#vampire transformation tw

[a-reader-and-a-writer]

Drink With Me Masterlist

Summary: In the middle of a vampire apocalypse, no one is safe. And yet, nothing could have prepared Jake for watching the love of his life torn apart by a swarm right before his eyes. So he is in for the shock of his life when you turn up two years later, standing before him as one of the creatures he's sworn to destroy. And though you still seem like the old you, you both know this can only end one way….

Status: Completed

Part 1

Part 2

[traumawhomst]

Don’t mind me I just can’t stop thinking about forced transformation (mostly magic transformations) with yanderes

I love it all honestly, I love more instant transformations, done so quickly you can’t even fully grasp what’s going on much less fight back or argue. Waking up in a body you don’t recognize much less understand.

Or even long term transformations weeks months maybe years, slowly watching who you thought you were shift and change with no way to stop it. Forced to try and escape only to watch it all happen.

Which is less traumatizing is debatable as well, would you rather loose yourself over time watching the inevitable creep closer, but have time to at least grieve and come to terms with it. Or loose everything in a blink of an eye but spared the agony of watching yourself disappear with no way out.

Then you have, of course, the yandere who did this to you in the first place (not always though) who’s more happy than empathic while it happens and after. Excited to teach and watch you grow and change. You’ll understand why they did this, they promise, in time.

I do love when the Yandere is the only you can turn for comfort during this time. They’ll happily let you cry on their lap, soothing you as best they can while your body is wracked with pain. You hate them but at this point you hate being alone more. Not to mention the fact that if you want to understand or know your new self they are the only ones who can teach you.

Not to mention when it’s finally done and over with they don’t even really have to keep you locked up. People from your old life won’t recognize you, won’t believe that you didn’t chose this, and even if they did you still can never be the person you were before. They’d even be sympathetic when you come back, defeated and broken, explaining that it was a necessary lesson. You can only trust your own kind now, but thankfully they’re here ready to teach and understand.

[keicordelle]

[thebramblewood]

When you're too headstrong to accept help even when you know you need it (aka I'm in this scene and I don't like it).

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Caleb: That was very reckless of you, Helena.

Helena: You fucking creep! Have you been watching me? You could have intervened at any point and spared me the disappointed dad routine.

Caleb: I don’t make it a point to stick my nose into other people’s business.

Helena: Except when you’re at your fucking sister’s beck and call.

Caleb: [barely perceptible eye twitch] Think about it. A few more minutes and you could have done to that girl what she did to you. I only got involved for your sake.

Helena: You really believe you’re my knight in shining armor, don’t you? Took you long enough to show up.

Caleb: I’m sorry about that. I didn’t want you to put you in harm’s way.

Helena: [laughs in disbelief] I’m not scared of her. Look at me! My life as I knew it is already over! What damage is left for her to do?

Caleb: You don’t know her like I do. There are ways for vampires to die, and they aren’t all literal. She’ll wear you down into dust. She’s like a child with a shiny new toy. At first, she’ll smother you with affection. But then, once she’s squeezed all the fun that’s to be had from you, she’ll grind you beneath her heel without a thought.

Helena: How evocative! Though it does leave one wondering why the fuck you’re still hanging around.

Caleb: She’s not just my sister, Helena. She’s my maker. We’re doubly tied by blood.

Helena: [scoffs incredulously] God, but she’s got you whipped! I wish I’d never met either of you. You’re the dictionary definition of toxic codependency!

Caleb: I’m taking a risk by being here. But I want to help you.

Helena: Well, I never asked you to. I’ve learned a thing or two about fending for myself from that dusty old book, and those disgusting little juice bags you sent me are worthless. So thanks but no thanks. [voice wavering slightly] I’m good on my own.

Caleb: Helena, I can show you better-

Helena: I mean it. Leave me the hell alone!

[longtallglasses]

If it takes all night... (vampire!mike au)

Mike needs to get over his feelings for Will before it kills him. Literally. After a night out with a mysterious stranger turns into a surprise vampire attack that he should've seen coming, Will comes in to save his skin with a makeshift stake to the heart. However, the real nightmare begins when Mike starts showing signs of turning into a vampire himself. But Will is willing to do anything to help him survive... anything.

fresh vampire mike and human will are fighting feelings for each other and somehow that's worse than a vampire coven stalking their every move...

for @bylerween day 4! transform!

[a-reader-and-a-writer-for-all]

Drink With Me Masterlist

Summary: In the middle of a vampire apocalypse, no one is safe. And yet, nothing could have prepared Jake for watching the love of his life torn apart by a swarm right before his eyes. So he is in for the shock of his life when you turn up two years later, standing before him as one of the creatures he's sworn to destroy. And though you still seem like the old you, you both know this can only end one way….

