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lesbiankimdahyun · 11 months

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Karina(g!p) meeting at a Halloween party(she’s dressed as a slutty vampire) and reader is dressed as an angel. They’ve been eyeing each other all night and eventually end up in the bathroom with reader bent over the sink and Karina fucking her from behind

happy halloween, anon!!

Corrupting an angel

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CW: g!p, alcohol

[GP!Karina x F!Reader]

You could hear the steady pounding of bass from outside of the large brownstone apartment complex. There was no need to double check to make sure you had the right address— the music and shadows of partygoers in the fourth story windows confirmed you had arrived.

You hesitated for a moment, but then your roommate Ryujin tugged at your arm and you followed her up to the door. She hit the buzzer so you two could be let in, finally out of the cold, late autumn air.

As the two of you bounded up the steps, your nerves got the best of you.

“Ryujin, promise me you won’t abandon me in there?” you asked.

Your short-haired friend laughed. “Of course not,” she said, turning to smile reassuringly at you. “Don’t worry too much, you’ve actually met some of the people here! And I’ll introduce you to anyone you don’t know.”

Ryujin was right— once inside, you realized you did recognize a few faces. Her closest friends Lia, Yeji, Yuna and Chaeryeong were already there.

You couldn’t help but giggle at Lia’s costume. She was a big, bright red strawberry. She looked absolutely adorable, even when she accidentally bumped into people and walls. The rest were dressed as matching skeletons.

The two of you made your way over to the group, and before either one of you could ask, Chaeryeong sighed. “We tried to get Lia to go in on the skeleton costumes with us,” she said, “but she insisted on being a goofy, oversized strawberry.”

Lia rolled her eyes. She tried to cross her arms, but the costume was too bulky and she couldn’t. It only made her look cuter.

“Hey! I didn’t know the costume was going to be this big! Can we drop it already?”

The rest of the group broke out into conversation, but you couldn’t really focus on it, distracted by the sights of the party.

You’d forgotten to ask whose apartment this even was, but whoever was renting it, it looked stunning. The large space, complete with crown moulding, rounded arch hallways and exposed brick walls, was perfectly decorated for Halloween. Orange and purple string lights lined the perimeter of the ceiling, fake cobwebs were meticulously placed along the corners of windows, and there were jack-o-lanterns, real ones with tiny candles inside illuminating them, on the living room coffee table along with fake skull caps full of candy. Tall, skinny black candles lined bookshelves, a string of black paper bats shared wall space with fake, bloody claw marks running along them.

Lia bumped into you suddenly, bringing you back to earth.

“Sorry!” she said to you and the other girl she’d accidentally collided with.

You glanced over to see the other girl pat Lia’s costume reassuringly. She was dressed as a vampire. Not the Nosferatu kind, though. You felt a wave of warmth rush over you. She was hot, stupidly hot, as was her costume.

Your eyes wandered slowly over her deep red sequined corset and its revealingly low sweetheart neckline. A pair of black booty shorts covered hardly anything other than her ass, but the simple black cloak she wore over her corset helped a little. A pair of fishnets and knee high, lace up platform boots completed the look. The ends of her hair were dyed a similar deep red color, and her long acrylics were stunning– black coffin shaped nails for the occasion.

The vampire’s eyes only registered Lia for a fraction of a second. The next moment, they were on you.

You swallowed hard, quickly looking back up to meet her eye. Her gaze was intense, and so was the brief onceover she gave you before she finally turned around and walked back to her friend group without saying a word.

By the time you recovered from the vampire, the conversation happening around you had already picked back up.

“I’ll be right back,” you said to Ryujin, excusing yourself.

You made your way down the hall into the kitchen. Some of the drink options were Halloween themed, like the cauldrons full of spiked spider cider and dark purple witches brew punch, swirling with edible silver glitter. A few handles of hard liquor and mixers, as well as beer were available, but you weren’t really in the mood to taste your alcohol.

After pouring yourself a cup full of the witches brew punch, you paused for a moment to glance around at the rest of the people at the party.

The attendees had gone all out in their costumes, too. Ryujin had warned you beforehand that anyone who wasn’t in costume wouldn’t be let in, so as much as you didn’t care for dressing up, you had to admit, the costume rule made for an even better party. You hoped some of the more impressive costumes would distract from your own. You’d felt confident in it before you left, but now felt exposed.

It was Ryujin who suggested you go as an angel when you fretted about finding a costume. “Keep it simple,” she had said. “It’s just one color.”

“I don’t know,” you had said once you tried on the pieces she’d found for you. “This feels damn near like, genuinely sacrilegious.”

The halo headband was cute. It was the rest of your costume that definitely wouldn’t be allowed in any real church: white thigh high stockings with chunky white heels, white satin shorts, a matching satin halter top with a white mesh bell sleeve shrug over it, and a small pair of angel wings. Those were white too, of course.

Later, Ryujin, keeping her word, introduced you to a few of her other friends. All of them were pretty to begin with, but the fact that their costumes were a little tighter against their bodies made you unsure of where to look as you shyly said hi to a Wednesday Addams who went by Winter, a workout Barbie who introduced herself as NingNing, and a Spider-Girl named Giselle.

You had seen a fourth girl with them earlier, that incredibly hot vampire, actually, but now she was nowhere to be seen. Ugh. You craned your neck to look for her, hoping to be introduced, but you couldn’t find her.

Just as you and Ryujin had said bye to the other girls and turned around, you spotted her out of the corner of your eye, rejoining her friends. Damn.

You almost asked Ryujin to go back and introduce you. The punch was stronger than you thought it’d be, and you were beyond buzzed now, feeling a little more confident and sociable. You were watching the vampire flip her long, dark hair over one shoulder when Ryujin interrupted you.

“Hey, where did you get that punch?” Ryujin asked, flipping up her pirate’s eye patch for a moment to get a better look at it. “I gotta get rid of this shitty beer.”

“I can go get you some,” you said. “I need a refill anyway.”

In the kitchen, your back was turned to the rest of the party while you scooped up ladlefuls of punch for you and Ryujin. Suddenly you heard a voice behind you.

“How’d an angel like you wind up in such a sinful party?”

You were about to scoff at whoever had just spoken to you when you paused– it wasn’t a man’s voice. You were used to cocky, suggestive comments from men, but the voice that had just addressed you was feminine.

