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Don't usually reblog other people's stuff on here. But, op is right and they should say it 🏳️‍⚧️

WOW I am pumping these out a ton today. Anyways idc this is canon to me and I’m coping. Nines beats up transphobes and idc what u think otherwise!!! <3

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Kindred x reader who is autistic?

[Hi! Thanks so much for being patient for this. I hope you don't mind I did three more detailed ones instead of five smaller ones. Also, with anything like this if I accidentally put something incorrectly portraying people on the spectrum let me know and I'll change it]

Strauss- He could tell that you didn't quite handle things how many people did, but he didn't quite peg you as being on the spectrum at first. It was when he saw you in a fight that he knew there was something more to your behaviors than simple preference.

You weren't simply fighting so diligently for the sake of seeming strong, you were fighting tooth and nail because anytime that there was a qunshot, the sound of many voices yelling over each other, the breaking of glass, anything and everything of significant noise density and volume was making you shutdown, and you were doing everything you could to be out of the fight before that actually happened.

After talking to you about it he did put two and two together on some other things that you tended to do that were also because of how you handled the world. He would try to do his best to make your time with him comfortable, as he did with all people; being the gentlenman that he was, Struass Would be the type to even offer a glass of wine to his worst enemy right before he killed them.

Seeing as the first large encounter that he had with this part of you was seeing your noise sensitivity, he's always quick to offer you a study in his chantry to decompress if he thinks you might need it.

Nines- To be honest, it would be rough at first. While he claims to be accepting of everyone, we all know that if he thinks someone is snooty then they are public enemy number one to him. Where the problems start to come up is that he doesn't know how to recognize things like texture sensitivities and thinks that the reason you won't feed at certain times is because you're acting like you're better than everyone else.

The others don't know that this was the reason that he was weary of you, so their hackles would go up as well. One of the things about the Bryjah disposition, though, is that there isnt much of a filter there a lot of the time they tend to say or ask whatever they are thinking. So, eventually, someone asks you what's up.

When Nines finds out that you couldn't handle the feelings of certain cloth rubbing against your teeth, like, the feeling of it made you physically ill, he certainly felt like an ass for blowing this whole thing out of proportion.

From then on when he starts to get judgmental about something you do, he reminds himself that you might have a good reason to do things the way that you do. And, even if you don't, it's none of his damn business.

Andrei- There wouldn't be as much as a learning curve with him, as though he might not have all that much experience with people on the spectrum (or rather not having that word for it when he did), if there's one thing that a Tzimisice of all people wouldn't do it's judge people for their unique way of handling things They do judge people, quite a lot actually. They simply judge all non-clan members equally.

Truthfully, he likes having you around, and that's not something he says about people often. You have your own way of seeing things and often notice things in his work that he might have overlooked. Though, he did have to figure out why you could handle the thought of his creations, but got very irritable, downright angry, when you actually saw them in person.

Turns out that the smell was too much for you, and while you were able to tough it out so you didn't upset him, your discomfort did show itself in a way it could get out.

He tries to keep that in mind and alert you to when you were going to go to a rougher spot than the rest though there wouldn't be much more done other than that. There's not much more that he could do other than that sans stopping his work altogether.

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Kindred x Reader that does jigsaw puzzles

Strauss- These are truly something that he almost forgot existed. It’s wouldn’t be that he would go out and buy for himself, but he might take a bit to do some of a puzzle with you. It helps him to remember not to work all the time, and there’s still enough thinking in building a puzzle to make him feel like he isn’t totally wasting his time.

Barabus- Despite being one of the more tough Nos in the warrens, he actually likes to do simple things like puzzles from time to time. The only thing is if it’s one that you are both working on, the puzzle will be staying at your place, as the damp atmosphere of the warrens would not interact well with cardboard or wood. Even if it was, he still wouldn’t as there would be no way that the both of you could finish it because one or more of the pieces will go missing, either from the general clutter of the Noferatus’ home, or from one of the others stealing pieces as a prank while he was out.

Jeanette- She is not a fan. A puzzle is an antithesis of who she is. Something that’s quiet and you sit down for? No, way! Give her an evening out with music so loud that she still can’t hear after she’s out of the club. She will love the pictures when you’re done with them though, and has some of your finished puzzles decorating her room.

Isaac- Will say that he doesn’t have time to something like this. However, every time that he walks by you he’ll take time to tell you where at least one piece goes. Soon, it evolves into two pieces, then three, then four, leading into him losing a good twenty minutes at least figuring out a section. While he was right in the he doesn’t really have too much time on his hands, he also enjoys the feeling of pouting things in their proper place. That is one of the reasons he’s a baron, after all.

