaps his anger had grown more than he had thought as he stormed out of the throne room and into one of the many halls of the castle. Godbrand had sent his own son to travel, away from the war, in some way to honor his mother and see her world before the King had destroyed it. To protect him in the only way he knew how, and The king had no quells in murdering his own son for a war over a human pet wife?

It was dishonor, Not to his own fucking son but to the woman who spent years trying over and over again to give him a hellspawn of his own.

A father is to protect his fucking kin not kill them.

How could someone as ancient and wise as the Old man be so completely stupid? How could He? Godbrand, know that more than the king?

Godbrand heard the clicking of heels and he knew who it was, but his own rage didn't care for his words.

"Im not in the mood to try to fuck you Camilla i have my own shit right now." He snarled as he stormed through the halls, He didn't get too far before he was slammed into the ground, her weight on his back as he snarled more.

"I wouldnt fuck you if you were the last thing alive." Her icey words chilled over his backside.

"Explain why you stormed off."

Godbrand snarled, the crazy bitch had pinned his arms to his side as well so moving wasn't an option, and he was a vampire that was gifted with ability to turn into mist or shape shift either so all he could do is lay there face first into the floor and snarl like a rabid dog.

"Kill the son His Wife had worked so hard to fucking have, Thats what he wanted." Godbrand snarled.

"Well…The Child was a half breed."

Half breed.

Like you.

Half breed.

" I don't see how that would anger you…"

"Cause you dont know how fucking hard it is for a woman to fucking birth a living son like that!" Godbrand snapped squirming underneath her.

"You dont fucking know how many tries ir takes to even get past a few months. How many wrong borns a woman goes through just to get a son born right and alive."

He was seething,

His mind moved back to the many miscarriages and wrong births of his own offspring that his little mother tried so hard to birth.

He wondered how many the king's human wife had to see, had to push out, had screamed and cried for, and The king waved his hand uncaringly with the words kill them.

How those words in his mind changed to

Kill you.

"And you do?" Her words cold as winter snow falling came down, there was curiosity at her tone. Godbrand felt himself stiffen as a corpse before snarling swears in his motherland's language quietly.

"...You do." Her words changed and before he knew it he was on his back with her straddling her hips staring down at him claws on his shoulders raking over them.

"Godbrand…Do you have a half breed bastard?" She questioned him, her eyes unmoving from his own. He snarled, moving his arms to shove her off of him.

"He's not a bastard. He is my son." Godbrand snarled at her baring his fangs.

"And hes more of a vampire than half of those fuckers in there will ever be."

Camilla to her grace was able to land on her feet pushing herself to stand tall as she looked down at the man on the floor. She could see so many things move through his eyes and it intrigued her.

"Tell me about him, your son." She demanded him softly and watched as his eyes moved to the hall behind her.

"Let us go for a walk on the grounds, yes?"

And it delighted her to watch him push himself off the ground and follow her away from the castle to the surrounding woods walking on a path paved by livestocks carts over the years. She listened to what he had to say and he told her everything.

"The last wrong born before my son, I went to my little mother, she always sulked in her furrs after a wrong birth. It was the first time I ever went and saw her after a wrong birth." Godbran explains listening to the bristled sound Camilla let out between her lips.

"It's tradition." He started glancing over at her, catching her eyes.

"We let the women grieve for what could have been alone, So that they may hear the mother goddesses whisper their advice and Condolences. It's disrespectful for a man to stay with a woman during such things. Only women are allowed to enter a weeping mothers hut and soothe her." He watched as Camilla's eyes ever so slightly softened.

"So why did you break your own tradition?" She asked curtly and Godbrand looked away and to the moonlit trails in front of them.

"I was going to tell her that I had prepared a ship for her to leave."

"You were letting her go?" Camilla turned towards him, stopping in their midnight stroll and He refused to turn to look at her.

"She tried to bear a child for nearly ten years, Camilla. She mourned every single one of them as if they were more than just her freedom. " He spoke softly, crossing his arms.

"Each time she blamed herself.

'I wasn't eating enough, forgive me, I'll eat more next time.'

'I slept the wrong way, I will sleep differently next time.'

'I moved too little, I will move more next time.'

'I moved too much, I will move slower next time.'

'I washed in the river, I will wash in the sea.'

Every time a wrong was born she took the blame. Blaming herself as if the real issue wasn't me." He turned to look at her finally.

"I went into her hut, and when she saw me she spoke of how i came around her sooner this time, and she told me she will do better,..…I told her her womb was not the wronging in all the wrong borns, it was my dead seed that killed them from the very start…and told her that i had a ship ready for her, that she would be safely taken to lands where vampires were not as frequent and she still had a fair face enough to find a husband.." Godbrand shook his head at the memories.