You turned around to see the girl you’d been glancing at all night long– the hot vampire.

“Wh-what?” Shit. You forgot to think about what you were going to say before turning around.

The vampire smirked, merely raising an eyebrow in response to your question. “Do I… know you?” she asked.

You shook your head. “I’m Ryujin’s roommate. I’m Y/N.”

“Nice to meet you,” the girl replied. “I’m Karina.”

“Karina,” you repeated with a little nod. “Nice to meet you, too. I like your costume,” you said.

The vampire’s smirk grew bigger. “I know you do,” she said. “Unless that wasn’t you leering at me earlier tonight?”

You blushed, eyes widening. “Oh, I- I’m sorry–”

Karina moved in, pressing herself against you lightly as she took your drink out of your hand and set it down on the countertop next to Ryujin’s. “It’s okay,” she said, taking your hand. “Can’t seem to keep my eyes off you, either.”

The next thing you knew, you were being pushed up against the bathroom sink with Karina’s lips kissing a trail down the back of your neck. Ryujin and the rest of the party had completely faded from your brain. You were soaked now, clit throbbing in anticipation.

The vampire looked up at you for a moment, making eye contact with you in the mirror before pulling your shorts and underwear down in one fell swoop. Your wings were the next to go, and she took a moment to admire you before continuing on.

Karina palmed your ass with one hand while she used her other to slide her shorts down, freeing her hardening cock.

She held your waist steady as she slipped it between your legs, rubbing her cock against your wet folds.

“A condom..?” she breathed, reaching up past you toward the medicine cabinet behind the large bathroom mirror.

“I-I’m on the pill,” you replied a little too eagerly. Karina let out an amused huff.

“Well then,” she said, bending you over farther, “be a good little lamb for me.”

The pet name and the sensation of her sliding into you made your legs nearly give out. She let you take a few moments to adjust to her. You hadn’t even gotten a good look at her cock but the way you pulsed around her let you know she was plenty big.

The vampire let out a soft moan.

“That’s it, there you go,” she cooed in your ear as she slid deeper inside you. You whimpered and she rewarded you with a kiss against your neck.

You felt every bit as good around her cock as she thought you would. Karina closed her eyes, lost for a moment in the pleasure she felt being sheathed inside your warm, wet pussy.

When you could finally let her move inside you, she started gently, her hands gripping your waist to support you. You were absolutely soaked, and the sounds of her thrusting became even more lewd as your wetness added to them.

“Fuck,” she groaned. The vampire picked up her pace and it left you nearly breathless, unable to do anything but take her pounding and let out small, humiliating repetitive cries with each stroke.

Your added slick allowed her to fuck you at an even faster pace. She leaned down over you, making you bend over further for her. At this new angle, you fell apart while she split you open.

Gone were your soft cries, replaced with more raw, desperate moans. She felt so good inside of you; it had been ages since you felt this full and sated.

Karina laughed as your cries grew louder. “Does it feel that good, angel? So good you want everyone to know how much you like being fucked right now?”

You could only moan in response, too focused on keeping the vampire inside of you to worry about the rest of your surroundings. You arched your back as much as you could, trying to entice her more.

It worked. “Jesus,” Karina murmured. “You look just as good as you feel…” her eyes closed for a moment, losing her pace. When she resumed though, you knew you were really in for it.

Karina’s thrusts became harsher, deeper, but also sloppier. She panted in your ear; her breath on your neck made you shiver.

“Gonna cum,” she grunted. “You feel too fucking good.”

“I-In me,” you pleaded, knowing you must’ve looked as desperate as you sounded. “You can cum in me.”

Karina looked up at your reflection, catching your eye in the mirror. “Yeah?” she asked. You gulped. Her eyes were wild with desire. You nodded, and when she grinned in response, it sent an excited chill down your spine.

The vampire took off again, plowing into you at a brutal, desperate pace that thrilled you.

“Fuck, oh fuck,” she cursed, and then her hips slammed against you the hardest they ever had. You gasped when you felt it— Karina spilling her load in you. She continued to fuck into you as she came, bringing you closer to reaching your own release.

Hearing your pants and whines get breathier, Karina snaked one hand around in front of you to tease your clit.

You cried out, eyes squeezing shut as her fingers and your body fumbled for a few moments, both of you trying to find just the right angle that would—

“Right there,” you rasped, your cunt clenching around her cock. “I’m gonna cum,” you cried, head tilting back a bit.

Karina tsked in response. While one hand continued to circle your soaked clit, she used her other to yank your hair, making you tilt your head back up to look at the two of you in the mirror. Her thrusting hips held you in place.

“Look at me when you cum,” she murmured, and you fought to hold her gaze. The moment you locked eyes with her, it sent you over the edge and you came around her.

A satisfied smile crossed her lips, and then she released her hold on you.

Catching your breath, the two of you stayed still for a minute until she could finally pull out.

Some of her load spilled out of you, splattering beneath you on the bathroom’s tiled floor.

You were slightly disappointed you couldn’t keep her full load in you, but Karina watched with great satisfaction. She gave your ass an appreciative slap, then squeezed your cheek in her hand.

The air was thick with more sexual tension as the two of you began to clean yourselves and the rest of the space up. The vampire helped you back into your costume, making sure your clothing was still in pristine condition.

You tried not to look, but couldn’t help yourself from sneaking a glance at Karina while she tucked her softening cock back into her shorts.

“Are you ready?” the vampire’s voice made you look up quickly.

“Yeah,” you said, not moving. Your nerves had returned. The music from the party outside was still just as loud, as were the conversations and laughter of partygoers, but you were anxious to see who was on the other side of the door– who, and how many, had heard you.

“Hey, relax,” Karina said, sensing your mood shift. “It’s my party, no one’s going to say anything.”

You looked up at her curiously. “Wait— so you live here?”

Karina unlocked the bathroom door and opened it. She led you out quickly.

“Yeah,” she said casually, keeping your attention on her and away from some of the people nearby who definitely knew what had just happened between the two of you in there. “It’s a four bedroom. Ryujin didn’t tell you?”

“N-no,” you stammered. You were going to say more but she was already leading you back to the main party space. Her warm hand held yours securely, but not tightly, as you weaved through the blur of people.