Cabby/ Caine- He doesn’t see the point of them. Someone took a picture, cut it into a thousand little pieces, just for you to pay money to put it together again? For what purpose? Just buy the picture without it being cut.

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Hey hope you've had a good new year so far 🤗

Thank you ❤️

I hope the same for everyone who reads this :)

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Kindred x Reader who watches Asian Dramas

[Guess who just got sucked into watching/ paying too much for a thing with cheesy drama shows? Guess who also forces their creature of the night comfort characters to go through all the same things they are??]

LaCroix- You spend how much to watch these programs? The answer doesn’t matter, to him it will translate to, “too much.” While he doesn’t have much time for leisurely things, there was a sense of morbid curiosity that took hold of him seeing as you seemed so invested. It’s actually a guilty pleasure for him now, but he is leeching off of your account as there is no way he would pay that much for anything.

Gary- When he first sees you’re into movies or short running shows, he loves it. Movies and acting in general are things that he still holds dear even if he can’t participate in them personally these days. When he actually watches a few episodes he HATES it! While he loves film, he is very steeped in American movie culture; especially American movie culture from the late 50’s -early 70’s. Why are these things so flashy with their editing? This was a romantic drama, why did a magical pillar suddenly pop up in a hotel dining room? Why is everyone always slapping each other??? He just doesn’t get it.

Jack- These little phone movies are great! Everyone’s always slapping each other!!! (Also doesn’t pay for an account. Steals your phone whenever he wants to watch them.)

VV- Oh, the drama! When you show her one, she is hooked! It becomes something that the two of you can bond over (and bug Abrams with. He’s trying to have a serious conversation, can you not talk about the fiftieth show where a wife takes over her ex’s company?). She won’t pounce you with the topic, but if you bring it up, hold on for the ride of her asking if you’ve seen certain ones, and explaining why you should. You both get so into it people thing you’re talking about real people.

Beckett- Well, these are just ridiculous! Especially these ones called, “costume dramas”. That’s not even what ancient armor looked like! Walk out of the room and give it an hour and he’ll come stomping in fuming, “What do you mean she married him again after reincarnating?! The Prince of the Grasslands was right there!” Will still claim he hates them as he is trying to figure out how to use your phone to watch more.

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Vandal Cleaver x reader

[Don’t mind me. I’m just dropping this here. Not completely proof read. Also not expressly connected to the other Vandal fic on here, but can connect if you want it to.]

Things were... It was difficult to really express how things were. If there was some way to explain life and your most recent experiences and emotions related to it would be wave-like. It wasn't good or bad, yet it was both good and bad at the same time. Sometimes you felt like you were on the highest point of a tsunami, only to have it crash down and plunge into depths so deep that sunlight wasn't even a suggestion. Many days were a mix, a choppy, choppy mix of both.

*snap, snap!*

The clicking of fingers right in front of your face made the room around you come back into focus.

"Did you hear anything I just said?” Vandal huffed as he snapped his fingers a few more times to be sure you had returned to the present.

" I'm sorry. What were you talking about?" you asked, shaking your head quickly a few times to stake off the rest of your daze.

Vandal furrowed his eyebrows and forehead and started darting his eyes back and forth as though his escaped thoughts could be found around the single room of your dingy apartment. After a few seconds of this, he shrugged and said, "Hell, if I know.” Giving a defeated yet still frustrated sigh, he flopped himself backward to lie on the floor.

When he had been that way for some time you leaned over to look at him from where you were sitting. When you were close enough, Vandal grabbed the shoulder of your shirt and used it to pull you over to him before flipping you both and pinning you to the floor. If you had any downstairs neighbors besides the pawn shop, they would certainly be complaining about the thud that was made. His hands were wrapped around your throat, not with much pressure; simply enough to be a constant reminder of where they were.

The two of you sat there for what felt like a millisecond of forever. His eyes had the look they usually did when he was about to lose the little control he was able to maintain. Leaning forward, Vandal tapped his forehead to yours before moving his head back up a bit.

" Oh, I can't stay mad at you. " he snickered. "Especially lately. Hell, I even had a big dissociation spell at work."

" Did you get yelled at? " you asked.

