#Just in a very different way to vampires...

[the-ria]

MCR albums as characters! The other day I thought about My Chem's discography and what each album would be like as a standalone character, here's what I came up with! It was surprisingly difficult to not draw Gerard for each of these eras haha Bullets to me has this very, sort of, gloomy vibe, very grounded in reality, raw human emotions, horror inspired themes, the dread of being stuck in a corporate hell hole.

In my mind Revenge is pure American Gothic, running away from the law, vampires, blood, love and death.

The Black Parade to me is perfect the way we know it. I tried a million different faces for the character, but none of them quite fit, so I just left the character without one! Which, in my opinion, fit the concept of Death nicely.

And lastly, Danger Days! The album is fast, loud, chaotic, rebellious and vibrant and so is this character :] Let me know what you think of these and if you have similar or COMPLETELY different view of these albums!

[theglassofmiddleearth]

Imagine Being Isekai'ed into KPOP DEMON HUNTERS. (part 6)

SO, IIDEK WHAT TO PUT AS SUMMARY BUT LOWKEY HUNTR/X X Y/N! Also, we get some Mystery backstory here! (Also if you wanna hear some bad covering of Your Idol here it is

IDOl

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‘Technically we didn't follow you, we overheard you. We just happened to be in the vicinity of the conversation.’ Beom looked up to the left, refusing to meet Y/N’s eyes.

‘Y’know you can’t always get out of things by being cute. It doesn’t work that way.’ Y/N rolled her eyes, slumping onto the sofa face first. Watching their debut stage had really taken it out of her. Especially that walk back from the Huntr/x tower.

‘I’m cute?’ Beom’s eyes lit up, as if he were a puppy that had just been given a treat. Y/N could swear she saw a tail wagging behind Beom.

Was this what was known as the natural charm of a youngest group member? Even so, this man was over two huundred years old… Did demons mature in the underworld? Was it even possible to grow? Were they like vampires, just stuck mentally at their age forever? Y/N's mind whirled with unanswered questions.

‘I’m not repeating it.’ Y/N rolled her eyes, unlocking her phone. ‘Well, what's the plan? You have that variety show in about an hour.’

‘Well, seeing as the demon hunters know we have a shooting tonight, they’re probably gonna try to kill us after we finish.’ Jinu shrugged, he twisted the cap off an energy drink and passed it to Y/N.

‘Thanks.’ She smiled, sipping the drink. 

‘Would you be upset if we killed them?’ Min tilted his head, seated in Y/N’s gaming chair. Although the man's light purple hair was obscuring his eyes, Y/N could tell he was looking at her.

‘Yes, very.’ Y/N answered quickly, taking another swig of her drink.

‘Hm, okay.’ Min turned his head to Rae. ‘Looks like it’ll be a change of plans then.’

‘YOU GUYS WERE PLANNING ON KILLING THEM?’ Y/N stood up, pointing her fingers at the plotting boys.

‘Well they were planning to kill us too.’ Abel shrugged, handing out pink clothing to the group.

‘Aw man, not pink again.’ Jinu groaned, holding his shirt as far away from himself as he could possibly.

‘You said you looked good in any colour.’ Y/N laughed, pointing her drink bottle at him.

‘Ugh, that doesn't mean I have to like the colour.’ Jinu grumbled, lifting his shirt over his head.

‘HEY, I’M STILL IN THE ROOM.’ Y/N squawked, turning around, only to be met with the four other shirtless men in the middle of changing. The girl quickly covered her eyes with her hands, squatting down in embarrassment.

‘Oh, sorry. Bad habit.’ Jinu said from behind her. ‘I’m decent now.’

Y/N peeked out of her fingers up at the voice, seeing a guilty looking Jinu.

‘I should have warned you. My bad.’ He stuck out his hand to which Y/N grasped.

Y/N let herself be tugged up, as the rest of the boys finished changing their shirts.

‘Okay, time for pants.’ Rae handed out jeans, each in a different shade of pink.

‘I’M GOING TO MY ROOM, TELL ME WHEN YOU GUYS ARE DONE.’ Y/N sprinted into her bedroom door, slamming it shut behind her.

‘She’s so cute, I could just eat her.’ Min remarked, zipping himself up.

‘Huh.’ Beom turned around.

‘Isn’t that what the young people say about cute things? I could eat it?’ Min sat back down in the chair, shrugging his shoulders.

‘No you old man, I could just eat her up. You need to add the ‘up’ or it just sounds like you wanna take her soul.’ Beom shook his head, brushing off the lint on his jumper.

‘Huh, alright, noted.’ Min gave a quiet laugh, leaning back in the chair with his arms raised.

–

They boys had insisted on bringing Y/N along with them, saying that they needed a fake manager.

They somehow had no manager but they had a typical van that Idols would use to travel. Y/N could see that someone was driving the car but she had never seen the man before today. 

The boys were jabbering about how they would introduce themselves at the variety show and what they would do. They were sat in pairs, Jinu and Beom and Abel with Rae, leaving Min to sit next to Y/N. 

‘If you don’t have a manager, how in the world are you pulling all of this off?’ Y/N blanched, ‘And if you don’t even have a manager, do you have a company? How did you even release Soda Pop?’

‘Hypnosis, we can make anyone do our bidding. Why do you think this person’s driving the car?’ Min leaned down whispering in her ear, his face close to Y/N’s.

‘I’ve been meaning to ask. Can you even see?’ Y/N reached up, fingertips just brushing Min’s purple hair-

‘Not really.’ Min abruptly grasped Y/N’s hand, gripping it tightly.

‘Ow.’

‘Sorry.’ Min released Y/N’s wrist in an instant. ‘I…’ 

‘It’s ok. I shouldn’t have-’

‘No. It’s my fault. I’m just… I have a thing about my face.’ Min sighed, turning away as the rest of the boys continued their conversations, unaware as to the situation in the back seat.

‘Does it have something to do with your deal with Gwi-ma?’ Y/N slid her hands underneath her legs, kicking her feet slightly.

‘Yeah. It does.’ Min said, resting his chin on his fist. Y/N looked down at her feet, waiting for the man next to her to elaborate.

‘I had leprosy.’ Min said in a hushed whisper. ‘It was bad. It started with my hands and feet but it spread. The disease always spreads until eventually… I became blind.’

‘Oh…’

‘It was the fourteenth century so there was no cure and I had no family.’ Min sighed, turning to look at Y/N, hair still obscuring his face. ‘I was begging in the street, stumbling around blind when a group of men beat me with sticks, telling me to do them a favour and just die.’

‘Assholes.’ Y/N grumbled, crossing her arms.

