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PAIRING: Vergil/(Fem)Reader. WARNINGS: MDNI/18+ ONLY. Belligerent Sexual Tension. WORD COUNT: 4,676. SUMMARY: He didn't even like strawberries. He just liked to piss you off.

A/N: first ever fic i ever posted on ao3 which is nuts. vergil brainrot never dies.

DMC MASTERLIST

If you were to look back on yourself years ago, the thought of your current position in life sounded preposterous. A fairy-tale, fantasy even. Who in their right mind would take up demon-slaying as their primary job?

You, apparently.

Four years beforehand was the beginning: you had set out, armed with a baseball bat as ghoulish creatures had raided your hometown. You were a newbie, so incredibly under-prepared, and came out of that fight wounded and traumatized, but ultimately victorious. It was a start, no one was ever perfect as a beginner, you made mistakes, but weeks later you made your mind up and decided you wanted to kill these monsters for they did to your home and all those people. After all, it was the least you could in honor of their memory and for your guilt in surviving.

You could remember the ache in your back from being hunched over your computer looking up workout routines, the pain of ice-filled baths to relieve your soreness from pulling muscles after strenuous workouts and fights, and the scars on your body throbbing from one too many near-fatal fights with demons. You were human, painfully human, you had realized that particular notion after nearly breaking your hand socking a demon in the jaw. It was then that you realized you couldn't fight hand-to-hand combat with some demons (why did you even try anyway?) and you needed a weapon, one that was not a baseball or an axe that was on its last life. You needed a gun.

There you met her. Nico. 

Two and a half years into your self-employment, Nico came speeding into your life. Literally, she almost ran you over.

You had to explain yourself that no, you were not a demon, you were just a carrying carcass because it was a good alternate to weight-lifting because you didn't have any weights. She had looked at you like you were stupid, eyes squinting and cigarette ash falling from the smoke in-between her lips and onto the road before asking, "You a demon hunter?"

Well, you didn't necessary call yourself that, but, whatever, you told her yes.

Nico grinned after that and introduced herself, telling you that you were lucky for her bumping into you. You wouldn't necessarily call that 'bumping into you' and how you were lucky from almost being flattened like a cartoon character on the side of the road? You had not one clue, but you took her word for it in the end. 

Through her you met Nero, a young man – you had believed he was an old man at first because of his hair, to which he got fussy about while Nico was hysterical in the background – and learned that he too was a demon hunter, a rather good one at that; miles better than you. Of course, the glowing claw-tipped arm told you there was more to him than you knew, but you didn't push it, not when he convinced Nico to make you a weapon so you didn't look like a Neanderthal running around with a wooden baseball beating demons with it. 

"It'll cost ya, I don't just do handouts," she had told you, blowing cigarette smoke into your face. A test you presumed.

Nero looked ready to interject at that, but you spoke up before another loud argument broke out while fanning away the smoke.

"I'll pay you anything you want."

Nero looked at you like you had just sold your soul – you probably did – while Nico smiled and stubbed her cigarette out with the tip of her boot. "I always knew I liked you."

She had made you a bayonet, a gorgeous onyx one held that objective affection towards. You had thanked her, giving a hefty amount of cash and practically skipped off ready to use your new baby. However, you were not a good shot since you almost shot Nero in the head – more times than you would like to admit. 

That's when you met him. Dante, the Legendary Demon Hunter – though he didn't like to go by that, Nico called him that albeit never even meeting the man. And your teacher you guessed, not like he did any teaching standing off to the side occasionally throwing jokes at you and trying to hold his laughter back when you missed a target by a couple of feet. But still, he meant well. 

Nero had practically held you by your scruff in front of Dante like some lost puppy and told him everything he knew about you, up to how shitty of a shooter you were, but were able to wrestle demons down in a fight. The aged man scratched the scruff adorning his chin and looked you up and down before sighing.

"Okay, but I can't pay ya."

What was with these people and money? Dante didn't pay you, and Nico would sometimes charge out the ass. Of course, you later learned Dante didn't pay you not because he was Eugene Krabs incarnate, but because he literally had no money and was in debt. You wondered if he even paid taxes.

(Though coming to find out Dante's true agenda behind being in debt – aside from the mountainous supply of pizza and booze he spent it on – you didn't bring it up, opting to keep your thoughts and mouth to yourself and just taking your duct of the pay from Morrison, Lady or Trish when you had the chance.) 

Your 'demon hunter' status was well-off after that, you had teammates – meeting your favorites: Lady and Trish – your skills only increased, and you were basically employed at Devil May Cry. Life was fine until a giant fucking tree sprouted out of the ground in Red Grave City, and it was your hometown incident all over again. Dante, Lady, and Trish had went missing in May of that year leaving you with Nico and Nero, as well as the odd new member V, and his talking pet demon Griffon. You did not converse with him that well, he was quiet and you appreciated that since you often had to hear Nero and Nico's arguments, or worse, Dante's and Lady's. Still, you remained polite to him as long as he was to you, perhaps that's why you felt a little melancholic when he never returned after leaving with Dante and Nero that one time only a month after knowing him. Maybe you were sad at the thought that he died, given Nero and Nico had made a companion out of him and you were feeling sympathetic for them.

Then again, maybe you were sad for Nero since his father was apparently V, but was not V, ripped his arm off, was the reason behind the Qliphoth, fought his own father, then watched as his father and his uncle jumped into Hell to stop the roots from the tree from spreading any further out of the city. You had blinked when he relayed it all to Nico and you, astonished he seemed happier. You supposed it was understandable, he had found out that he did have family left (sometimes you had wondered if Dante was his father given the striking similarities and the relationship between them) and his arm... grew back. You didn't question it when you watched him later on pull out an old book with a V engraved on the front and flip through the pages with a ghost of small smile on his lips. If Nero was content, then all your complaints dissolved. 

You weren't exactly so content cleaning up someone else's mess, but you reminded yourself that you wished someone had done it for you back then. As well having Morrison technically being your boss for the time being, you had to listen to him and take jobs from him. 

It was months later when Dante came back, appearing in the middle of Devil May Cry through a random portal. You expected nothing less from someone like him, yet you still remained apprehensive scowling at the azure rift breaking reality. Out of it sooner than you expected came Dante, swaggering while looking like he never wanted to do it again and –

Who was that?

"Babe! Didn't expect to see you here, you been keeping the place clean for me?" Dante started out, walking towards you with his arms spread. It almost looked like he was going in for a hug, yet you knew Dante wasn't exactly the type for physical contact and your expression probably wasn't the most welcoming then. You didn't know if it was from your frazzled mask or him just being him, but he stopped mere feet away from you, holding up his hands in mock surrender as you regarded, "Relax, it's just me and Verg."

'Verg'. Vergil. It was him, Nero's father and Dante's elder twin. It was the first time you had laid eyes on him, though you listened to him and untensed. You took that time to not so discreetly take in the new face in front of you. 

And boy, was he a sight. 

The genes that ran in the family of Sparda must've been something other-worldly (literally). You can see the similarities in the twins: their hair the same shade, yet they both opted for a different approach on how they styled it with nearly the same type of face structure and same color in their eyes – however a different type of glint and feeling in them. They were of the same height, yet it looked like the eldest was a tad taller and you weren't too sure if it was due to his hair perhaps the boots he was wearing. Their choice of wear completely differed too, much in the sense of the colors they wore and the amount of skin they were willing to show; whereas Dante donned a regular Henley shirt with the beginnings of his chest exposed, his brother dressed himself completely covered in an odd vest, you didn't know where he had gotten, with the zipper all the way up to his chin with the only skin showing being his face and parts of his hands and fingers. Other than that, they seemed to like the leather pants combo too and it was easy to tell they were brothers. 

You didn't miss Dante's red coat, and Vergil's blue one. 

Truly the same blood, but completely different people. 

You were still staring at him, perhaps like a little too long than you would've liked to have admitted, but you were having trouble wrapping your brain around the fact you were in the presence of the man that ripped your friend's arm who was also his dad, who also caused Qliphoth rising and then jumped into Hell and was back with his brother, who seemed to have settled that... 'difference' he had with him enough to bring him back to Devil May Cry...

You stared, mastering a poker face through years of being alone. 

He stood rigidly in the middle of the room as if he was a statue, a white-knuckled grip on his sword with stiff shoulders as he eyed the room warily before landing on you. He looked down at you with a furrowed brow and a scowl like you were bug he was ready to step on. His presence was so... icy compared to Dante feeling so warm. They truly were polar opposites; the Red Oni and the Blue Oni. As you stared the more handsome he got and you could see how he was able to father a child – a child who looked so much like him, it was uncanny. Then he opened his mouth.

"What are you looking at?”

Why were you not surprised?

You did not like him. His voice fit him perfectly; so cold, and just so Vergil. It was slightly nasally and not like the husky tones of Dante's, but you knew his voice could instill fear into grown men and anyone else. However, you were not swayed, instead overcome with the backhand of his attitude.

Dante put up a hand before you could open your mouth and fire off a retort. Vergil wasn't even asking, it felt more like a demand to know why you were blatantly ogling him. You didn't answer, only throwing back an attitude with a tsk! and whipping your head around from his smartass. He didn't retaliate, stepping away from the scene and dismissing you like you were still nothing more than little bug underneath his boot. You had watched him walk away, glaring at the back of his head through the sides of your eyes. Dante, meanwhile, only laughed patting your shoulder looking a little too happy.

"I think you'll get along just great."

You did not get along 'just great'.

After that, it was a series of events...

Once you decided to be courteous for Dante and take his laundry with yours, to which Vergil all but dumped his dirty ass clothes on you as well. Literally, he just dropped them in your arms and you had struggled to catch them (why did you anyway?).

You had glared, fingers gripping the insanely nice fabric of his coat as he stood but two feet away from you, "Why should I?"

Vergil had the nerve to look down at you again, features as stunning as ever in the low light of the shop and his expression betraying nothing but that stoic exterior he was known for, yet you saw a minimal raise to one of his eyebrows, "Are you not offering?"

"I'm offering Dante."

"Then your common courtesy is a lie?"

He really had a retort for everything, didn't he? You scowled at him and pinched his coat between your fingers, "That's rich coming from you... but sure," you stuffed it down into the basket, balling it up extra measure to piss him off, "Anything for you, your Highnass."

You didn't give him time to reply, walking out with as much dignity as you could knowing you had given in and were going to do his laundry. Though he didn't know you kept his coat longer in the dryer to absorb as much static as it could, and you balled it up again to get as many wrinkles as you could in it. 

(You were sure he knew though, if that Stanley Kubrick stare you got returning it was anything to abide by.)

As you left, you could hear Dante sigh.

"Have you ever heard of please? And have you ever actually talked to a woman before?"