Status: Upcoming

Part 1

Part 2 (coming this month)

[justletmereadmycomics]

CW for descriptive speaking about body horror, blood, and overall lack of grammar tl;dr the average painful-turning-into-a-monster-transformation-sequence media isn't whumpy enough and people need to dive more into shit like turning into merfolk and mutating into weird hybrids that are in the uncanny valley of "feels like my body but not" also please note that this is all just my opinion and experience in media consumption and you are free enjoy what you like; im just bored and felt like rambling with 0 grammar or punctuation today.

hey guys I like seeing people go through intense painful physical transformations with an affect on their mental state that either makes them scared of them selves or forces them to do horrible things that also scare them and can I just say that werewolves are so underwhelming like yeah sure you get taller and turn into a buff ass furry boo hoo go cry about it like most of the time you're not even aware and it only lasts for a fucking night

give me shit like turning into a siren/merperson where they have to feel themself molting and their skin squeezing on their body as scales start to grow and they start mindlessly scratching every where from the pain when uh oh your legs are failing but you can't think about that now until whoopsie daisy your lower limbs are melting together and your pants are magically whooshed away once you're past the nakey parts also did I mention the wonderful possibility of growing fins everywhere and experiencing those tear through your muscles and skin whilst they grow on your back and arms and already painful and foreign feeling tail and also your vocal cords changing to be able to produce siren song shit in a way that makes your throat feel like its being mauled from the inside out oh yeah and also having your eyes fall out and regrown wouldn't that be a fun idea anyways vampires are about the same except a little better than werewolves bc they at least have the possibility of dealing with "the hunger" tm and way more weaknesses that can make them miserable like not being able to be in the sun or eat food anymore bc your body can't handle it one of the better examples ive seen is the one in ROTTMNT: The Movie, where (be warned of spoilers) characters are "possessed", so to speak, and this shit goes on

its a very good movie, highly recommend it (the sereis has two seasons, and I haven't found the movie off of Netflix) also blood and struggling to adjust to a now permanent mental impairment/disadvantage/damage in a sense of "you're not human anymore and so you now have to deal with [blank] thought processes" (eg. someone gaining dragon shit would grow an affinity to hoarding things, not noticing such until their home is incredibly cluttered with piles of shiny items and hating themself for doing something so "inhuman")

things that ive seen that fall in the good transformation category are: demons* birds work most of the time, but you have to give them a beak and shit. also the wings can't just grow out of them painlessly.** most fantasy based anthros, really.*** most mutations seen in TMNT shows (that shits known to be painful bc it alters your DNA mostly through science rather than the normal mystics) bugs *only horns and a tail? weak. give 'em goofy legs and a snout or some shit, spin in a few animal traits just for fun. mental side effects that are nice for these guys tend to be a sudden lust for darkness (or just a sudden intense lust) **I recommend something like their arms falling off, OR something similar to the process in Haibane Renmei (tw for blood and minor body horror). An alternate option that I haven't seen would be to have the arms morph into wings themselves, but none of that grow feathers and get little longer bullshit. Character should feel their bones changing, the flesh forming to create a new limb and feathers piercing their skin like needles. Yes feathers are regularly soft, but imagine having a hundreds of tiny pinprick like things poking out of you and getting longer.

***this does not include fairies and unicorns. The only acceptation for these is character having weird magic fluxes and this becoming an effect of such. for example, if character is becoming a fairy, they will feel themself being compressed as wings either grow from their back or are summoned in a blast of magic that basically cuts them open where the wings "attach" so to speak.

[just-a-whumping-birb]

First Bitten Masterpost

Turned

Tristan’s life as he knows it is about to change forever. Grayson makes sure he knows it.

TWs: vampire whumper, human whumpee, body control, blood, blood drinking, kidnapping, vampiric transformation

Soft. Warm. Those were the first things Tristan felt upon waking, a groan leaving him as he groggily opened stormy grey eyes. The room was mercifully dark; he could feel the pounding headache of a hangover already starting up. He took stock of his thoughts, trying to piece together the last things he could remember.