‘Yes, they were.’ Min chuckled at her reaction, putting a reassuring hand on Y/N’s shoulder before continuing. ‘And that was when I first heard Gwi-ma, whispering in my ear.’

‘What did he offer you?’ Y/N blinked, not noticing that the entire car had gone quiet.

‘He said he could take away my scars and help me get revenge on those who had wronged me.’ Min laughed, resting his head against his seat. ‘Now that I think about it, it was such a shallow deal. I barely got anything from it.’

‘You were hurting. Vulnerable.’

‘I was weak.’ Min shook his head, seemingly disappointed in himself.

‘Men have killed for less.’ Y/N noted, as the car slowed to a stop.

‘You’re right about that one I guess.’ Min chuckled, unbuckling Y/N from her seat before doing his own.

‘I honestly thought you were just hiding a big ass forehead.’ Y/N shrugged, stepping out of the car, following the rest of the boys into the studio.

‘HAH! I’ll have you know I was quite handsome before I got that stupid disease.’ Y/N could practically hear Min rolling his eyes.

‘Yeah yeah… Wait, fourteenth century… You have to be the oldest!’ Y/N bounced along, passing through the doors leading into the set.

‘Such a smart girl.’ Min hummed, leaning down.

‘Uh…’ 

Min smirked, combing back his bangs with one hand, revealing his face for a second. Y/N was stunned, eyes lingering on Min’s own ones.

He really was beautiful.

Hell, people would go to war for a face like that, regardless of Min being a man.

‘Wow.’ Y/N blinked, eyes bugged wide.

‘Hm, maybe Gwi-ma really did do me a favour.’ Min continued to smirk, letting his hair fall back into place, turning to walk onto the stage where the rest of the boys were filing onto.

‘Um-’

‘We’ll talk after the show.’ Min lifted Y/N’s chin gently, looking down at her through his hair.

‘Okay…’ 

‘That’s our girl.’ Min smiled, releasing her chin before walking onto stage with the rest of the boys.

‘Holy crap…’ Y/N gaped.

Min’s face was like nothing she’d ever seen. Imagine the most handsome man you knew, married the most beautiful woman on earth and had a baby. Not even then would that child compare to Min.

‘Huh, no wonder Zoey said he was just her type.’ Y/N mused, watching the hosts introduce the boys.

‘Who’s my type?’ A voice chimed in, merging into Y/N’s thoughts.

‘Zoey?’ Y/N spun around to face the three Hunt/x girls.

‘Twice in one day, aren’t we lucky.’ Mira smiled, wrapping an arm around Y/N’s shoulder.

‘Why are you here? Are you scouting out the competition?’ Rumi gave the ghost writer a tight hug, her leather outfit squeaking quietly.

‘Uh, actually I’m-’

‘Oh, OH! Maybe Y/N can watch us take out these demons! She’s never gone with us on a mission before!’ Zoey interrupted, her eyes wide and pleading.

Holy crap Zoey was good at puppy dog eyes. Y/N flickered her gaze between the boys who were now chugging hot sauce, for some reason, to Zoey’s begging eyes.

‘Okay, I’ll watch.’ Y/N agreed, unsure of how this would go down. In the original story this was where Jinu would see Rumi's patterns but... He already knew and so did the rest of the girls.

Rumi cheered quietly, ‘Great! Once they come off the stage, we’ll jump down for the attack!’

‘These boys will be-

‘Done, done, done!’ Zoey finished, as the girls let out evil giggles, as they climbed the steps behind the set, peeking over the set.

Y/N watched on nervously as Beom let out the most sarcastic ‘Goo goo, ga ga’ She’d ever heard in her life.

‘Oh boy…’ Y/N mumbled, glancing between the girls and her demon boyband.

‘Hard to goodbye when we’re having so much fun!’ One of the hosts said into the mic.

‘So hard! So hard…’ The other said, shaking his head in mock sadness.

Jinu took the mic, sending a little smirk to the side wings where Y/N was watching.

Oh no.

What was this man planning?

‘Then why say goodbye when we have an extra special guest coming up?’ He addressed the audience, guesting backstage.

‘What is he up to?’ Y/N mumbled, watching him walk towards her.

‘Oh HELL NO.’ She said, turning to run as Jinu grabbed the back of her collar.

‘Say hello to our writer and producer, Y/N!!’ Jinu cried out, practically dragging her on stage.

‘Ah haha- hi!’ Y/N waved awkwardly as the spotlights partially blinded her. The cheering from the crowd surprised her, as she squinted under the lights.

‘We have her to thank for writing our debut song!’ Abel smiled, as the rest of the boys came to stand around her.

‘Yeah! Thanks Y/N!’ Beom called out, as the group began to bow at her.

‘Wow so hot and respectful!’ The audience cheered, as the boys bowed.

‘Oh no… It was my pleasure.’ Y/N bowed back.

‘No really it was ours!’ The boys folded completely in half as Y/N gaped, shifting her eyes to see an angry looking Huntr/x on the side.

‘Well! That's all we have time for today!’ The hosts called, as the curtains began to close. ‘See you next time! Play Games With Us!’

‘What the hell was that?!'

‘Sorry Y/N, hold on tight!’ Abel smiled, lifting Y/N over his shoulder as the Saja Boys began to run out the back exit.

‘Y/N!’ The girls called, chasing after them, concern etched on the girl’s faces.

‘Girls!’ Y/N called out, stretching her hand out as the door swung shut in front of her.

The boys ran into the bathhouse, Y/N slumped over Abel's shoulder as the girls spotted Y/N still being carried off.

‘Over there! Let’s get our Y/N back!’

‘Aw man, we were just in a bathhouse this morning.’ Mira groaned, running along with the girls.

The girls opened the bathhouse door, peeking out one by one.

‘Aw man, it's a men’s bathhouse.’ Rumi whined, spotting half naked men.

‘Wow, did you guys really follow us in here?’ Jinu rolled his eyes, knowing damn well Huntr/x followed because they had taken Y/N with them.

‘Of course they did, that one’s always looking at our Y/N.’ Abel snarked, jumping slightly to bounce Y/N on his shoulder, receiving an oomf from the flopped over girl.

‘Give us back our Y/N!’ Zoey brandished her throwing knives.

‘You think we’re just gonna let you steal our Y/N and our fans?’ Rumi snarled, gripping her sword tightly. ‘You’re gonna have to fight us for both!’

‘Yeah, keep your hands off our girl.’ Mira backed Rumi up, lifting her moon blade. 

‘Heh, we’re not here to fight.’ Jinu shrugged, splaying his arms, as demons rose from the hot baths. ‘They are.’

‘Water demons.’ Rumi narrowed her eyes.