" Nah. I was working mostly by myself. ‘Course if I did have someone to yell at me I would have been less likely to have messed up so bad. Poor bastard." he looked up and across the room as he thought for a few moments before looking back at you with a playful sparkle in his piercing eyes. " You don't happen to know anyone who needs to disappear in the next day or two, do you? "

He leaned forward again, but this time he actually kissed you as though he were trying to bribe you to accept his offer. Just as you thought he had changed it to something sweet for a change, Vandal shoved his tongue into your mouth. The sudden gesture and the feeling of it running across the roof of your mouth caused you to gag and sputter as you pushed him away. Vandal, of course, thought he was hilarious and laughed manically the whole time you were clearing your throat and spitting air in an attempt to get rid of the weird feeling that lingered in your mouth.

“ Ugh! You're nasty!" you gave an indignant snort as you wiped off your mouth, pushed Vandal off of you, and walked over to the other side of the room to sit on the bed.

“ And, that's why you love~ me~ " Vandal teased as he pushed himself up and walked over to join you. When you turned to face away from him, he gave a small tut, wrapped his arms around you, and rested his chin on your shoulder.

“ Come on. Don't pout.” he scolded softly into your ear with a hum. He then tried to turn your head to kiss you again. You, however, turned back before he could. Vandal let out a disbelieving, indignant scoff and placed his hand back on your cheek to turn you again.

“No,” you informed him as you moved his hand off your face.

“No?" he whined dramatically, doing his best to sound miserable.

“And, who’s pouting now?" you teased him.

“Me!” He said in an over-the-top sob. "Why, no?”

“You absolutely know why. "

“ I'll be good." Vandal gave a sad, little whimper onto your shoulder.

"We both know that's a huge lie.” You answer flatly, not swayed by his theatrics.

The only response you got to that was him giggling frantically into the crook of your neck. Once this miniature laughing fit was done the two of you sat there in the relative quiet of the small apartment; the only notable sounds being the TV across the room and the occasional passing cars.

It was a wonder that he was able to sit still that long. You were aware of him lightly gnawing at part of your shoulder, no matter how subtle he tried to be about it. It wasn't anything harsh or even something playful; it was simply his way to get the rest of his body to still. Perhaps it was his silent way to apologize for his antics earlier or his way to keep his ever-changing emotions in check. Either way, it was how he let you know in his own Vandal sort of way that he did care about you.

"What?" Vandal questioned when he noticed you looking over at him.

"You're being cute," you said, being honest but also knowing it would drive him up the wall.

With an indescribable sound of disgust, Vandal unwrapped his arms from you before shoving you forward so you fell face first on the bed. When you sat back up you could see he had a frustrated look on his face that was betrayed every few seconds his lips twitching at the corners from the grin trying to show itself.

“Why do you always have to make things weird?” he asked but still leaned closer to you. When you leaned closer to him as well, it made that grin actually show up, though he caught it and made himself frown once more.

“ I like weird. Why do you think I keep you around?" you teased, causing his little smile to reappear and stay.

"You got me there. Good thing I found myself another freak to hang out with." he laughed. His expression snapped back to that dangerously playful look he got right before he tried to pull something. “Maybe that I can do other things with too?"

“After what you did, I really want to say no.” you pretended to debate the idea.

“ No, you don't!" Vandal huffed. " now, shut up and make out with me, you freak. "

There was no vitriol to what he said- more like understanding. It was nice to know that no matter what life, or even your own thoughts threw at you, you at least had one person who could help you take a break from it all from time to time.

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Reblogging in honor of my boy. He moved on from this life a week ago 😔

Vampires with things I say to my dog

[a totally self-indulgent thing where I think it would be funny for the fledgling to say stuff to the kindred that I say to my dog. I am tired and this isn't proof read, sorry for the world salad]

To Nines- Hey there, Mr. Man! *Sing song* My mister, mister man!

To Strauss- You're bein' so fancy.

To Beckett- Whatcha doin', hairy man?

To LaCroix- You can't eat that. You're fancy, little, spaniel belly wouldn't like it.

To Gary- *kisses forehead* I love you, stinky!

To Jeannette- You don't get my food. Stop smacking me.

To the ankaran sarcophagus and possibly Caine the Father of Vampires: Hello~ the sleepiest boy~

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Beckett and/or the anarchs reacting to a thin-blood fledgling? What would that look like

[went with the last round Anarchs and Beckett. Hope that was alright]

Nines- I can see him taking you in, but being cautious. As much as we might hate to admit it, Rodriguez is not as truly altruistic as he might make himself out to be. You're more of a bargaining piece, at least at first. A way to show how accepting the Anarchs are. Of course, he will cut ties if you become more hassle than you're worth in his opinion.