She dropped your hand shortly after. You looked down, wondering why, when a familiar voice called out.

“YN!” Ryujin said, approaching the two of you. “There you are!” Your roommate beamed at you, clearly having forgotten about the drink she asked you to get her. Instead, she held two tiny shot glasses in each hand. “Yeji and I were about to do some shots. I see you’ve met Karina.”

You blushed. “Uh, yeah,” was all you could manage.

“You didn’t tell me your roommate was so pretty, Ryujin,” the vampire said, stepping away. “I’m glad you came.” She winked at you, making your blush deepen. “See you around, angel.”

#aespa imagines #aespa x fem reader #anonymous #ask #answered #aespa smut

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emeritus-fuckers · 5 months

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“The red means I love you” ⸸ Yandere!Swiss Army Ghoul x gn!Reader

CW: he/xey/it pronouns used for swiss. reader pronouns and genitals unspecified. cannibalism. blood. descriptions of slight gore. imprisonment. brief descriptions of violence.

i. unusual they say strange fascination, infatuation

People would often say Swiss was... odd. Specific. Unique. Some called him just straight up weird. And none of those were wrong, of course. The ghoul was truly one of a kind, in both the best and the worst way, as you got to find out.

You've notived xem staring at you with that uncanny, wide grin. It would walk around and scare people often, though it was always just some lighthearted fun. It's how it started with you, until you approached him and got hit with a pick-up line so cheesy you couldn't help but laugh.

That one interaction seemed to be enough for the two of you to eventually start dating. And it was perfectly fine! Swiss was a goofy guy who always made you laugh. An oddball, yes, but it was never too weird or concerning.

At least, until that one day you accidentally cut yourself.

It wasn't even a big or deep cut, your just grazed one of your fingertips had had a few drops of blood fall while you and Swiss were making dinner. You didn't even register the cut at first, since xey were next to you and putting your finger in its mouth, sucking on the small wound.

And that was the day he changed.

ii. a lunatic call me what suits your taste, i just wanna taste

After tasting your blood, Swiss... changed. A lot.

It was a weird change, one that you couldn't quite put your finger on.

He was always clingy, so him not leaving your side wasn't it.

He was always touchy, so him being all over you was also pretty normal with him.

All the kissing, hugging, laying on top of each other with that toothy grin he was known for... Everything seemed to be the same way as it was before, and yet you could feel it in your bones. Something changed. You just had to figure out what it was and why you felt so uneasy about him now.

You hated the feeling, honestly. Despised it, even. It made no sense, for you to feel uncomfortable with the same arms that always held you and the same lips that always kissed you. He didn't xey didn't do anything wrong, and yet you started to drift apart, seemingly for no reason, just because you felt off.

And Swiss didn't like that one bit.

iii. and goodness, you're bleeding what a wonderful feeling

He just wouldn't stop. Your cries didn't matter to him. No matter how much you'd try to kick him off, he wouldn't leave. His teeth would still pierce your skin, biting off pieces of you one by one, only to then obssessively suck and lick at the wound, trying to get as much as he possibly could from you. Blood, flesh... it didn't matter, he wanted to taste you. You tasted so damn good, just a few drops of your blood could make xem cum on the spot.

Swiss would never be satisfied. It would give you just enough time to heal, feeding on you from somewhere else. If your thigh needed time to heal, xey'd switch to your arm, ripping the flesh off.

He was smart. He made everyone believe you ran away from the Ministry. And then it kept you trapped in some long forgotten corner of the catacombs, visiting you every day to bring you food and drinks. And, of course, to eat you and then nuzzle against your lower stomach in the same affectionate way xey would before all this happened.

After all, Swiss loved you very much. It wasn't his fault that the love was unhealthy. Xey just liked to feel you bleed.

It was such a wonderful feeling, after all.

Written by Nosferatu.

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#ghost band #ghost #ghost bc #ghost x reader #ghost bc x reader #ghost band x reader #swiss army ghoul x reader #swiss army ghoul #swiss ghoul x reader #swiss ghoul #swiss #swiss x reader #nameless ghoul #nameless ghouls x reader #nameless ghouls #nameless ghoul x reader

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captainsophiestark · 5 months

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Klaus Mikaelson Masterlist

TVD/TO Masterlist

Main Masterlist

X - x reader F - Female Reader (otherwise it’s gender neutral) ☀️ - Fluff ✨ - Humor ☁️ - Angst 💋 - Flirting ⭐️ - Author Faves

Newest fics will be at the bottom

Fairy Lights - F!X ☁️☀️ Reader is dating Niklaus Mikaelson, and she’s had a terrible day. Being tortured and used as leverage by a psycho witch is never fun, but it’s a little easier to deal with when you have the love of your life by your side.

Mental Block - X 💋 Y/N is a SHIELD agent with inhuman mental powers, in New Orleans for a well-earned vacation after managing to survive all their training. A nice day in the city turns into an adventure when a strange man with a British accent crashes their vacation.

New Orleans - X ☁️☀️ Y/N and Klaus have been dating for a little while, and they’ve been best friends even longer. They’ve finally weathered most of the storm Mystic Falls has to offer, and Y/N has started their first semester at the University of Virginia. Just when everything’s going perfectly, the Mikaelsons have decided to move to New Orleans, and it might spell the end for Y/N and Klaus.

Immortality - X ☁️☀️ Nik and Y/N have been dating for many years, despite Y/N being human. Despite being in love with the Immortal Hybrid, Y/N never wanted the vampire life. Unfortunately, when one of the many enemies of the Mikaelsons steps in, they might not have a choice anymore.

Nosferatu - X ☁️☀️ Klaus and Y/N have been dating for a long time, and Y/N has more or less gotten used to dealing with all the Mikaelson drama. Still, that doesn’t mean they don’t need a break from time to time. Nik *promised* Y/N they could have a good old fashioned movie marathon as a break from everything they’d been through lately, but when he tries to go back on his promise, Y/N shows him what’s up.

Fatherhood - F!X ☁️☀️ Y/N and Nik have been dating since the Mikaelsons moved to New Orleans and Y/N got turned into a vampire. When Nik starts to feel worried about his ability to parent Hope, who’s due to join the world soon, Y/N helps reassure him.