"She refused."

"She refused?" Camilla asked with a tilt of her head, her eyes piercing his own.

"She refused. She got angry at me actually, stormed to me and demanded I strip from my clothes and fill her once again. She had looked into my eyes with the eyes of a predator unlike when I had found her huddled up like some rabbit, fearful and weak. She then said;

'I will bear you a son, Stronger than any man in your bloodline, and he will either bathe in red darker than the blood of the people slaughtered in my village, or he will bathe in gold brighter than the sun which you will never see.'

And shortly after that night her womb was full again with my son. She had me fuck her every night she said it was for his soul to be stronger than the others. When her waters broke i waited by her huts door, The nursing women refused me to enter..I had wanted to see him born..But in the end He was born wrong like all the others. I heard her screams before I heard the head healing woman head towards the huts door. She screamed and cried like all the times before but this time in a language I didn't know, her homeland I suppose. I took my boy to the cliffs like I did with all the others for the sea to take.

I was so Angry Camilla, She tried so hard and once again it was a bloody wrong born…But before i could drop him the winds settled and it was like the sea calmed and i heard him…My son fighting to live and when i cut the cord around his neck from his own wrong birthing he screamed louder than anything i had ever heard before..My son stronger than the other wrong borns, Almost seemed like he wasn't ever born wrong…"

Godbrand clenched his hands as he remembered your birth, and he continued telling Camilla everything about you. How you grew rapidly, how the sun never affected you.

"He can go into running water, and leave it with barely a rash."

Camilla's eyes narrowed as she looked at him.

"Your half breed son can move through running water? Not even Dracula's son has such abilities."

Godbrand nodded as he began to walk down the trails with her once more.

"Aye, I've seen him do it many times. His mother used to wash clothes in the river, he would play by her side. I've seen him fly overboard on one of the ships during a territory battle, he climbed back up the side with a fury, his skin not even Blisters."

"Is that why you kept him hidden?" Camilla's words hit his ears making him glance over at her again.

"No, I kept him hidden because he would be looked down upon, the others would treat him less than the man i raised him to be…At first.." Godbrand steeled his eyes onto the path and he continued to walk.

"At first?" The Vampiresses questioned him, following his lead through the wind blowing trees.

"...He's a Crusnik, Camilla…" Godbrand breathed out before stopping once more.

"He's eaten another…"

"Yes…"

"When..?"

Godbrand looked at her, his face contorting in…was it? Anger? Sadness?

"The night his mother was taken from him. A neighboring clan member took her life in front of him. Before I could even react I watched my son tear through him and twelve other grown men over centuries of his own age. My clan and I watched as he devoured each one of their blood before tearing through them with an ace before they moved to fight against the other clan themselves for angering my son.."

The blade of your Ax tore through limbs causing rotting blood to splatter your face. It was foul as the smell of the rotting corpse of the night creature as you shoved its slicing body away from you, splitting it entirely as you moved to the next.

"You wouldn't have believed it unless you saw it with your own two eyes."

Flames shot from your side scratching the dirt and cracked cobblestone walkways. A whip cracking to your left and you could hear the wishful gliding of a magic sword moving through the air before slicing amongst flesh.

They were inexperienced to hell and back, and yet they all agreed to stay here.

"It's so much more different than bloodlust Camilla…Is power, raw uncontrollable power."

Villagers screamed as they tried running from the night creatures, forcing you to watch your own blade carefully as you swung it through body masses of tendons and flesh. You felt someone stumble into your side and you hissed at them to back away, you felt a hand slide across your back and the wailing on an infant.

"So yes, I kept my son hidden, I focused on him training that power and controlling it himself."

The damn fools were piling behind you and the other three, covering themselves between buildings with nowhere to go.

Only you four in front of them keeping the Demons away from tearing into their flesh. You heard shouting from your right where Sypha was speaking about something. You couldn't focus over the smell of spilling blood rotten and fresh over taking your senses.

You faintly felt a stinging from your chest as you moved a hand across it to feel the gaping wound sliced into it from a night creature's claw.

"How could I bring my only blood, my only son, near a den of Vampires that would only see him as a threat?"

Starving.

You were starving.

When was the last time you ate?

Three weeks ago now? Or was it four?

animal blood wasn't cutting it.

You needed real blood.

"You think they would have let him be alive if they knew he could eat more than just livestock, Camilla?"

Yet as you focused back on the creeping creatures that neared you and your small group. You could feel their eyes on you.

Alucard's, Trevor's more than anything as if they were waiting for you to turn around and attack the livestock that had run into a corner believing that you would protect them.

"...No..They would have staked him to a pillar faster than the church with a witch." Camilla answered him.