‘Oh great. My favourite.’ Mira cheered sarcastically, eyes darting to count how many were now slowly surrounding the group.

‘Get rid of the hunters. Then, you can eat all the souls you want.’ Jinu smirked, placing a hand on the water demon in front of him.

‘Rumi!’ Y/N called out, as the rest of the boys ran through the bathhouse, leaving Huntr/x behind.

‘Have fun!’ Jinu ran out, almost slipping on a puddle of water. 'Ah crap.'

Zoey and Mira were slashing through the demons, killing several each second.

‘GO get back Y/N!’ Mira called out to Rumi, slicing through a group of demons.

‘But there's so many!’ Rumi protested, twisting away from a pair of demon claws.

‘Y/N’s alone with them, we need to go get her!’ Zoey threw her daggers, hitting two in the face.

‘GO rumi! We’ll catch up.’ Mira called out, flipping through the air and slamming her blade into the ground, causing a wave of the demons to be vaporised.

‘Okay!’ Rumi flipped over a demon, rushing toward the door that she had seen the boys run through.

‘You promised you wouldn’t kill them. Y/N protested, still being carried by Abel.

‘Technically, we’re not.’ Jinu giggled, running forward, oblivious to Rumi advancing behind him.

‘Gimmie back my Y/N!’ Rumi slashed at the man with her sword, catching his shirt slightly as Jinu ducked almost too late.

‘‘She’s mine.’ Jinu snarled, throwing a bucket at Rumi. He jumped as he slashed at Rumi’s arm with his claws, cutting a piece of her clothing off her arm, drawing blood.

‘AH.’ Rumi cried out, clutching at her arm.

The wall burst open, Mira and Zoey had kicked a demon straight through.

‘Rumi!’ Y/N called out, reaching toward her, as she was carried further away. Jinu turned at the sound of Y/N’s voice, snapping him out of his violent haze.

'DON'T HURT HER.' Y/N cried out, her frustration leaking into her voice.

‘Better help your friends. They look like they need it.’ Jinu smirked, running towards the exit without a second glance.

‘Y/N!’ Rumi shouted desperately as she slashed through the demons that were still emerging from the bathhouse pools.

‘I’ve never seen the Honmoon like this before! There are tears everywhere!’ Zoey threw her knives, each finding their mark.

‘I think it’s because the Saja Boys are stealing the fans! It’s weakening the Honmoon!’ Mira grunted as she stuck her spear into the ground, allowing Rumi to swing on it to gain momentum.

The girls panted with exertion as they finally cleared out the room.

‘What are you doing here! This is the men's bathhouse!’ An elderly man grouched, shooing the girls away as they apologised profusely.

‘Hmph.’ The man sat down on his stool, going back to scrubbing his arms.

‘My little soda pop.’ The man hummed, as a water demon arose silently from the waterbucket, inhaling the mans soul.

–

Y/N groaned, as Abel finally let her down as the elevator doors opened. 

‘I think I'm carsick.’

‘I’m not a car…’ 

‘Whatever, Y/N shook her head, steadying herself. ‘Jinu you hurt Rumi!’ 

‘She literally tried to take my head off Y/N.’ Jinu rolled his eyes, crossing his arms defiantly.

‘But she didn’t.’ Y/N protested, gesturing wildly before stumbling, putting her hand on her head. 

Jinu was at her side in an instant, clutching at the arms gently.

‘Tired?’ Jinu’s tone changed from annoyance to worrisome in a flash. ‘If you want, I can whip up something quick. Or you can go to sleep now.’

‘Just a headache, I think the all-nighters are catching up with me.’ Y/N slowly sat down on the couch with Jinu’s help.

“Can we get you anything Y/N?’ Rae kneeled down next to her, checking her forehead temperature. ‘Your forehead is a little warm Do you have any medication at home?'

'It'd all probably be out of date.' Y/N shook her head, laying down on her side, face against the couch cushions as the boys fussed over her.

‘Did she eat lunch?’

‘No I don’t think so.’

‘Should we-’

‘Mm, need to shower…’ Y/N whined, burying her face further into the couch cushion. 

‘Okay, come on. Up we get.’ Abel heaved Y/N into his arms bridal style. Y/N grouched, her eyes closed as she shifted in the demon’s well built arms, smushing her face into his chest.

Jinu raised his eyebrows, watching his biggest friend turn slowly bright pink in the face.

‘Heh, look at Abel, he’s blushing.’ Beom jeered, pointing.

‘Shut up. Don’t act like you wouldn’t be the exact same way if she was doing it to you.’ Abel spat out quietly. Beom in return, held up his hands in mock surrender.

‘You slipped in before I could!’

‘You snooze, you lose.’ Abel stuck out his tongue, walking towards the bathroom, separate from her ensuite. ‘Hey, are you sure you’ll be able to stay awake while you shower?’ 

‘Can I just sleep?’ Y/N groaned, shifting into a more comfortable position in Abel’s arms.

‘You said you wanted to shower.’ Abel hummed, finding his way to Y/N’s room instead.

‘Here, lay her down and I’ll wipe her face.’ Min appeared behind, holding a wet towel, doused in warm water. 

As Abel slowly (and reluctantly) detangled Y/N’s limbs from his own, Min gently rubbed Y/N’s cheeks with the towel. Abel turned to go turn off the bedroom light so Y/N wouldn’t squint.

‘Y’know, I think-’ Suddenly Min disappeared in a puff of smoke.

‘Wot?’ Abel blinked, looking at the empty space where Min was, now replaced by the wet towel on the floor.

‘Uhh, Abel?’ Beom came into the room, looking confused. ‘Jinu 형 (hyung) and all the others just poofed.’

‘Wait, did Gwi-ma just take them back?’ Abel blinked, looking at Y/N who was now out cold in her bed.

‘I think so… their patterns were glowing.’  Beom mumbled from behind his fist, looking confused. But, we didn’t get taken. Why?’

‘Could it be?..’

Both boys turned to look at the sleeping girl, who was now drooling slightly.

‘Mm, ramen…’ Y/N mumbled, before turning over in the bed.

‘Did she-’

‘It couldn’t be..’

–

Meanwhile the boys had been pulled back, slamming into the ground as they landed.

'Saja Boys! Saja Boys!’ The demons chanted, looking at the group, waving lightsticks around.

The boys looked around, slightly irritated that they were no longer in Y/N’s apartment.

‘Wait where’s-’ Jinu began, before being interrupted by a loud shout from a demon in the crowd.

‘Look! Souls incoming!’

And they were. Streaking across the sky were blue lights, finding their place in the fire behind three of Saja Boys.

‘My little soda pop.’ The flames hummed, ‘It’s catchy.’

‘Surprisingly your little plan is working.’ Gwi-ma said, almost as a challenge.