There was another time you were just standing next to him, then suddenly your cheek was squished up against his bicep and body nearly compressed under his weight as he slammed you both into a nearby wall. You didn't think that perhaps he was shielding you from the rampant rage of a demon, more annoyed with the fact your bruised nose was getting the horribly intoxicating scent of his cologne, or whatever it was, and you could feel the disturbing way his lean body molded into your own.

"...Vergil."

All you got was a slight tilt of his head. 

"Get your big ass off of me."

That got you the frosty glare you had been waiting for, the silvery tint in his eyes not something you were unfamiliar with or afraid to look into it. Vergil regarded you for but a few short moments, eyes darting around every inch of your face before quietly speaking, "I expected a thanks, not an insult for saving your frail self."

'Frail'? Whatever, you weren't about to argue with him thinking you were a dainty daffodil. He had eventually lifted off of you after you vouched out you had to pee because he was pressing on your bladder, the man looking – dare you say it – embarrassed over it as well.

Afterwards, it was another of Dante’s input.

“I need you to tell me how you had Nero, because this is just sad.”

It was a constant back and forth, though the times you randomly turned around and Vergil was just glaring at you nearly looking like he wanted to combust were the oddest of his vampire-like behavior. You figured perhaps he was plotting your demise, though it started getting weird whenever you turned around and he was inches from your face.

You didn’t like to think too hard about those.

Whether it was awkward van rides with you staring at him seeing if you could piss him off, him taking away a demon kill from you at the last second, you 'forgetting' to wash his laundry, him spreading out on the couch in the world's biggest man-spread so you had no place to sit, it was a constant back and forth. Or perhaps it was present time with the matter at hands.

Kyrie had brought her famous strawberry pie because she knew it was your favorite, and you had stashed the piece in the fridge for later time only for the next current day it to be gone. You confronted Dante about the matter ready to scold him when he you he hadn’t been around to even know you had any (and pouted you didn’t share), and then suggested Vergil did it. You didn't believe it, sure you two had... whatever going on, but you knew that as half-demons the twins did not have to eat human food; Dante only did so to keep in touch with his human side and probably because he missed his mother's cooking at times. Vergil, however, you never saw eat once, practically wrinkling and up-turning his nose whenever Dante brought back pizza or strawberry sundaes, so you assumed it had been Dante who ate your beloved pie and didn't want to admit to not hear your nagging. 

Though Dante had listened to your reasoning and told you something that surprised you given Vergil's... tastes.

"True, he doesn't like strawberry-flavored things. I think he likes chocolate."

Of course he liked chocolate, perhaps bitter and dark like him. 

Vergil would not eat your pie. 

Or so you thought until he and you were sitting across from each other at Devil May Cry at that moment. When you caught his eye, you watched morbidly curious as he bore his silvery eyes into yours and ran his thumb across his plump bottom lip until you could see the crumb of red he purposefully left for you to see. He ate it. He ate your fucking pie out of sheer pettiness.

He didn't even like strawberries. He just liked to piss you off.

(Didn't your mother tell you that boys picking on you meant they liked you?

Still... you didn't think that applied to forty-year old half-demons with stick up their asses.)

You could not stand him, you hated him and his handsome face and his stupid lips. You don't know how many times you envisioned stepping on his stupid coat and watching him trip and fall flat on his face, or just tackling him into the ground in a fury, or just fighting him, or just kissing him –

You swallowed at that last thought, raising your gaze from his titled lips to lidded eyes. Teasing. 

You never had a problem with looking him dead in the eye before, yet there was something brewing in-between that nearly had you sweating as you looked at him then. Since when where you shy?

Looking at Vergil then though... you weren't sure if you wanted to body slam him... or kiss him. Or both in that order.

So you did. You don't know what possessed you, whether it was his expression taunting you or the overwhelming urge to get rid of whatever the feeling was inside you, you shot up determined, marched over and tackled him into the couch. It was not necessarily a body slam like you wanted, but the giddy feeling you got watching his eyes widening a fraction and that barely concealed grunt he let out when you straddled him and pushed him down into the cushions was worth it. You felt yourself grow embarrassed at that point and uneasy as well. Vergil not throwing you across the room was one thing, but being able to straddle him and have him on his back was another thing altogether. Still, planting a kiss on those lips...

"Why are you making that face?" he asked once you finally looked him in the eye. He look unamused at a first glance, but close enough something was dancing in his pupils.

You knew you were embarrassed from the heat you felt on your cheeks. What face were you making? Did you look constipated? Whatever, you pushed it away and tightened your thighs against his waist and gripped his shoulders harder, reveling in watching his eyes flick downwards for a mere moment. You inhaled, hoping your voice didn't come out as unsteady as your body and mind felt. 

"You ate my pie."

"All this over a slice of a dessert."

"You did it on purpose because you knew it was mine."

"I didn't see your name on it."

"You don't even like strawberries."

"And how would you know that?"

"Because."

"As I said, perhaps you should leave your name on things if they are yours."

"That's rich coming from the one who has their initial on their own little diary."

Vergil's eyes narrowed, "That 'diary' is a book of poetry, not that your narrow-minded self would know anything about." That hit a nerve.

"I want my pie, you ass."

"How am I supposed to give you 'your pie' if I have already ate it?"

Why did he look so smug? You trailed your eyes from his long lashes, to the slope of his nose, to his prominent cupid's bow before finally landing on his lips. You remembered the crumb he swiped away realizing he had only ate the pie just prior beforehand, he purposefully took it out of the fridge and let it sit until he knew you would be back and he ate it just before you returned, He ate it just to see you squirm. The sneaky, plotting, petty, handsome bastard...

You attention was roused back to him when he spoke again, saying your name, "I asked you a question: How are you supposed to get your pie if I have already ate it?" Vergil had caught you staring at his lips you realized. He was staring at yours now and unabashedly rolling his eyes down your body. It was an inquiry, wondering if you were going to do it. If you had the gall to. He knew what thoughts were brewing in your mind just by the look in your eyes and the flux in your body temperature. You made up your mind then, scooting up to sit on his abdomen and slapping your hands on either side of his face. You wanted your pie, so you were going to get a taste of it at least. 

"Fine."

Your spine bending awkwardly at that angle reminded you once again the times you spent hunched over your computer, but the dull ache didn't compare to what Vergil's lips felt like. They were partly chapped, but you didn't mind, not when he was already opening his mouth for an invitation for you to get a taste. So you did just that, pushing your tongue through to explore his mouth for the fruitiness of your lost pie. He did taste like Kyrie's famous strawberry pie, but somehow it tasted better once it was on his tongue. He made a noise underneath you and maneuvered his hands to touch you, one gripping your hip fingers digging into your shirt and the other curled around the back of your neck to pull you further into him. You felt dreamy melting into him and moving your lips along his, you only failed to realize how incredibly sloppy your kissing was when Vergil pulled your neck back to speak against your lips.

"You are atrocious at that." Well, you can tell now given the saliva glistening on his lips. "Are you trying to devour me?"

You hummed, pushing your body down to lay atop his, "I don't think you can talk big when you don't know how to kiss either."

"Mmmm," you've never heard that noise before and it sent a flutter straight to your lower abdomen. Vergil moved the hand resting at the back of your neck, brushing fingers across your cheek to grip your face tilting forward until your lips touched again.

Compared to you basically drooling into his mouth in a needy make-out session, the kiss he left on you was chaste and so longing. It felt sweet. You wanted more as molded his lips onto your top lip, leaving you at the expense of his buxom bottom lip. You had wanted this so bad and all you could do was grip the lapels of his coat and drown yourself into Vergil's kiss. It was over far too soon than you wanted, which was why you chased after him when he parted away from you looking all too pleased with himself again. "I don't know how to kiss, yet here you are chasing after me again whining for another."

You groaned and hid your face in his chest again knowing that he had won. Again.

Vergil: 6

You: 2

Not that you ever won against his wittiness in the first place. Yet this time you felt you had won something big. 

Vergil did have a son, so maybe you were wrong about his skills in kissing. 

The moment was interrupted when the doors to the shop busted open and the owner waltzed in acting like he wasn't outside the door listening.

"OH – whoops, didn't realize you two were busy canoodling," Dante's tone sounded all too amused as he covered his eyes with hand, yet created a space in his fingers so he could peak at you both, "I'll just be on my way. Give you some privacy. Be safe though we don't need a repeat    "

"Dante."

You had shot up back into a sitting position on Vergil when Dante burst into the shop, hoping to show the red-wearing twin that no, you two were not doing what he thought and almost countered saying you were both just wrestling, but that sounded even worse somehow. Vergil had hissed out his name sending a scathing side-eye towards his brother and you prayed they didn't breakout into another 'argument'. 'Arguments' being full-blown fights, whether it be with swords or just throwing hands at each other over the stupidest reasons. You had walked into their fights on more than one occasion, always giving a dry look towards them when Dante would usually explain that Vergil got mad he called his hair ugly or something. You almost rolled your eyes again, Grown ass men.

Dante held up his hands, one hand holding a pizza box, "Okay, sheesh, don't get your panties in a bunch, Verg. You should be worrying about hers."

"Leave us!"

The remaining effort it took for him to leave was the blue spectral sword that he ducked for before laughing and disappearing upstairs. You watched the summoning sword pierce the wall before dragging your eyes back to Vergil, who was already looking at you. "You're both annoying."

He glowered again, "You are infuriating and a maddening being. A witch."

"That's a new one. Are you saying I bewitched the mighty Vergil."

"Hardly."

"Okay, Verg."

His eye twitched at the crude nickname before pulling you back down onto him by your elbows, you had a clear message of what he wanted by the way his eyes were half-lidded and hands ghosting over your back.

You gave him a cheeky grin basking in the satisfaction of his brow twitching in annoyance at it, "You trying swap spit again?"

"You are disgusting."

You hardly took the insult to heart when his lips slowly pressed against yours again and you sighed dreamily into his mouth.  

You suppose you could forgive him for the pie if you got that in return.

[literaryvein-reblogs]

Hi! Love your blogs. I couldn't find anything on 'vampires' in your references. I was wondering if you could cover this illustrious yet monstrous figure? Many thanks!

Writing Notes: Vampires

Vampire - (in popular legend) a creature, often fanged, that preys upon humans, generally by consuming their blood. They have been featured in folklore and fiction of various cultures for hundreds of years, predominantly in Europe, although belief in them has waned in modern times.

Common Depiction:

A bloodsucking creature

Rises from its burial place at night, sometimes in the form of a bat, to drink the blood of humans.

By daybreak, it must return to its grave or to a coffin filled with its native earth.

Tales of vampires are part of the world’s folklore, most notably in Hungary and the Balkan Peninsula.