"Aye…So I kept him away from the meetings. I sent him to travel to explore and learn more about himself, about what he is…And if something were to happen to me, I'd die knowing that my son is more of a Vampire than any one of those bastards back there."

If Sypha had not stated that you all were going to help them rid of the night creatures that hunted on this little village you wouldn't have bothered helping them. You wouldn't have probably even been near this little village. Perhaps you would have been in a city.

"...If something ever did happen to you, Godbrand, I'd look after your son. I'd treat him as if he was one of my own sisters."

"...I take it that's a lot coming from you?"

Regardless of the burning sensation you felt in your teeth to tear through the nearest livestock near you, you gripped your ax and lunged forwards towards a demon.

Your cold lifeless blood pumping through your limbs as you ripped the blade into a night creature's shoulder, getting it lodged into the bone as you yanked it closer to you.

Your blood, Teeth, and primal instincts know more than them.

It didn't have to be human for you to feed.

"You don't have to take it as anything, Just know you have my word Godbrand."

chp 9

[anonymous-eggy]

i had been talking to a friend and we had an idea that had been stuck with me for a while😃

um. vampire au👀 mc can also be a vamp but VAMPIRE AU…Nicky with sharp teeth..hehe… and red glowing eyes…

apparently i lied when i said i wasnt very interested in Nicky anymore. i think its just seasonal. warm weather brings back the need to think ab him. time to go through my dusty old inbox and spout gibberish at the ghosts.

jealous of anon for having a friend to talk ab Nicky with fr. if only fictif didnt suck and get abandoned, I'd force my friends to play it.

AS HOT AS VAMPIRE NICKY WOULD BE...I HAVE TO TALK AB VAMP MC

poor Nicky trying to hide the fact that he, a catholic (or so he swears, despite not acting very catholic) sicilian mob boss, is in love with a chaotic arsonist (possibly queer as hell) vampire mc is so so funny.

Like. suddenly he's also completely nocturnal bc he wants to spend time around his love and Chris is like "dude you never wanna do meetings during the day anymore, why do i have to go to all your daytime meetings" and Nicky has to try to pass off an excuse.

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Chris: whatcha got there?

Nicky, holding a parasol over his vampire lover while holding their drink: alcohol :D

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also... him allowing mc to bite his neck and then practically begging for it next time you need blood bc surprise this 6 foot somethin' mafia boss found out he gets a lil hot, bothered, and submissive when you bite him and drink his blood. straddle his lap while doin it to feel the effects what who said that. anyway. uh. 👀

the absolute confusion this man would feel in terms of whats possible and his faith. can someone be catholic and horny for a vampire lover? surely he can bc he also finds it hot how "wrong" it is despite how good it feels. but yeah tbh he wouldnt think too much bc he canonically doesn't think too hard ab love he just goes with what he feels and doesnt question much further than that.

(side tangent: i adore him so much for being one of the only love interests I've ever seen that canonically uses no labels for his sexuality. no label representation. i adore that he doesnt wanna be put in a box. and its not just because he lives in the 1920s and doesnt have the word for his sexuality, he just truly doesnt vibe with labelling his sexuality. good for him. if you didnt know this, surprise! thats a fun fact from this dumbass who knows practically everything about his character bc i cant be chill about anything and must know everything)

anyway for example with my self insert(ish) mc: trans gay little vampire man who turns into a sgrunkly little bat and hangs from his chandelier in protest that Nicky had to go to a daytime meeting for once? Nicky comes out of the kitchen with a lil platter of fruits to lure him down for a cuddle by the fire place while sweetly apologizing bc god forbid he do his job and not suffer the wrath of a little clingy dustball squeaking at him.

OR NICKY TUCKING LITTLE BAT MC IN HIS COAT DURING THE DAY WHILE HE DOES HIS ROUNDS CHECKING ON HIS BUSINESSES?! he just reaches into his coat every now and then to give his love a little scritch on the head 😭 and everyone around him gets nervous that he's hiding something super valuable or dangerous that he doesnt wanna lose (which is true, but not in the way they think)

see also: Nicky getting into some trouble during the night and being all chill ab it and saying to the guys "oh im not the one you gotta be afraid of" and the guys laughing until guard dog Mc appears, absolutely pissed, hungry, and ready to hunt their fill for the night.

and mc just randomly one day being like "you realize im a good 200 years older than you, right." after Nicky says something that implies Mc is younger and Nicky immediately lights up and just begins asking baseball history questions, not even phased by Mc saying that. which is much to Mc's dread.

my brain worms have recently been obsessed with the concept of a mob boss falling in love with a vampire anyway, so this is prime thinks for me.

i shall continue rotating this in my mind.