He and Oliver had gone out to a party at one of those crowded local bars. Not their usual haunt, but both knew that they needed to socialize more, and what better place to do it than at a crowded, sweaty rave? He had been such an idiot for suggesting it…

Several drinks later, and Tristan had been pulling at Oliver’s sleeve, mumbling about wanting to leave. His good friend, never one to leave Tristan hanging, agreed and the two had begun the trek home. Tristan could remember a brief period of walking, but that’s when it all went black. Had Oliver carried him the rest of the way? No… he wasn’t strong enough for that. Maybe he had called them a cab…

Suddenly, the doorknob to his room turned, revealing a very unfamiliar hallway and an equally unfamiliar silhouette. He… wasn’t at their apartment. So where the hell was he?! Before Tristan could even ask that question, the lights in his room were flicked on, his headache flaring up and eliciting a wince from the young man. Standing across the room was a stranger, one with bleach-white hair, a pair of rounded glasses, and a very cocky smile. Alarm bells rang in Tristan’s head, his eyes darting around to look for any kind of escape. Unfortunately, the newcomer clocked his frantic looks, crossing the room far too quickly for his liking.

“Well, now,” the stranger began, his voice smug, “you’re a jumpy one, aren’t you?”

Tristan bristles.

“Wh-who are you?! And where the hell am I?!”

The other man chuckles, clearly enjoying his panicking.

“You can call me Grayson, at least for now. That will change soon~ As for where you are, this is my home.”

What did he mean by “that will change soon”? Tristan thought. He quickly shook his head, another notion overtaking all others as his eyes went hard and stormy.

“Where’s my friend? What did you do with him?”

Grayson hummed, unbothered.

“Oh, he’s in another of my guest rooms. They’re all quite comfortable~”

“Somehow I don’t believe you,” Tristan muttered under his breath.

The other man raised an eyebrow.

How the hell could he have heard that?!

Grayson positioned himself so he hovered just above Tristan, looking down at him as if he were an insect. His voice had dropped to a low, menacing hiss when he spoke.

“You’d best worry more about yourself, boy. After all, your… living situation is about to change.”

Tristan bristled, trying to lean away… only to realize that he could no longer move. Not even an inch. It was as if invisible bonds were holding him fast, keeping him in place. Another wave of panic washes over him, the young man’s eyes widening in fear.

“I-I can’t move? Why can’t I move?!”

Grayson just chuckles, the fingers on hus right hand- which Tristan now saw sported black, clawed nails- giving a quick snap.

A moment of panic follows an oddly tingly sensation as, against his will, Tristan leans his head to the side, exposing his neck.

“Your body isn’t your own anymore, Tristan. Better get used to it~”

A ten ton weight sank into his stomach at those words.

“What… what are you…?”

Grayson’s mouth broke into a wicked grin, fangs glinting in the light as he did so.

“A being far more powerful than your mortal mind could ever comprehend.”

Before he could make a retort, Grayson lunged for the young man’s neck, fangs sinking in like sharpened knives.

Tristan shrieked, the sound almost catching in his throat as the vampire began to drink. All he could make were pitiful, choked sounds as the monster drained him rapidly of his lifeblood, the flow never seeming to stop.

This is it, Tristan blearily thought as his vision started to darken around the edges, I’m about to be killed by a vampire. My life is over… Oliver’s life, too… I…

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Darkness.

Cold hands pulling away, sticky.

Another hand opening his stiff, dead jaw.

Warmth.

Warmth.

Life.

Life…?

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“Wake up.”

That voice…

“Wake. Up.”

Tristan’s eyes snapped open.

He was still lying in that same bed, though the sheets had obviously been changed. Grayson stood above him, looking up and down his body.

“What are you…?” Tristan croaked, his voice clearly disused. How long had he been unconscious?

“Just making sure you took to things properly. It looks like you have~”

“Took to… what?”

He didn’t like the sound of that. What had Grayson done to him? Why couldn’t he remember…?

Suddenly, there was a flash of fangs in his mind’s eye. Pain. His life ebbing away until there was darkness, all of that before an oddly invasive warmth.

Grayson smiled.

“Welcome home, Tristan~”

Eyes going wide with horror, Tristan attempts to move again, finding that he can. He looks at his hands, finding nails replaced by claws. This alone had him panicking, rushing to stand and find a mirror, something to look at himself with…! Grayson doesn’t stop him as he struggles over to the bathroom on shaking legs, finding… that he had lost his reflection. The mirror shows a disturbingly empty room.

Tristan stumbles back out of the bathroom, not managing to make it to the bed before hitting the floor on his knees, head bowed. It felt as if his body wanted to shut down in panic, but it was unable to. After all, it was no longer alive.

Steps sound across the floor as Grayson makes his way to stand over the newly turned vampire. Tristan couldn’t see it, but his face held a truly terrifying smile.

“You must be hungry,” said the elder vampire, knowing Tristan would probably feel the hunger any moment now.