The disinterment in Serbia in 1725 and 1732 of several fluid-filled corpses that villagers claimed were behind a plague of vampirism led to widespread interest and imaginative treatment of vampirism throughout western Europe.

Vampires are supposedly dead humans (originally suicides, heretics, or criminals) who maintain a kind of life by biting the necks of living humans and sucking their blood; their victims also become vampires after death.

These “undead” creatures cast no shadow and are not reflected in mirrors.

They can be warded off by crucifixes or wreaths of garlic and can be killed by exposure to the sun or by an oak stake driven through the heart.

Origin. Creatures with vampiric characteristics have appeared at least as far back as ancient Greece, where stories were told of creatures that attacked people in their sleep and drained their bodily fluids.

Tales of walking corpses that drank the blood of the living and spread plague flourished in medieval Europe in times of disease.

Cultural historian Christopher Frayling points out how the vampire myth is a parody of the Christian resurrection and a “satanic version” of transubstantiation—the Catholic belief that during Holy Communion the bread and wine change into the body and blood of Jesus Christ.

The vampire myth allows us to examine societal taboos we aren’t always able to discuss. “It’s about wanting a demon lover to take you over; about desiring undesirable things,” Frayling explains. “It transposes them into this myth in a rather pleasurable way.”

Hatred of Garlic. Many cultures have long believed in the extraordinary powers of garlic; from ancient Egypt to Romania, garlic has been used as a natural insect repellent, a natural antibiotic, and as protection against other preternatural evils. Modern belief in garlic’s curative powers against vampires likely comes from these more ancient beliefs.

Literary Examples

The most famous vampire is Count Dracula from Bram Stoker’s novel Dracula (1897).

In the 20th century Anne Rice’s novel Interview with the Vampire, published in 1976, notably introduced the world to vampires that were brooding and self-loathing and squabbled like humans.

Modern vampire treatment in popular culture is usually divided into cycles.

The Malignant Cycle (1922-1948): The vampire is treated as a creature of pure horror, as popular in the early films like Nosferatu and Universal films.

The Erotic Cycle (1950-1985): The vampire is considered evil but alluring, like in the Hammer Horror films.

The Sympathetic Cycle (1987-2001): The vampire is seen as a tragic monster to be pitied, but still feared, though they can sometimes be redeemed, usually by becoming human once more.

The Individualist Cycle (2003-present day): The vampire can be bad, good, or in between, much like humans, and their transformation to vampirism does not imply a change in morality.

In modern vampire literature, the shift from the vampire’s legendary Gothic characteristics to a more romanticized heroism becomes apparent.

The 20th and 21st centuries brought about a new version of the classic vampire.

This creature distances itself from the dark, horrifying being and grows into a more desirable partner (both romantically and socially) than its predecessors.

As was seen in the vampire literature of earlier centuries, the vampire was always the one who attacked because of repressed sexual desires.

Instead, now the human poses the larger threat for the modern vampire to have the ability to control his blood lust because the human now seemingly has control over the vampire’s sexual agency.

The female characters have been refashioned from being threatened to posing more of a (sexual) threat. Examples:

Isabella Swan from The Twilight Series and Gabrielle Maxwell from the Midnight Breed novels actively seek a sexual relationship with their vampire counterparts and are even willing to abandon their identities and constantly risk their lives for a chance to become part of the vampire world.

This contrasting presentation of the vampire’s romantic characteristics could be associated with the time period’s viewpoint of sexuality.

Instead of the repressed sexuality that were apparent in 18th and 19th century works, the modern Byronic vampire is not the main villain who presents danger to those around him.

The vampires are the now the victims who are tasked with repressing their desires, while humans seek to fulfill their desires in becoming a part of the vampire world.

Some Vampire Tropes

Animorphism: Vampires commonly turn into bats (or other nocturnal animals, such as wolves).

Chinese Vampire: An undead being from Chinese Mythology called the jiang shi, depicted as a hopping vampire/zombie that feeds on chi.

Cross-Melting Aura: Some vampires are powerful and evil enough to repel or destroy holy weapons.

Daywalking Vampire: Contrary to most depictions, some vampires may actually be immune to sunlight.

Horror Hunger: A person starts to feel intense cravings for blood after being turned into a vampire. How well they're able to resist these urges can vary.

Missing Reflection: Vampires often do not reflect any image in mirrors. Sometimes extends to not appearing in photos, films or videos as well.

Turning Back Human: A common goal for people who've been involuntarily vampirized and don't want to stay this way.

Undeath Always Ends: When even undead vampires can still die.

Voluntary Vampire Victim: Someone willingly lets a vampire feed on them.

Wooden Stake: Stabbing or impaling vampires through their heart with a sharp, pointy wooden stick is the classic method for killing them.

Sources: 1 2 3 4 5 6 ⚜ More: References ⚜ Writing Resources PDFs On Vampires (Part 1) ⚜ (Part 2)

Hi, thanks so much for your kind words. Hope this helps with your writing!

[markrosewater]

Maro’s Teaser for Murders at Karlov Manor

Before previews for Murders at Karlov Manor officially begin, I thought it would be fun to do another of my Duelist-style teasers where I give tiny hints of things to come. Note that I’m only giving you partial information.  

  First up, here are some things you can expect:  

 • white gets a card that lets you play a subset off the top of the deck

• a new enchantment subtype Case

• a card with four different hybrid symbols in its mana cost

• a popular mechanic returns tweaked with a new name

• a green sorcery that you can have any number of in your deck

• a keyword mechanic not printed in a premier set since 2008 returns on a single card

• a creature that allows you an alternate nonmana cost for all your spells

• some creature tokens in the set: (note that some have abilities) 0/0 green Ooze, 0/0 colorless Thopter (also artifact), 0/1 green Plant, 1/1 black Bat, 1/1 white Dog, 1/1 red Goblin, 1/1 white Human, 1/1 blue Merfolk, 1/1 white and black Spirit, 1/1 colorless Thopter (also artifact), 2/1 black Skeleton, 2/1 black and green Spider, 2/2 white and blue Detective, 2/2 red Imp, and 5/5 green and white Wolf

• And yes, Murder is in the set

 Next, here are some rules text that will be showing up on cards:  

  • “Whenever a creature an opponent controls dies, if its toughness was less than 1, draw a card.”

• “Choose any number of target players.”

• “Creature cards in your graveyard gain ‘You may cast this card from your graveyard’ until end of turn.”

• “Then sacrifice it if it has five or more bloodstain counters on it.”

• “you may search your graveyard, hand, and/or library for a card named Magnifying Glass and/or a card named Thinking Cap and put them onto the battlefield.”

• “target opponent gains control of any number of target permanents you control.”

• “If an ability of a creature you control with power 2 or less triggers, that ability triggers an additional time.”

• “As long as there are no cards in your library,”

• “If one or more tokens would be created under your control, those tokens plus a Clue token are created instead.”

• “Whenever you sacrifice a Clue, target opponent gets two poison counters.”

 Here are some creature type lines from the set: 

 • Creature – Vedalken Artificer Detective

• Creature – Ogre Cleric

• Artifact Creature – Insect Thopter

• Creature – Lammasu

• Creature – Weird Detective

• Creature – Goblin Bard

• Creature – Viashino Assassin

• Artifact Creature – Clue Fish

• Creature – Elf Crocodile Detective

• Legendary Creature – Mole God

 Finally, here are some names in the set: 

 • Airtight Alibi

• Caught Red-Handed

• Deadly Cover-Up

• Eliminate the Impossible

• Homicide Investigator

• Innocent Bystander

• It Doesn’t Add Up

• Person of Interest

• Private Eye

• Scene of the Crime

 Follow the story each day this week and tune into the debut at 9:00 am PT on Jan 16 on twitch.tv/magic or youtube.com/@mtg to learn whodunit! Can you solve the mystery before detective extraordinaire Alquist Proft?

[mybeautifulwifegojo]

fuck it, vampire au where Satoru was the brightest star of Japan's monster-hunting society and then he got turned by some rando and in a fit of rage killed him and nearly 200 civilians. For this unspeakable act Gojo Satoru was bound and gagged and sealed in a cave behind a waterfall that used to be a holy site.

400 years later, Sasaki and Iguchi have a semi-popular YouTube series about scary places in Japan, and Yuji is their Resident Skeptic who really does want to support his friends, but like. ain't no way there's ACTUALLY a demon sealed in that old cave that's been cordoned off since the 80s. no fucking way. but the three of them go in, Yuji taking point as usual, and find that the cave is.... way deeper than reported.

weird.

there's whispering in the dark, and strange scuttling noises, but nothing they can see. and nothing comes at them. there aren't even any spiders or bats in here--like animals won't come here.

...even weirder.

and then. just as Yuji is about to suggest turning back. the flashlight beam lands on a body that's been strung up, bound, sealed, and ritually drained of blood.

the body's eyes are open, and he's furious.

so anyway after Sasaki and Iguchi stop screaming, Yuji unties the guy because clearly something illegal happened here and holy shit the guy is so cold but he's still moving and breathing and talking??? it's a weird, old fashioned dialect but Yuji understands enough to convince the man to come with them to the hospital. the man seems weirdly fixated on Yuji, asking his name and who his parents are and if he's a "sorcerer", but really he has so many wounds and they're all dry and crusty and smell like rot and Yuji just really wants to make sure he's not dying.

as soon as they exit the cave, there's like five sorcerers already there ready to fight Satoru. he's weakened, now, surely they can kill him.

except Yuji is hurt trying to stop the violence, and Satoru gets a whiff of his blood, and knows.

"Heir of Sukuna, please forgive me for this."

Three drops of Yuji's blood is all Satoru needs to subdue the enemy.

Fast-forward three years, 18yo Yuji moves to Tokyo and gets a job in the kitchen of a incredibly fancy bathhouse (mostly for sorcerers and hunters but also a genuine business), because he brought kikufuku and hotpot he made at home for the interviewer and staff to try. Nobara, charged with showing him the ropes, asks how long he's been cooking; he tells her most of his teen years, but the kikufuku is because his wife has a sweet tooth and begs him to make it a lot.

"Wife?? Aren't you only eighteen??"

"Oh--yeah, we're not actually married yet. He just likes being called my wife, and I like being his husband. It makes it easier to wait for the law to change. Plus it's fun to introduce him as my wife because homophobes don't know what to do about a tall, buff dude enjoying being a housewife."

Nobara meets Yuji's wife that night. He is very tall and buff, and also clearly adores Yuji in a way that makes the fact that he's the legendary vampire Gojo Satoru slightly less horrifying. Like, it's very hard to imagine the man currently whining about not having a 'proper' garden anymore here in the city as covered in blood and viscera. Especially since he keeps swinging his and Yuji's clasped hands like a restless child and dropping absent kisses on Yuji's head, and Yuji is obviously so pleased by all these little displays of affection. It is sickening how cute these two are.