[bridgyrose]

Is it possible to get a reaction of the rest of team WBY for finding out that Ruby is in fact still alive and joined Salem after a news report of the fall of atlas in the vampire au where Ruby was turned by cinder? Or perhaps in the Salem’s vessel au where Ruby confronts Qrow about what he really does when he goes on missions like Salem suggested.

(Alright, some more of the Ruby turned vampire au. There's... a bit more set up I really should do for this)

Ruby stayed quiet as she walked through the Atlas streets, keeping to the shadows during the short hours the sun was around. Everything about Cinder’s plan to bring Atlas down felt off, almost as if there was information missing about how they were going to obtain the relic and how they were going to use it. And on top of all of that, she still wasnt sure how they were going to infiltrate the academy. Beacon wasnt hard for Cinder to get into, no one knew her. But Atlas… Cinder was known by face due to her actions at Beacon and Ruby, while she was able to clear her name a bit, was a dead woman as far as anyone was concerned. 

“What’s your position?” Cinder asked over her earpiece. “You know we dont have much time for this.” 

“I’m outside the academy now,” Ruby answered quietly, watching a group of soldiers leave Atlas Academy while another group entered. “This isnt going to work.” 

“As long as you follow my instructions, you’ll be fine. Besides, your job is to find the maiden in any way possible.” 

Ruby sighed and turned off her earpiece once Cinder went quiet, quietly going over her own part of the plan. Sure, Atlas Academy was busy enough that she could sneak in without issue and few people would recognize her. But on the other hand, if she was caught, then everything she was working for would fall apart. Her team could be hurt by Salem or even by Atlas once they found out her death was faked. 

Still, she didnt have much of an option if she wanted her friends and family to be safe. She closed her eyes to focus as Cinder taught her, shifting into a small bat and made her way into Atlas, keeping towards the ceiling to remain out of sight. After hours of flying around, listening to soldiers, desk workers, and Ironwood, she finally found where the winter maiden was being held. Though, following Winter through the hallways to slip into the room and hide until she was alone was much harder than she thought. 

Ruby shifted in a shadowed corner, turning her earpiece on once more, voice shaking as she spoke. “I… I found her. Now what?” 

“Turn on your scroll’s beacon and I’ll find you.” 

“And then what? She’s deep in the academy and the second you get those powers, we’ll get caught.” 

“Leave that to me.” 

“But Cinder-” 

“You will trust me and let me do my job. Do you understand?” 

“Fine…” Ruby said as she pulled out her scroll and turned on the beacon to let Cinder find her. Just one mission, that’s all she needed and she could be done. She could finally relax, watch her teammates in the shadows to keep them safe, and no longer have Salem breathing down her neck. She listened to the seconds tick on her scroll as she waited for Cinder to come, freezing as she watched the secure door open, coming face to face with a huntress with icy blue eyes and a scar across her left eye. 

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Yang sighed as she put her daughter to bed, pausing as she saw a picture of herself, Ruby, and Blake on the wall above the crib. Her heart ached a bit as she stared at the picture of her sister, thinking back to how Ruby had acted just a few short years ago. Sure, Yang believed Ruby when she said that she wasnt part of why Beacon fell, it became harder to believe it over the years after watching Ruby pull away and become less present in their lives. 

“Everything okay, Yang?” Blake asked, putting a hand on her wife’s shoulder. “You said putting her down would be quick.” 

“She’s fast asleep and laid down without a fuss.” Yang finally looked away from the picture on the wall and to Blake, giving her a sad smile. “Just thinking about Ruby.” 

“I miss her too. We can go visit her grave-” 

“We both know it's empty.” 

“But it’ll help. Its been a few months since we’ve gone to see her anyway.” 

Yang let out a soft sigh, knowing Blake was right. Even if the grave was empty, it still helped to visit and talk to her like Ruby used to do with their mother. “We can go in the morning and take Bella with us.” 

Blake smiled a bit and leaned against Yang. “In that case, now that she’s asleep and we have a little time on our own, we can sit down and watch a few shows without getting interrupted.” 

Yang nodded and gently walked Blake back out to the front room, sitting down with her wife and trying to relax as her mind calmed. She flipped the tv back on with the remote, a small smile crossing her lips as she pulled Blake close and pulled a blanket over the two of them. It was finally going to be a quiet night, just the two of them. 