To his credit, Tristan growled under his breath, not giving Grayson the satisfaction of knowing that the growing pangs had begun. It was instinct, of course; a newly turned vampire was weak and starving from the ordeal of being brought back from death. It took all of his weakening resolve not to lunge at his sire, Tristan’s sharpened nails digging into his palms.

“Oh, my dear little spawn,” Grayson cooed, “your holding back will do you no good; after all, I can always force you to drink.”

Using one of his claws, he cut a line into the inner part of his wrist, fresh blood already weeping from the wound.

The young vampire tsk-ed, knowing he other was right.

“F-fine,” Tristan replied through clenched teeth, fangs already unsheathed. Was that drool he felt welling up in his mouth? He didn’t wait to find out, as the scent of blood hit his newly enhanced senses. It took less than a second for him to leap for his sire, knocking him to the ground, fangs quickly burying themselves in his wrist. Grayson didn’t fight, instead adjusting his body slightly and smiling almost gently as his new spawn fed. And although Tristan couldn’t stop himself from taking long pulls of the now delectable liquid, a part of him felt disgusted at what he had become. Tears began to mingle with blood as he sobbed between gulps, Grayson gently petting his head like a pitiful puppy. It was only a few minutes later that he was forced off, not bothering to fight despite his hunger not being fully satiated.

“Rest,” his sire simply said, “you’ll need it for what comes next~”

Tristan didn’t reply, instead opting to remain where he was on the floor, curling up in fetal position. Apparently satisfied, Grayson left the room, closing the door and leaving the fledgling vampire to his tortured thoughts.

[thecelestiallegacies]

Strangely Hungry: Appetite increasing but... not for food. Mabel felt a sense of emptiness that nothing seemed to be able to fill. She tried eating some leftover birthday cake and watching a movie to pass the time, but the sensation was coming in waves.

[bgsartcavern]

Wow I've been falling behind on posting here. Here's an Art Fight friendly fire I did on @mechanomorphic of their character Mantis! She can have little a malpractice as a treat. :)

(Reblog don't repost!)

[zay-does-things]

*casually morbs into a stingray*

A school of stingrays riding a wave

[riahlynn101]

Ai-less Whumptober 2024: Day Four - "Painful Transformation."

Word count: 1,049

Trigger warnings: a child in distress, implied/referenced neglect, All for One being himself, blood, and kidnapping. 

Story notes: All for One has both the ‘All for One’ quirk AND is a vampire. Fortunately, or unfortunately for Yoichi (not present in the story but he’s still alive), Tenko, and Izuku, his vampiric urges are stronger than his quirk ones. So, instead of playing villain, he wanted to make a family coven. He’s still a menace, though.

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Izuku giggles, hiding behind the tree. He peeks out from behind the stump. When he sees a flash of black hair, he pops back into hiding. He covers his mouth with his hands, trying and failing to muffle the sounds of his laughter. 

“Izuchan,” a voice calls out. “Izuchan, come out, come out, wherever you are.”

Even as the voice comes closer no footsteps ring out, shattering the quiet of the forest. If Izuku were a little older he might have called it unnerving, but he isn’t and he doesn’t. He stays in place, waiting in anticipation for his new friend to creep closer. 

It’s been so long since he’s had anyone to play with him. Even Kacchan thinks he’s too weak and too weird to play with. Which feels unfair, especially because Izuku tries really, really hard to fit in. 

He even stopped rocking back and forth when he saw something extra cool, like All Might’s debut video. 

“Are you….” The voice sounds super close now. “Here?” Izuku manages not to squeal, excitement making it hard for him to stand still. “No….how about….” the voice fades, floating through one of Izuku’s ears to the other. 

Someone taps his shoulder. “Found you,” the voice whispers. 

Izuku jumps a little, taken back by how fast his new friend moved. He claps his hands. “That was so cool.” He whirls around to see his newest and bestest friend. The other boy is maybe a year or two older than Izuku’s four years. He has wavy black hair and piercing red eyes that seem to glow at times. “Was it a quirk?” He asks, leaning into his friend’s space. 

He met his new friend after daddy forgot to pick him up after school. Izuku didn’t want to worry his momma, so he decided to walk home like a big boy. His teachers, by that point, had either left the school or taken the other students home. So, like all too often in his short life, Izuku went unnoticed. 

His friend fell in step with him as Izuku hurried down the sidewalk. The darkness was a good motivator to keep moving. He’s always hated the dark, and the alleys between closed shops didn’t help his overactive imagination. 

His friend didn’t give his name, choosing instead to let Izuku call him “friend.”

If Izuku were older he might have asked why his friend was out so late. He might have found it weird that, unlike Izuku or the older kids rushing home after remedial courses, that his new friend didn’t have a bag. 