‘I know. So lemme get back to work and you’ll be feasting in no time.’ Jinu plastered a fake smile, a charming one nonetheless.

‘Except, two of your friends. I can no longer see them. Are they dead?’

‘Yes.’ Jinu answered, thinking quickly, ‘But we’ll kill all of the hunters before they get the rest of us.’ 

Gwi-ma was wrong about them being dead, but he was right about not controlling the boys. Abel and Beom had not been dragged back to the underworld with the rest of the group. Jinu knew they weren’t dead but… How come they weren’t here? How had they escaped Gwi-ma’s control?

‘I’ve taught you well Jinu.’ The giant flame chuckled as the Saja Boys disappeared again, into a puff of pink smoke.

–

As the boys reappeared in Y/N’s apartment, the doorbell began to ring. Jinu frowned, turn around to see that the Huntr/x girls were covered in scratches, waiting to be buzzed up on the monitor.

‘Go wakeup Y/N.’ Jinu said, ‘Tell her the hunters are here. Abel and Beom, we need to talk.’ 

As the boys slinked into one of Y/N’s spare rooms. Rae knocked on Y/N’s door before opening, knowing that the girl would sleep through the knocking.

‘Y/N? The Huntr/x girls are here, they’re waiting to be buzzed in.’ He gently shook the shoulder of the sleeping girl.

‘Wha?’ Y/N rasped, turning over to face Rae.

‘Huntr/x is down stairs.’

‘Oh my gosh!’ Y/N sat up immediately, flinging her covers back and slipping her flip flip’s on. She rushed to buzz them in, before looking around her apartment.

‘Where’d the boys go? Doesn’t matter, you guys have to hide! Go in-’ Y/N opened her spare room to see the rest of the Saja Boys, already hiding in the room. 

‘Uh, we’ll be in here as you guys talk.’ Beom gave a hopeful smile. 

‘Do you guys ever go back to your own apartment?’ Y/N slapped a hand to her forehead.

‘No not really.’ Min shook his head.

‘We only got it because-’ 

‘We’ll talk later. The room is soundproofed but still be quiet!’ Y/N closed the door, just as the elevator began to beep happily.

‘Y/N!’ Rumi rushed forward checking Y/N all over, a teddy bear band aid covering her cheek.

‘Y/N you’re safe!’ Zoey rushed forward, pulling Y/N into a hug.

‘We were so worried.’ Mira sighed, walking forward, holding a bag.

‘Girls, I’m sorry. I really am the writer of their music.’

‘It’s okay. They must have forced you into it.’ Rumi shook her head, guiding Y/N to the kitchen island. ‘Come on, sit. You probably haven’t eaten all day!’

Y/N’s stomach gurgled loudly in reply.

Traitor.

‘Erm.’ Y/N rubbed her neck in embarrassment. ‘How did you guys know?’

‘You never eat if you’re working and today was…’ Zoey trailed off.

‘Y/N, are you okay?’ Mira set down the bag of kimbap before rummaging through the cupboard to find a plate.

‘Yeah, you must have been so scared.’ Rumi touched a hand to Y/N’s shoulder.

‘No, Rumi are you okay? Your arm, did you disinfect it before you bandaged it?’ Y/N hurriedly lifted Rumi’s shirt sleeve, relieved to see a bandage wrapped around it. The purple haired girl had been wearing shorter sleeves since she had told the rest of the girls about her patterns.

‘Yeah, I’m fine. I’ve had worse.’ Rumi smiled, looking content. ‘We’ve all had a lot worse.’

‘Still…’ Y/N frowned, putting her head in her hands. ‘I don’t want you guys getting hurt. I don’t want the Saja Boys to take souls either-’

‘Y/N calm down, we know you have your reasons, whatever they may be.’ Mira hushed Y/N, sliding a plate of kimbap toward her.

‘But-’

‘We trust you.’

‘But we do need to get our fans back. Have you seen the Honmoon? I’ve never seen it so bad.’ Zoey sighed, resting her head on her arms face down.

‘We could record What It Sounds Like! That’ll be-

‘No, I have a better song!’ Y/N dashed toward her gaming set up, snatching up her book. ‘It’s called Takedown!’

‘Oh?’ Rumi hummed, giving the rest of Huntr/x a knowing smile. ‘Our Y/N’s a musical genius isn’t she.’

‘No. It’s you guys, you inspire me so much!’ Y/N flipped the pages to Takedown. ‘Let me know what you think!’

The girls gathered around the notebook, scanning the lyrics.

‘Break you into pieces in a world of pain, cause you’re all the same?’ Mira muttered, flipping through the pages.

‘Wow, Y/N, if you wrote a love song for me, I think I’d fall in love with you.’ Rumi cocked her head, giving Y/N a smile that she couldn’t place.

‘Rumi, focus.’ Mira laughed, patting the purple haired girl on the shoulder. ‘You can flirt with our girl when we grind these Saja Boys into the dust.’

A thump came from inside the spare bedroom.

The huntr/x girls didn’t hear it but, Y/N swear she heard someone make a noise of protest.

‘This is exactly what we need.’ Rumi nodded in approval, flicking through the lyrics. ‘We have two weeks until the Idol Awards. We’ll release the song then! Is that enough time? I don’t want you to overwork yourself Y/N.’

‘I’ll be fine! I just have to do Takedown and What It Sounds Like.’ Y/N nodded enthusiastically. 

‘You don’t have to do both Y/N.’ Zoey fretted, as Y/N moved to go boot up her PC.

‘But if you release both, you can do it as a joint stage! You could make the Honmoon golden! Fix all the cracks!’ Y/N bounced in her seat, pulling up her digital audio station.

‘Y/N, if you overwork yourself you’ll get sick. If you think you can do it, go ahead, but make sure you’re getting enough rest.’ Rumi laid a hand on Y/N’s shoulder, her tone was akin to an owner scolding their puppy.

‘I can do it!’ Y/N pouted, looking up at Rumi.

‘Alright then.’ Rumi sighed, laughing quietly. ‘You’re so cute when you’re excited, it’s hard to say no to you.’

‘Right? I could just keep her in my pocket!’ Zoey sat down gazing at Y/N while she slid on her headphones, testing out her midi controller.

She had since forgotten the Saja Boys in her spare room, now focusing on replicating the beat in her head, using a thick bass sound to replicate the electro punk sound.

'Hey, can you guys stay so I can get a few recordings?' Y/N stared into the computer, frowning as she adjusted her mic settings for the girls.

'Yeah sure!'

'Perfect.'

The girls worked into the night, making a rough version of Takedown for Y/N to edit.