The tv flickered for a moment as the Emergency Broadcast system took over, cutting every channel off from its programming as Weiss came up on screen. Her hands shook as she held her side and the faint sound of grimm alarms could be heard behind her as she spoke. “People of Remnant, Atlas… Atlas needs help. Grimm are swarming the streets and our army isnt enough. We need help evacuating as many people as we can. I dont know if this message is getting out-” she paused for a moment as she stumbled on camera, almost cursing under her breath as she caught herself. “-and I dont know how much longer we have, but its time for the world to know about a war that has been taking place in the shadows. There’s a woman who controls the grimm, known as Salem, who orchestrated the fall of Beacon. Cinder, and the former huntress Ruby Rose are assisting her-” 

The broadcast cut out, going right back to the programming that was showing before. Yang slowly tried to relax herself as she felt her entire body clench at the idea of another city, another academy, falling to the grimm. The fingers on her mechanical hand clicked as she shook as she held Blake close. Hearing Ruby’s name casted more doubt into her, no longer sure what the truth was or what Ruby’s role was in all of this, but all of those memories of Beacon falling she had pushed away had started to come back. Ruby slicing into Pyrrha with her scythe, killing Penny to save Cinder… everything that could’ve been explained with Emerald’s semblance all now made more sense that Ruby had been working with Cinder the entire time. 

“Everything will be fine, I’m sure its just someone using Ruby’s name,” Blake said as she slowly got up. 

“You’re going to Atlas, arent you?” 

Blake nodded. “They need huntsmen. And if Ruby really is alive, is there helping bring down another school… I need to be there for Weiss.” 

Yang stood up and pulled Blake into a kiss, hugging her tightly. “Promise me you’ll come home in one piece. For me and our daughter.” 

Blake purred into the kiss. “Always. I’ll always come home to you.”

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[rayplaysotomes]

Very slowly getting through all my otome posts from picsart!! Anyways! Van Helsing route post lets go!!

As usual, spoiler warning for van helsing’s route in code: realize guardian of rebirth under the cut!

honestly, going into it i didnt think i would enjoy his route that much just because i wasnt that drawn to him as a character?? idk theres nothing wrong with him i just didnt like him as much as i liked the other LIs so i thought id be kinda bored during his route. i was very pleasantly surprised though! it was. an emotional rollercoaster near the end for sure but, yknow. 

alright right off the bat i was absolutely living for the lore and story surrounding the vampire war. like i was already super interested in it based off of things from impeys route and the common route so his was super nice. also like?? delly. holy shit. he went through so much character development. like around the end when he realized he didnt want to kill van and just wanted peace??? omg. 

i also?? really liked finis’s whole deal in this route. like tbh i feel like i had even more questions about him as a character than i did before i played vans route (most of which were answered in lupin’s route, as i was hoping they would be) but thats a good thing for a writer to do in certain cases imo. like im intrigued! i want to learn more about this character! also super interesting how up until after finis dies, we believe he was the one to kill van helsings family. which i think just adds more to aleisters manipulation and how far it went. 

i feel like this post is a lot less in-depth than my other c:r posts (and other otome game posts from my picsart) and i really do not know why. anyways. working on the lupin post! it should be up shortly after this one.

[xslythcrin]

                                         ❝ all monsters are human . ❞

   𝑐𝘩𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟⧸𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑒 : amara drakul   ››   half-vampire   ››   danielle campbell .

❛❛   aesthetic.  ❜❜   ―   ◜   ❏  . ― the first snowfall spouting layers of ivory , lazy mornings curled up in black silk sheets with messy curls and lacy l ingerie , she could sing pretty melodies in unmade beds , born of blood , lust  , and death , she’s made up of  silk , blood , &  rose water . ―

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―   ◜   ❏  . ― ϟ. →  danielle campbell : cis woman : she/her : heiress / owner of the bar :  babydoll by ari abdul  ϟ  did you see amara drakul ? you know ,  the 30/40 year old half-vamp / half-blood who was formerly in durmstrang  . some say name can be quite vehement  but are known to be amoral . they are aligned with the neutrals . →   tw : abuse , death , murder .

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full name : amara drakul .

age : 30/40 .

blood-status : half-blood.

date of birth : december 21st .

occupation : heiress / bar owner .

language(s) spoken : universal .

hair color : brown .

eye color : green .

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positive : vehement , playful .

negative : amoral  , resilient .

moral alignment : chaotic neutral .

deadly sin : lust .

element : water .

emotional stability : it’s there .

alcohol use : socially .

prone to violence? : when provoked .

drives / motivations : herself , the people she cares for .

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book : any history book .

movie : historical movies .

food : blood .

flower : wisteria .

season : winter + the fall .

animal : bats .

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father : vlad drakul .

mother : elizabeth krov . ( deceased ) 

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CHAPTER I :

━   not much is known about amara other than she was born on the coldest night of the year and to a muggle-born mother and a vampire father , vlad . a one night stand turned mistake as her mother liked to put it , for the most part of her childhood , she was raised by elizabeth , who out of spite kept vlad away from her . 