But he didn’t. 

And instead of rushing home in the dark, to an apartment where his mom would cry after realizing he’s not in bed and where his dad won’t apologize for leaving him in the dark, alone and afraid, Izuku gets to play one of his favorite non-hero games with a friend. 

“Something like that,” his friend murmurs. 

Izuku’s eyes go impossibly wide. He rocks back on his heels. “Tell me more,” he implores his friend. “Tell me everything.”

“I….” his friend frowns, looking at something over Izuku’s shoulder. “Can’t.” Izuku returns his frown, following his friend’s gaze. His friend stops him with a gentle hand to his cheek. “Do you feel alone, Midoriya Izuku?” 

The question takes him by surprise. 

Does he feel alone?

He wonders what it means. To be truly, actually alone. 

He thinks of walking home tonight, unnoticed and forgotten. 

He thinks of staring up at the ceiling in his room. The All Might-themed night light making shadows on the walls. The voices of his parents arguing about him - always about him. 

And he thinks of being the only one in the classroom to know what it feels like to be truly powerless, and for everyone else to not want to be his friend because of it. 

“Yeah,” he murmurs. 

A shadow passes over him, and all the hair on the back of Izuku’s neck stands up. He shivers, trying to turn around, but his friend won’t let him. His red eyes stare into Izuku’s green.

“My name is Tenko,” the boy says, voice gentle, like a lullaby. “You don’t have to feel alone anymore.”

Izuku opens his mouth to ask what he means, but the words never come out. He’s lifted a good three or four feet and held against a firm chest. There’s a pinpoint of pain digging into his neck that quickly turns into a white hot fiery feeling that travels from his neck to his veins. 

He struggles, little arms and legs kicking, flailing, and hitting. “Help!” He calls out. “It hurts! It hurts!” 

His cries for mercy land on deaf ears. Izuku searches for Tenko. He finds him.

Tenko’s eyes are softer now, almost amber in color instead of red. He mouths something that looks like “it’s okay” and “sleep.”

But Izuku has a sinking feeling that if he sleeps, he’ll never wake up. “Nuh, no,” he whines. “Don’t wanna….sleep.”

Whatever is lodged in his neck is abruptly removed. Air hits the stinging wound, and all Izuku can do is groan. It hurts. It hurts. 

He squeezes his eyes shut, changing his mind. Izuku doesn’t want to be awake anymore. He doesn’t want to see the monster. 

“It’s okay, little one,” a voice whispers. It’s deeper than Tenko’s, a lot deeper. But it calms something in Izuku. It’s soothing like his daddy’s is - back when he used to sing Izuku to sleep. “Shhh….drink now.”

Something warm is pressed to his mouth, but Izuku still refuses to open his eyes. It drips into his mouth and lands on his tongue. The first taste is terrible, like old pennies, but the more that drips into his mouth, the better it tastes. 

He opens his eyes, head woozy and thoughts fuzzy. It’s hard to think about anything beyond the sweet liquid he’s drinking. 

Too soon, the liquid is taken away from him. And Izuku, who’s tasted nothing better in his entire life, feels angry. He claws at empty air, silently begging for it to be brought back. 

“Not now,” the voice says. “Sleep.”

Izuku whimpers, unable to do anything but listen to the nice person. He falls asleep with a smile on his face, blood-soaked fingers clutching a white dress shirt. 

[thebramblewood]

It takes the patience of a saint (or a fool) to put up with a century of this.

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Just a note to say this is not a historical story and I'm not aiming for 100% period accuracy with this or any upcoming flashbacks. Please don't call me out if you notice any anachronisms!

Bartender: Sir, that’s the finest whiskey you’ll find in this city! In times like these, you shouldn’t let a single drop go to waste!

Caleb: [hisses disapprovingly] For God’s sake, Lilith! You’re barely a block away. It’s reckless of you. People could see.

Lilith: Oh, what does it matter? I was hungry, and it’s so dreadfully dull lurking in the shadows.

Caleb: You’re already blood drunk, by the looks of it.

Lilith: [grins impishly] Don’t spoil the mood, brother. Do you want in or not? He's dregs by now, but he may have enough left for a sip or two.

Lilith: Gosh, hunting for two really wipes a girl out. When will you start finding your own meals? It’s been years, and you’re no less squeamish. I never would have turned you if I knew you were going to be such a pussy about it!

Caleb: You’re growing too coarse, Lilith. It’s unbecoming of-

Lilith: Of a lady? We are vampires! How many times must I remind you of that? The rules of polite society no longer apply.

Caleb: We should have never gone to Straud. He changed you.

