#blood ment ;;

[clowniconography]

I Have a Question. About Vampires

and to clarify, i don't care which is the most "historically accurate", i just want to know what you prefer stylistically. also im talking characters that are *already* vampires, since a lot of stories have humans feed off of vampires in order to become one themselves

[neopronouns]

flag id: a flag with 7 stripes, which are dark purple, medium dark faded green, faded green-yellow, dull light yellow, red-pink, red, and dark faded red. end id.

banner id: a 1600x200 teal banner with the words ‘please read my dni before interacting. those on my / dni may still use my terms, so do not recoin them.’ in large white text in the center. the text takes up two lines, split at the slash. end id.

oddexperitgirl/oddexperitwoman: a gender in which one is a girl/woman and that is related to being nonhuman/nonhumanity, weird things, experimental and avant-garde music, blood and gore, being weird/an oddball, experimental/weird art, unreality, and it/its pronouns

[pt: oddexperitgirl/oddexperitwoman: a gender in which one is a girl/woman and that is related to being nonhuman/nonhumanity, weird things, experimental and avant-garde music, blood and gore, being weird/an oddball, experimental/weird art, unreality, and it/its pronouns. end pt]

for anon! the top stripe represents it/its pronouns; the first and second represent nonhumanity; the top four represent weird things, experimental art/music, being weird, and unreality; the fifth represents being a girl/woman; and the bottom two represent blood and gore. the term is 'odd', 'experi' from 'experimental', 'it', + 'girl'/'woman'!

tags: @radiomogai, @liom-archive, @fem-mogai, @narcette, @genderstarbucks, @kiruliom, @sugar-and-vice-mogai | dni link

[clumsyhusky06]

my cat: that perch doesn't look too stable, but it's squishy enough to sink my claws in for stability

me, attached to that squishy thing that is now gushing blood: D:

[barn-dawg]

Rotating the idea of V1 dripping blood onto a dying Gabriel despite machines viewing sharing fuel as a waste in my mind like a microwave

[fefairys]

honestly it’s remarkable the amount of energy i DO have and how good a job i do at like living in my daily life considering i am Literally Constantly bleeding from at least 3 places on my body at all times (right now it’s like 5 or 6 even)

[of-galaxies-and-black-holes]

the thought of kni cutting his hair after the trauma of tesla got to me

[msftsn]

@solivcgant : “   I’m on your side, no matter what. ” things one might need to hear : eiji & lukas.

❛ i know, eiji. i know. ❜ he coughs out, smiling softly at his friend before holding his left side, feeling the smallest amount of blood pool underneath his glove. it'd gone south the moment they discovered that mercenary camp - they had tried to get out by then but it was too late and now here they were, followed and cornered. usually he was a self - sacrificial bastard wanting to feel better about himself by getting hurt. now he was a selfish man that wanted to protect the person he might just call his best (and only) friend. he rests a heavy hand on eijis shoulder, looking into the others eyes for something, anything, only to be met with the stubborn refusal of leaving him behind and abandoning him. his smile softens, gaze almost gentle as he pulls the other into a tight, bone crushing hug. at the end of the day they were two damaged guys doing whatever they could to make it through the day. or so he wants to say, instead his voice is strained but warm when he speaks.

❛ you are my brother, eiji. i'll meet you at the beach. ❜

and with that he pulls away from the hug, glances behind eiji down the small cliff to make sure there were no rocks at the bottom before pushing the other man in the water, yelling a wish for good luck after him before sprinting off towards the opposite direction, hoping to lure their pursuers into the jungle where he could lose them with ease. he can't even remember how many times eiji saved his ass; it was his turn to repay the favor. plus that way the other might be at the beach faster than him so he could enjoy a little bit of their getaways wifi signal.