.......Nobara decides not to report Satoru's presence to the council yet. She has a very hard time believing this puppy-dog of a man is dangerous to humans.

(she's right. Satoru is utterly uninterested in hurting people, now that he's calmed down and learned that he only needs a few ounces of Yuji's blood once a month to stay alive. It does piss him off that monsters and other creatures of the night keep trying to seduce Yuji into following Sukuna's footsteps and becoming the prophesied Demon King who will destroy all of humanity. Who will make Satoru kikufuku if Yuji goes bad??? AND WHY DO ALL THESE OTHER VAMPIRES KEEP TRYING TO DRINK HIS HUSBAND'S BLOOD??????)

((Yuji just thinks it's funny that they keep trying, because Satoru is clearly the reason dead vampires keep turning up with "homewrecker" carved into their foreheads. when will they get the message that Yuji's a one-wife man?))

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Hello! Could still do you request Ror x Reader?

Poseidon with Reader who's like a saintess, or any alike, of the legendary pokemon Kyogre

-Poseidon had heard of a powerful creature, a Pokemon, that was regarded as the very personification of the sea itself, having control over both the sea and rain, as it had expanded the sea so many eons ago.

-He was curious, being the King of the Sea himself, he wanted to meet this Pokemon, as he had never seen it or even heard of it until almost recently, after his loudmouth brother Zeus, told him about it.

-It wasn’t hard to get directions to the temple of Kyogre, where it lived quietly, when it was there anyway, but Poseidon wanted to learn more about Kyogre, not just meeting it, as he wanted to know how such a powerful beast could exist.

-The temple was beautiful, built right on the seaside, half of it in the sea, half on land, so those on land could visit the temple and he entered, seeing some worshippers and some water Pokemon all visiting.

-A smooth voice then spoke out to him, “Greetings, Lord Poseidon.” He looked up to see you walking towards him, your Psyduck waddling after you, blue robes that looked like the water itself adoring your body, and a kind smile on your lips. You were stunning to look at and had an air of authority, but also gentleness around you. You looked like the sea.

-He wasn’t surprised that you knew him, everyone knew of Poseidon, but he was pleased with your respect as many of the gods and humans who saw Poseidon looked at him with fear.

-He spoke with you, telling you that he wished to meet with Kyogre, explaining that he only just found out about this other sea god, and wanted to know more about him.

-You nodded, agreeing to bring him to Kyogre, leading him through the temple, showing him the murals of Kyogre’s past, giving Poseidon a more in-depth lesson on the Pokemon you watched over as it’s priestess.

-Poseidon was appreciative of the lesson, actually thanking you for it, and while you didn’t bat an eye at it, many others did, who were stunned stiff, hearing Poseidon thanking someone!

-You reached a pair of massive doors, “This is the antechamber, I will call for lord Kyogre now.”

-Poseidon was impressed with your skills as you led him inside, seeing a massive round room that was made up mostly of windows, showing the ocean behind it, as this part of the temple was underwater.

-There was a pool in the center of the room, and you entered the water and kneeled, smiling softly as the cool water as you cupped your hands around your lips, covering them completely, before pulling them away, as if you did something that Poseidon was unable to see.

-You lowered your hands into the water and remained still for a moment or two before you stood, exiting the water, stepping up to stand beside Poseidon.

-The water started rippling and Poseidon saw a dark figure through the window approaching before it dove down deep and the water in the pool breached as Kyogre breached, calling out happily, seeing you.

-Poseidon was amazed, he had no idea that Kyogre was so massive, but he let you introduce him to Kyogre, who called out happily, knowing the Greek god and Poseidon smiled softly, entering the water to greet him.

-Poseidon became a frequent visitor, either coming to see Kyogre, or coming to see you, something that had surprised you, and you would see him swimming out in the ocean with Kyogre, as there was a respectful relationship between the two of them.

-Poseidon grew to enjoy your company, and you grew to enjoy his, as friends, bonding over Kyogre and water Pokemon. He was glad that he listened to Zeus about coming to seek Kyogre out at his temple.

[placeholder-mcd]

(Obligatory "I sound like I'm speaking objectively from authority but this is just my opinion and it's okay for you to like media I dislike for whatever reasons you may have")

Okay so like. while "the minecraft move trailer is so bad that it makes minecraft story mode look good in comparison" is both true and funny, can we please not start pretending that story mode is a well-crafted piece of media. as someone who has played through it multiple times (first when it originally came out and I was 12 and thought it was awesome, then later as an interactive Netflix experience with friends for so-bad-it's-good reasons) I feel pretty qualified to say it blows

Like, yes. There are so many things that MCSM got right that the movie apparently got wrong. But, like, they're all extremely common-sense things to get right -- like having the whole thing be animated, and maintaining a visual style that feels consistent with minecraft, and spending time with individual aspects of the minecraft experience that have their own communities (like redstone contraptions). that sense seems a little less common now that the movie trailer exists, but still, these are all bare minimum expectations of a piece of narrative-driven media set in Minecraft.

MCSM still completely fails, however, to have any compelling characters (RIP Reuben you were just as annoying as everyone else) or non-grating dialogue. The universe they depict isn't even well thought out! Like, okay, example:

Right off the bat, they make a big decision about how they're going to handle MCSM: they are not telling a story about people playing Minecraft the video game, but are instead depicting a universe where Minecraft is inhabited by a civilization of NPCs that have identical abilities to a player (aside from like, pausing the game or changing settings or what have you). This, in itself, is not a bad decision, but it puts the writers in a position where they need to conceptualize what is effectively a Minecraft AU. You're not playing survival mode or creative mode, you're playing Story mode. In this AU, humans exist in the minecraft world and have for a long time (centuries, at least?), they've built cities, they have language, etc. Imagine you're Jesse. Imagine you've grown up inside of Minecraft. Everyone is playing on hardcore, there is no respawning, and you live in a world filled with strange and dangerous creatures that seem hell-bent on killing you. Why the Fuck does anyone go out at night. Why isn't literally everyone combat-trained. Why is Jesse acting like he's never seen a Creeper before. Why is Petra the only member of the main party who knows how to craft a pickaxe.

At the build competition, the party is surprised that the reigning building team has a beacon. But nobody takes a second to actually investigate what that means. Did their team intentionally spawn and defeat a Wither? Doesn't that make them more badass and legendary than the order of the stone? Is there a black market for nether stars? (I think Petra is probably the one who gave them the beacon since she also trades Ivan a Wither skull. But like. Why isn't literally anyone else just going and doing what Petra does. Why aren't they impressed)

Ivan having access to a Command Block is also insane. Like, it has potential to be an extremely cool choice -- did Ivan find a way to break the fourth wall? Did he find an exploit in Minecrafts code that allowed him to obtain this? The command block has the power to just generate resources out of thin air. Ivan could actually use it to become a god and give himself creative mode. But okay, we can assume that the command block is just... Different, in the AU. Fine. It's a computing center / power core for the Wither Storm. Sure

But, like. I, even as an 11 year old, knew everything there was to know about minecraft when I played story mode (and, unlike the Movie, MCSM was actually attempting to appeal to the existing fanbase), so watching these characters who have lived for DECADES within the Minecraft universe just. Be helpless and completely clueless as to how the universe works? It makes me hate like all of them. I don't care about Jesse or Gabriel and if I actually had the freedom to perform the basic actions I could perform in Minecraft -- mining, building, and crafting -- I could use my game knowledge to pretty swiftly end the entire conflict at like any point in the story. And I'm not very good at video games. But I would expect a character who's been LIVING IN THE MINECRAFT WORLD TO BE ABLE TO DO THAT. BECAUSE THEY'D BE BETTER AT MINECRAFT THAN ANY OF US.

The whole thing is a contrived and buggy mess that feels like it was written by a Hollywood CEO who watched someone play the game for 30 minutes, looked up some basic information like how to beat the game and whether there's any in-game lore, and then riffed on that until a script outline was finished. The programmers, visual artists, and composers clearly did a ton of work to make MCSM feel like minecraft. And they did a good job -- clearly, a much better job than the Movie is going to do. But that doesn't change the fact that the Story -- the focal element advertised in the title -- completely misses the fucking mark and centers around a group of characters who are largely incompetent and stupid in an unfunny and uninteresting way. MCSM was a shitty cashgrab by telltale games and I am not apologizing to it.

[vampfairywitch]

Real Living Vampires & the Magic of Vampire Witchcraft

🎃🧛‍♂️ Real Living Vampires & the Magic of Vampire Witchcraft 🧛‍♀️✨

As Halloween approaches, the veil between the mystical and the mundane grows thin, sparking curiosity about the supernatural. Among the fascinating legends is that of real living vampires—modern-day individuals who practice vampiric lifestyles and magic. But what does it mean to be a real vampire in today’s world, and how does their craft bring benefits to their lives? Let’s sink our teeth into the mysteries of vampire-style magic!

🦇 Modern Living Vampires: More Than Myth

Forget the Hollywood image of vampires—they aren’t all lurking in crypts or turning into bats. Real living vampires are people who embrace the energy-absorbing practices associated with vampirism. They may draw energy from their surroundings, nature, or even other people, much like ancient vampiric lore suggests. These individuals often identify with vampire subcultures and have built communities where they can explore their identity.

Notable examples of modern living vampires include figures like Father Sebastiaan, a fangsmith and leader in the vampire community, and Michelle Belanger, a psychic vampire who educates others about vampirism through her books and TV appearances. These individuals practice ethical vampirism, often focusing on energy work, psychic development, and mindfulness.

🧙‍♂️ Vampire-Style Witchcraft: Energy, Glamour, & Transformation

What is vampire magic, you ask? This form of witchcraft blends traditional energy work with the dark, transformative allure of vampirism. It often revolves around the concepts of energy manipulation, glamour magic, and shadow work.

Energy Absorption: Vampiric witches may draw upon the energy of others or natural forces to rejuvenate themselves. This is not about "draining" others but balancing one's own energies and replenishing when needed.

Glamour Magic: Like vampires who charm and mesmerize, this practice involves using magical intention to create an aura of allure, boosting confidence, or becoming more noticeable. It's about transforming your outward appearance and inner vibe to attract positivity or success.

Shadow Work: Vampires are often seen as creatures of the night, and vampiric witchcraft focuses on exploring the darker aspects of the self. Shadow work involves understanding and embracing hidden emotions or traits to bring them into balance.