The Curse of the Sun and the Moon - X ☀️✨⭐️ Klaus' SO is writing their doctoral dissertation on cross-culture myths. Much to their irritation, Klaus knows a thing or two about those.

The 60s - X ☁️☀️ Klaus wiped the memory of the love of his life after hundreds of years together to try to protect them from Mikael. Now, however, his ex has their memories back is going to find their boyfriend. Even if he is in someone else's body.

Witches Get Stitches - F!X ☁️☀️ Klaus and his girlfriend have been together since they were humans, surviving together for a thousand years. They don't intend to let anything tear them apart.

Like Home - X ☁️☀️⭐️ When a serious magical threat comes to Mystic Falls and puts Josie and Lizzie at risk, Caroline and Ric send Klaus' ex down to New Orleans to seek safe harbor for the girls with him. Or, what if Y/N went to New Orleans instead of Caroline, and Klaus was free to see them.

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best-iwtv-scene · 3 days

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ROUND 1B, MATCH 2

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First Dreamstat appearance (2x01)

In the cold of war-ridden Eastern Europe, Louis hallucinates Lestat rising from the darkness. Dreamstat appears to Louis in his blood-soaked Mardi Gras outfit, with a slit throat to match. As an imagined version of Lestat, Dreamstat mirrors Louis's movement and intonations, and also acts absurdly, for example, a bird rips its way out of his slit throat, flying away into the fog. The scene is scored by Shruti Kumar's 'First Time in New Orleans' which also appears in 2x08 when Louis is returning to New Orleans in the present day. This track incorporates the Louis/Lestat love theme, making the scene feel familiar in the unfamiliar environment season two starts off in. It is clear that Louis feels an uncanny sense of home and safety with Dreamstat, despite the guilt that comes with it ("He came by invitation. My distraction from the monochromatic landscape."). The scene shows the lasting effect that killing Lestat, his lover and maker, has had on Louis, even years after the event, still picturing him as he was when he died and paranoid about his return. "But in answer to your question... Yes. I'm gonna fucking kill you." "If you were alive, you'd have done it already." "Oh love, I'm merely waiting until you're happy. So hurry up, mon cher."

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Happy trio montage (1x04)

Claudia narrates, through her diary, a series of moments from Claudia's first few years as a vampire with Louis and Lestat. These moments include Claudia's 17th birthday, in which Louis and Lestat wear party hats and Claudia is provided with three dead bodies to eat (also wearing party hats); Claudia joining Louis and Lestat in a dance together by the incinerator, and the three vampires going to watch a screening of Nosferatu (1922) to great amusement. The dynamic between Louis, Lestat and Claudia is parental, as Claudia is still very young and her turning seems to have rekindled Louis and Lestat's relationship. This scene is loved by fans as it is one of the softer, more wholesome parts of the show, and there is a domesticity apparent in the three vampires' relationship, which is not shown often throughout the series. Additionally, the joy shown in the montage further highlights the deterioration of the family relationship as the episode and season progresses. "Dear new diary. Nice to meet you! What adventures we will have. You've joined a happy home, even if we're an odd one. [...] We do like mortals do. We fight, we eat, we laugh, we sleep, we love."

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#best iwtv scene poll #iwtv #amc iwtv #interview with the vampire #louis de pointe du lac #lestat de lioncourt #loustat #claudia iwtv #claudia #tumblr polls #poll tournament #round 1

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mortifying-macaroni · 4 months

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What's got you into the whole Tremere/Tzimisce dynamic? Just curious to know. I like them too

Well, anon, I'm glad you asked (btw you've got excellent taste). I'll try to keep it short and sweet with a few main bullet points *cracks fingers*

It's the perfect foundation for "somewhat acquaintances to enemies to lovers". Their first means of interaction stemmed from curiosity to potential cooperation laced with some form of trust as they partook in exchanging of knowledge and magic acumen, hell even some Tzimisce got embraced while carrying a Tremere name. Moreover, they lived in this brief unity until it all got squandered by the blood wizards' betrayal as we know.

Both clans are pretty much two enigmas wrapped in a mystery that battled on a tight rope throughout the ages. Despite the rocky road they're fiercely tangoing on, the fire from their mutual hatred keeps them on their feet as they're restlessly trying to take the lead in bringing the other party to their downfall. There are certain things that entwine them, things that establish a common ground for them to agree upon. Aside from the bit of blood they share by forceful means from the Tremere's side, both clans foster this penchant for torture in the name of academic pursuits. If melding their minds by combining their methods for causing destruction, then these two bloodlines could've been the most fearsome clan duo of educated executioners throughout kindred history.

I've already quoted this one part somewhere (*ahem* my fic), but they have the potential to work like scissors- the blades function to that of a married couple that carry out their tasks together in perfect synchronicity and unison, with equal toil put into it. They're two hands holding the gun, the hammer and firing pin pushing the bullet out. One example of that is their co-op dependant ability to create Blood Brothers. Think about it, A koldun fleshcrafter and a thaumaturgy sorcerer can mass produce walking weapons of annihilation, sort of like their "children" birthed for war through brutality and blood magic.

The whole kindred world may be cursing at them, deeming them as inhumane monsters and murderers and yet the Tzimisce and Tremere can only slow dance to the beat of chaos and pure pandemonium unfolding around them. Everything may as well be crumbling into ruin, but they'd still see an opportunity to salvage something from the suffering of others. What's more, I imagine if they were in a relationship they'd be partial to mutual inflictions of pain. All the pent up clan tension could provide an outlet to channel that (whether it be caused or sustained) hurt into a sort of gratification that nobody else could provide them.

A Tzimisce is an instrument of pain that a Tremere can learn to, not only appreciate, but study, even without applying force; just how a Tremere's knowledge can serve as a song for a Tzimisce to learn through guidance. Furthermore, if given the chance, either of them would kill or burn the whole world for their partner no questions asked. Even though they bring out the worst in each other, they'd remain where they are because nobody else can handle or keep up with all of their "ugly" aspects.

In other words, if only they weren't so stubborn about their clan beef, they could not only have the kinkiest sex imaginable, but also establish a Gomez/Morticia relationship if they'd just work everything out.