━  painting a pretty picture as to how she was well taken care of when in truth , amara was subjected to her religious side of her muggle family . her mother leaving her with them for the most part. they branded her a monster for feeding off the farm animals and calling "sin incarnate". 

━  she was bullied on a daily basis by her cousins whose parents told them amara was bad and deserved such treatment.  it didn’t really help much when one or two of her cousins ended up getting hurt by her. either she bit them or unconsciously used her magic out of anger and wanting them to stop . her punishment were more severe when it happened . earning her the faint scars that never truly healed today .  ( click here to see scar ) 

CHAPTER II :

━   it wasnt until amara hit the age of 10 that her father truly saw what was happening . cold eyes fell on her father who took her that night by force . amara saw no one was left alive which included her mother when he waited for her to come so she could see what he had done . sadisitc in his part but truthfully speaking amara felt nothing for the woman who gave birth today knowing how much she was hated . 

━   vlad took his daughter with him and for the next year she lived with him . given anything and everything she wanted by her father . since then amara never lacked anything in life . She went on learning their ways . her father quite the infamous vampire and old as time . 

━   a year later amara’s letter to durmstrang was recieved . because of the fact she is able to use magic and because her father had given the school many donations , amara’s case of being a vampire was one of the many rare ones . a half vampire was never really heard of to attend school . 

CHAPTER III :

━  despite her kindness , amara was never one to be crossed even in her former years . she will treat you ten times worse than how you would treat her . never afraid to biting students if they thought to have her bend to their will . much like any vampires , she only kept selected few of friends . while they constantly got into trouble , amara was always off in her own . was mostly provided with animal blood but had a blood bag or two to keep her at her full potential . 

━   during breaks she would at times go home or simply stay at the school . she graduated with high marks although she was not the first , it was good enough for her to continue on in life . especially once she decided to take over one of her uncle’s bar , who had unfortunately passed away . the bar being popular for most wizards and witches but especially vampires who came for the underground and fed off humans . 

CHAPTER IV :

━  when the war happened , amara didn’t sided with anyone but her father did thus many assumed she did as well . Mostly all the vampires went to voldemort’s side and since his winning , more and more creature of the night have been coming out of woodwork . After all , much like wolves they were looked down upon by many . 

[silverfirewolfsurtleaus]

Some stuff about vampires in fangs and future

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To start off all vampires have this list of things and tibits about leo with them

Increased: strength, speed, durability, senses

For leo who already had a degree of this because of how he was made didnt noticed the durability or the senses at first, untill it was pointed out, he's faster than the current record holder for vampires due to his owb slider speed/inhanced speed getting a boost...and it was pretty noticible when he was able to lift the couch up while his very large and heavy older brother was on it...he carried raph around for a bit while his older brother cried happy tears because some times the oldest chikd just wants to be carried (I speak from exoerance ngl)

Claws and fangs

The most noticible things from a vampires repitor impossible to notice unless theur small enough. Usually used for getting blood, the fangs, or for fighting, the claws, notibky the vampires fangs secrete a substance that acts as an anastetic [im hopeing Im using the right word here] that WILL affect the bitten part so long ad they have blood in theit system. It has a raito of hours/how much is put in the blood stream. Leo usually uses the least amount ge can get away with because he doesnt know much other properties of it.

Healing saliva

Its not much just enough healing power to heal the injuries the cause via their fangs with no chance of infection. Leo is pretty quick to use this no lie even if he thinks its a little grose he has to lick people.

Regeneration

This ONLY applies to injuries and scars gotten after becomeing a vampire. The wounds can heal up in a matter of minutes usually. There is ways to cancle this out and give vampires scars and perment injuries however. Leo has exoeranced that first happen.

Vampires ability to transform.

Va.pires can shape shift into one of four things.

The most common is bats, what vampires are known for reall y.They can also become snakes, mist, or very rarely wolves. Leo is one of the kinds of vampires who can become mist, though its rare for him to be in this form unless its already misty/foggy out. He had to learn how to transform the hard way. In other news mist vampires are hard to hurt in that form.

Vampires weakenesses...and hints to what put leo in that 50 year coma without going into exact details.

Holy symbols

Hoky symbols do not usually hurt vampires. Thing is with holy symbols is that they need belife in the religon or god its connected to to work from at least one party, either the human or vampire, to weaken the vampire, in which the vampire is reduced to their pre turned levels of increased things. If neither party belives in the thing connected to the holy symbol then the holy symbol will fail spetacurally. If both parties belive then it can actually hurt the vampire. Agnostic and athiest vampires are a hunters bane and learning that it wasnt just the christain cross was a hunters worst nightmare. Leo has been under the affects of a holy symbol.