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Okay so thoughts for that hunger demon vampirism Lucanis au thing

People find out pretty early on like, he's biting and tearing out throats in his intro. But Rook, unhinged, unflappable, just sort of goes 'huh. Anyway, there's these gods--'

Rook makes a system. They each give blood that's collected in wine bottles and kept in a chiller that just sort of materialised when needed it. I was thinking bloodbags like capri-suns but I'm not sure what the Thedas equivalent would be? In this situation? So sterile bottles it is

Everyone opts in but Davrin. Blight and all that. Plus Lucanis would rather chew dirt than owe the elf anything early on.

Taash is spicy. Bellara is sweet like mild fruit but with a bitter aftertaste. Harding? Old earth, umami but with an electric zing to it. Neve... I'm not sure she would opt in tbh now i think about it. But regardless she tastes like something deep and rich cut with floral tones. Emmrich is very similar, but the floral aspects are brighter and more vivid. Dav? Rancid. Lucanis could smell the rot in his blood from day dot. Even when they've patched things up Lucanis politely declines any offer while stating this fact

Now Rook... varies. Depending on faction. A Crow is most likely tangy, given Viago's teachings. LoF, maybe light and salty? A grey warden would probably offer and be rejected like Davrin, but they're still the one that suggests and puts in motion the blood donation plan so...

Lucanis was against it. Of course he was. Rook needed to convince him with logic and no small amount of puppy eyes, plus they just sort of... did it? Behind his back? Ish? They asked if people would be on board with it to get the ball rolling and he was distraught over the idea of

1) Inconveniencing his colleagues

2) Being dependant on said colleagues

So Rook also suggests he feed on who they kill. This was another heated discussion about his fading humanity that somehow ended with flirting??

"Hey, I don't want you feeding everyone else while you starve. It's only fair."

"Rook, I don't need--"

"Ab bab bab!" They interrupt. "If you don't want to acknowledge this with the others, fine. I get it. But I expect you to come to me when you're struggling."

"And what would you do with a blood thirsty creature who knew 127 different ways to kill you with his hands alone?"

"Other than be horribly enamored?" Rook grins. "I'd feed him."

[oliversrarebooks]

Rare Bookseller CYOA Part Four

Previous > Masterlist

Call the auction house and ask after Drew

tw: human auction

October 1999

Greg tried to calm himself down. He didn't even know for sure where Drew was, after all. He should at least start with calling the auction house to find out if they were the ones who had taken him.

He walked home briskly, ignoring the stares of passers-by, as he was still only wearing his boxers. By the time he got home, he was desperate for some warmth, and there were bits of pebbles and leaves stuck in his feet. He didn't have time to clean himself up, though. He beelined to the junk drawer, where he'd crammed a booklet of information on local vampire-owned businesses.

The auction house had a full-page advertisement in the booklet, so he had his phone number. He might as well try to convince them that Drew was his thrall, in the unlikely event that they had Drew and were willing to give him back.

"Hello, you've reached the Auction House, purveyors of the finest thralls for sale to discerning vampires. My name is Stacy, how can I help you?"

"Ah, yes, hello," said Greg, trying not to sound as nervous as he was. "Um… one of my thralls has gone missing this evening while running an errand for me. I was wondering if there was any chance he might have been captured by one of the auction house's agents. He does have very fine blood…"

Stacy snapped her gum. "We did get a few acquisitions in tonight. Let me check. What's his name?"

"Drew -- Andrew Browning."

"One moment. Please hold."

Tinny big band music played through his cordless phone's shitty speaker as Greg paced nervously around the room.

He had been on hold for what must have been twenty minutes when finally, finally, someone picked up.

"Thank you for waiting," said a voice very different from Stacy's. "My name is Lily, and I'm the director of the auction house."

"The director?" Greg didn't understand why he needed the director on the line just to confirm or deny that Drew was there. "Did you check to see if my thrall is there?"

"Ah, Andrew Browning, yes. One of our finest did capture him earlier this evening, as a matter of fact. He said that the poor boy was very easy to entrance, too. It seems as though he's been deprived of proper enthrallment."

Greg deflated. They already knew. "Drew so happens to be my beloved thrall," he bluffed, "so if I could see him --"

"Hmm, no, I'm sorry, but I can't believe you. Your precious Drew did indeed claim to belong to you, until he was put under my spell. I'm afraid he confessed that he wasn't a thrall at all. And if you haven't put a proper claim on the human's mind, that makes him fair game for any enterprising vampire."

Shit. Fuck! Of course they'd put him under and pulled the truth out of him. Greg had always known that Drew would be a pushover for enthrallment -- that was why he'd always been so careful with the human's mind, so that his feedings didn't render him permanently docile and subservient. The ghouls at the auction house didn't care, of course. They'd prefer Drew as a quiet servant. He'd be easier to sell that way.

"I don't think you quite understand the whole picture, just from the words of a hypnotized human," Greg tried. "He's lived with me and provided me with blood for years. He may not be a thrall in the classic sense, but he bears my mark on his neck, and I've been in his mind."

"So he's secondhand. He's good enough quality that our buyers won't mind," said Lily.

Despair was giving way to anger. Drew might not be enthralled, but the human was his. "You know very well that the right thing to do is to give me my human back," said Greg, trying to stifle his anger. "Maybe he's technically an independent human under the letter of the law, but he belongs to me."

The woman on the line sighed. "Yes, I know. You're not the first to have such a soft heart for their thralls. But a human like this is worth a lot of money, even secondhand. You simply can't let him roam around unsupervised without any kind of hold on him."

Ugh, this always drove him crazy about other vampires. They acted as if humans weren't just as intelligent as they were, like it's fine to treat them like so much livestock, just because of their baser instincts. Greg liked that Drew could be his own person, and that should be purely between him and his human. "How I conduct my affairs with my human is not anyone else's business."

"Well, it's interfering with my business," she said. "Look, by tradition the human was completely up for grabs. You must know that. Even so, I don't particularly want to get into a spat over legal technicalities. I'm willing to make a deal with you."

"What sort of deal?"

"I'll properly enthrall your human, and you can pay me for the service. I'll even give you a discount -- it will be far cheaper than trying to buy him back at auction. And then your thrall will be claimed, and you won't have to worry about this kind of misunderstanding again. You can let him roam free or do whatever else you want. Does that seem fair?"

It sounded an awful lot like she was holding Drew hostage. But unfortunately, she was right, and the law wouldn't be on his side in this matter. She didn't have to make any sort of deal with him if she didn't want to -- she'd be well within her rights to sell Drew at full price at auction, and there was no way Greg would be able to afford him.