I have only one Tremere/Tzimisce ship, so I'm kinda going based on my own little headcanons regarding their own issues and how they can personally work together through them, in addition to some lore I've dug out on top of that.

Final verdict (in my humble, yet correct opinion): Best ship dynamic in VTM with Nosferatu/Toreador being the runner ups

#they're the kind of couple that brutally fights over who gets to top #idk about you but the angst between them is delicious to explore #vtmb #vtm #Tzimisce #Tremere #world of darkness #wod #vtm Tremere #vtm Tzimisce #morti answers

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waylyngdraws · 6 months

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this is my vtm oc. this is also the chupacabra.

i don't mean that metaphorically — i actually decided, what if el chupacabra was actually a nosferatu ? i mean, a little disfigured vampire-dog-alien crawling around mexico ? how could i resist ?

NONE of the players knew. (apart from one — who thought it was obvious so said nothing). I was in this play-by post, playing this cryptid, that i named CHOO, for FOUR MONTHS before i revealed this. choo itself didn't even know this; it stopped putting down sophisticated memories when it went feral for about 100 years. some ventrue had to use forgetful mind to dig out the memory. after revealing that they'd got in trouble, the ventrue asked how. the response was this:

"Kindred not, not want, not want seen…Choo seen, seen lots…Delores say, say Choo is famous. Lots, lots know, know Choo, Choo long name."

another ventrue cottons on and loses his fucking mind. i switch the tupper i'm using from one that has the display name 'Choo' to 'El Chupacabra'. the server's having a complete breakdown. i am cackling.

i changed its design slightly so it's covered in hair rather than mangey because like,, if it didn't, everyone would see it's just a vampire'd child.

(cw: body horror, teeth)

here it is !

some of my favourite interactions with this character have been its early ones. it had never seen another non-nosferatu before, so the first one it meets, it insists:

"Sherriff, I is friend. You take off face now." It cocks its head, seemingly unaware how unnerving it sounds.

i love this character. it had no idea that kindred can just look like that, and tried for ages to get the Sheriff to stop using mask of many faces. except it doesn't know all of those words. so that's how it decides to express that.

this is the character introduction !

You knew it was a mistake not to call that taxi.

One moment there's nothing in front of you, the next, there's…something there. In the gloom of the alley, your first instinct would be to say it's an overlarge shaggy dog, had it not been for the spines down its back. As it cocks its head to examine you, you glimpse through pale gold fur a single orbish protrusion on its head, bulging with manic energy, that you can only assume is an eye. It blinks, and two separate eyelids move to cover its ungodly, reptilian stare. It seems like an animal, but for the way it moves, observing you; that, and its front paws, which are very clearly hands — if, large gangly hands, with too many joints. Its back paws are very clearly paws, stemming from legs that, were they human, you'd say they bent the wrong way. The other sign of humanity is that it wears a patchy loincloth. It starts to crawl toward you, in a distinctly human fashion, and you realise with a sickening lurch to your stomach that it must be a child. Choo the Nosferatu lowers its jaw to show you, friend, its best feature — a mouth glutted with keen teeth, gleaming in the light of the far-off streetlamp.

But then you run.

The sound behind you — is it a padding or a scuttling? Your clumsy human feet aren't up to it, and now you've shown your hand; friends don't run.

Runners are prey.

hope you enjoyed blorbo #3 ! unlike the other two cunts, this is my baby and can do no wrong. also. to avoid breaking the masquerade, it walks around in a little dog coat and wellies.

#artists on tumblr #digital art #digital illustration #vampire: the masquerade #vampire the masquerade #vtm #vtm oc #vtm art #nosferatu #body horror #teeth #chupacabra #cryptid #writing #the chupacabra #el chupacabra

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voidscreamintheories · 6 months

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The (Not-so-)Big four

Spoilers for the first arc of Hunter the Parenting

Right so: Hunter the Parenting was started after the end of If the Emperor had a text-to-speech device, a parody of Warhammer 40K. There is DNA from that 40K lineage in the show, namely in the D family which I will talk about in another post. But as any fan of Warhammer, upon seeing a group of four antagonists I must immediately question if they are the four Chaos gods. Now before getting into this it is important to note that the gods of Chaos are already a lil flexible in their definitions, so it could be real easy to mold anything you want to fit them. They fit well with the four horsemen of the apocalypse, for example However, I am still going to fit these funni bois into funni molds, because it's fun.

Shitbeard: He is violent, quick to anger, one of the two oldest, and he was embraced in association with the "Bikers for Blood" donation drive. It's Khorne, he's Khorne. Now of course, vampires also have a thing for blood, but I feel calling it out specifically with shitbeard COULD be a nod to the good ole "blood for the blood god". Getting into some deep lore here: Clan Brujah used to be known as Warrior Scholars, before their clan devolved into violent rabble rousers. This actually fits with some depictions of Khorne worship, where they are noble and strong warriors who eventually slip into being raving madmen. Of note as well is which member of the group he dislikes the most fits with Khorne, becaaaaaaaause

Ape: Ape and Shitbeard don't get along. Ape is the youngest of the group. Ape is constantly mentioning his hunger and it's called out that he has been "overfeeding" which Ape retorts that there's no such thing. Ape is Slaanesh. Now it's missing a few hallmarks of The Prince of Pleasure, but I think that's partly because of time constraints and partly because of the tone they were going for (I am happy that Ape wasn't humping the walls or snorting coke every other scene). Also, Ape's weapon of choice was his claws, and that's very in line with Tabletop Slaanesh.

Kevin: He's a wizard, it's Tzeentch. But more than that, we saw Kevin had schemes and ambitions to overthrow both the regent and Pyotr, very fitting for him as schemey old Tzeentch. Also, Kevin's tendency to still try fitting in with regular society does match up with the insidious infiltration of society of Tzeentch. Relatedly, while Big D seems to want Kevin as his Sigilite (Malcador best bro), this might end up backfiring. As we saw in the ad break of episode 4, D is feeding Kevin. If Kevin still has ambition and treachery as his domains, there's a non-zero chance that Big D may be betrayed.

Now, finally, which member of the sabbat did Kevin have the most beef with?