Lilith: He did nothing of the sort! I’m speaking only for myself when I tell you this existence is a gift. Why eternally tether yourself to petty human concerns when you can so easily choose to rise above them? Remember, I didn’t have to give this to you. But I thought you could handle it. The old man had reservations, as you very well know, but I told him you would rise to the occasion. Don’t make me eat my words. Wouldn't it be a shame to prove that dusty old windbag right?

[novy2sirius]

ACTING ASTROLOGY

— your fifth house planets

· your 5th house planets can tell about your acting talent and the type of films you’d do best in. if you want to know what type of characters you’d specifically play best and another acting astrology technique, click below

· types of characters you’d play well

· tw: porn (18+ only), trauma, cults, and gore

₊˚⊹☆┊5H SUN

one of the main themes in your life is putting forth your talent by expressing yourself. you naturally have a talent for entertaining others. you attract lots of attention and can be very famous. acting or entertaining others is likely a huge source of happiness in your life. you would do best in film genres such as drama, comedy, romance, action, and children’s films as well

₊˚⊹☆┊5H MOON

your soul has a natural desire to express itself emotionally and creatively through art. you have a face that makes others easily be able to read your emotions which can make you an amazing actor if you are able to feel all the emotions a character feels and fully immerse yourself into that characters energy and aura. this is also a popular fame placement in general. you would do best in film genres such as melodrama, romance, family, and indie as well

₊˚⊹☆┊5H MERCURY

you naturally have the right mannerisms for acting in such a way that when people watch your films it comes off very realistic as if they’re watching a normal video of someone. this placement can indicate starting out on social media or in short films before making it big in the film industry. often people with this placement always wanted to be the main character or take on as many roles as possible in their school plays. you would do best in film genres such as comedy, reality, and short films

₊˚⊹☆┊5H VENUS

you have a talent for all artistic careers, but this is an especially common placement among actors. you would do best in film genres such as romance, romantic comedy, musical, artistic, lgbtq, and dance films as well

₊˚⊹☆┊5H MARS

you have a talent for putting passion and enthusiasm into your expression when acting. you would especially play aggressive roles better. you would do best in film genres such as action, thrillers, horror, gore, slasher, war, medical, lgbtq, and superhero films

₊˚⊹☆┊5H JUPITER

you have an abundance of acting talent. this is a common placement among those who were in theater growing up. this can indicate gaining lots of popularity from acting and gaining success from it more easily than others as well. you would do best in genres such as adventure, thrillers, athletic, comedy, religion and action

₊˚⊹☆┊5H SATURN

this can indicate your job involves acting since saturn represents work. you may not become successful until later in life when acting with this placement though. sometimes it can also just indicate playing more serious characters though instead of a late start in your acting career. you would do best in genres such as history, historical fiction, biographical, documentaries, indie, and also silent films

₊˚⊹☆┊5H URANUS

this can indicate being in films/shows that are more popular on things like netflix or hulu rather than in theaters. people with this placement have the ability to play really unique roles. you would do best in genres such as sci-fi, thrillers, lgbtq, and pornographic films

₊˚⊹☆┊5H NEPTUNE

people with this placement have a natural talent for lying and deceiving others, so they can be really talented actors. you have the ability to put on a good illusion through your self expression. you would do best in genres such as fantasy, fiction, animation, mystery, spiritual, disappearance, and also musical films

₊˚⊹☆┊5H PLUTO

you have the ability to play really powerful characters. you’re good at transforming yourself into someone you’re not and putting on a good show. you would do best in genres such as crime, mystery, horror, action, superhero, vampire, cult, sexual, and thrillers as well

₊˚⊹☆┊5H NORTH NODE

your life purpose could involve acting and entertaining others. you have a natural talent for expressing yourself creatively in artistic ways and through the arts

₊˚⊹☆┊5H CHIRON

you have a talent for putting your inner wounds that have caused you emotional pain into your acting. the more trauma these people have the better the actors they are. you would do best in films that are more so on the sad side

© novy2sirius

[zay-does-things]

Honestly being a weretoon sounds pretty cool

Personal Werewolf/toon/beast headcanons

A little infodump about how werebeasts work in my head to make up for being inactive

Lycanthropy and most other forms of therianthropy are caused by a virus that shares a common genetic ancestor with rabies and vampirism, and is normally spread via contact with an infected’s bodily fluids (usually saliva from a bite wound) but can also be passed down genetically

Due to the nature of the virus that causes it, anyone already infected with a form of Therianthropy become immune to infections by other strains as well as vampirism, same goes for vampires.