🌟 The Benefits of Vampire Magic

Embracing vampire magic can bring unique benefits to your life. It’s not about spooky rituals or dark pacts—it’s about empowerment! 🦇✨

Energy Boost: By mastering the art of absorbing and directing energy, modern vampires can keep themselves balanced, rejuvenated, and more resilient to stress.

Personal Transformation: Much like the legendary vampires who change from human to immortal, vampire magic can aid in your own journey of transformation, whether it’s developing new talents, changing old habits, or manifesting desires.

Increased Confidence: Through glamour magic, many find themselves exuding an aura that draws others in, building self-esteem and attracting positive relationships.

Healing Power: Energy work can also lead to emotional and physical healing, allowing you to clear blockages and enhance well-being.

👻 A Spooktacular Halloween Experience!

If the idea of embracing the dark, alluring magic of vampirism excites you this Halloween, you’re not alone! Whether you’re drawn to the mystique of modern vampire communities, the enchantments of vampiric witchcraft, or simply exploring your own inner power, the magic is there for you to tap into.

As you celebrate the spooky season, remember: vampire magic isn’t about darkness—it’s about the balance of shadow and light, about transformation and growth. So, why not let your inner vampire shine a little brighter this Halloween? 🎃✨

Happy Halloween, witches and vampires! 🧛‍♂️🧙‍♀️

#VampireMagic #LivingVampires #Witchcraft #EnergyWork #HalloweenVibes #SpookySeason #Transformation #GlamourMagic

[crow-aeris]

Part 2 of my take on Batfam x Pokemon

In this part, I’m including Steph and Cass. I know I said i was also gonna do Damian and duke, but i haven't had inspiration yet 😭😭

Part 1 is here

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Stephanie: She’s always overlooked for the guys when it comes to Robin. I know she wasn’t Robin for long, but I’d still like to reference it at least somewhat

Taillow/Swellow | “Tolson” - Steph finds Taillow when she was a few years old. She brought him inside and insisted that they keep him. Despite Arthur saying no, no matter how hard they try, the taillow kept coming back, and so they literally had zero choice but to keep him!

Ralts/Gardevior | “Misty” - She finds a little ralts wandering around Gotham toward her first few years as Spoiler. She played with her for a little while, and the ralts continued to follow Steph around Gotham before saving her from an attacking an attacking houndoom and then leading her to a shiny Umbreon, who just so happened to belong to the third robin

Feebass/Milotic | “Little Guy” - toward the latter of her time as spoiler, she finds a little guy (feebass) just swimming around in the muck of gotham. she felt bad for the “little guy” and took him in. turns out, little guy eventually becomes big guy- a Milotic!

Fennekin/Delphox | “Katniss” - the first pokemon she finds as Robin (which matches her with the other robins, and she would be lying if she said it didn’t feel like fate)

Jolteon | “Sparky” - She’s given Jolteon by Bruce when she comes back from the “dead” (Note that the others have all started as eevees before evolving into the pokemon they are now, whereas Steph’s jolteon never grew up with her. this can either be read as her being accepted into the batfam without truly NEEDING to be Robin, her never really being part of the batfam in the first place, or bruce wanting to erase her time as “Robin” and acknowledgethat she was so much more than his sidekick. it’s all up to the reader to decide how much angst they want to indulge in :3)

Cass: Being raised as a weapon, she probably relates more to pokemon than she does humans, seeing as they don’t rely solely on words to communicate, but with body language and such too. this probably lends to her having a closer bond with her pokemon, and the bats/citizens of gotham coming up to her and asking why their pokemon are acting up/if their pokemon love them and whatnot. she’ll work closely with Damian to bust pokemon trafficking rings and others of the such :3 I'm also unsure what exactly she'd name her pokemon, but she'd probably have help from tim and steph later on

Riolu/Lucario | “Reed” - her first pokemon was a riolu given to her to use. they are completely and wholly dedicated to each other in the beginning, since both were hesitant to take another creature's life. Riolu evolves into Lucario to help Cass escape, and helped bring Cass onto Bruce's radar

Trapinch/Flygon | "Falen" - Cass finds a trapich buried in the sand while in the middle east, and decides to keep it. It stays, and eventually evolves into flygon, who sticks loyally by her side

Eevee/Vaporeon | “Eve” - Tim gives Cass an eevee as a gift within her first years with the Batfam while the others were still wary of her. Cass loves the eevee SO much, but she accidentally runs into a water stone that dick had left out, and evolved into a vaporeon rather than a sylveon

Rockruff/Lycanroc | “Sedis” - Jason is the one who gives her a rockruff as a peace offering, or maybe a bride to look past his killing of vile criminals? Either way, she keeps the little guy, and she lets tim name the pokemon, and he chooses Sedis to match with Iggy (Sedimentary and Igneous rocks)

Cosmog/Solgaleo | “Lumens” - I think Cass deserves to be the only one with a box legendary :3 she probably picks up a cosmog after settling in with the batfam, and when she shows him off, everyone is like 😃 Tim is really intrigued, and damian is jealous that HE didn't get to have a sparkly space cloud, and he'd be even MORE jealous when he finds out that Cass gets to have a sparkly space LION (Lord knows he 100% wants a lion)

[poorly-drawn-cryptids-homestuck]

Bestiary

John Egbert -> Púca or pooka, is a creature of Celtic folklore, are Fae tricksters and shapeshifters, who take the appearances of horses, goats, cats, dogs, and hares. They can also take a human form, which includes various animal features, such as ears or a tail.

Rose Lalonde -> Eldritch / Warlock, A being that is strange or unnatural especially in a way that inspires fear : weird, eerie. As well as a warlock, one who also practices magic, power fulled by an outside source.

Dave Strider -> Harpy In Greek and Roman mythology, is a half-human and half-bird. Often sirens look harpies and are conflated. So for this au, this harpy is able to sing songs to lure prey.

Jade Harley -> Werewolf or lycanthrope, in folklore, can shape-shift into a wolf (or wolf-like creature), on the night of a full moon. Jade is also a Witch, a woman who practices magic.

Jane Crocker -> Faerie, Fae, or sprite in Celtic Folklore, is a creature with metaphysical, supernatural, or preternatural qualities. and a penchant for trickery

Roxy Lalonde -> Wizard Tressym is a cat-like Monstrosity and a practitioner of magic.

Dirk Strider -> Dullahan in Irish folklore, is depicted as a headless rider on a black horse, who carries his own head. often seen as a symbol of death.

Jake English -> Bigfoot or Sasquatch, in American and Canadian folklore, is a large and hairy human-like mythical cryptid alleged to inhabit forests in North America.

Aradia Megido -> Mothra, a Japanese based Kaiju depicted as a large moth. To be conflated with Mothman, a West Virginian cryptid, for the sake of this au. Currently a Ghost, a spirit of the dead that can appear to the living.

Tavros Nitram -> Minotaur, in Greek mythology, is a creature portrayed with the head and tail of a bull and the body of a man.

Sollux Captor -> Cross roads Demon, found in several folklore, religion, and literature, are often malevolent supernatural entities, who collect souls.

Karkat Vantas -> Cherub Angel, in religion, is an unearthly being. For this au they are similar to cupid. Winged beings who match make. please note that this au will NOT be referencing christianity heavily for this.

Nepeta Leijon -> Nekomata, in Japanese folklore, are a type of yokai, depicted as a shapeshifting cat with two tails. while they can take any form, they will always have the tails.

Kanaya Maryam -> Vampire, in European folklore, are undead humanoid creatures that subsists by feeding on the blood of the living. often able to shapeshift into a bat. and unable to go out in the sun.

Terezi Pyrope -> Dragon is a magical legendary creature that appears in the folklore of multiple cultures worldwide. This one is a western dragon, often depicted as winged, horned, and capable of breathing fire.

Vriska Serket -> Arachne / Jorōgumo. In Greek myth, Arachne is a woman turned into a spider by Athena. In Japanese myth, Jorōgumo are often yokai of a half woman half spider. please note Vriska is not a yokai nor is she Arachne... she is simply a half woman have spider creature, likened to these two examples.

Equius Zahhak -> Centaur, in Greek mythology, is a creature with the upper body of a human and the lower body and legs of a horse

Gamzee Makara -> The bogeyman is a creature used by adults to frighten children into good behavior. Bogeymen have no specific appearances but they are most commonly depicted as masculine or androgynous monsters. In this case, they look like a clown.

Eridan Ampora -> Selkie, in Celtic and Norse mythologies, are creatures that can shapeshift between seal and human forms. For this au, Eridan is part seahorse instead, and often takes the form of a elf instead.

Feferi Peixes -> Leviathan. A very large sea serpent noted in theology and mythology. Feferi is also likened to a mermaid / siren, when not the size of 10 whales.

[goddness-lunafreya]

Baldur's Gate 3 Characters' Pokémon Team (Part 1)

—Astarion, the Pale Elf—

Read the other parts at the end of the post.

Hello everyone, I had this idea for a while and decided to put it into practice. I will talk about my ideas for a Pokémon team, analyzing the characters' profiles, thinking about their narrative and gameplay functions within the Baldur's Gate universe to find the best pocket monsters for them.

The only rules are: 1 Starter, 4 common Pokémon and 1 Legendary or Mythical. The team also needs a Gigantamax or a Mega Evolution.

Today's character who will win a Pokémon team will be Astarion, the Pale Elf.

Let's start with your Starter, the one that the coach starts by forming a strong bond. They are small, friendly creatures that are easy to train, and they are also rare.

And your Starter could not be other than the Paldea Grass Starter, Sprigatito.

Sprigatito is an extremely friendly cat. And cat suits Astarion! They are fast, cunning beings, perfect for a rogue. But it's not just because this little one is a cat! They evolution, Meowcarada, is perfect for Astarion.

Meowcarada are Pokémon with a bold attitude, they like to appear to distract opponents while they perform a trick or cheat. Yes, this cat is the spirit of the liar! All theatrical to distract from the truth!

And its typing matches Astarion a lot, the second type being Dark, which gives the feeling of evil that surrounds a vampire.

The second Pokémon I thought of is Noviern, the evolution of Noibat.

This huge Dragon/Normal Pokémon brings all the vampiric energy of Astarion. Being a huge, powerful bat, fast and with a resistant type.

Furthermore, it is a Pokémon that I see Astarion using to impose his strength. While Meowcarada is his more deceitful side, Noviern is his more fighting side.

Astarion's third Pokémon would be a Weavile, a Dark/Ice type Pokémon!

Weavile are even more cunning and dangerous than Meowcarada, as they behave much more perversely. They are cats specialized in attacking from behind, hiding, they are fast and lethal. If Meowcarada had the personality, Weavile has the way of acting like a rogue.

Furthermore, they are Pokémon with a strong personality, hardly giving up on their goals, just as Astarion never gave up on his.