Pyotr: Process of elimination here, Pyotr is stinking old Nurgle. Now, nurgle is often depicted as big and round, obviously RIDDLED with disease, and jolly. How can Pyotr fit those themes? I think it has more to do with his clan association. The Nosferatu are a clan of UGLY vamps, who use vermin as spies, and are shockingly resilient and strong for their appearance, all very nurgly. As well, one of the most common reasons a Nosferatu will embrace someone is because the target is really pretty, the Nosferatu resenting beauty and wanting to curse them with the same ugliness. In much the same way Nurgle loves corrupting the beautiful for the sake of corruption (see the garden, his kidnapping of Isha). Based on the photo of Pyotr, we can see he was a handsome kine, I think it fits that he was turned for being too pretty. As a final note on the pretty thing, the fact that Nosferatu start seeing their own ugliness as being attractive (see "you're a goddamn tease loverboy"), that fits with Nurgle's embracing of decay and rot. Now one thing Pyotr MIGHT fit as Nurgle on his own is his stealthing ability. It's not always mentioned, but it's not uncommon for Nurgle worshippers to have a miasma around them which they use to conceal themselves. As a final point, Pyotr's speech about inevitability and futility is pretty fitting for Nurgle's embracing of entropy.

The group as a whole: Woah Chaos undivided, woooooo. But really, as a group they do work as the Pantheon. They all hate each other and scheme against one another, but will work together for their collective goal. When Markus let them fight, and Pyotr ate the other two, this would match with a long standing concept in Warhammer that once one of the gods got the upper hand, it would spell disaster for humanity (here represented by the hunters). As well Kevin seems depressed and almost listless without the other three around, could be because as much as they hate each other, the gods do need their opponents to enjoy the Great Game.

#h:tp #htp #hunter the parenting #hunter: the parenting #fan theory #theories #warhammer 40k

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rainkays · 3 months

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ABIGAIL OC | LOTTIE MORGAN !

SHE/HER, 29. 📍SEATTLE, WA. ENFP. CANCER.

“do you like the way the water tastes….?”

CHARLOTTE “LOTTIE” MORGAN childhood best friend of joey and former guitar technician turned private investigator. lottie was a private eye for hire, and as soon as she crossed paths with joey in their adult years, lambert knew they were a match made in heaven. the two women watched each others backs, and lottie stayed at joey’s side during her recovery and every moment after. she soon found herself gravitating towards peter when their team was assembled to retrieve abigail, working on mission recon with him as joey and frank remained their lookouts.

HER CHILDHOOD was one of loneliness and anger. her mother absent, father an abusive alcoholic. she spent her teenage years working double shifts at shitty hole in the wall restaurants in her hometown, moving out when she was only 16 to work as a guitar tech. the roadie life was nice for a while, but she knew it wasn’t going to be her forever. her rekindled friendship with joey meant the start of her investigative work and introduction to the rest of her crew.

THE CREW became a family to lottie, nights at the bar with sammy and peter spent scouting their newest assignment, and waiting on rooftops for the perfect photo with joey. she couldn’t deny the tension in the air every time she was left alone with peter, or the fact that lambert so conveniently assigned them on stakeouts together where they talked for hours on end.

RELATIONSHIPS! lottie quickly became an older sister to sammy, keeping her company when they were working late nights, and playing card games with her in shitty motel rooms when they were traveling. as much as she wanted to hate him, she found herself getting along with frank. he was abrasive, sure, but that was the sort of attitude they needed from time to time. peter wasn’t the biggest fan of frank, so lottie always laughed quietly to herself whenever he confidently cut in on their conversations. she never missed an opportunity to challenge peter to a drinking game, one that she almost always lost, but never failed to amuse her.

DETAILS! lottie spent late night after late night seated criss cross on motel beds with sammy watching re runs of old horror movies, nosferatu one of their favorites. she often found herself perched on grimy benches outside of hole in the wall restaurants with peter. the rest of the crew took every opportunity they could to tease the pair, the two of them laughing it off as lottie threw her legs over his, perched on the couch as sammy mixed up drinks for the group.

NOTES! hi guys <33 after the longest time cooking her up, im so excited to be bringing u all my abigail oc!! shoutout to @endofradio for the inspo & getting me to rewatch abigail (again) !! there will definitely be more of lottie coming very soon & im currently working on a one shot ft her and peter <3 might explore a lottie x frank OR lottie x joey relationship at some point too so thank u so so much for all the love !!

#abigail #abigail blyg #joey abigail #ana lucia cruz #terrence lacroix #jessica hurney #sammy abigail #peter abigail #frank abigail #horror #lily sullivan #evil dead rise #beth bixler #original character

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tyrantisterror · 1 year

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what do you like about vampires that appeals to you?

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Man, it's hard to articulate my answer to this. There's just so much to like!

Vampires have this quintessential Gothic Horror spookiness to them - all those motifs of decay and things that were lost or forgotten rising from the grave to remind us of their terrible presence, lingering well past the point where they should have left. Their almost the personification of that genre in my mind, really - sentimental and melodramatic, tragic and camp and terrifying and alluring.

They're creatures who straddle two different worlds and belong to neither - between life and death, human and maneater, person and monster. They have to pretend to be what they once were to continue their current and often miserable existence as something quite different.

I like them best when their nature as shapeshifters is highlighted - Stoker went off when he gave them, like, fifty fucking different forms. Particles dancing in moonlight, creeping green fog, bats, wolves, swarms of rats, all excellent, allowing vampires to be truly versatile threats despite their many weaknesses, and playing with the idea of them as ambush predators. Always hiding behind a new mask, waiting for you to get close so they can strike.

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They have the guile to look human until they're ready to sink their teeth into you, and that's terrifying.

But there's also a pathos inherent to them, a tragedy. Whether they know it or not, vampires are, for all their power, pathetic. They can never be what they once were, their humanity stolen from them. Many of them are reduced to acting as parasites, hiding on the fringes as they struggle to maintain their existence in a world that (often rightly) hates them for it. Many are cursed with the memory of what it was to be human, which makes the inescapable nature of their current cursed half-life all the more tragic.

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And all of that is really juicy from a writing/drawing perspective... but, more importantly given the discussion that prompted this ask, it's really fucking hot.

They're basically orchid mantises, after all - predators in an alluring shape by design, meant to lure you close so they can fucking get you. Vampires have been sexualized so heavily in fiction in part because that works with their monster concept - they are predators who wear human faces to catch their prey (which is probably why they're so often put up against their sibling monster archetype, werewolves, who are their opposite - predators that strip themselves of human skin to hunt), so it only makes sense for that face to be hot. And there's something enticing about being lured into something pleasingly dangerous - erotically life-threatening.

I mean, so long as it stays strictly fantasy, of course. Which, vampires being not real, it kind of has to.

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It also helps that a lot of vampires - not all or even most, but a lot - seem to have so much fucking fun being vampires. I think the appeal of rooting for monster characters lies in feeling monstrous yourself, and in that case there is something so appealing about the vampire's transgressive existence - that yes, they are predators of humans and enemies of the species they once belonged to, but that's a problem for the normies, not the vampire.

They're lonely and wicked and tragic and maniacal, and they want to hold you down firmly but perhaps a bit gently as they tenderly move your head to one side and lean in for a deadly kiss that is almost always portrayed as more sexual than painful despite its lethal consequences... like, it's perilous, yes, but it's romantically perilous, right? Especially since they often seem very keen to let you join them, to share eternal cursed life as part of their deadly embrace... it's a dark, fucked up sort of fantasy, but it's one that can seem really appealing if you have the right things wrong with you.

Also, fangs, goth wardrobe, red or yellow eyes with slit nocturnal pupils, nosferatu claws... like I'm not going to justify it those things are just hot to me.

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strawberryasteroid · 2 years

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Love At First Bite

Vampire! Mick X Fem! Reader

Summary: On Halloween night you get an unexpected visitor at your home, who’s been watching you for some time.

18+ only

CW: (Smut! Smut! Smut!) (Blood) (Blood play) (No use of y/n)

Word count: 1.6K

Ah, October 31st, The best day of the year. Horror movies on tv, candy eating, and best of all spooky decorations scattered around town. At least you didn’t have any work tomorrow so you could buy a bunch of candy on sale at the grocery store. It was getting late and trick-or -treaters stopped nearly two hours ago. So you locked up your door and closed the curtains and decided on putting on an old horror flick. Nosferatu, being the obvious choice. In the middle of a suspenseful part of the movie, you heard an ominous knock on your door. Which was quite weird since you haven’t had any knocks or rings at your door in hours! You decided to pause the movie and get up slowly to peek through the window to see if you could see anyone at the door. Hoping it wasn’t any Halloween pranksters. But nope what you saw scared you more then you thought. Nothing, nothing at all. Goosebumps formed on your skin. Was it in your head? How weird, you still decided to open your door, curiosity getting the better of you. You open your front door.

You see a man dressed in all black, pale white skin the glowed in the moonlight. His dark makeup around his eyes made his baby blues stand out. He was very handsome, too handsome. You stood there in shock of this man, clearly not a trick-or-treater. You looked deep in his eyes and felt hypnotized to let him in. You stood out of the way to let him inside your home. The door closing by itself when he walked in. Was he magic? For some reason you weren’t even concerned a stranger had entered your home. You were just hypnotized by his devilish looks. How his long black hair fit his outfit perfectly, it looked so soft. He stared at you intently, as he spoke.

“I’ve been watching you for some time now, dear.” His voice soft, but growley at the same time.

“Oh?” You looked at him with fear in your eyes.

“I’ve decided to make you mine. Your my perfect fit for me, my love.”

This was the strangest feeling you’ve ever had, you’ve never met this handsome vampire like figure before, yet you feel like you’ve known him for your whole life. Like an instant click between you and him, you felt you belonged with him and he belonged to you. Without realizing you stepped closer to him. You looked at his neck, and realized the collar he had on, just below his collar you noticed two deep holes in his neck, no blood on them. You reached out to touch said holes on his neck to see if they were real, or just Halloween makeup. He grabbed your arm before you touched his neck. He looked at you with soft eyes, amused with your curiosity. He pulled you into his arms and snapped his fingers. In just a second you were not in your home anymore. You looked at your surroundings, gothic Victorian furniture, you looked to your left seeing a giant stain glass window, it looked beautiful. Only a few red candles to light the room up, it looked very romantic. You looked over and saw a giant bed, the frame made of wood with pillars on it. A nice red duvet to cover it. You looked back at the man who was still holding you.

“Who are you?” You spoke not feeling afraid of him.

“Mick” he said simply, like you should have known his name.

He leant into you moving his face closer to yours, you couldn’t help but lean in as well. Finally meeting him in a tender kiss, your arms wrapping around his shoulders to bring him closer to you. As you kissed him, you couldn’t help but feel as though you have kissed this man before. You broke the kiss and looked deep into his blue eyes now darker.

“I feel like I know you, have we met?” You questioned him cupping his face.

“Indeed we have, in another life.” He replied simply.

“Shall we carry on now, my dear?” he nodded to his giant bed,

“Please, Mick.” You say with need in your voice. How do you know this man from another life?

He scoops you up in his arms laying you gently on his bed. He gets on top and kisses you further, his fangs nipping at your lips. You look at him in awe of his fangs. He chuckled at your reaction to them. He rid you of your clothes with a snap of his finger, his eyes looking at your body with desire.

He got off the bed and slid you to the end of the it, still laying down your legs dangling on the edge. He puts your calves on his shoulders, the leather jacket he’s wearing warms your legs. He looks at you again as if asking for concent again, and you nod your head. He licks a broad stripe of your bare pussy, moaning at the blissful feeling. He grabs your hips so he can get in further, lapping at you. You grab onto his hair loving every second of it. He lets out a groan and and backs away from you momentarily, grabbing your wrists and putting them above your head. Going back down on you, you grip the sheets trying hard not to grab onto him in anyway. You didn’t want to make this vampire angry. He sucked on your clit harshly. making your orgasm approach you quickly. You sighed his name over and over again. He knew you were close so he sucked harder on you, making you come all over his face. He let out a dark chuckle, impressed with himself. He moved himself so he was hovering over you now. He leaned into your neck, using the flat of his tongue to lick a stripe on your neck.