If two werebeasts of different types were to have children, the child will most often inherit the therian type of its mother. Hybrid werebeast are rare, but happen more often when the parents’ beast forms are more genetically similar. (You’re more likely to find a wereliger than a werehawk/squid hybrid (squawk?))

Werewolves are the most common form of werebeasts, along with other mammalian predators (lions, hyenas, bears, etc.). Ones who take the forms of other animals are more rare. Fictothropes (aka weretoons) are the rarest ones, with very little scientific documentation being made on them.

It is unknown where weretoons originated from, but there are rumors of them being created in the late 1920’s by a certain infamous animator who dabbled in the occult.

Weretoons can take the form of any fictional character, not just limited to cartoons, though those tend to be the more common variants.

Due to the supernatural origin of Fictothropy, weretoons tend to be slightly different from other werebeasts. Along with the expected cartoon physics, they can also have different ways of “infecting” humans rather than via fluids. They also tend to stay mostly themselves mentally while transformed and are usually less dangerous because of that.

That’s all I’ve got for now, might add on more shit if I think of any lol

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Anon: May I request Platonic Mukamis with a little sister?

Tw: Yandere themes, toxic relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, overprotective behavior, clinginess, delusional mindset, isolation, manipulation, threats, self-harming tendencies

Little sister

None of the Mukami brothers are related by blood yet their bond surpasses that of even siblings who are related. They have been sticking together ever since they found each other and fought for their survival in the unforgiving world. They find you when you are but a mere baby, a few months old at best, left behind in a side street as if you are disposable trash. Whilst Yuma and Ruki show some hesitation as they don't know how capable they will be to provide for you, especially since you are so young and dependent, Kou and Azusa are immediately enraptured when you look at them with innocent doe eyes. Azusa even starts crying as he begs his older brothers to take you in and ultimately Ruki gives in to his pleas. It is always difficult but they try their best to cater to your needs as good as they can and even give you a name after a lot of small arguments about what name fits you best. Your wellbeing is prioritised over even their own as your presence is like rays of sunlight, warm and welcoming. When Karlheinz offers to transform them, all of them immediately take the offer as they realise that this is their chance to give you the treatment that you deserve.

Ruki Mukami

📘​Even if Ruki has expressed his doubts when the four brothers found you back when they were still humans, he has grown into the role of your oldest brother. Perhaps even a little bit too well. The fact that he didn't immediately want to take you under their care when you were still a baby is something he hides from your knowledge even so many years later and he has urged his brothers to do the same. He fears that if you were to ever find out about his initial hesitance, you would turn your back on him and favor his younger brothers over him. He takes immense pride in the fact that he is your oldest brother as he likes to treat it as if it would give him some special rights in comparison to his younger brothers. Those special rights include making most of the decisions for you as he claims that as the oldest he naturally has the most experience and knows what would be best for you in every situation of your life. If you have anything that worries you, Ruki encourages you to seek him out. He is the one who oversees your homeschooling as his brother and him have all agreed that attending school with humans is far too dangerous for you. He can teach you all you need to know.

📘​From all of your brothers, Ruki is the one who places the most restrictions on you, even as you grow older. His motivations lie largely within his paranoia and his overprotective tendencies because even if you are a half-vampire just like them, he can't stop himself from still seeing that little, toothless baby in you that smiled whenever she saw his face. It is only natural for you to grow older and more independent yet Ruki finds himself despising that process as he worries that one day you may intend to leave the mansion and go on your own adventures. You are his little light and you have always been and he has always been your big brother and intends for you to continue thinking that way. He is quite adamant on family events where all Mukami siblings participate and his brothers have never once rejected that idea because it means spending precious time with their adored, little sister. The happiness you five share is not an illusion and he really wants you to realise that whenever such a family event happens. You could never get the same amount of happiness with anyone else besides them. Do you understand him? It is best and safest for you to always stay with your beloved brothers.

Kou Mukami

​🎤​From the very first moment your bleary eyes met his own, Kou has known that he would do everything for you and turn into anyone if it meant to keep you and protect you. You are a little princess that deserves the world yet surviving on the streets always meant that he couldn't treat you the way he wanted to. When Karlheinz transformed them and gave them capabilities and riches they could have never dreamt about before, Kou finally could do what he hadn't been able to do before. From the very first day since they started their new life to the current day, your second-oldest brother has never stopped spoiling you absolutely rotten. Whatever you have wanted throughout your life, you have always gotten from him as prices nor rarity of the object you wanted have never mattered to him. Kou is quite playful and he proudly claims that title as your favorite playmate. Whether you want him to play with your puppets with you or want to play hide and seek with him, he has always entertained you. Ruki has reprimanded him already due to the risk he sees in some of the games he plays with you but Kou has always reassured him that he would never allow you to get hurt.