Wood

Now this actually has a few factors. The wood needs to be from a tree considered holy by the people that the vampire originates from to actually hurt, unless its a wooden stake but those hurt humans too so, in leo case due to his human genetic being japanese then only woods like that from a sakaki tree would work. Leo has been pined to the ground using this.

Silver

Considered a holy metal in places silver is an effective tool for hunters as its like poison to vampires, also prevents them from seeing their reflection in mirrors. It can have accidic or burning properties if simply placed on a vampires skin causing it to turn red and extreamly irritated for a short period of time blistering and starting to open it up if longer. If it actually make it into the vampires blood stream depending on the amount it can range from them being sick to potental death. Leo is lucky that 1) the injuries he got from this are below the shoukder line and 2) that he servived the hunters silver laced weapon

Holy water

Water blessed by a very religious person or deity. Vampires are considered unholy, not undead like in most cases, but very much unholy. Holy water will work like an acid that eats away at where ever it touches until its gone or its too diluted to work anymore. However most vampires are safe because holy water is actually hard for hunters to get since moat people belive vampires are myths. Leo has a scar on one of his legs from hoky water however.

Other things to note

Yes vampires must be invited in to private homes. Public places are free game however.

Garlic is not a weakness of vampires thats a myth among myth because a couple of vampires had deathly garlic allergies

Allergies are not curred if one becomes a vampire obviously

Magic can hurt vampires but its not as effective as using one of their weakness.

Theres covens of vampires and each coven takes up one place, example maeve's coven coverse all of new york much to her frazzlment

Vampires not oart of the covens, uncommon, are known as free roamers like leo

Leo is a free roamer because he had no clue about covens and by the time he learned he was fine on his own.

Smaller groups within covens are clans and act as large familes of vampires

Free roamers have their own version of clans known as tribes

Trives unlike covens can be made up of more than vampires, or the odd werecreature, however

The leaders of covens are not normally genetically related usually when the current coven head retires or is dying they chose a new head.

Know one knows how they choose but everyone knows who the current head is after theyve been chosen.

Freeroamers like leo just get confused until its clarified for them.

Leo is the only hamato who been turned into a vampire ever

This is because most vampires have respect for this clan of mostly humans who have dealt with demons an alien in vasions...most

Maeve is looking for leo's sire as he was part of her coven and BROKE THE VAMPIRE LAW

[arobinwithoutbatman]

"I have never lied to him. If he asked a question, I answered it. He knows everything I know or rather, everything I choose to share." Each word slow and rasping; the death rattle of thousands, the groan of shipping containers being pulled open, every rusted hinge and sputtering vent. Yet still the warmth of every parent and teacher.

She shrank down, no longer towering and taking up most of the cave. Like Tim, She is shadow but unlike Tim She is more. She is living history, She is every cobblestone, every moment of innocent and malevolent laughter, She is the stubborn heart of every Gothamite that knows the danger of this cursed place but stays anyway because it's their home too damnit. She is every curse and toxin that is in the poisoned waters and soil, every spirit that had yet to move on and the dust of long decomposed bodies. She is every single imagining of Lady Gotham in one frightfully old amalgamation. Beautiful once and still is in a dark almost Eldritch sort of way. Her people imagine her these ways, place importance on certain things and so She is. She wonders sometimes how She compares to the older cities in Europe and Africa, how long did it take for their history to sink into their foundations and coalesce into something aware and sentient.

"It wasnt a quick death. I was already lost in grief. I couldn t bear to lose another Bird. You to vampires, Jason to that monster and Tim to the masked life." Her veil, was is a mourning or wedding veil, thinned slightly to let Dick see a skeletal bittersweet smile. "I am old in many ways and young in even more. It was flattering to have some of my people so earnestly and staunchly choosing to defend me. You're my favourites. My darling Bat is out there somewhere you know, still haunting the night when people silently call for rescue and comfort. I did nothing to him, that happened on its own."

Fingers oh so gently wove through Tim's shadows the way one would comb through hair. A mother's love, deep and eternal.

"Taking his memories was Tim's idea. He died in pain, that pain carried over. He couldn't hold a form, he was so distressed. We tried simply removing the memory of his death, then his final moments, then the mission altogether. And still he would remember. Too quickly. He would scream and fight and panic. So many times, I almost lost him. He's always been a clever boy, my Clever Bird. He wasn't happy with the possibility of losing his memories of his chosen family but if it meant he could stay and still protect me and the people and you then he would do it."

Her other hand started moving through Dick's hair again. The proud maternal smile now turned on him.

"He loved you in life. All of you. He was looking forward to meeting you all over again. I hated taking all of those memories from him but was glad to know that you would shower him in the love he should have had before he was my Clever Bird."