[neopornouns]

flag id: a flag with 7 stripes, which are black, near-black, dark red-pink, red-pink, medium dark red, dark red, and very dark red. end id.

banner id: a 1550x200 dark pink-red banner with the words ‘minors dni + please read the rest of my dni before interacting. those on my dni may still use my terms, so do not recoin them.’ in large white text in the center. end id.

kinklustgoric: a gender related to blood on one's body, lustfulness, dark kinks, and gore

[pt: kinklustgoric: a gender related to blood on one's body, lustfulness, dark kinks, and gore. end pt]

for anon! the top two stripes represent kinks, the next two lustfulness, and the bottom three blood and gore. the term is 'kink', 'lust', 'gor' from 'gore', + 'ic'!

tags: @mogaigonewild | dni link

[strikerangel]

Flippa asks the group to roll perception while they walk through a dungeon they've already conquered, everyone but trump rolls fairly low, with trump getting a 19. She smiles. "Trump, you are walking through the floor that was previously occupied by goblins. Their bodies are no more. However, you step in something wet and incredibly gooey. You look down, and the first thing you see is pink. And the next? Your own face. As you trail down your body, you begin to notice more and more of them around, all dead in different ways. They're all you, some depicting you as a child but most as you are now. You feel something drip on your forehead. It's viscose and dark. You feel it slide down your forehead and drip onto the floor where it joins the rest of the blood. Roll initiative, everyone!" Everyone else is staring at her in horror, and trump is lamenting his high rolls. Flippa is giggling from behind her hand, and charlie (<- watching from the door, holding snacks) is very proud of her.

[neopronouns]

flag id: a flag with 5 stripes. in order, they are bright red, red, dark red, very dark red, and silver-white. at either edge of the flag, extending from the top of the flag to the bottom, are silver-white stripes, as wide as the other stripes are tall. end id.

banner id: a 1600x200 teal banner with the words ‘please read my dni before interacting. those on my / dni may still use my terms, so do not recoin them.’ in large white text in the center. the text takes up two lines, split at the slash. end id.

bloodrinken: a gender related to drinking blood

[pt: bloodrinken: a gender related to drinking blood. end pt]

day 2 of @revenant-coining's 900 followers event, 'blood'!

the red stripes represent blood and the cup shape represents drinking. the term is 'blood', 'drink', + 'en'!

tags: @radiomogai | dni link

[kiwinatorwaffles]

does anyone else headcanon characters to have chronic epistaxis (nosebleeds) or is it just me

[crash-bump-bring-the-whump]

Whumpril 2023 - Day 10

Ahhh I've missed Lux, he's such a good character!! Lux is @friendlylocalwhumper's oc!

TWs: captivity, imprisonment, blood mentioned

Shiver | Breathless | "I'm scared."

The young mage in front of Mariano had been shaking since the night before. He'd curled up in the corner of their shared cell after being tossed back in. It was obvious he hadn't given their captors what they'd wanted--the bruises and blood spotting on the back of his shirt spoke volumes.

He was sniffling, but he wasn't crying. He was curled in on himself, curls trembling as he breathed, but it wasn't the rough shaking of someone unused to these circumstances. He'd been routinely beaten before.

That mage was too young to know how to cope with this.

Mariano shifted where he sat against the hard concrete walls. Heavy footsteps walked past their steel door, purposeful but leisurely. The guards passed by every fifteen minutes. He waited until they faded.

"Hey." Mariano started, his own voice muffled by the remnants of a bloody nose from earlier. The young mage looked up, blue eyes wide as they met Mariano's. "I'm Mariano. What's your name?"

The mage hesitated. He was used to watching out for himself, and names were important. "...Lux."

Mariano didn't move closer. Lux didn't need more people invading his space. "Lux, pretend to be asleep the next time they come in." He said, keeping his voice low.

"Wh...what?" Lux's voice wobbled as he readjusted how his arms were wrapped around his knees.

Mariano glanced back at the door. They still had a few minutes before the next round. "Let me take them. Pretend to be asleep."

Lux looked at Mariano for a good minute, seemingly trying to figure out what his angle was. The mages here were cautious, and prioritized survival. They couldn't trust just anyone. "Why?" He finally asked.

"They've been hard on you. Haven't even broken out the whip on me, yet." Mariano said, finally looking back at Lux. "I've got someone coming for me soon, he's just a day or two away. I can handle it."

Mariano couldn't read the expression that passed over Lux's face. Disbelief? Distrust? Hope? It was there and gone before he could nail it down. "...Fine." Lux settled on after a soft hum. "Okay. If you're sure."

Mariano smiled, small and stiff. Some tension fell from Lux's shoulders as he settled back into his huddle. The shivers that had been constantly crawling up his back seemed to slowly die down.

When the guards came around the next time looking for someone, Mariano upheld his offer. He fired his magic at them, aiming wide. He didn't need to hit them. When terrified, furious eyes locked onto his smirk, he knew he didn't even need to say anything.

The getting punched in the face and hauled out of a cell had never tasted so sweet.

[formalmess]

i'm curious now. what is the darkest fic you have written

hmm.... well, only issue there is that i've compiled a list of 22+ fics i've written that could compete for the title, so i can't tell you one for certain. and of course, that answer might change depending on what element of darkness/horror scares you the most.

(INCOMING: long musings and thoughts abt darkness and horror in fics below, plus references and direct dialogue from GRAPHIC, unhappy, angsty stories. if reading about mario characters in distress makes you sad, please don't read. please, oh please, proceed with caution if you keep reading...)

i think something about horror that is so interesting is how differently some people approach it.

does gore squick you out the most? how about manipulation? psychological torment? jumpscares? horrifying implications? betrayal? alien lifeforms? body horror? there are so many facets to horror, and something one person might find fascinating, another might find appalling, and vice versa.

it's also what i think makes horror so compelling to explore in a fictional setting: emphasizing our inherent human fears into something fantastical and horrific, something to make us squirm in our seats.

for example, in everyday life, we might feel betrayed if a friend talks behind our back, but what happens if we amplify those feelings tenfold? as such, i've written a sum of stories that primarily center around manipulation, psychological torment, and the aftermath of betrayal. for me, i've always found those stories the scariest, whether in my writing or in popular media.

"How could you let this happen?" Luigi's words came first upon the realization, screaming as though someone else were in control of his voice. Hot tears streamed down his face, the anguished man wailing and sobbing, feeling nothing but the overwhelming need to hurt someone: to somehow find a way to make someone pay and avenge the mistake that had been made. "ANSWER ME!" --2020

You tried to block it all out. It would be over soon, it would be over soon, so please, please stop screaming, please, please, please, you didn’t want to do this-! --2020

there's also horrifying implications. i love to mess around with universes and worlds where things are uncanny, or plain wrong. perhaps a rift in the universe has left everything out of sorts?

or, more specifically, someone has been trying to create clones of you after murdering you in an act of desperate passion, but they keep falling and all of the clones resent their misguided creator... hahaaa..

He wanted to make another right then and there, but he couldn’t bring himself to. He wanted to tear his hands off and banish his dreaded ability of creation. He wished he couldn’t do this anymore. He sat there, alone, drowning in guilt as he sobbed loudly. Any bastardized copy wouldn’t suffice, no matter what he tried.

He jumped a bit, nearly slipping on the mystery residue at his feet. As soon as his vision got adjusted with the darkness, he fought the urge to scream in terror. If it weren’t for the fact that the other person across from him were upside down, and that their jaw was lopsided from their face, he would have sworn he was looking into a mirror. He was gazing right into a pair of dead, soulless eyes. And they were his own. --2020 [same fic as above]

manipulation? torment? why not.

"Now… you don't want your dearest brother to get hurt, now do you? You wouldn't do anything at all to jeopardize his safety." A smile. "Isn't that right, Mario?" --2021

and, based on people's impressions to FYE, at least, angst always lends itself well to horror, doesn't it? regret? grief? people being scared and sad together? it's a most deadly combination.

He damned the jester as he sat alone in the claustrophobic space with only Peasley’s rotting corpse as his company, wishing for death as the stench of spoiling fibrous flesh filled his nose. He sniffled, beginning to sob, fidgeting ever so slightly as he thought about how if he had only been stronger, only been quicker, this could have been different. They could have escaped the clutch of the void's songbird call. And he could have saved his beloved husband's life. --2021

and of course... gore. gore is pretty self-explanatory.

With a final sickening crunch and tear, the prince's neck was sliced clean off his shoulders, rolling away from the rest of his body with an unceremonious thud. --2018

With his caught in between the descending platform and the ground, there was no stopping what came next. With a sickening crunch, it pressed down, hard. It pulverized his arm beyond dust: gore and blood pooling from the spot as he screamed in anguish. Shock made him go numb. His vision was hazy. --2020

'starland', which is on my ao3, was actually going to be far more gorey than fye. but, alas, i lost the muse for that one. maybe someday, it will be continued...

and there's been many other generally dark stories as well. to provide just an inkling of context, i've written many before and after fye about dimentio being a general awful person to luigi and others, killing and torture abound. i've written a lot about super dimentio too! they're a really fun fusion to analyze. side fun fact: if you've read 'love like you' on my ao3, i have written a 'bad end' version of that... for full angst potential, you know.

i've also written plenty other "horror movie" versions of the mario franchise too. if you see fye as the "saw" of the mario universe, then i have others for various different franchises. i also have one piranha plant gijinka i made in 2018 who is an actual menace to society. whatever page he graces, he creates a mind-bending squickfest full of viscera. i know i have made various people sick with the fics i feature him in.

but to answer your question, my personal pick for my darkest fic is one i have is called 'tender', written in late 2021 — which was a working title as some point, but now it has stuck. while not very gorey, it is very heavy on the psychological torture and torment that scares me (personally) the most. in addition, it is one i will always only keep between me and my innermost circle of trusted comrades. the reason why? well, i actually haven't really written a darkfic since then, because i thought after finishing, "i've done it. i've written the darkest fic known to man" and thought there was no way i could possibly outdo myself. and since then, i have not been able to! makes my tummy twist just thinking about it. true horror there, that one.

context for these dialogue pieces? context for the fics i've alluded to? no....... you will simply have to draw your own conclusions... mwahahahah!!!!!!

or come and chat with me, haha! i'm always happy to talk about horror, but i like to do it outside of posting publicly since i know this is certainly not everyone's cup of tea.

well, i think that's a sufficient answer. here's to even more dark fics in the future!

[oc-aita]

AITA for not paying for a sex worker's services?

(TL;DR at the bottom)

By the title alone, I sound like the asshole, and I'm aware of that. But please, listen.

I (23M) wasn't exactly looking for sex the night it happened. I was looking for something to eat, and by that, I mean blood to drink, because that's vampire business for you. Then, wandering around, I found this one guy (~20M), who seemed kinda... lost? Out of place? I don't know, but from looks alone, he was the perfect food source for tonight.

I don't really go straight to the neck, I usually make small talk, and try to make the other person feel comfortable, which is not that difficult, actually. I don't know, vampiric charm? Not sure. But the point is, this guy ended up telling me how much it would cost for a few hours of "fun", and considering I haven't had "fun" in a while, I was like. Uh. Sure! Since I had some money on me. There wasn't any motels near us, and it was late at night, so we just went to an alleyway next to us. It was a really great experience.

Here is the thing, though: I was, indeed, fucking him against a wall, and when we were close to climax, I took the chance and bit him. I was hungry, so I guess I drank a bit too much, plus the... heat of the moment? But the point, after we finished doing the thing, he stood up on his own for a moment, and fainted! As you can guess, I freaked out, I may drink blood but I'm definitely not killing someone from blood loss, even if I know the police will never be able to discover it was me (police here fucking sucks at investigating, anyway). I dressed us both quickly, looking extremely messy, and I rushed him to the nearest hospital. My twin brother (23M) was there as a medical practitioner (thing I didn't knew beforehand and if I did I would probably have not went to that hospital because I have been specifically avoiding him, but that's not the point), so I quickly explained what happened (he's a demon, thus there is no point in hiding the truth like I would do with a human), and as soon as he told me the guy would be okay, I ran away as fast as I could.

I later realized when I was at home and my roommate (24F) asked me why I was looking "like I was spun in a washing machine", I still had my money, which meant I didn't paid him for his services at all. I feel really bad for it because that guy needs to eat somehow, but at least I brought him to the hospital instead of leaving him passed out in an alley, I guess. So, AITA?

TL;DR: I'm a vampire, I was looking for blood to drink, I picked a sex worker as "prey", we ended up having sex, I also drank from him and then he fainted due to blood loss, I brought him to a hospital, and I left him there without realizing I didn't paid him.

[glambots]

Mer Sun gets a nosebleed and thinks he’s dying

You’re trying to tip his head forward into a handkerchief and Moon is trying very hard not to bite but also if Sun is dying he might as well not waste food-

I thought you were supposed to tilt your head back! Either way, now you're trying to keep them from squabbling from Moon "helpfully" trying to eat his brother's face.

[neopornouns]

flag id: a flag with 9 stripes, which are near-black, dark red, very dark red, red, bright red, red, very dark red, dark red, and near-black. end id.

banner id: a 1600x130 dark pink-red banner with the words ‘minors dni + please read the rest of my dni before interacting.’ in large white text in the center. end id.

a blood kink flag for anon!

the format is inspired by the leather flag format and uses colors from the bloodkinkic flag.

tags: @mogaigonewild | dni link