@whumpsday @morning-star-whump @soft-vampire-whump @irregular-book

@andithewhumper @whump-me-harder @silly-scroimblo-skrunkl @ba-bhump @und3ad-mutt

[simon-pitch]

i can reread the simon snow trilogy several times and i'll always notice something new that's completely beautiful. the idea of two rivals who are destined to kill each other at first hides how similar they are. the parallels between simon and baz are everywhere and that's very beautiful. like the fact that we know from the start that simon is an orphan and this almost makes us forget that baz is too (practically), and just as simon knows nothing about who he is, where he came from or what he should be or do, baz, despite having his father, stepmother and aunt, also had to grow up alone without any clue as to how he should act and live as a wizard-vampire boy. like how lonely it was for them...

another parallel i love is the fact that baz has always known about his sexuality, but has never liked anyone other than simon, while simon has never thought about liking boys (it's not like they even have time for that either) so all the details of their relationship are new to both of them, that's what makes it so sweet, like, they're living their first time.

the other thing is that from the moment simon gives himself wings and a tail until the end of the trilogy, he and baz get into more internal battles about discovering and understanding who and what they are. the way they are there for each other, sympathetic to their eccentricities, with baz slowly losing his fear of touching on the subject of who he is and simon getting used to his wings in the end just makes me want to cry so much because they are so alike in their differences

[trailerparkvampire]

do you think that in sinners smoke went to heaven or purgatory-like his death vision seemed to imply-while stack and the other vampires who killed people went to hell? or just that they have different afterlives? the thought of stack never seeing smoke again kills me

i don't think heaven/purgatory/hell exist in the sinners universe.

if anything, christianity is shown as nothing more than a tool of control and erasure - paralleled with vampirism (both also offering false hope of "community" and "another life"). afterlife seems to be very much crossing over to the other side/rejoining your ancestors and because of that i don't think vampires are cursed/condemned the same way they are in stories that operate with christianity as THE TRUE FAITH. they seem to be trapped between life and death - it's why remmick experiences sammie's music like THAT in the first place.

annie herself says that it's the soul that gets stuck in the body - i loveee how compassionate she is when she says that too, like a monster can't help being a monster! so, i don't even think remmick went to hell, after all that.

now, whether, once released, the human soul gets to rejoin their ancestors or whether there's another afterlife for vampires altogether is up for debate. but, i feel, were stack to walk out into the sun one day...his brother would be there to embrace him.

[thatdesigirl17]

vampire!mattheodore at the year end slytherin party

warnings: kinda dark, slight dubcon, kissing, bloodsucking, intoxication, slight blood kink, vampires

It was the time of the infamous Slytherin end-of-year party, notorious for its alcohol, drugs, and poor judgment. You had been at the party for a few hours after it started, and now it was at its peak, where almost everyone was high or drunk, and no one cared about anything else happening around them. People were dancing, making out, humping, smoking and doing all kinds of shit without a care in the world. That is why his party was a job for the Slytherins the most cunning and clever of them all with the most connections to get all the resources.

You were dancing with your friends, and the effect of the alcohol and weed was evident in you and your group. ‘I’m gonna go get something to drink.’, you shouted at your friend, making sure she heard you over the music. You headed towards the bar wanting to get some water and relax a bit.

‘Hey love.’, a very accented voice said, making you turn around to find Theodore Nott, smirking at you. ‘Hey Theo.’, you smiled politely. You knew Theodore, hell everyone knew Theodore, but you’d never actually talked to him despite the normal conversations between classmates. You’d known enough about him to maintain distance. ‘Didn’t expect you to be here, not really your scene isn’t it?’, he said, his smirk widening as he nonchalantly moved closer to you, without you noticing. But of course, he knew you were there, he had been noticing you since you entered with your friends, keeping track. You scoffed, ‘You make me sound like a nerd or like an innocent good girl.’ ‘You’re telling me you aren’t?’, he said leaving closer, his eyes piercing into yours. ‘Not at all.’, you smirked, the effects of the intoxication giving you confidence. ‘Then why the fuck are you drinking water?’, he chuckled, the sound edged with darkness. You laughed back, ‘Just wanted to take a break.’ ‘Oh come on, it’s a party, cara, let’s get you something stronger.’, he smiled as he made you a drink that was a bit too strong for you. You accepted it nonetheless, sipping it as you continued to talk.

Soon after another drink, you found yourself on the dance floor again, your arms wrapped around Theo’s shoulders and your body pressed too close to his. Behind you, was Mattheo, your best friend who had also joined the conversation soon after your first drink. Mattheo had his arms around your waist and you felt the trace of his lips on your neck. You leaned into him, as Theo gripped your hands, pinning one to your side and the other still wrapped around him. His grip felt harsh, almost hurting, but it was replaced by a sharper pain on your neck, where Mattheo’s lips were touching you softly just a few moments before. You gasped, but before you could get louder, Theodore’s lips crashed on yours, drowning your sounds. You were unable to move, feeling lightheaded and dizzy.

Soon Theo broke the kiss and brought your wrist to his lips, kissing it gently while smiling darkly at your confused expression. Then you saw it, his eyes turning red as he bit into your wrist and sucked. You widened your eyes in terror but before you could react, Mattheo turned your face towards his, holding your jaw and kissing you. You felt it, the metallic taste of your blood on his lips. You felt shivers in your body, wanting to break free, but you felt too lightheaded, too weak.

They knew it was a risk, doing this out in the open, without compelling or using any spell, but it wasn’t like anyone was going to suspect them. Everyone was way too intoxicated to care about them and by this time, they had mastered the act. To everyone else, it looked like they were just hooking up with the same girl and everyone was indifferent. It was them who got a different kind of high from feeding off you in a public space, so openly, without any magic. They couldn’t help it, you looked too good, they knew they had to get a taste, they dreamt of how good your taste was and you were being so cooperative and pliant.

You felt Mattheo’s lips move down to your neck again, kissing you as his hand moved around your thigh, stroking your folds over the damp spot of the clothing, under your dress. You gasped looking at Theo who let go of your wrist and licked the remnants of your blood off his lips before leaning closer to your ear, ‘You’re such a good girl, cara.’ He chuckled darkly, before trailing kisses down your neck. ‘Such a good, pliant girl for us, you’re doing so well, darling.’, Mattheo praised, making you moan.

They were absolutely hooked, and now that they had a taste of you, they knew they wouldn’t be able to stop.