Damsel- I think she's the one most likely to fully accept you. It would take a bit, you have to build trust with her like anyone else would. But, once you have that trust it's hard to break it. She sees people's worth in the work they do and not their clan/where they come from. However, she will go with Nines' final word on however to handle you.

Skelter- He does not want you around at first. He's always looking for a way for things to go wrong, and with the ill omen reputation thin-bloods have you are basically a time bomb about to go off at any moment. Even if it's not something you do personally, there's no telling what the other factions might do if they found out that the Anarchs were harboring you. Gaining his trust is possible, but it will take a long while.

Jack- Here's the thing. Jack won't treat you any worse than anyone else he meets. Won't treat you any better either, but still. Mind your own business and don't be annoying, and the two of you won't have any problems. He's not one for superstition, so to him, you're just another type of clan with it's own set of problems. Though, he might make a biting insult every so often. Don't take it personally, he does that to everyone.

Beckett- He's actually more than interested to have you around. As long as you don't mind being a subject of study. Also not one for superstition; in fact his goal in his un-life is to debunk as many as he can. He'll try not to be too invasive with his studies, but he's also not the most social sort meaning he might not know boundaries. You're also expected to take care of yourself and learn your abilities yourself. He's a gangrel after all; not the most parental of clans.

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Alright, I need to get one of these vampires to fess up on who bit my rhubarb

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Vampires with things I say to my dog

[a totally self-indulgent thing where I think it would be funny for the fledgling to say stuff to the kindred that I say to my dog. I am tired and this isn't proof read, sorry for the world salad]

To Nines- Hey there, Mr. Man! *Sing song* My mister, mister man!

To Strauss- You're bein' so fancy.

To Beckett- Whatcha doin', hairy man?

To LaCroix- You can't eat that. You're fancy, little, spaniel belly wouldn't like it.

To Gary- *kisses forehead* I love you, stinky!

To Jeannette- You don't get my food. Stop smacking me.

To the ankaran sarcophagus and possibly Caine the Father of Vampires: Hello~ the sleepiest boy~

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Andrei x Human Reader

[wow, who knew I could still write? This is just something I did kinda quickly to work at getting back in the habit. Thanks for being patient and I'm hopeful to start on some asks soon :)]

There were many things that Andrei thought were impossible for kindred, or at least kindred of his proud clan, to feel. Then again, that fool Dracula was a fellow Tzimisce, and his antics were known globally. For many years he was considered, in the arch bishop's personal opinion to be an outlier in the way of kindred interaction with kine.

But, here he was, a human looking at him in awe and terror; looking at him like he was the most frightening yet beautiful thing to walk the night. When was the last time someone could truly see his vision for his appearance? The last time someone appreciated the work that went into molding himself to be this way?

He ran a claw-like finger across your face. The feeling of the soft, malleable flesh... the raw potential of your body...

It was almost enough to send a shiver down his spine; much like the one that ran down yours when his nail scratched a line across your throat. It wasn’t enough to break the skin but left a welt in its path. Andrei could practically hear your blood screaming to him as it rushed through your system. Your hammering heart was a rhythmic drum, calling out to his bestial nature.

Yet, you didn’t run. With all of the fear that was palpable in the air, you stood in front of him, not in defiance but in wonder. While there were often other clans that were considered more inclined toward vanity, it couldn’t be denied that Tzimisce were secretly one of the higher ranked on the proverbial list. They were creators, nobles among nobles, and givers of transmuted life for all of those beneath them; was it not in their rights to expect worship like the gods they were?

Even now, your longing gaze with the delicious tang of fear was the definition of worship in his eyes. And, was it not godly of him to show you the mercy of living for as long as he had? Perhaps he would be more merciful and grant you the gift of his blood. Though, that would not be something to take lightly. He would be in denial if he told himself he wasn’t looking forward to the years of shaping you to his will, both physically and mentally as he prepared you for such a gift.

Any acolyte could transformed into a prophet with enough conditioning.

There wasn’t much he would change from what many would perceive as a “normal,” appearance. You had your own charms by mortal sensibilities. However, as he started to know you and what exact purposes you would serve for him, there would be at the very least minor changes.

Your devotion would have to be assured. While that would happen in time, first he required something of you.