Her expression shifted from warm and proud to stern.

"Don't force him to remember. Let the memories come to him slowly. His death was painful and traumatic, he wasn't able to even consider accepting his death. He needed time. Surrendering his memories gave him that. It gave you and Jason time to grieve. You won't try to resurrect a dead boy that is no longer human, you will be emotional but I would like to think my First Bird would be able to allow his beautifully strong emotions to simply be and have the intelligence not to act on every single emotion driven impulse."

She tilted her head, staring Dick down until she finally relaxed again and smiled.

"You were always more than a pretty face." She crooned. "A brilliant mind and a stubborn heart given to so many and you still find more to give. A piece of you is forever with your parents and the circus and still you call me Home. I was proud to welcome you to my city, Darling Bird, even before you considered me Home."

The shadows feel... off tonight. Winding around Nightwing's fingers like always when he returned to Gotham but somehow slower. Almost sluggish. It's usually fluid like smoke. They don't gather into a solid form tonight, simply drift back to the ground, choosing instead to curl up by his ankles. Even its little chittering sounds have a sleepy tinge to them tonight. Can shadows get sleepy? -arobinwithoutbatman ((have a cryptid Timmy))

A step in the dark, a clattering of lids as some cat escaped a trash bin. It was eerily quiet in the streets of Gotham tonight, but Dick hasn't been afraid of the dark for a long time now.

He stepped through shadow, feeling the thickness of it wrap around its fingers as he marched the dark alleyways of Gotham, clad in his vigilante attire. He could almost feel the dark mist's drowsiness as it gathered around by his ankles, how tired the gloom felt.

He reached up, cleaning a speck of blood that had persistently stuck to his chin. He feasted not too long ago, the pair of razor sharp fangs glinting in the dim street lights protruding from the main street, noticeable for only a moment as he opened his mouth to run a finger across his lower lip before his tongue passed over it as well.

"Come out, Timothy." Dick's voice lulled across the alleyway, satiated by his last meal, feeling the presence of his brother. The pulsating shadows, the caressing flow of the darkness. "I know you're there. I know it's been a while, but you didn't really think I can forget the embrace of my own sibling?"

@arobinwithoutbatman

[dervampireprince]

Very fair reaction to that scene, I admit I already formed opinions on it from the campaign where Vax has a fair bit more agency, but with how it gets cut down for TV it definitely does get a different vibe. Sorry I'd it felt like pressure to have a different reaction to it, I may have been distracted by the *vampire* bit and not considered the rest so much. But hey! There's always Gilmore, and Vax is very much into him of his own volition -🦇

ah well i've never watched critical role. dont get me wrong sylus' voice is nice and all, i guess.. i know how i get too uncomfy sometimes with older characters that are a bit too on the ruthless evil side and idk why but yeah

[fruitbatvampiresociety]

I posted 3,825 times in 2022

That's 3,432 more posts than 2021!

40 posts created (1%)

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I tagged 717 of my posts in 2022

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#apex legends - 27 posts

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#mcyt - 15 posts

#me - 12 posts

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Longest Tag: 120 characters

#and i have eds with the worlds worst hips!! slav squat and asian squat are the only comfortable sitting positions for me

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Mighty morbin' power rangers

18 notes - Posted May 30, 2022

#4

Vampire with cuteness aggression that ends up accidentally turning their human partner bc they got so overwhelmed with cute that they had to chomp

28 notes - Posted May 22, 2022

#3

Sometimes I think about the girls who were super excited to fly out for a concert while I was on my way home from seeing my best friend and we sat together in the back of the plane while our flight was delayed, the two of them getting ready with glitter and color and all sorts of lovely things And feeling their excitement

And how they comforted me when I got hurt- total coincidence, wasn't anyone's fault but the turbulence, spills happen- and was sobbing the entire flight. They we're making sure I wasnt going to be in too much pain, getting my stuff out of my bag for me, talking to the flight attendants and doing what they could. Being patient with me even though this completely interrupted Their evening.

I think about them every time I get a burn, or see mustard packets or even just the color- apparently it's good for soothing the pain of burns, one of them worked in a coffee shop- and hairspray, and when seeing people put makeup on in public...

All these little things that remind me of the kindness and compassion of humanity

I hope they're doing ok. I hope they enjoyed the concert. I hope they have someone like their own selfs if they end up in a crisis in public.

41 notes - Posted December 7, 2022

#2

I graduated recently! Magna cum laude from my college, and I wanted to have a variety of quotes that got me through my schooling on my cap.

86 notes - Posted May 29, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Listening to a song like am I just projecting REALLY HARD to make this about one of my blorbos? Or is this song about my blorbo?

Further research to be done.

135 notes - Posted February 18, 2022

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