Astarion's next Pokémon represents his hatred, everything he accumulated in the years he was a slave to Cazador. This is Hisuian Zoroark, Astarion's fourth Pokémon.

This ancient form of Zoroark is not a Dark type, but Normal/Ghost. This Pokémon is practically a spirit, full of hatred for humans and aggressive behavior.

He even has the ability to change shape, disguising himself to deceive. However, this Pokémon has a less cunning behavior in general, and is more direct.

White skin with red, with a hunchbacked expression and posture. Sometimes, we just want to avenge those bad feelings we felt, and Astation knows very well what that is.

(Bonus: a friend of mine told me that this Zoroark reminds me of Astarion when he does the Ascension ritual! And well, it really seems!)

Astation's fifth and last common pokemon is unusual. But I think he manages to convey his less aggressive side well. This pokemon is Leavanny.

Leavanny may seem like a strange choice on this team, but it makes perfect sense! They are gentle Grass/Bug Pokemon who love to sew. That's right, sewing and weaving clothes, mending them.

I can see Astarion using this pokemon to help sew his beloved white t-shirt! Not to mention that he is someone who understands fashion and could give their opinion on it. Furthermore, they are gentle Pokémon, who make clothes to keep other Pokémon warm. They are attentive, calm and affectionate.

Not to mention, look at their claws! They're like two blades, these Pokemon are great for cutting and fighting too! In the end, Leavanny rounds out this team very well.

And lastly, we have the team's legend. One that even represents Astarion, Mewtwo, a powerful Psychic Pokemon.

See, Mewtwo was once a slave, trapped by his creators, forced to follow their orders. Totally lost, without anyone, alone... Deep down, Mewtwo wanted to be understood, and perhaps our Pale Elf understands they on several points.

Mewtwo would be your Mega Pokémon. And to top it off, he has two megas!

Mega Y is purely a Psychic type, much more mentally powerful and with an air of superiority. They is a Mewtwo above, ascended. It conveys well the absolute concentration of power in a single being.

And the Ascended Astarion would love to have you by his side. The best for the best.

Mega X has a secondary type, Fighting, and is much more humanoid. It's Mewtwo who has connected to their human side, who understands their strength. They doesn't need incredible psychic powers or superiority, he just needs to connect to his hidden side.

Spawn Astarion would choose them, as he sees the strength that change brings. This Mewtwo may look different from the original, but it's they, just with a different vision. Another force.

And now, we have the conclusion, where based on what was analyzed, I say that Astarion's favorite type is:

Dark type!

The Dark type is linked to Pokémon with the characteristic of "Doing evil", they are not always evil, but they do evil. They can be silly actions or really cruel actions, it all depends on the Pokémon.

This would be his favorite type, but as we saw, it's not the only one he would leave on his team. Let's be honest, Astarion would love Dark-type pocket monsters, with their greedy and cunning behaviors and incredible powers.

And I hope you enjoyed the analysis! I really want to team up with the other characters.

Other parts:

—Part 2 (Halsin)

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Legendary Creatures: Rainbow Serpent

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The Australian Aboriginal Rainbow Serpent is the most common god among the various peoples, usually as the creator god and is a frequently used motif for art and religion. Because of the diversity of Aboriginal peoples, the Rainbow Serpent is known by many names including yurlunggur by the Murngin, Witij/Wititj by the Galpu clan of the Dhangu people, Kanmare by the Pitapita people.

The name 'Rainbow Serpent' was given to the variously named god by anthropologist Alfred Radcliffe-Brown (1881-1955) in his 1926 'The Rainbow-Serpent Myth of Australia' article in the Journal of the Royal Anthropological Institute. It gives the false idea that there is only one view on the Rainbow Serpent.

From display at https://australian.museum/about/history/exhibitions/indigenous-australians/ via https://www.flickr.com/photos/merryjack/7935753032

The Rainbow Serpent is associated with rainbows and the spectral colors found in certain springs and waterholes, as well as quartz crystals and certain seashells, which are used to invoke the Rainbow Serpent. The Dreaming (Dreamtime, Tjukurrpa, or Jukurrpa) stories mention the creation by the great spirits, when humans and animals were created from the barren earth. Rainbow Serpent then came up onto the ground and created the features of the land, ridges, mountains, and gorges. It is said to live in a deep, permanent waterhole and controls water. Some of the people groups say that the Rainbow Serpent was the actual creator.

Source: https://www.flickr.com/photos/newtown_grafitti/8623841999

The gender of the Rainbow Serpent also varies by culture, ranging from male and female to hermaphroditic, bigender, or androgynous. A study published in 1951 stated that the Rainbow Serpent was a phallic symbol, linking it to fertility myths. Sometimes, when it's female or bigender, it's often depicted with breasts. Sometimes, the Rainbow Serpent is linked to an Australian bat known as a 'flying fox', both rivals for a woman. In other stories, the various creatures of Australia take the place of the Serpent in the story. Sometimes it's also related to the bunyip. It doesn't have a human form like many other deities, so it only takes animal forms. The Rainbow serpent is linked to rain and rainbows and without it, no rains would fall and is also linked to thunder and lightning as well as powerful storms. It is a healer and sometimes linked to blood and menstruation, leading to a connection to fertility.

Source: https://animalia.bio/liasis-fuscus

There are many large serpents in Australia that might have been the template that the Rainbow Serpent is built upon. The banded rock python has a body that is brown with flecked darker patches and a belly of opalescent white. The Oenpelli rock python is anther brown snake with iridescent scales. The water python is a very colorful snake as well. The carpet snake can become quite large and some cultures consider this to be the form of the Rainbow Serpent. There are also now extinct snakes that were particularly large that might have inspired the Rainbow Serpent.

[berrypass-de-murdler]

2 - 78 The Death of St. Lupine

sob sob sob

sable look!!!! sable!!!!!!

She was designed a LONG time ago (closer to her debut) but Fletch only just made the artwork nfjnvkjfgn

A deep-sea hedgehog! Look at the baaabayyyyy!! Look at the perfect babayababababaa

Hopefully rad crimson will come soon

DON'T READ THE EPISODES WITHOUT READING THE BOOKS!!

WHITE: Everyone knows St. Lupine. But just as important as the story of his life is the story of his murder by bandits. LOGICO: Wait, wait!! I DON’T know St. Lupine! I’ve only heard his name!  WHITE: [growl] The great healer who recruited sick orphans to help him in his work and devotion to God. Now if you’ll stop interrupting, I have a story to tell. LOGICO: I know he gets murdered. WHITE: SHUT… [deep breath]

In his humble village and tiny wooden hut, the magnificent St. Lupine was resting. (Logico doesn’t know what he looks like, so he imagines him as a glowing white orb.) He mumbles a remarkable prayer that apparently has lots of incredible significance. 

WHITE: He was our angel. Our literal angel…

Logico doubts that. NO ONE is a literal angel.

Lupine finishes his sacrifice (of rice, don’t worry… being a literal angel, he could never harm a living being), and steps outside, taking many moments to embrace the sunlight, the wind, and every particle of nature that surrounds him.

Immediately, three bandits appear out of thin air to attack!

LOGICO: Who were the bandits? WHITE: No one cares. 

The bandits (represented by colorful humanoid shapes) dance around and strike ninja poses. But more importantly, they lunge for Lupine… who dies!!

LOGICO: Can I figure out which one did it? WHITE: Using what? I’m verbally telling you a story. LOGICO: I can still do it!

To make sure there’s the right number of suspects, Logico insists White add another character to the story - a useless passerby.

The bandits (and the useless passerby) all have normal weapons. But one has something very unusual - a real vampire bat! These creatures are killed on sight in Drakonia, due to being linked to the legendary night-eater.

LOGICO: What… is a night-eater? WHITE: A vampire. The most demented creature known to man. LOGICO: Are you… sure? WHITE: LOGICO. This isn’t ‘esoteric’ or whatever your stupid man calls his shit. These are real creatures that have killed Drakonians for centuries.

Logico already knows vampires are real. But White seems a lot scarier at the moment.

After the sudden death, the useless passerby claims their innocence. They wouldn’t kill a man unless they were under radiation poisoning (which was also unfortunately common at the time). While one bandit observes the dying light of Lupine, the other two start battling each other. 

BANDIT3: I knew I saw one of them night-eaters with you! Show it to me! BANDIT2: I’m not showing you anything. We’ve done what we came here to do, and now it’s time to leave. BANDIT3: LEAVE?! I’m not leaving knowing there’s one of those things nearby!

But eventually, the bat comes to light! And it clearly has rabies.

PASSERBY: The beast killed St. Lupine!!!

The person snatches the bat from midair and impales it with a wooden stake. 

BANDIT1: You idiot! It wasn’t a night-eater! It was just a fucking bat! BANDIT2: A bat that did exactly what I told it to.

The bandits fight each other more. Until more humans come by.

PERSON: The bat may have killed the saint… but it was the person who wanted him to die.

A barrage of villagers come and pound the bandits to death. 

WHITE: This is why we fight. The Red Government is no different than the bandits who came out of the woods and killed our great saint! 

Logico thinks about the Reds, and agrees that’s true. But how are the Royals any better?

WHITE: We must follow the example of the villagers. We see our country dying at the hands of the Reds, and we do two things: we work together to reclaim our land, and we kill Major Red where he stands.

Logico doesn’t like where this is going. He remembers that Major Red is the one who kidnapped him, and who is holding Irratino hostage… but… nothing is worth committing a real murder for. Is it? Was St. Lupine really the saint White says he was? Did the bandits have more motives than they seemed? Doesn’t Viscount Eminence, a vampire, live in Drakonia? This story provides zero answers and many, many questions.

The end!

There are multiple episodes that don't reference Logico once but none that don't reference Irratino

The power of Goat Lord compels you!

See you next time murdlers!

[puppetmaster13u]

Have you thought of doing an au where the batfamily are mythical birds

 OH man, have I lol. Can’t believe I missed this ask. 

Though in the initial idea Bruce was based off of Camazotz, which in Mesoamerica was associated with the night, death, and sacrifice. Like the name literally means death bat. Though he wasn’t straight up the death god, and the situation was more like a tulpa. 

The power of belief interacted with all the curses in Gotham and all that into changing them from human into something well, other. The effects brought up to a hundred whenever they slipped into the Cave to do their patrols or whatever else. 

But you asked about mythical birds, so let’s get to that before I start really rambling lol. 

So Cass I had based off the Nachtkrapp, which was also known as the night raven. Though it was described as raven-like, and with no eyes, which caused death if you looked in them. It is also sometimes depicted as with holes in its wings that cause illness and other such things. Though what probably translates most to Gotham and how they see the whole batclan, is that in some depictions the Nachtkrapp will steal away children to never be seen again. 