Taking your hands into his, Andrie stood you up. His monstrous frame loomed over you as it did most humans, making you feel even smaller than you both already perceived you to be compared to him. He bowed his head toward your neck and moved your hands up to the crest on top of it. There was a contented hum from the vampire when you curiously yet cautiously felt the reptilian-like skin that covered the bone structures; his self made crown large enough that you couldn’t even reach the whole length of it, his pointed mandibles on his jaw pressing against you when you tried.

Andrei did not bite. Not yet. There was something about the game of it all that he was enjoying indulging himself with. Leaning his head back to look into your eyes with his molten irises burning into your soul, he gave a smile, genuine to himself; predatory like a wolf about to rip into its prey. It let his true nature show enough that your voice finally found itself, and tried to release in a scream.

Before anything could come out of your mouth, he was quick to cut it off by yanking your head back by your hair, stretching your neck, and shocking you into releasing nothing more than a pathetic squeak. He gently shushed you, his grip releasing some pressure. Then, in a flash, his needle-like teeth were in your neck, threateningly close to your throat. This caused you to let out an actual cry. He had to fight himself to not let the sound coupled with the coppery, sweet taste of your blood spur him into going too far and ruining the planning he had been doing for a decent portion of the night.

Minutes felt like hours in this rapturous action. And, soon you relaxed into the ritual, the first one of the many that were to come in the following nights. It was as if you had found your purpose in satiating this beast. You were the willing sacrifice and your new deity was going to savor his offering.

Andrei was able to stop himself from draining you of all of your blood, however, took enough that you could no longer hold yourself up, nor stay conscious. He took you into his arms and carried you endearingly. Even with you still having a long journey ahead before he could embrace you as he would like, he felt an attachment forming to you. You were the lamb- his lamb. And, he was your butcher.

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You haven't posted in like a while are you alive lmao

I'll let you know when I find out, haha

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Vampires x Reader Misunderstanding

[Hey, back to bug people again in this fandom. This is basically a set up of one character saying, “As my partner,” and the other interrupts, “We’re partners?!”]

Strauss- There were many things that Strauss thought were unlikely, if not totally impossible, to be. One of them was that he would gain deep, personal feelings for someone. That was why he was more than interested in how you were doing in these troubled nights. You had shown him elements of himself that he did not even know existed, as well as being one of the few that could tell him outright when he was doing something that you thought was foolish. He in turn would do the same for you. Which was why he had made sure that he had time to talk to you privately tonight. It wasn’t anything huge that you had done wrong, nut you were starting to develop some habits that were concerning to him. Once the two of you were alone, he thought over his words carefully, as he always did. “As my partner, you-“

“I’m your partner?!” You interjected before he could say anything else.

He’s confused as you are now. Of course you’re his partner. True, he never said as such verbally, but he also thought the fact that he had let you get closer to him than anyone else he had ever known showed that fact clearly. However, after this, he does try his best to be sure to express his feelings for you more clearly.

Gary- The two of you had actually gotten into an argument. Neither of you could remember about what it was about originally, but it was one of those unfortunate situations where there were many things you had both been meaning to talk to each other about, but had not done so in a healthy manner, so it was all coming to the surface now. Gary was more than over the whole thing and snapped, “I would think you would be more willing to see my side of things as my partner!” Before he could say the rest of his argument you interjected with a confused, “We’re partners?”

The mood in the room immediately changed.

Shit! Had he read the feeling between the two of you both wrong? Of course, you weren’t actually that into him! He was just a lonely creature living in the sewers, making relationships where there were none out of desperation.

However, when you assure him that despite the initial confusion you do actually want to be his partner, he immediately switches to denial. He can’t stand not looking suave in your eyes. Of course he knew that you wanted to be his partner. He knew that before you even did! That’s why he said what he did. He wasn’t worried about it at all! Shut up!

Abrams- The two of you were walking around town when you saw something that you liked. He seemed to pick up on this, and before you could even think to say that you liked it, he was in the store and back out, placing it in your hands.

“Uh, thanks. But you didn’t have to buy this for me.” You mumbled out in embarrassment as you were wondering how much you were eyeing this thing if it was clear that you wanted it so much. What you were hoping the most is that he didn’t thing you were trying to hint at him to spend money on you.

“Yes, I did. What kind of person would I be if I didn’t spoil you? Besides, it’s been awhile since I’ve been able to do that for a partner.” He stated somewhat point blank, but with a hint of caring for people that knew how to pick up on the subtleties of his voice.

“Wait, am I your partner?!” You question a few seconds later after what he said had sunk in.