​🎤​From the first night they took you in though, Kou has always sung for you. It always made his heart swell when you would start crying during the day or night but would slowly calm down the moment he started singing a lullaby for you. It is one memory he greatly bemoans the older you grow and lullabies start being less important to you yet he still sings for you quite often. He composes a lot of songs and many of them he has written for you during his life, soothing melodies and kind words to calm your frightened young mind as you grew up. You still love his voice and his music though and that knowledge fills him with pride and with warmth and he gladly allows you to try to write a song of your own or teaches you how to play an instrument. He finds himself playfully pouting whenever he notices that you prefer spending time with another one of his brothers, he can't help the tinge of jealous he feels whenever he witnesses that sight. He tolerates it though as he knows that Ruki, Yuma and Azusa are mindful of the time they spend with you. Such jealousy always evaporates the moment you compliment him though or tell him how much you love your big brother.

Yuma Mukami

​🌱​Yuma has his doubts when they initially pick you up because he knows how harsh the environment is that they live in. He has always been tall and physically very strong which allows him to protect those who are important to him. You are still a tiny and fragile baby though. How are you supposed to survive on the streets? Even when Ruki agreed to take you under their care, he still has his doubts. It is the moment he holds you for the first time and you wrap your tiny fingers around one of his that he gathers the determination to defend you till his last breath. After he has been turned into a half-vampire and gained even more physical strength, he has only strengthened that vow in his mind. His tall physical build has always led him to be exceptionally gentle with you, especially when you are still only a small child. A part of him has always been worried that you may be scared of him because of his strength and tall build yet you have never expressed once any anxiety as you always come running to him and stretch your arms out, your large eyes begging him to lift you up and twirl you around. He has never been able to deny those cute eyes of yours, even though he has always been careful.

​🌱​Whether lifting you up, letting you sit on his shoulders or giving you a piggyback, Yuma has always been the equivalent of a human amusement park for you and this is something he takes pride in. He has been taking you to his garden from a very young age too and you are the only person who has ever gotten away with jumping through his patch without getting chased down angrily by him. He enjoys teaching you how to cater to the needs of a plant and how to tell if the fruits and vegetables are ripe or not. Whatever of the harvest you prefer the most is what he ends up sowing and growing the most in his garden just to watch the excited glimmer in your eyes whenever he informs you that it's time to harvest your favorite fruits and vegetables. You are in general quite isolated from other people yet the few times you are taken out, Yuma is terrifyingly efficient to scare away anyone who looks like they consider to approach you. Very few have the guts to chat with you if he is always right behind you after all. All that frightening strength that could easily crush someone's skull is never shown to you though as Yuma has always been only gentle and careful with you.

Azusa Mukami

​🗡️​Azusa has been attached to you from the very start, his heart nearly bursting when he found your little form in a basket all alone as your mother has left you behind. He begs Ruki to let them keep you as he fears that no one else would take you in and that you would end up dying lonely and afraid without having ever experienced love and he even bursts out in tears as he pleads to his older brothers. He even volunteers to take care of you all by himself if no one from that would agree to keep you. He has stayed the most attached to you even up until now, although he has been forced to limit the time he spends with you as you grow older and require a bit more privacy. When you were a baby he would always be right next to you or hold you even himself as you fell asleep, his fingers playing with your small ones and he would read bedtime stories to you, always happy when you came running to him with a book clutched in your hands that you wanted him to read to you. The youngest brother of yours often finds himself bemoaning the time when you were so cute and tiny, even if you will forever be his baby sister for him. Sometimes he still asks you if he can read a book to you.

​🗡️​Whilst his older brothers care for him, Azusa has some self-harming tendencies and they have always been worried that he might set a bad example for you. They care for him and want him to stop because it saddens them to see him like that but they are also afraid that you might pick up on it or would get scared once you are old enough to realise what Azusa is doing. To all of their relief helping to raise you seems to rid Azusa of that unhealthy behavior of his for the most part as he instead dedicates much more time to protect and raise you lovingly. Yet he has some relapses at times, mostly when you have an accident or fall ill. He cares deeply for you so seeing you in any kind of pain induces him with such anxiety that he feels his throat tightening and his vision blurring. In a very twisted sense of wanting to suffer with you, he resorts to grabbing a knife and cutting himself over and over again to show solitude with you. Azusa never tells you the truth behind all the bandages and the band-aids he wears the next time you see him though as all of his brothers have warned him that he might make you feel guilty. Being the reason for your sadness is the last thing Azusa would want.