 Quite fitting for a family where no one in Gotham knows how they get their robins, no? 

Next let’s jump over to one of them, Tim. I based him off of the Devil Bird, also known as the Ulama, which was said to let out human-sounding screams at night, acting similar to the Banshee in the fact that it was said to predict a death. If you heard its scream, either you or a family-member would die. 

 Perhaps horrifying in any other place, but for Gotham? Sometimes it’s an utter relief. 

Now, moving to Barbara, I wanted to keep the Oracle vibes, seeing as I still haven’t figured out on if they keep their names or have new ones lol. So for her? The Gamayun, usually depicted as a large bird with a woman’s head, and said to spread prophecies and divine messages. Like she is straight up depicted as knowing everything of all divine and mortals going ons. Also fun fact, the Gamayun is from Russian folklore but shares similarities to the sirens from Greek. 

 If she says something will happen, it will, be it a threat or a promise. 

Jason, I based off the Itsumade from japanese mythology. It’s described as a bird-like being with a serpent’s tail, and a human face with the beak of a bird, and that it appears circling areas of great suffering. Specifically areas where there is suffering but nothing has been done to alleviate that pain, and was even thought to be created by the spirits of the dead and those still suffering. Its cry was said to resemble “until when”, which was thought to be asking how long will this suffering go unnoticed. 

 Once more, quite fitting for the protector of Crime Alley, who did manage to get attention on their plight in his own way. 

Now Damian and Carrie I put together, as a double Robin. Though in this case I based them off the legendary norse birds Muninn and Huginn. A disguised Odin says (in the poetic poem Grímnismál) that while both ravens fly over all of midgard daily, he fears that one day they may not return, he fears more so for Munnin. There sadly isn’t a lot known of them alone, as in most depictions they are with Odin, either sitting on his shoulders, or not there at all. 

 But to Gotham? Oh they see these little birds flitter across Gotham every night, disappearing come dawn. And they remember the last time one of the birds didn’t return to the nest, and the violence that followed. 

Helena, I decided on the Strix. While mostly depicted as owl-like, it is not outright said they are such, simply similar in description. Strix are blood-drinking and flesh eating creatures, and are described to perch upside down like a bat. Now in some cases they were said to be natural creatures, other times magical, and yet other times were said to be witches. Not unlike how black cats were once seen. 

 Fitting for the child of a bat and a cat. 

While there are plenty of birds for Duke I eventually settled on the Oozlum Bird, which was said to fly in tighter and tighter circles until it straight up disappeared, which is fitting for someone who can manipulate light and shadow to disappear. Some myths says it flies backwards, where it does not know where it is going, but knows where it’s been. Other myths have it be able to fly straight up into the air while turning the world beneath it. 

 A little sillier, but still quite fitting for him, in a slightly ironic way in some cases. 

Now Harper, I struggled a bit with, but once more settled on one. The Alicanto is a legendary bird from chilean mythology whose wings are said to shine with metallic colors, the color of the wings depicting which metal it has eaten. It is said that if one follows it, they will find veins of ores, but if they are not of a ‘good heart’ they will instead be guided off a cliff. 

 Now there aren’t many cliffs in Gotham, but there are plenty of buildings to dangle from. 

I know Cullen and Alfred aren’t a part of the batclan, in the way of going out and patrolling. But don’t you think some sort of rumors spread of how they’re healed after each night? Would there not be rumors of hidden birds that live within their nest that could disperse illness and injury? For that, I give you, Caladrius, a snow-white bird (as in most depictions) that lived within a king’s home and took the sickness into itself before flying away, healing both itself and the one who was injured. 

 And Alfred has run out several times whenever Bruce was injured, taking a spare cowl. Who's to say he wasn’t spotted, a silver blur in the shadows of night? 

Stephanie, now she was hard to do, far more than she should have been. However, I did find the Minokawa, a bird who devoured the moon, and should it eat the sun, would come down to do the same to all of men. At least according to legend. It was also described as having a dark metal beak, and lived in outer space. 

 A figure of the night, with hair like the cold dawn of a day that may one day not come to be, with a face void of forms or lights. 

Now we finally get to Dick, the first of the children. Who I decided to use Pamola for, a legendary bird spirit in abenaki mythology who was also seen as a thunder god and guardian of a mountain, making it taboo to climb. And while there is no mountain in Gotham, there are plenty of skyscrapers that kiss the clouds and crackle with lightning every storm. 

 A horned bird who zealously guards its domain, calling down lightning into its claws to deal with intruders.

Now of course there are more batclan members (Lucas Fox, Kate Kane, Terry McGinnis, etc) but those were all the ones I’ve actually finished in figuring out what they’d be. Though I will admit I have been tempted to have Lucas (Batwing) be inspired a bit by stymphalian birds from greek mythology…

[hardcore-direwolf]

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🩸SCRIPT🩸:

Inside the Bran Castle…there were different people from the Underworld and Purgatorio that were happily enjoying themselves at the Vampire King's masquerade ball to celebrate the next revolutionary change for evolved vampires. These supernatural individuals are formerly Romani people that were born human, but were soon given a cursed blessing hidden behind the closed doors of this haunted fortress and became monsters. They were now known as "Vaeternians", a humanoid species that have successfully sprout their dragon wings and are born royalty through their noble clans by their nocturnal bloodline.

Carmilla Karnstein took these vampires into her castle in Styria with a lie written on her lips and turned them into her servants by force. Her three counsil sisters Morena, Stygia, and Lenore soon imprisoned these Romani Gypsies and sacrificed their innocent souls to the Night Creatures. As the Romani Gypsies were treated as slaves to Vaeternians, they were marked with Moroi Crystals and stamped with the ruby shards by a piercing on their ears.

Morena would always organize royal masquerade balls for Vaeternians only and tricked Romani humans into being brought as livestock. Striga would command the vampiric military forces of Death Dealers and start hunting down Romani warriors that refused to become Night Creatures. Lenore was a diplomat and a definition of a succubus, she tortures her victims in the dungeons by subduing them and using her special toys to punish them/

Carmilla was the mastermind for her schemes and ideas to be proposed for Vaeternus. She dreams about her fallen sisters and turns maidens into witches by shattering their dreams with one snap of her fingers. Their vampiric economy was growing stronger as days passed and strategies are being made for the Vaeternians to conquer Transylvania.

The Bran Castle was renamed as Dracula's Castle right after the Moroi Clan returned from Vaeternus and merged with the Court of Owls. The Parliament of Judas was destroyed and replaced with the poetry of the Talons cursed as Man-Bats. Their race was being slain by the Family of Van Helsing, but they found out a way to stop the madness with the Pyramid of Argus at Egypt and reclaimed control all over their territory.

Count Vladimir "Vlad" Tepes became the Vampiric God of Nightmares that year and took back his father's sword Datusha for being the Deadly Bane of the Moroi Clan. All of the divine power inside him was given to him, a legendary dragon of the cosmos, and it was used well for chaos and darkness. Dracula then obtained the Demon's Lock through a blood contract and linked himself with the living dead as the newest source of evil.

The King of Vampires was found tainted with forbidden love for the Queen of Werewolves, and saw her worshipping him for his act to save the Romani people from becoming gypsy souls. She was the sole surviving lycanthrope from Lupu that knew how to stay invisible by keeping her voice silent and her mouth shut. Dracula formed the Blood Moon Cult in order to retrieve his true mate from his archenemy and claim this fair-headed beauty in black and white for himself.

Her true name was Elisabetha "Lisa" Cronqvist of Lupu who went under a new werewolf pack title for the Dire Lycans as "Queen Gilga", Count Dracula went by a fake name Vladimir "Vlad" Tepes of Wallachia to start his manhunt for his precious bride, and as her groom by fate…she'll find that much entertaining to run through the gardens that bloomed crimson roses. Lisa learns how to heal herself and others with her work alongside her beloved soulmate Vlad as years passed by. They got married and resided in the Bran Castle, which was dubbed as the Devil's Tower of Hell.

Vlad was in a war against his former ally and bride Carmilla Karnstein after the death of her lover Andrei Spielsdorf by Spalatro's hands. Little did the deceased ones know is that Carmilla devours souls as a death eater of spirits and is trained by a legendary Umbra Witch under an immortal oath to protect the Sisters of Nyx from Abraham Van Helsing's ancestor. She soon united with her family as one right at "DEUS EX MACHINA" by an unknown source that made them into night creatures, where there's formerly Romani people that worshipped and wanted freedom from slavery in Styria.

The red strings of fate tied their bond back together as one scarlet knot and made them feel mundane. They begun becoming partners in crime with hunting down monsters like their enemy and managed to stop Carmilla's bloodline from causing world extinction to the Romani people who loved being undead human beings rather than slaves. Sekhmet retrieved her powers back and rendered the family useless without their fangs to get the sanguine taste of blood by defanging them.

Bastet was their goddess who brought the couple to stay and live for eternity till death takes them away, but Anubis was known to be part of the Holy Order for Egyptian Mummies in the form of ghostly revenants. The Brotherhood of Light fell into cinder ashes as the founder of the Belmont Family found true love with a powerful speaker and awakened their bloodline. The cat and dog chase wasn't even done for Vlad yet, though Lisa didn't mind his company during their earlier glory days as special companions.

"A dog is more loyal than a cat." ~ Vladimir Tepes/Dracula.

"But the cat is smarter than the dog." ~ Lisa Cronqvist/Gilga.

"Yet curiosity killed the cat and spared the dog." ~ Vladimir Tepes/Dracula.

"Good point, cheers." ~ Lisa Cronqvist/Gilga.

After retiring the throne to their descendants, they became the duet of a devil huntress and a shadow warlock fighting off evil to become the mundane species from knowing the truth about the supernatural world. They allied themselves with fourteen monsters that knew the dark secrets about the Hollis Family and the Holy Order. Their Umbran ally was once part of it, but left due to her common enemy being Lumen Sages and saw what they've mercilessly done to several newborn babies of monster parents for the Holy Knights under their orders as vengeance.

Vlad fought beside his former nemesis Gabriel Belmont and they brought peace to the countries by freeing all of the Romani Gypsies from Styria. Lisa broke the curses in the two families by slaying the priest responsible for the death of her family and assisting Marie Murray against Carmilla. The two maidens stood victorious over them in cold blood before passing away together and meeting their lovers in Hell.

The Belmont Family's patriarch and matriarch fell to death once the couple took their last stand and watched their allies die with honor of stopping Styria. The Romani people cremated their rulers and the fallen allies that fought for their freedom against Carmilla's reign of terror on monsters. The war crimes on the Hollis Bloodline was infinite that they were crucified on a silver cross and mutated into the beast he meant to be by the blood of one supernatural animal...a dragon.