[crazylittlejester]

Hey hey hey

You should ramble about your newest fic collab. This is permission

Plz tell me more about your lad and the vampire lad

squeezing you squeezing you squeezing you thank you for asking *does a wee twirl*

i dont know what people want to know about the fic, and obviously i will not say anything that’s spoilers, but people dont be afraid to ask me specific questions about it (or @catreginae who im writing it with!! i obviously can only speak for myself when i say i dont mind asks but this project is a joint effort and any vampire questions should be directed that way because vampire Warriors in this fic belongs to them :3)

my dear blorbo, War, is definitely in a weird spot because he got dragged away from the others and now theres a second hero of warriors who is a completely different dude, and he’s not sure how to feel about this because the whole situation is just weird as fuck but he does want to trust Warriors. War is usually very mistrusting and he usually doesn’t get along with strangers because he’s very paranoid and anxious but he wants to trust Warriors even if his brain is still going “That Is A Stranger” and so he’s putting the effort in. He’s a little at war (ha) with himself (allddkdkld) but he’s trying. He’s a bit awkward when he’s this anxious, and also he is in a piss poor mood at present because he’s freezing his ass off, but he’ll calm down if/when he gets to know Warriors better

HERE IS THE FIC IF ANYONE IS CURIOUS

[nalyra-dreaming]

Do you think we might see the Talamasca literally employing Daniel in the (Talamasca) series… and possibly - discover something about their requirements in editing Interview with the Vampire?!

On the one hand, it feels likely. On the other hand, it feels like it muddies the connectedness of two separate shows. On my foot, it’s weird to have Daniel there at all of this isn’t mentioned… 🤔

And if Daniel is recruited this way… and if he conducts Lestat’s on tour interviews/documentary… the implications! For Lestat… and for Daniel.

Could that even be how Devil’s Minion in present day could begin? Lestat would NOT be pleased to find such out.. and then… an Armand who have till this point in S3 have been more villain-Armand steps in…?

Hey! Mhhh no, I do not. Given the other blurbs on that page for the other characters I take what is written there with a heavy dose of skepticism I have to say.

And, we already know from Mayfair Witches that there are factions within the Talamasca which have (very) different opinions about it all, and I think "Talamasca-approved"... may end up being literally false.

I think there's more at play there, and it all has to do with Raglan, and them setting up the body switching.

Also, I don't think the Talamasca need to "employ" Daniel to interview Lestat... Daniel already voiced the desire to do so on his own, and I think he will do exactly that, namely seek Lestat out - just as he tried to do in the book :)

[mediumgayitalian]

via the frantic dms i sent to my friend:

if i were to start nywhere it would have to be with frankie. she lowkey annoyed me as a kid but i love her now. and who would the naive but bright w a dark past and complicated feelings about Everything character be…thats hazel baby

loooooooooooove the idea of 15 day old hazel with the body of a woman who died in the 40s like YES

in the mad scientist vamp family….nico her vamp brother…..vampirism as a metaphor for homosexuality obviously….nico being an old ass vamp who went into hiding very young when he was first turned literally centuries ago….

just as out of time as hazel but in a totally different way…..

theyre in the timeless teenage setting of monster high with all their other friends lol.

god there are so many other obvious ones. that are not exactly the same. but could be shifted. percy as this very powerful sea monster character…but hes half human. hides that shit HARD. couldnt pass in the normie world and is always looking over his shoulder in the monster world…terrified hes going to be outed…and doesnt that mean more than one thing here. and annabeth the half normie half monster of some kind but she doesnt know…neither does anyone else…,number one rumor is that she isnt a monster at all. rules the school but people HATE her cus they dont understand why shes here. shes always proving herself.

looooooooooooove the idea of jason from ever after high

love lovr LOVE IT i am obsessed

toppled things over back there…no memory at all…only the feeling of being monstrous….him and his fangs fit right in at MH…but the guilt of something he cant remember haunts him……

leo as heath flames that one is easy lol

will my darling my mummy boy. in a tomb for literally 5000 years. everyone he ever knew and loved is looooong long gone. his language is gone. his culture is gone. he is an artifact. he REPRESENTS all that is left of his time. hes gonna nav that. nico the only other person at MH even close to as old as he is….but its not the same.

nico is literally one tenth as oldas he is

500 vs 5000 years

nico hated where he lived….hes grouchy but he loves MH. loves hazel. loves the new opportunity to let his freak fly.

will who misses the past so bad his teeth ache with it. wrapped with bandages he can never take off. or that he wont take off.

and iloooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooove frank as medusas son i LOVE IT

terrified of letting himself be seen bc that could kill everyone he loves IKTR

hating his heritage. parentage at odds with percy -- but percy loves him, percy is so kind. so hard for him to reconcile that with all his mother has told him and that he KNOWS is true….she was treated so evilly….and yet…percy is so kind….and none of the other monsters are so bad either…and yet they can be free in a way he cannot…..

and WEREWOLF PIPER

hairy and BEAUTIFUL and always feeling like an animal. in the normie world for entirely different reasons but always feeling less than wherever she goes.

so so beautiful and so so hurting and so so angry and so so desperate to be something shes not

attached to the cycles of the moon.

okay thalia kills me bc she is firmly in ever after high and crawling her way back to her brother. never ever fit in. never tried to. you know the fairytale brother and sister?

basically its. this brother and sister are cast out by their stepmother. into the woods they escape before she kills them, but she has cursed the woods so they cannot feel any softness from it. days later the brother is desperate for a drink and dives to a stream but the sister hears the stream whisper that whomever drinks from it will be turned into a tiger. so she begs and pleads and pulls him away. on they go. they make their way to another pool, and once again the brother is desperate, and this time the pool whispers that whomever drinks from it will become a wolf. once again the brother is desperate. once again the sister pleads him away. the third creek they pass the brother cannot be stopped -- the creek whispers a similar warning, whomever drinks from it will turn to a dear. the sister, weeping, cannot stop her brother, and he is turned into a deer.

the woods, satisfied, leave the sister to its softness. she lives in the woods for years, deflecting hunters away from her brother. caring for him. and after many years she meets a hunter, a king, and he is so impressed by her skill and by her love for her brother that he falls in love with her. and she him. they marry, and she takes her brother with her to live on the grounds.

only her ascent to royalty catches the attention of the stepmother. and the stepmother casts an evil, twisted copy of the sister, sending the copy to take her place, and the twisted sister slaughters her deer brother and feeds him to the kingdom. the king knows what has happened and is horrifed at his wife. the real sister, heartbroken and ashamed, flees to the woods, where she dies.

the whole thing with ever after high is that its about legacies. the children of fairy tale characters -- good and evil -- must assume their parents roles.

jason and thalia as the myth of the brother and sister. except

jason is so thirsty.

thalia cannot stop him from the second pool.

he turns into a wolf. a wolf a thousand times thirstier than he was before.

he begs her to leave, as he is turned. to abandon him.

but she cant.

and he kills her.

tears her to shreds.,

he is hunted by all the kingdom for his crimes. flees, ripping through the woods. falls down the well of madness, which would usually connect to wonderland (actual EAH lore lol) except it is the solar eclipse, and the water takes him, instead, anew, to monster high

god i love monster high lore.

