heyy I saw your mk requests open! must say I have been enjoying your blog recently! could I please request some headcannons on Kitana and mileena (separate) with a fem vampire reader? think like vampires from twilight. thanks so much in advance! <3
mileena and kitana with a fem!vampire girlfriend
warnings, none !!
note, i haven't seen twilight in years so i have no idea if this was accurate enough or at all 😭
Mileena
જ⁀➴ Okay so !! I could totally see Mileena with a vampire girlfriend !
જ⁀➴ You and her definitely sneak around a lot having to do with her status as the empress and you as a vampire.
જ⁀➴ Mileena 100% supplies you with blood bags whenever she doesn't want you to go hunting. Mileena would totally give you some of her blood, however being infected with Tarkat made her sway away from that idea.
"You could be wounded my love, I'll see that an arrangement is made to get you blood." She would say, caressing your face.
જ⁀➴ Speaking of her Tarkat, she was extremely stuck on you not being around her for long periods of time. However, you showed her that her Tarkat meant nothing to you. If you got infected it would mean nothing to you as long as it meant you two could still be together.
જ⁀➴ Mileena's touch is surprisingly gentle. In the quiet moments, she traces the veins on your arm, a silent acknowledgment of the differences that bind you.
જ⁀➴ Mileena can't even begin to express how much love she has for you. You've stayed with her through thick and thin and she'd give anything for you. You were there to comfort her when her father died, and now your here to help her through her journey as empress and she couldn't be more grateful.
જ⁀➴ Mileena's eyes, sharp yet filled with a peculiar warmth, meet yours in stolen glances across the throne room. In those moments, you sense a vulnerability beneath her ferocious exterior, a vulnerability reserved only for you.
જ⁀➴ Although you two aren't public yet, she always wants you to know her heart belongs to you and you alone.
Kitana
જ⁀➴ Since Kitana is a princess, I feel like your relationship with her could be a bit more public.
જ⁀➴ Shared childhood memories weave into your present, creating a tapestry of love. Picnics beneath the palace trees, training, and stolen glances during formal events mark the chapters of your relationship.
જ⁀➴ As you walk hand in hand through palace gardens, the flowers seem to bloom brighter, mirroring the vibrant colors of your intertwined destinies. The court may gossip, but Kitana's love is a shield, protecting you from the judgmental whispers that linger.
જ⁀➴ Since Kitana isn't infected with anything, she would totally let you feed on her. It may sound weird, but Kitana finds the moments you feed on her as very intimate. As your fangs sink into her neck, there's a profound connection — a mingling of life forces that transcends the physical. Kitana cherishes these moments as the epitome of vulnerability and trust between you two.
જ⁀➴ Kitana will waste no time to defend you when someone talks down on your name, practically tarnishing your reputation.
જ⁀➴ Your relationship with Kitana is a defiance of tradition, a rebellion against the constraints of societal expectations. In the face of adversity, your love stands unyielding, a beacon that challenges the norms of the realm.
𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞; 𝐑𝐀𝐀𝐀𝐇 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐄, 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐞𝐰 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 !! 𝐢 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝 🫶🏾 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬, 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐦 (𝐢𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐟𝐮𝐥) 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 !!
𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧
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Ya see, Mac Coyle was supposed to die at 16.
The cancer had rendered her nearly immobile, done such a massive fucking number on her brain that she could hardly count to ten anymore. Half the time, her veins were pumping painkillers instead of blood through her body. She’d been made a husk of the fiery, fierce girl she’d so bravely decided to be for the past five years.
A week later, when KJ went in to check up on her, she was gone. Her heart had plummeted in that instant, any semblance of warmth in her body disintegrated by the painfully unsudden shock of Max finally being gone — and it had all been undone, replaced, moments later when the nurse told her she’d been sent him after a literally miraculous recovery.
Mac had kept quiet about the whole affair when she met her for milkshakes the next afternoon. Completely barring KJ’s hurt that her supposed best friend — the girl she’d spent the last three years pining after all while knowing more and more that she could never have — couldn’t even phone her up to tell her she’d been released, Mac seemed distracted. Distant. Unfocused. KJ had to remind her to even drink her shake every now and then, as opposed to every other time when she’d have to playfully reprimand her for stealing sips when she’d though KJ wasn’t looking.
“I wish I could tell you,” Mac had said as if her seemingly magical recovery wasn’t beyond all reason, “but I’m back now. I’m better. Cancer’s gone.”
“And you never said anything because…?”
KJ’s question had gone unanswered all night. Mac deflected her inquiries, or got notably short with the prodding, and managed to entirely silence KJ into confused and bitter acceptance that her best friend was alive, and she was never going to know why.
The silent they’d stewed in lasted until sundown, and it had done its work grinding KJ’s patience down to dust. Mac hadn’t even half finished her shake by the time KJ stood up and, with a betrayed scowl damming any scathing, choice words, strode back to her car—
And that was when it attacked.
It, because KJ had absolutely no clue what to call that thing, other than definitively not human. Some part of her mind, quiet and distant, seemed to want to ping in recognition of it, but a second glance at the twisted mockery of a young woman with burning yellow eyes tamped down on that thought in an instant. Whatever she was facing, she’d never seen anything like it, and as it approached with bared fangs and a bestial snarl, she feared it might actually be the last thing she saw.
Instead, what she saw was the woman go stiff, accompanied by the sound of flesh being pierced and bone being split; a second later, and she was gone, blown into the evening wind as dust, revealing in her place Mac.
KJ panted in panic, in shock, in disbelief, as Mac flipped a pointed wooden stick in her palm before hastily shoving it into her jacket pocket. “You alright, Kaje?”
“What was that?” KJ asked, her voice wobbling, before her wide stare trained back to Mac. “What are you?”
Mac shrugged. “Cats out of the bag, I guess. I’m the fucking Slayer.”
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"Vampire" Interpretation
Or Blood Blobs as these creatures were the ones that started the legend in the first place. They are blood spirits that pop up every thousands of years.
Considering their size, they are quite small for something that drinks lots of blood. They do grow in size, but as they leave trails of blood, their shrunk back to a small size until they find their next catch-able victim.
They may look harmless, but they are quite hostile and will attack provoked or not. It's all to fill their one desire: to feed.
They can extend "arms" to create "hands," which are magically hardened into pitchfork-shaped fingers on each side. These fingers pierce holes into unsuspecting victim's necks, and the victim's blood is pumped into the blob. Once finished, the legend of vampires begins.
Since they are spirits, they look like sheet ghosts, which sometimes have eyes and mouths. They can see and make strange gurgling noises. They can also hear and feel some sort of pain if harmed a specific way. Water and sunlight are their greatest enemies. They also have a strange glow to them that indicates that there is something possessing the blobs themselves, and that's why they seem alive.
As for the blood itself, there are all sorts of DNA, including unknown ones. They range from humans to animals to ones unrecognizable. All of this DNA is why these things are also considered as aliens.
Nobody knows where they come from. All they know is that they just randomly materialize, and they hunt those who are unlucky enough to get caught by one and become vampires.
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Bloodstone Feeder
For those spirits which feed on sanguine energies this is a relatively simple device for keeping them satiated. It consists of just two pieces, a bloodstone orb and a shaped copper holder. In Hermetic magic copper is connected to bloodshed which allows it when enchanted to gather the energy from blood spilled in accidents. I made my personal copper holder by pouring smelted copper over a walnut shell and allowing it to harden.
Since I am particularly prone to cutting myself with knives when carving various substances (including bones) I came up with the idea for this device to make sure the energy from my blood was not wasted. However by adding the device to a wooden board along with soil samples in small jars you can make this device harvest sanguine energy from more distant places.
The Bloodstone Feeder will utilize the sanguine energies of not only humans but animals as well which makes it function exceptionally well when a butcher shop is in close proximity. The Feeder when not in use will store the sanguine energies permanently until used up.
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