The lycanthropy disease spread across Amsterdam and cursed the Holy Order of Knights as werewolves. Once vampirism came back on the Romani people, they were horrified that their lives were ruined and they can only hunt for food by drinking blood like leeches. Vlad and Lisa cured their new people from their developing strains by rendering their humanity back in balance.

Their ashes vanished to the souls of the married power couple, the cinders soon grew foxgloves and wolfsbanes around their graveyards from head to toe for the tombstones to show that they'll soon be reborn into new people. They soon grouped up as one to do their rebirth that'll keep humanity safe from anybody who's trying to corrupt others for absolute power in their controlling ways. It was hard to find the right ones until they found their futures and where to start all over again.

Styrians lost to the Gypsies who stood up and survived the Night Creatures in broad daylight with the power of holy magic. Vlad and Lisa soon beared a son named Adrian Fahrenheit Tepes. Gabriel and his wife Marie brought a son named Trevor Belmont to the world.

Adrian must face the world as Alucard, he learned the truth about Miriam Laura Spielsdorf aka Millarca, and found true love when they worked together to take down General Silas Rheinfeldt and Professor Bertha Hollis for attempting to unleash Limbo. Their souls are laid at eternal peace by true death and swore to let their next lives to grace them with a gift. Their descendants never passed the Mass of Hell, but one's about to retrieve the Black Throne with the Blood Crown and unleash her Hounds of Chaos.

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Inspired by Punk Rocket from the Lost Episode, this brought me back when I was just a teenage kid listening to rock music and being edgy. I'm a big fan of Ash Costello, the band New Years Day, Motionless In White, In This Moment, Set It Off, and other related bands that still go hard and dark before Gen Z happened. I'm opening the prologue with "Vampyre", this coffin's about to break and unleash your worst nightmare.

Her music video brought props to her band's previous hits like "Come For Me", "Skeletons", and more songs from other albums. This also brings me to Marceline Abadeer the Vampire Queen from "Adventure Time" for her story arc "Stakes", Sveltana Lupescu the Dark-Hearted Rogue from "Nocturne", Ember McLain from "Danny Phantom", Violet Shariff from "Ultraviolet", Skarlet from "Mortal Kombat", Selene from "Underworld", Ella Normandy from "Vampirella", Loona from "Helluva Boss", and Necra Rayne the Dhampir Agent from "Bloodlust". I found custom images of Asami Sato being a vampire, which led to the perfect candidate to portray as a gender-bender version of Elliot "Eli" Knight aka Kid Wicked named Elliotte "Ellie" Lorelei Knight.

Ellie's powers and abilities from her Vaeternian physiology consist of teleportation (dimensional travel & portal creation), serrated edges, stealth, advanced martial arts, hand-to-hand combat, invisibility & intangibility (ghostly phasing), gliding/levitation/flight, spectral body manipulation, pyrokinesis, blood magic, enhanced senses (vision/sense of smell/hearing), pseudo-vampirism, immortality/invulnerability, psychokinesis & storytelling (hypnotic music/power augmentation/chanting empowerment), regeneration (accelerated healing factor), possession (mind control/telepathy/discern motivation), superhuman strength, superhuman durability, superhuman speed & reflexes, superhuman stamina, transformation (wings/claws/fangs), intimidation, escapology, high genius level intelligence, dark ghost rays/energy construct creation, acrobatics & athleticism, force-field generation & manipulation, and elite swordsmanship. As a lab subject to Project Vampyre, Ellie went through pain and sorrow while growing up till her adoptive parents saved her life from her captors. She went to the graves of her biological parents and said her last words before becoming a vampire by drinking the royal blood of Sekhmet that poisons her broken heart to darkness of the pitch black shadows.

There's four women that use magic in the Team, which is Wonder Girl, Raven, Zatanna, and Catgirl...I'm evening it out for the Gang. We got Jinx, Devastation, and my OFC villains cause remember that deities do have magic coursing through their veins. The full adoption part is like having two powerful immortals rule the world and raising their adoptive daughter into becoming part of their bloodline by the black mass inside her body.

Her mother's name will be Nosferata | Miriam Delgado, her father is Batrok | Alphonse Delgado, and her mother is Blodreina | Carlota Rosmalen. Her father's name will be Julius McKnight, his mother's name will be Victoria Shariff, and his father's name will be Tristan McKnight. Ellie's vampiric name will be Vampirella in honor of Ella Normandy's alias in Dynamite Entertainment, her nickname is Nyx in tribute for her grandmother, and her villain moniker is "Penumbra".

Ellie's grandparents were Mistress Nyx and Hemorrhage, her father was Phantom, and her mother was Mirage. It fits perfectly to make her Penumbra. This represents the shadows as a witch and I want to let the pentacle be her main arcane rune whenever she's doing blood magic. The reason behind the ghost and vampire vibes is to bring out the spectral reality between her with her bloodlines as a dhampir.

I want to put some beastly motives on her by bringing out hellhounds and werewolves to become the true species of humanoid canines of the supernatural race...Lycanthropes. Shape-shifting as a Lycan is a way to bring out traditional omega-verse dynamics of an alpha, a beta, and an omega for only one planet with many animal species in the kingdom on Earth...Thundera. This is a tribute to the franchise "Thundercats", it also leads back to shapeshifters and this can connect to the main anthropomorphism of skin-walkers becoming humanoid animals.

As we know about the show, Thunderians came with unique designs in the TV series from the OG to the CN version, and I put my efforts on inspiring the Wild Landers as them. Portraying them and using other Fandoms with "Furries" written close to shows like Young Justice fits in my terms. Plants count as part of this concept cause we got Petalars and Mandroga Flowers from Thundercats, and the proof in is the Fandom itself.

Knowing Nosferata's her mother, Ellie will have connections to the Wild Landers aka Furries and get antagonistic with the leader while gaining trust from the gorillas there. Nosferata was pointed out to be Superboy's enemy in the comics, which gave this perspective for bestiality powers and talking abilities gained for transforming into speaking animal hybrids. There's more to that...berserkers and rogues like lone wolves in the pack being treated as runts, they'll become what a true mutt couldn't be...a killer and a strange case for inner conflict with their inners in the mindset.

She has her fair share for monstrous brides and grooms in the world, but she's one too by becoming a Lycan to scare her betrothed ones away from making a deal with her grandparents for pure gold. Ellie's concept brought me to tears after I watched the movie "Zootopia" through "Animal Kingdom" to form similar species for the Wild Landers and their home world. Zootopians are the new official species from the film for the Wild Landers of their new animal kingdom with a polis of mania to the full inspiration and concept.

Ellie's band of twisted sisters in a witchcraft sorority consists of herself, Catherine Jenna Fraser, Justine Margaret Wagner, and Beatrice Kimberly Merlot during her breakup with their exes Eduardo, Felix, Ashton, and Terrence. They were dubbed as the Hex Girls for being Salem Witches of Oakhaven, an absolute sorority of witchcraft and alchemy, and twisted daughters of infinite darkness. We got ourselves an all-female rock band of outcasts that are misunderstood as the daughters of darkness consisting of Thorn, Luna, Dusk, and Crush.

Ellie can be teaching my other villainous OFC, Jinx, and teaming with Devastation on taking down their archenemies with magic. There's a dhampir, a genasi, a nephilim, and a daemone placed upon the Gang now. The Team has a demigoddess, a changeling, a cambion, and a hybrid.

This is how it goes for the Young Justice League with the New Crime Syndicate, there's differences between many of them on terms where polar opposites play along the completion...which is why I'm bringing this up. Subspecies will be marked in my fanfictions at rare times, but fusing them as one helps me pinpoint the similarities and notice the main errors of my ways to creating my fan-made work by using Earth-27 Fandom for those tips. If my science teachers were seeing this, I'll be scared to death and would log off from here till the next day...I'm not kidding guys...I would do that.

Ellie's an archenemy of Superboy, a rose thorn to his side, a broken nail on his coffin, and a major pain in his ass...yeah...the nail and coffin part was on me there. Making her vocal cords for singing like New Years Day's Ash Costello would fit the vampiric she-bat motif, and Olivia Olson's role for Marceline Abadeer gave me hope to revamp this OFC with Seychelle Gabriel's character portrayal as Asami Sato. We know Ash can bring out our inner demons from our bottomless pits and unlock us from the skeletons in our closets...let's test that theory by voting below in a week to see who will be Ellie's voice actor portraying as the Vampire Queen...the results will be reposted with this tweet for more concepts on the characters in my fanfictions either owned by DC...my OCs by me...sayonara lovelies.

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Happy spring, enjoy the beginning of a new day, and remember to stay away from pollen. Thank you guys so much and enjoy this music video by New Years Day.

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Hehehehe phoenix familiar being a shit. I like the idea that before the ‘nibbling incident’ sabo and ace are kinda leery around the phoenix. Like this is a legendary near holy creature that Marco for some reason treats like a misbehaving cat? Like the phoenix of myth, song beautiful enough to bring you to tears and Marco likes to put it in ‘hamper jail for biting crimes’ by overturning the hamper and placing it over the bird. Sabo and ace just don’t know how to deal with it.

Until, they to finally see that this is no creature of god, this is an overgrown idiot children as Marco grabs the phoenix by the ankles and turns it upside down and shakes to free little bat sabo free from its mouth yelping ‘drop it! I said drop it!’ And then lectures it like one does a puppy (still holding it upsidown) while it tries to nip his ankles.

Sure it can burn a man alive and heal the near dead but it’s also the reason there’s a baby lock in the fridge to protect the fruit

LMAO YOU GET ME

Poor bat Sabo tumbling out into Ace’s waiting palms, hes safe but he will never trust another creature bigger than himself, the audacity he exudes in bat form might win over the hearts of humans but an equally selfishly inclined and arrogant beast like a phoenix will only want to put him in his place

Sabo is not keen to be small around her anymore

She’s beautiful but daft, smart when she wants to be especially if it benefits her (ie. The child lock on the fridge because shes learnt to open things with her talons)

Hamper jail for phoenix familiar 😂 you just hear the stroppy toktoktoktok of her birb peets as she struts around with the hamper over her head

Ace cautiously asks Marco if shes gonna be okay after watching the bird walk and bonk off another chair and Marco shrugs like she’s fine, if it doesnt kill her no problem not that killing her is a problem lol

Ace always gets startled and nervous but pleased when the phoenix decides to roost on him, she coos all possessively over him and pecks at his hair alot she’s infatuated w him, familiar like contractual partner/owner then

She’s just taking comfort in the human her partner adores and bonds himself to thats all

Sabo begrudgingly respects her space and she does the same after the sabo bat got hunted for the phoenix’s own sport lmao