“You’re gonna be mine forever now,” he said softly, you were a bit confused on what he was talking about but soon got the memo. Seeing his sharp fangs glisten in the low light of the room, preparing yourself you held onto him tightly. He gave your neck a tender kiss before biting down into it. You groaned in pain, as he lapped at the blood spilling out of it. As he carried on slurping your blood it started to feel good, like really good. You let out a moan, very turned on by him sucking you nearly dry. He finished sinking his teeth into you and and looked you over, satisfied. You turned him over quickly surprisingly feeling stronger than usual. He looked at up at you surprised. “Mick baby, can I ride you?” His eyes bugged out of his head in shock, he gave you a quick nod. You pulled him up by his collar

“I asked if you wanted me to ride you, use your words.” “Yes, fuck, please.” You laughed and pushed him back down onto the soft mattress. Pulling off his jeans and boxers, you stroked his dick a few times. Finally lining yourself up on his dick, you slammed yourself down on him he let out a drawn out moan as you fucked the vampire life out of him. He grabbed your hips to steady you. Blood still dripping down your neck, he put his hand on your neck to scoop some of the blood up and started rubbing your tits. You leaned forwards so your boobs were closer to his face and he started licking off all the blood he smeared on them, you groaned at the feeling loving how he was treating you.

Your bouncing started to slow and you felt the knot in your guts tighten for the second time tonight, he could tell you were near your finish so he manoeuvred his way on top of you. His hips thrusting fast into you, he pulled you in for a teeth clashing, hungry kiss. You could taste your own blood as he kissed you, blood smeared all over both your faces. His dick felt so good, he had you coming to your end quickly as you gripped around him he released inside you. You both sighed as he pulled out. You laid your head on his chest you out your arm around him. He hummed at your gesture. “So how did we know each other in another life, Mick?”

“A long time ago we were married,” yet let out a shocked breath

“Really?”

“Yes”

“You were taken from me. Our castle had become set aflame by the villagers, who had found out about us being Vampires. I believe someone I had known and trusted told the town about us. I tried looking for you in our home but it was too late, and I had to escape. Now that I found you again, I am not leaving your side. I will be here for you. Now back in 1978 I thought that I had found your soul and I kept a lookout on you since then. Now currently in 1982 I had concluded that it was indeed your soul inside this bod-“ you cut him off

“You were stalking me for FOUR years!?”

He let out a light chuckle, “I wanted to make sure it was you, dear and make sure you were safe. I am 100% sure it is you. That’s why you felt as though we have met before.” It all came together now, you two really have met before. You laid your head back on his chest and went to sleep, that was a lot of information to take in.

#mick mars #mick mars x reader #mick mars smut #mick mars x reader smut #tommy lee x reader #nikki sixx x reader #vince neil x reader #motley crue #nikki sixx #vince neil #tommy lee

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bigbigtruck · 2 years

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My two fav new songs from this year were workout jams about defiance

Most of my new listening in 2022 was actually releases from previous years that I just now checked out, but two tracks that actually CAME OUT IN 2022 that were in heavy rotation were:

Clutch, "Nosferatu Madre" (from Sunrise On Slaughter Beach, September 2022) Frankly this one's just plain a fuckin banger. I've liked Clutch since my roommate introduced me during our sophomore year of college, and I'm glad they're still going strong. The instrumentation (esp the drums) is great --not to mention I've done approximately ten zillion reps to this one-- plus it's about being a badass witch and exacting revenge on Puritans from beyond the grave. Classic Clutch shit.

Shadow Academy, "Invisible" (from self-titled debut album, February 2022) Serious mid-80s Journey vibes. I'm usually not this keen on clean, slick production (I need music to be at least a little fucked up to really connect with it), buuut hearing this through the filter of the past few years gave it a personal meaning that the lyricist probably didn't intend. This song makes me feel motivated, in an almost vengeful way. It encourages me to regard the things that make me feel "invisible" as sources of strength and stealth rather than as faults, and gives me a little more courage to make the art I want without hedging against bad faith interpretation. Save your vacant threats, I'll dance around your wasted breath. That, and frankly it's a fuckin turbo boost when out jogging. Beat my best time when I had this on repeat.

#music #metal #rock #pop #clutch #shadow academy #year in review

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Papas - A sibling joins and is the reserved, silent type

Papas with a quiet and reserved s/o

Primo

He understands. Since retiring from Papa, he doesn't talk much either anymore. He mostly stays in the garden and the hatchery.

Is happy to just exist with you in silence.

Does like your voice, and will speak gently to you when he has too.

Makes sure that you don't have to extensively be around people.

Communicates with soft touches and notes.

Secondo

This man does not know what the word silence means.

He doesn't why you're quiet, he's never been a silent man himself. He's always been loud and quite likes being around people.

He will try to not be as loud around you, to the best of his ability. He can only be so quiet and still before needing to do something.

Tries his best.

Terzo

He also is not a quiet man.

He is constantly aching for attention and the company of other people.

But in the rare moments he is completely calm, he is actually pretty damn quiet.

He is happy to exist with you. Read a book or silently finish his paint, or maybe do some paperwork.

For once.

Copia

You wouldn't think it with how he acts on stage, but he is actually a very quiet man off stage.

He is happy to just be silent with you and work on his paperwork, or even his video games and paperwork. Only speaking up when he has too.

He would offer you foods and drinks when he has them, just to make sure that you have something in your system.

Is also quiet.

Old Nihil

Honestly he's kinda lucky when it comes to that...

Nihil is a fucking simp. He loves staring at you.

Even if you talked a lot, he'd still mostly stare... and then use his age as an excuse for having no idea what you said to him.

But if you're not very talkative and just do your own thing?

Yeah, he loves it, because he just gets to keep watching you adoringly and not get scolded for not listening.

So you two just exist in silence. You doing your thing and him just... watching you.

Young Nihil

He likes you, but wishes you were a bit more outgoing.

Tries taking you out, thinking you just need a different setting to get more rowdy.

You don't. And while he's oblivious and insistent for a while at first, he does eventually give up and tries to figure out a better, more private date ideas.

Movie nights are his automatic go-to. A nice, safe option.

Maybe a small coffee date with his paints off, not as Papa Emeritus Zero, but as just Nihil.

He comes to realize he actually does like quiet dates and while he still offers to take you to a party every once in a while, he doesn't insist on going if you say no.

Papas I-IV written by Zenith/Japser.

Papa Nihil written by Nosferatu.

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