ANYWAYS he is a werewolf there. no memory except the blood on his hands.

and thalia --

thalia did not die.

she did spend years in the woods. hunting. desperate. told her brother was slaughtered. not shown his body. refusing to admit it. refusing to have anything to do with the king. hunting her brother down to find him again. to hold him even if he will never again be recognizable

because THAT is her legacy, that is the contract she signed, that is all she cared about

and she finds him alright

toying what nicos family looks like now. either i lean into loving adoptive hades & persephone who are franks like hazel and have nico with them or if hades is more layered than that. like very old and doing underground things idk

nico as an italian vamp who cant look in mirrors or like have garlic. drives will nuts he'll near kill himself to cook with garlic and will is like look one day im just gonna lose my shit and stab a chopstick through your chest i stg

DREW AS ABBEY I LOVE

bigger than all the other girls and shorter and meaner but not always trying to be. always thinks she can do things better and she CAN but she cant make friends for shit. mean to protect herself. cries herself to sleep. misses home so desperately. wants to feel beautoful. doesnt until piper who stomps into school without even TRYING, without the pretty clothes or the shaving her face or doing fuck all

and drew HATES HER she is immeidately beloved and top game and friends everywhere and she doesnt even brush her fur drew wants her DEAD

and dreams about her every night

was toying with a couple things for nefera de nile but no. will needs to wake up alone in that tomb

cecil is ust straght up a normie lol.

he is literally a mini victor frankenstein hes just buckshit insane and so so good at fucking things up that he has created life four separate times in for separate ways to the point that everyone was like okay you jhave to go here

you are a hazard to society we cant handle your freak ass and they would love you

and hes genuinely such an autistic weirdo that he fits in fine everyone thinks hes just done enough experiments on himself to become a monster

theyre not entirely wrong

hes obsessed with will and will is a little bit into it thats why theyre friends

also cecil managed to revive a scarab will was buried with and he cries and it makes him feel tethered to this time for the first time

just straight up witch lou ellen yeah that work s for me

via my friend: "and what kind of monster are you to attend here?" "oh! im pagan :))"

genie reyna stuck in a lantern world with her sister and the weirdness of the lantern world for YEAAAARSSS both trying to survive until the lantern is knocked over by percy…just cracked…she is free to live while her sister twists into a shade inside….she comes back for her sister as soon as she learns how but its too late by then…hylla is twisted beyond recognition and reyna almost detroys the monster world desperately trying to bring her back

okay lee is easy. will is just trying to live his life and slowly he is adjusting and one day there is a new zombie at school with his fucking brother's face :)) absolutely no mortal memories, has been a zombie for decades and all his memories are from his zombie life. but thats lee. and will gets his whole world shattered again because lee is back like he prayed would happen but lee is no longer his brother

i dont have anything specific for kayla or austin but i really like the idea of them being older ghosts that died young and will kind of adopts them because they miss the past like he does and he is close enough to death that he can communicate with them in a different way

yes i like that theyre ghosts

GROVER

thats easy tho hes a plant monster

no extra lore for him he doesnt need any

he can be a little evil tho

as a treat

thats everybody i think!!

how embarrassed would yall be on my behalf if i started talking abiut a monster high au.

[windsweptinred]

Enough of using the werewolf as a representation of mans repressed ‘inner beast’. 

Let's see that ferocious lunar beastie as a metaphor for menstruation. Enslaved to the cycles of the moon. A painful monthly transformation. A time where rage and hunger rule the body and mind. 

Werewolves 🤜🤛 Menstruators

[lucabyte]

i CANNOT stress enough how incompatible the themes of these two pieces of media are. i promise my media literacy ability is actually good im well aware that these character mappings are absolutely nothing. that said. play with me in this space. in this sopping wet miserable space. its bad luck to kill a piou piou

original screenshots (and hypnosis 1904) for reference

[asthedeathoflight]

Theres smth about how Louis' whole narrative of Paris is in service of the climactic moment of Armand saving him at the trial, and the revelation that he didnt do that reveals that Louis' whole concept of who Armand is is on some level false, compared with the fact that when Armand starts telling Daniel about his history unprompted he chooses to introduce himself executing a vampire for violation of the great laws, and goes on to explain that the only person who had ever really loved him before Louis had abandoned him. Almost like maybe he thought Daniel would figure out what he did, and was trying to pre-emptively explain why he did it.

[chibishortdeath]

Recent doodles cause I was sick so obviously I had to give that to the vampire hunter man. The transfer was mostly successful btw, the headaches are less frequent d(^^)

Text and other ranting ⬇️

This one has no text. It’s just Simon waking up a little feverish— I was going to draw him getting out of bed and other longer character interaction comic stuff, but I uh was also having the head pain at the time 💀💀💀. Maybe someday later.

Simon is in like a robe or housecoat and saying “I-I’m all alright” and there’s a bit in parentheses under him that says “says guy who is clearly ill”. Then there’s a littler doodle of him doing the unsteady walk you do when you’re sick sometimes in his pjs—

The text is as follows: (Christopher) “oh my god— Simon, go lay down you are burning up.” (Simon) “immokayy” (Christopher) “you are swaying on your feet please—”. I think Simon would probably deny that he was anything less than in perfect health even when visibly not 💀. Or do the thing of “I’ve had worse” or “I can handle it” and like no, sir, what you’ve missed here is that part of handling it is rest, go lay down!!! Also Christopher is here because I just wanna see all the Belmonts getting to be a family and have significantly less responsibilities to deal with. Good lord do these guys need just a fun slice of life everyone is alive and well and we threw them into modern times AU holy shit… And also Christopher is Mr. Dad Guy Belmont, he’s definitely the guy out of all of them to be harping on someone to take care of themselves. Idk I feel like he gets extra dad vibes having been the guy allowed to be a dad on screen lol. Although I could see most of them doing this for someone though, so Simon has to go through like a whole maybe 5 other dudes insisting that he go rest and following him to make sure he’s alright. That whole denial thing is not going to work 💀. I’m thinking maybe I should draw that huh, ok another one on the ever growing list—

[xxplastic-cubexx]

Count Xavier and Count Lehnsherr - SIGN ME UP

count xavier and count lehnsherr lore...

you lot figure that i grow weary......

[harbingersecho]

Lasombra fashion show?

Now how did you know I've been meaning to draw fashion 'shows' for all the clans…?

But! Here's some Lasombra fashion stuff for you!

+ bonus because I love bullying Lasombra abt their tech issues (: