#ch: vera

[lightning-will-bovino]

‘ kisses ‘ - Vera :3

Lambo kissed Vera a good-night kiss right by her door of her home. "A kiss to seal a good date. Don't you think~?"

[soulkilledpseudointellect]

[orionhere]

Noctis' affection story is so domestic and chaotic I honestly can't believe it (well, as domestic as you can with Noctis)

I often find myself giggling and snorting bc he's such a fun guy. He has Kamui's personality but more violent (So a mix between Kamui & Camu?) and also a ✨HIMBO✨

He attac, he protecc, but most importantly, he can bake

SPOILER from his affection story below:

(This became so long lmao I really love his interaction with Skk)

Important note: I can only read a little of chinese & with help of translator lol, so I'm so sorry if there's some mistranslation. Also his affection story is after Sands of Wrath event, so beware of spoilers from the main chapter!

Skk and Noctis work part-time in a store (bar?) on Pure Zone as a bartender and chef respectively. Pure Zone is an area that is safe for the human environment because of the blue Tower that purifies the Punishing Virus (Spiral of Chronos chapter).

Turns out it was because Nikola asked the Skk to "take a break" by helping out at the conservation area. Also to gain more publicity with the people in the Pure Zone.

With how famous Skk is, it's easier to attract customers' attention.

"Customer A: Your smile please."

"Customer B: And don't forget, the most important thing is to add a little bit of love."

Noctis being a knight in shining armor always meddles in the middle to stop the customers from pestering Skk too much lmao

After the store closed, Skk and Noctis tried to make their specialties. In this case, Noctis tried to make his special homemade hash browns and Skk tried to make a special drink. Both of them exchanged their "creation" and tried it together.

Hilariously, it ended in failure lmao

"So sour!! Commandant, what did you add to this drink?!"

"Yours too!! There's enough sugar on this hash brown to last the store for a year!"

Not believing the other's comment, they tried to taste their own dish.

" …. Let's just throw them…"

Noctis makes Skk a personal dish for lunch. When a customer saw the dish, they wanted Noctis to make it for them. But Noctis refuses.

"No no no, this is a private meal. We don't sell it in our store."

"Just a little bit please?"

"No means no. And don't make things difficult for Commandant here. This guy had a busy day and didn't have time to eat!"

Also, Noctis used all the ingredients that the boss just brought back to make Skk's meal (more cursing from the boss but he ignored it & ate together with Skk lmao)

Then we have a Karen here (lol) who asks where the chef is. The name is Sykes (I think). Said the "homeless pancakes" (?) that the store sells are not the same thing that he used to eat when he was wandering and accused the store of fraud. Many customers are afraid of Sykes or refuse to involve themselves with Sykes. This caused the store's income to decrease.

OKAY BUT THERE'S THIS SCENE WHEN SYKES WANT TO INTIMIDATE SKK BUT NOCTIS STANDS BETWEEN THEM TO HIDE SKK. BUT NOCTIS IS SO TALL, SKK NEED TO STAND ON TIPTOE SO THEY COULD PEEK OVER NOCTIS' SHOULDER AND CONTINUE TO ASK SYKES TO GIVE THEM A WEEK ASDFJSKKS

More Skk & Noctis' chaotic kitchen shenanigans

Noctis couldn't form the mixture like in the recipe with a mold, so Skk suggested using his hand to manually shape the mixture.

"Are you trying to choke someone to death…"

Skk went to Noctis' side and helped him mold the mixture by grabbing his hand and instructing him step by step which make Noctis blush.

Skk wipes the crumbs and flour from Noctis' cheeks with a towel hshshshshshs-

A customer asks Noctis if he could 'surprise' them. Not knowing the meaning, he asks Skk and they replied that the customer want another dish. Noctis offers his homemade hash brown which Skk asks if Noctis finally mastering the said dish.

"Huh? Nope. I don't have the time. Just let them eat that poison-"

Skk then proceed to cover his face with a towel and rub it as hard as they could lmao. "Comm *—mph!* – mandant! Stop! I *gasp* can’t b–breathe! *pant*"

That night, Noctis asks the boss to use the Bluefin Tuna that the boss brought back. He thought that Noctis gonna use the fish for Sykes' dish, but turns out it was for Skk's dinner. More cursing from the boss (HE ALWAYS TRIES HIS BEST & USING THE BEST INGREDIENTS FOR SKK'S MEAL IM CRYING)

Skk was worried that Noctis was pushing himself. But Noctis refute that, saying that he likes the challenge and enjoys making the pancake. Then Noctis asks back how Skk was holding up with how they have to smile and chat to customers all day as a bartender. Skk assure him it was part of the job, as long the customer isn't Sykes.

"That's pretty tough. …… Want to switch? I'd like to try to manage the bar too."

"Okay, try to smile."

"Noctis was a little flustered but managed to squeeze out a smile at your request. It feels like staring at a great white shark."

(Imagine you were drinking in a bar, and ask the bartender for a smile. This is how he smiles at you)

(Gorgeous)

Remember when Skk tried to make their own special drink? Turns out they make an adjustment by adding 40 shots thanks to a customer who suggested it to them. Drunk Skk

"40 shots?! Isn't that the same as wine …… OK, I'll ask around tomorrow to find which genius suggests such an idea."

Noctis then give Skk his special homemade hash brown. But because Sykes' matters, he doesn't have time to improve his dish.

Which results Skk throwing up.

"How is it, Commandant? After you vomited it out, do you feel more awake now?"

Drunk and angry Skk swings a chair at Noctis.

"Who on earth came up with the idea to make Commandant drink 40 shots?! Hey hey hey, Commandant… You can’t be serious, can you?!"

This scared Noctis to the point whenever Skk asks him what happen that night, he always tries to cover it up.

Next day, they went out to ask others about the recipe. They met an old man who used to be a part of the wandering group with Sykes. Turns out the homeless pancake that Sykes want is just some various ingredients mixed together into a weird mixture and baked into pitch black. During that time, canned food and fresh ingredients are very precious and even a luxury.

The old man gestured to Skk to try it, but before they can put it in their mouth, Noctis eats it.

"....Commandant… It's better for you to not try it."

"How can I know what's wrong with it if I don't try it myself?"

More coughing and Noctis pat pat Skk's back

Knowing that Skk is a bit tired from today's walk, Noctis wash the dishes by himself.

Skk was a bit down after finding out about the homeless cake origin, so Noctis tried to cheer Skk up in his own way lol.

"Skk is really kind. If it was someone else, I would probably have said that this is none of my business, and then I would not care about it anymore. After all, thinking about this kind of thing will only add more trouble."

"How is this adding more trouble…"

"That's why I say that Commandant is very kind. You tried your best to do everything for the people on earth, but you still refuse to let yourself go on this matter. If it were me, I wouldn't care at all."

Noctis and Skk wash dishes together.

"This is a pain. Are you gonna help me wash the dishes or not?"

"But you're washing it right now?"

"No way! I don't want to enjoy such good thing alone! So you do it too!"

"…Commandant, if you keep pushing me, I'm gonna stuck in the wall. Tsk, why is the area around the sink so cramped?!"

It was time for Sykes to come back. Noctis finally finish the dish and present it to Sykes with the same recipe from the old man from before. But Noctis refuse to make it as black as the recipe says. "However, this store will never sell that kind of pitch-black food. It is our store principle to make it carefully with the right ingredients and utensils."

Tldr Sykes being a stubborn jerk shouting about 'the real homeless pancake' is the sole reason they're still alive & what Noctis did is just a gimmick to attract more customers.

"We are literally eating all of that stuff. Are they only worthy of being a gimmick to attract customers in the pure zone? Should the past just lie in our memory and become mere talk? Should we just pretend that nothing has happened?!" Basically just Sykes can't let go of the past.

Skk promises all of them to fight hard so they can retake the earth and the Great Arcadia Retreat won't happen again.

Sykes still being a stubborn bastard refuse to let this matter go and tried to attack Skk. But Noctis just stop him in time. It ended up with a bar fight lol

On their last day as a part-timer, while waiting for the boss to arrive in the morning, they decide to make their signature again. This time it was a success.

Skk and Noctis give the recipe to the boss so he can add it to the menu. He asks what it's going to be called.

"Vegetable Storm."

"Super Hash Brown!"

"I definitely don't want that kind of name on my menu. How about calling it '<Name>' and 'Noctis'? It's a good combination. And it added some emotional value."

Because of the last bar fight, they need to replace some furniture. They change the door to a new one, but Noctis painted graffiti on it because the color doesn't match the store. Skk also bought a lucky cat from Kowlong but Noctis modified it into a shark because it doesn't match the store's style. (Lucky shark??😂)

Noctis daydreams about life after Punishing virus is gone.

"These past few weeks felt like a dream. No missions, no enemies, no emergencies, no equipment for maintenance, not even weapons to use. Every day I'm with Commandant, taking orders, cooking, chatting…"

"Are you happy, Noctis?"

"It’s not bad, I’m very happy! I was so happy that I actually didn't want to go back."

"Commandant, do you think we can enjoy this leisurely life for the rest of our lives after the Punishing Virus is gone?"

"Of course we can, we already have the Pure Zone, and one day we will retake the earth completely. And then, you could do whatever you want to do."

"Then let's make a fortune with '<Name> and Noctis'! We could open a store, and then I'll let Commandant be the boss. Then you'll be in charge to manage the bar!" He even plans to open many branches, even on Babylonia (THAT'S SO SWEET WTH-)

The boss being a savage to Noctis lmao.

"Our store will always welcome you back, <Name>. As for Noctis, forget it. I just want you to know that no matter what happens, no matter how it ends, as long as this store exists, your aprons will always be there."

"Don't worry, Commandant is in my hands. When it's all over, we'll definitely come back."

"Maybe at that time, they will no longer be the Commandant of Gray Raven and a member of the Cerberus team. But just '[Name] and Noctis'." (I'M GETTING EMOTIONAL AT THIS LINE FCK)

All in all, this is really a fun and heartwarming story. I haven't finished Sands of Wrath chapter yet, so Noctis' interaction with Skk really caught me off guard. There's still a lot of his interaction that I couldn't fit in here because that's gonna be too long-

Also in the Sands of Wrath chapter, Skk and Noctis called each other 'partner' (In JP dub, he calls Skk 'aibou') I LOVE HIM SO MUCH ASDHFKA😭😭

Noctis is a malewife material you can't change my mind✨💕

[thatdogmagic]

Last year’s Day 31, same prompt, feat @vera-lycaon~

[gortash]

we r so fucking back

[rivrdin]

Láithreach Fíor TR ‘Tru’ handled by Robbie de Vera for Talamh Rivir Stud at the Magnolia County Stallion Showcase hosted by @equus-sims​

Thoroughbred, 4 Years 📍 Talamh, Ireland 🥈 2nd Overall

“Hey, that turned out huh!” Casey says, giving his boss a bit of a nudge. Squinting at the overly bright screen Robbie notes with a bit of a smile that the picture had, in fact, turned out halfway decent considering she most definitely got nipped moments later and Tru was maybe just a wee bit disheveled after an earlier bit of posturing. It’d been a decent day, even with the tantrum the stallion had thrown at being loaded that morning and the hassle of eventually having to load up a travel buddy for him. The ring was small though well-maintained, and the weather held decently through the day with a decent turnout considering how quiet these local shows tended to be.

[woundedwizard]

princess vera having eldest sister syndrome is too painful to read

[ofginjxints]

sinday starter for @lostintra [ vibrations ] our muses are out in public together while my muse has a vibrating toy inside them that is controlled by your muse

Felix's gaze was ahead of him, nothing but the smallest of smirks on his face as he toggled with the settings of the toy on his phone, slowly increasing the intensity. She had let out the smallest of whimpers, legs pressed together and hand reaching out to take his free one. "C'mon, baby, you need a better poker face than that."

[valiantgentle]

oc halloween challenge 2022 ─ ↳ day twelve: the accomplice ─ nina & vera kovac.

The lies stop now, Vera.

[seagrays]

‼️ spoilers for ch 12 of descendants of olympus

"Vera?" Evelyn asked. Her voice sounded young.

Her fingers slipped and she held onto Vera tighter, nails leaving red lines on the back of Vera's hand.

sketch + black & white version below

[lightning-will-bovino]

Suggest sex partners: Vera

"Could you tell me why you're suggesting my girlfriend to me?" Lambo grinned though it looked more like a sly one.

[chenfordspiral]

ch. 40 - baby snuggles and unwanted surprises

More of the first few days of Tim and Lucy being new parents, and having a few visitors over (not all of them are welcome).

February 6-7, 2027

Lunch goes rather smoothly with no crying until almost the very end when Evie decides that the only arms she wants to be in right now are mommy’s, and Tim ends up feeding Lucy the last few bites of her food while she snuggles their baby. Tamara leaves some time around three to meet up with friends and to give Lucy and Tim some much needed and deserved quality time alone with Evie.

Most of their day is spend with more baby snuggles, keeping her fed and happy, and an endless amount of diaper and onesie changes. It’s already dark outside when Tim manages to convince a very reluctant Lucy to let Evie sleep in her baby nest for a little while so she can get some sleep as well, and keeps himself busy by getting their things squared away and stocking up the downstairs bathroom with postpartum essentials for Lucy after ordering some stuff so he can prepare some pads with aloe vera and stick them in the freezer tomorrow.

With everything going on, he’d only now remembered that Lucy’s midwife had mentioned the benefits of ice pads, in whatever form they came, during recovery. Lucy had gotten a few in the hospital, but they had been very uncomfortable for her so she didn’t bother taking them home. Hopefully the homemade version would be a bit more pleasant and actually helpful for her.

They migrate upstairs to the bedroom after Evie’s awake again, and get everything set up for their first night at home with her. At some point Tim remembers that they should probably eat some dinner as well and quickly makes some chicken noodle soup and adds a grilled cheese for Lucy (of course made with cheddar, one of the only cheeses she can eat that won’t cause any issues). And if he thought cravings stopped with the end of Lucy’s pregnancy, he was wrong. Because only an hour later, she’s craving pancakes with strawberries and maple syrup.

“How are you hungry again?” Tim chuckles fondly.

“I’m breastfeeding; it takes a lot of energy to make milk for her. And I really need something sweet right now.”

And he can’t argue with that. She’s literally producing food for their child in her chest, he’ll make her anything she wants to eat at any time. And he even gets a few bites of pancake too, and who could ever be mad about that?

It takes both of them some time to actually fall asleep despite the exhaustion they’re both feeling, but neither can really stop looking at Evie, like they both just need to process that this is all actually real, that their daughter is really here now and sound asleep in her bassinet next to Lucy’s side of the bed.

keep reading on AO3.

[luminnara]

Goddamn, Shit-Sucking Vampires Ch. 17 | Poly!Lost Boys x OC (18+ ONLY)

Vera is an unusually vicious bloodsucker who’s never stuck in one place for very long…until a mysterious feeling pulls her right to the murder capital of the world: Santa Carla, California. Now, she needs to figure out why exactly she’s there, where she fits in amongst the boardwalk’s nighttime denizens, and how to cope with her own personal vampire-related problems. Poly Lost Boys/OC, starts just before the movie *MULTI PART SERIES*

MASTERLIST

CH16 | CH 17 | CH 18

Tags:  @americancowgirl19 @ilikechocolatemilkh @siennanoelle01 @iloveslasher @sylum @reese-bowie  @hornyondwayne @bdudette @yunho-leeknow @ahahanofanks @goth-cowgirl-03

Michael Emerson was tucked safely in bed in his new room that night. Sure, he was a little pissed off about that girl…okay, he was downright agitated. He felt desperate to meet someone, anyone in Santa Carla, and he had his heart set on the cute brunette from the boardwalk. The image of her face was seared into his mind, her smile beaming at him whenever he closed his eyes. He needed to know who she was, and he didn’t care if the guys she hung out with were criminals or low lives or gang bangers. In the morning, he’d go out and look for a job, and in the evening, he’d head to the boardwalk without his annoying little brother so that he might actually have a chance to find his mystery girl and have a real conversation with her.

Yeah, he had it all planned out. He had noticed how the bikers dressed, with their leather jackets and dangly earrings. There was bound to be a spot in town where he could find himself a jacket and some cooler sunglasses than the ones he already owned. If that girl liked bad boys, then he could make himself look the part, couldn’t he? Sam would probably give him shit for it, but he didn’t know anything. He paraded around in oversized designer shirts all day and stuck out like a sore thumb everywhere he went. At least Michael was making an attempt to fit in.

As he tried and failed to get to sleep, he wondered who that girl was. Santa Carla was a weird place full of weird people, but she looked so…nice. So normal. She didn’t look like she should be hanging around guys like that. And what was the deal with her grumpy friend? Michael thought she was hot, too, but more in a way that made him feel like she might cut his balls off, and he wasn’t so sure he was into that…and besides, she had totally made out with the Twisted Sister reject, hadn’t she? And that guy had glared daggers at Michael, so it was probably a better idea not to go after girls with boyfriends. 

His eyes suddenly shot open.

Did the brunette have a boyfriend? 

She hadn’t seemed all that thrilled to climb on the back of Billy Idol’s bike, but the guy hadn’t forced her. She went willingly, away from Michael and straight towards him, but there wasn’t any kissing or groping or even words exchanged. So were they together? Did things like that even matter in Santa Carla? Michael was the new guy in town, and that gang had all been watching him like they wanted to kick his ass just for being there. Backing off would be the smart thing to do, the thing least likely to get him beat up. He knew he should probably just cut his losses and accept that he wasn’t cool enough for a girl who hung out with guys like that, and he knew that he probably didn’t want to get involved with whatever wild shit that gang got into. But was he gonna give up? Was he gonna do the smart thing?

Hell no. 

He rolled over, trying to get comfortable. Yeah, tomorrow he’d go work on his new look, and he’d totally win that girl over. At the very least, maybe if he looked the part, the guys she hung around might respect him. He already had a bike, even if it wasn’t as cool as theirs, and a new city meant that he could leave his old self behind and make something new. The thought was a comfort, and he finally drifted off to sleep, safe and sound, oblivious to the horrors that so often plagued Santa Carla at night. 

-0-

Those horrors had names, of course.

“Marko! Hurry it up!” David snapped from the cave entrance. 

“I’m coming, Christ!” Marko rolled his eyes, letting the pigeon he held in his hand go to fly up to its roost. 

“You pay more attention to those damn birds than you do me,” David sneered as Marko approached. 

“Oh, I’m sorry,” he said, voice dripping with sarcasm. “I didn’t realize I was neglecting you, dear…”

David wrinkled his nose as Marko put a hand on his chest and leaned in, batting his eyelashes. “You’re obnoxious.”

“I’ll be sure to have dinner on the table by four, honey, please forgive me—“

“Hey, uh, what about my dinner?” Paul asked impatiently. “You’re holdin’ us up, David said he had somethin’ exciting planned—“

“Can’t you tell I’m smoothing things over with my loving husband?” Marko snapped at him, dropping the atomic housewife act entirely. 

“Yeah, well I’m hungry!” Paul hissed.

A moment later they were lunging at each other, and Vera was cackling in delight from her perch on Dwayne’s back. David still hadn’t told any of them who he was planning on hunting, but now that they were all back together again and all the sad talk seemed to be behind them, she was just glad to be going out to feed in the first place. She could really go for a bite after such a weird evening. 

Laddie and Star were in bed already, the former asleep while the latter stayed up to read a book and fantasize about the boy she had met on the boardwalk. By the time Vera and David had gotten back from visiting Max, Star had already tucked herself away behind the silks and lace, and they had more pressing matters to attend to than bothering her. 

Like corralling Paul and Marko and encouraging them to at least make their way outside while they fought. 

“Where are we going?” Dwayne asked as he stepped around Marko’s flailing arms, very narrowly avoiding his claws. 

“Back towards town,” David smirked. 

“Who do you wanna go after?” Vera asked, resting her chin on Dwayne’s shoulder as he carried her.

David’s smirk turned into a grin. “Greg and Shelly.”

Dwayne paused in surprise, and then his lips spread into a grin of his own. A dangerous growl started up in the back of his throat, a low, guttural sound that Vera could feel in her very bones. He was already breathing hard in anticipation, the dark brown of his irises melting into that striking, predatory gold that signified shifting. His grip on her legs tightened and she felt claws piercing her flesh, and when she looked at the others, she saw that they were faring similarly. Paul and Marko were back on their feet already, Paul trembling with excitement while Marko gnawed at his thumb, both staring at David with wild eyes. 

He just laughed that cruel laugh and took to the sky. 

Vera could have let go of Dwayne to fly on her own, but he was still holding onto her as he leapt after David. She had to bite her lip to keep herself from laughing at his eagerness to tear Greg limb from limb, and as they flew along the bay, the boys kept filling her head with images of what they wanted to do to their victims. 

Paul was hoping to rip Shelly’s throat out, plain and simple. He’d been waiting forever to finally eat her, and he wasn’t going to waste any time if he got to her first. Marko was planning on gutting Greg like a pig, taking extra pleasure in imagining how his guts would spill out of him and the look on his face when he realized what was happening. David just wanted to tear them both apart, go for a major artery—whichever he found first—and let the blood spray out as their terrified hearts pumped it out for him. 

And Dwayne wanted to pull Greg’s spine out, clean and fast and simple.

Vera felt a shiver run through her. She didn’t know whose thoughts to focus on, the four of them all too excited to quiet down. This was more chaotic than when they had hunted Vernon down, and they were more vicious this time around. She could tell how much they absolutely loathed Greg, and Shelly was just an unfortunate girl who was into the wrong slimeball. 

What’s the deal with these two, anyway? She asked, trying to send her thoughts cutting through the barrage of gore they were all thinking up. She’d encountered the humans before, sure, and they were less than chill, but she got the feeling they had a lot more history than she had seen. 

Greg’s a grade A piece of shit, Paul answered. 

He loves to hate us, Marko added. Thinks he’s real hot shit ‘cause he’s in a surf gang. They tear up our town like they own the place. 

He’s an obnoxious piece of shit who thinks he runs the boardwalk, David drawled. Been on my shit list since the day we met him months ago. It’s finally time to give him a piece of my mind.

Why now? Vera asked. 

Because it’s time we put our foot down. David growled. This is our boardwalk. It’s time we started acting like it again. Things are changin’ and I’m not sittin’ by anymore. 

Yeah! Paul agreed. I’ve been waitin’ for this one for so long…

I know, David grinned, laughing darkly. Now let’s fucking go.

They erupted in a series of shouts that sounded more like howls, too excited to give a shit about being quiet. If anyone down on the ground heard them, they might inclined to think Santa Carla was haunted by some sort of ghouls or banshees…but more than likely, any humans who were still out at such a late hour were too fucked up or too tired to put much stock into the unearthly cries up in the clouds. They were most likely ignored, written off as just another one of those weird Santa Carla things that tended to just happen, and as Vera clung to Dwayne’s back, she found herself glad to be living (un-living?) in a place where vampires seemed able to be themselves.

“There they are,” she heard Paul growl. 

She looked down and saw that they had reached a scruffy stretch of beach, and Vera recognized it as the sort of place young couples drove out to in order to spend some quality time together. The bright lights of the boardwalk were still shining across the water, the roller coaster looking especially beautiful from so far away. Why hadn’t she and the boys ever wandered out that way to relax? It was the perfect spot to bring some beers and have a private party. It seemed like Greg and Shelly might be onto something, if Paul’s nose was right and they were there.

 Sure enough, at the very top of the hill, parked all alone and looking particularly vulnerable, was a tan car…and Vera could see it rocking slightly. 

“Oh, gross,” Marko bared his teeth in an eager grin. 

Dwayne shrugged Vera off of his back and she reluctantly let go of him, hovering in the air as she watched him roll his shoulders. He returned Marko’s grin and then looked at Paul, whose eyes were yellow and wild and full of that crazed hunger they were all feeling, and together, the two of them dove for the car. 

“Quit!” Vera heard Shelly’s laugh from the backseat. 

“C’mon,” Greg said between playful growls, his voice muffled. “Let’s have some fun–”

Marko landed next to the car and gave it a light shove, grinning as he heard Shelly’s heartbeat suddenly speed up. 

“What was that?” she hissed. 

“What was what?” Greg asked. 

 “I thought I heard something…”

And then all hell broke loose, as usual. 

“What is that?” Shelly shrieked as the roof of the car was torn off, Paul and Dwayne each holding a side. 

The air was alive with the scent of terror, Greg and Shelly screaming so loudly that Vera thought their throats might start bleeding. It didn’t matter if they did or not, though–their time had come to an end, and when David landed on the hood of the car and they twisted to look at him, they ran out of things to scream about. 

“C’mon, baby, what’s the matter?” Paul cackled, lunging towards Shelly. “Bat got your tongue?”

Because he did. 

He did have her tongue, clamped between his teeth, bloody and floppy and horrifying as he tore it out of her mouth. She was silent, staring at her attacker with wide eyes, raising a shaky hand to her chin. Blood gushed out, painting her teeth and lips, but she didn’t scream, because she was so far beyond terror that she couldn’t do anything. 

And then Paul and David dove in, and Shelly was history. 

Greg was trying to shout, thrashing in Marko’s grip as he was lifted into the sky. Buckets of blood rained down, Dwayne tearing him open with dark red claws that could never really be scrubbed clean after something like this. Scraps of shredded clothing fluttered down through the air, and by the time Greg’s body was allowed to hit the ground again, it was little more than an unrecognizable chunk of meat. 

Vera, whose very teeth were aching with hunger at this point, followed it down. Her boys were extremely messy eaters, and not particularly good at getting as much out of their meals as possible. When she descended on Greg’s mangled, barely-alive body, there was plenty of blood left for her to enjoy…so she shredded him the rest of the way and had a little fun with it. 

It wasn’t long before they were all satisfied, faces and hands caked in blood, appetites satiated for the moment. The boys were still wild, chests heaving from the rush and the excitement even as they pushed the car into the sea and tossed the corpses in with it. They splashed around in the shallows, shoving each other, wrestling and fighting in the sand. Vera found herself dragged into the middle of it all, crushed beneath Paul as he was thrown down on top of her and hoisted onto Dwayne’s shoulders as he ran from Marko. 

It was as if they hadn’t just murdered and eaten two humans, as if they were just normal people having fun on a summer night. The ocean air was invigorating, filling up lungs that didn’t always need to be filled, egging on monsters that didn’t need encouragement; they were having fun, and they were free, and in that moment, it seemed like there was nothing in the entire world that could change that. 

-0-

“This is the life, huh?” David ginned, arm around Vera’s shoulders. 

She glanced up at him. In the dark of the cave, his eyes seemed even brighter than they usually were, a piercing, unnatural yellow that shone even when there was no light to reflect off of them. 

“You’re in a good mood,” she remarked, leaning down to pull her boots off. 

“Been wantin’ to get rid of those two for a while now,” he said, stepping away to kick his own boots off. “One less annoyance to deal with.”

“Still plenty of others left, though.”

His expression soured. “Don’t remind me.”

“Didn’t think I had to.”

Vera watched as David huffed and then ascended to the rafters in a flash, gripping a beam with clawed feet and immediately crossing his arms over his chest as if he were already asleep. She rolled her eyes at his childish behavior and followed, shoving against his side until he relented another huff and slid an arm around her. 

“Tomorrow, Star’ll find that guy again and that’ll finally be over with.” David grumbled.

“What makes you so sure she’ll kill him right away?” Vera asked.

“You don’t think she will?”

“I think she’s nervous.”

“She can’t afford to be nervous anymore.” He snapped. “If she knows what’s good for her, she’ll take care of puppy dog-eyes and finally join us.”

Vera frowned. “It can’t be fun, being caught in limbo like that. I mean, I don’t see the point in not committing fully at this point…”

“I can’t even remember being a half-vampire.” David shrugged. “Pretty sure I had my first kill immediately.”

“Alright, no need to brag.”

“What?” He smirked. “I was born for this life, baby.”

“Born to sleep all day?”

“And party all night.”

“Hell yeah!” Paul shouted as he flew to his roost, the rafter shaking with the force of his claws gripping it. 

“Y’know, David…” Dwayne said, voice low and grumbly with sleep as he joined them and settled in.

“What, Dwayne?” He asked, sounding irritated.

“…you never told us what Max said earlier.”

David was silent for a moment, grumpily squaring his jaw before he spoke again. “He’s in love with that lady.”

The boys were silent for a moment. 

“You mean like…” Marko trailed off.

“Yeah. I do.”

“The redhead from the shop?” Paul asked, scoffing.

“Yes. That one.” David grumbled.

“So why’s that our problem?” Marko huffed.

“Because he expects us to play nice,” David hissed.

“Because he wants to bring her into the family,” Vera interjected. 

She was met with a series of growls and grumbles, the boys all glancing at each other warily. 

“He sounded serious about it,” she added.

“And let me guess,” Marko drawled, “he expects us to do something about it.”

“…yeah, he mentioned something…”

“He said she’s got two sons,” David sighed. “He said we’ve met them.”

Paul rolled his eyes. “We meet a lot of dudes.”

“I don’t suppose he said anything more helpful,” Marko hissed. 

“Of course not.” David snapped. “But he gave us their names. Sam and Michael.” His jaws parted in a wide yawn as he pulled Vera closer. “Tomorrow night we’ll find them and get a better look at who exactly the old man expects us to play nice with.”

“And Star’ll finally have a decent meal,” Marko grinned. “Big night.” 

“Big night.” David agreed. 

Big night, Vera thought, frowning to herself as she tried to settle in for the morning. 

[zmb1eslut]

Sneaky as a thief he runs on the night,

fast as his blood to keep secrets in the dark.

He didn't knew that rumors...

Rumors spread faster than that.

'Ingenuos for a trickster'

you might think.

'Not unusual for a virgin',

should I add,

but truth be told

it seems like Luke

might have turned into a man.

Teaching him the basics. ch. 0

loser!Luke Castellan.

It was hard not to notice, even at first glance. He had the smile, the confidence and the eloquence of an incognizant sinless guy. Without being pejorative, it was actually quite endearing to see... the way he rarely commented on any girl's feautures, how he skillfully avoided conversations, and how easy, and I mean easy, it was to tease him. He thought it was a secret that he had to keep unknown, but the cabin 10 could never be deceived by an act so poor.

When the youngest teens looked at him with their questions, and we were lucky to be around, we gifted him some firty glances and amused looks to play our part. And he always delivered his, like a smooth ass son of Hermes. He would look away, maybe even wink at one of us, and then kneel in front of the kiddos and say some bullshit conglomerate of words that wouldn't impress any public past the age of 14. Like... seriously not.

And in front of the grownups... he was too much of a gentleman to speak on the matter.

We didn't wanted to push him onto anything. Mainly because we loved the treat of an easy to fluster handsome champion around. But Luly just couldn't keep her hands to herself during a last minute costume designing night. Where they were missed, by the way, the Dionysus kids weren't easy to satisfy when it came to this.

The night ended up fine and we came back laughing under the stars while Chiron was ushing us to go away once and for all.

But there she was, lazily powdering her face when we went back to the cabin. And the smell of perfume could never hide from us the obvious sent of unrepressed lust.

We looked at her in the heaviest of silences, offended and impressed smiles forming on our faces. Her face was almost unreadable.

Luke.

The sweaty air smelled like precision, frustration, detachement and... aloe vera gel...

"Oh, god. He was so fucking boring".

[gortash]

sorry jackie i cant help u today i gotta take selfies in this shitty garage. yeah it's probably gonna take all day

[tristomisto]

So I’ve started writing my first Fanfiction in a while. It’s called Tentacles & Glasses! It’s a self-insert of my self with my f/o Zoe from Monster Prom. I had this idea in a dream about a little overarching plot and mystery and am loving writing it. Right now there are currently six chapters on Fanfiction.net, working on getting an AO3 account to get it on there as well. I’ve rated it as M but it more than likely will end up a T rating when I’m finished. I think it’ll mostly be fluff, I’m not sure how spicy it will be.

My favorite ship of Vicky & Vera also make an appearance. (The scene above absolutely sold me). I may play around with more of that in the story too. While I do have an ending in mind for mine and Zoe’s story, I do love Monster Prom and definitely might write more fluff for it in the future. Feel free to message me about any and all things related to the game or fic, it’s literally one of my favorite things ever. I also get to make stupid memes about it with my friends like this one:

Just a very fun self-indulgent project that brings me lots of joy. Thanks for reading and stopping by my blog. Hope you have a wonderful day <3