“Of course, you are.” He confirmed. He spent the rest of the night thinking over things between the two of you to try to find where the confusion came from. He wanted to be sure nothing else was confused between the two of you, of that you felt pressured to be with him if you really didn’t want to be. Most of this he keeps to himself though as he doesn’t want to seem unsure or indecisive to anyone, including you.

Andrei- He was confused to say the least. Though, his proud Tzimisce would never let those emotions show on the surface. Here you were finally with him, and it seemed like you wanted to be anywhere else. You were going to be so much for him, a person to confide in, someone to help him in all his endeavors, basically his right hand in everything. If that were to be the case, then he would need to figure out where this attitude of resistance was coming from.

“You must understand, little one. Such behavior is unbefitting of someone I intend to elevate to the position I have planned for you.” He tired to reason with you.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you liked me.” You spat angrily at him.

Did… did you not get the many gifts that he had left for you? He wasn’t able to give them to you personally in most occasions, but there should have been little doubt that they were indeed from him. They were all so finely crafted, how could you not know how he felt about you? Perhaps, gift giving simply was not a love language that you reciprocated or even understood. No matter. There was plenty of time for him to more properly express himself to you now that you were both together. And, you would be together for a very, very long time.

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How would Heather react if Yuki, Venus, Samantha or Patty became the fledglings ghouls along side her.

General- I think how she would react would depend on the person. But, for the most part of you are planning to keep Heather as a long time ghoul, then it might be better to have someone else for her to interact with. She has a bit of a clingy personality, which when heightened with the ghouling process can turn obsessive. It helps to have a ghoul-mate to temper that tendency for her own sake.

Yukie- I think Heather and Yukie would get along well. At first Heather wouldn't know how to handle how serious Yukie is, however once they get to know each other that changes. Heather becomes a big sister type, and makes Yukie do more fun things. Yukie might act annoyed, but she always goes along with her antics. They both become very protective of each other.

Venus- Hoo boy! You want to find someone that will give Heather's love for you a run for it's money, it's going to be Venus. Heather can hardly even talk to her because she is so flustered just from being nearby. Venus thinks she's cute and flirts anytime she can just to fluster Heather. It also helps that if Heather is having a rough day, Venus is more than happy to help out, even if it's just letting Heather hang out at the club.

Samantha- They would mostly get along. Opposite of with Heather and Yukie, Samantha would be the older sister type in this relationship. The only downside is sometimes Heather gets jealous that Samantha and you have known each other for a long time. Even then, it's nothing too bad. She wouldn't want to do anything to upset either of you.

Patty- These two would NOT get along. While I do think that Patty might not be as confrontational as she was in the game as she was assumedly going through withdrawals from not having her past boss around. However, she is still very much a braggart. Patty would constantly tell everyone that she was your favorite, and that is something that Heather would not stand for. It wouldn't be long before you would be back to just one ghoul, and Heather, sweet Heather, would have no idea why that was 😇

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Yeah, according to The Chronicles of Caine section of the Book of Nod, it's drinking blood. It also says eating ashes, but vampiric scholar deLaurent (character who compiled the Book of Nod as we know it currently) believes this is just a metaphor for, "You're gonna have a bad time."

Buuuut we all have a diet cheat days; even Tremere. Sometimes that's garlic bread, sometimes that's (allegedly) clan leader Saulot. You know, as a treat

Jack, Strauss, Andrei, Velvet, Nines and Beckett with a hunter who tries attacking them with a string of garlic bulbs?

[I am so so sorry this took so long to write! I had to take an impromptu break for a month or so.]

Jack- Eats it. Not really, but makes you think he does. The order of events goes: you're both fighting, you hit his face with the garlic, he bites some off mid-hit to show you how stupid it was to think garlic works, then he decks you in the face, knocking you out cold. He'll leave you alive though. He thinks the whole thing was hilarious and sort of hopes it will happen again.

Strauss- It's like he got a grocery delivery for his next rite. Garlic, various other supplies, and a whole person's worth of blood? He'll be good for at least a week!

Andrei- If you could manage to get close enough to him to even do this, he'll be somewhat impressed. He would have you embraced (by someone else, certainly not by himself). Not only would that add to his hoard of grunts, but also he is amused by the thought of you now being a low level vampire being stalked by those who were once your fellow hunters.

Velvet- How dare you?! The scent of garlic does NOT match her perfume! Real talk, while she could defend herself if she had too, she is also Isaac Abrams' adopted childe. That probably means that if you were to get that close to her, there would be so many of his people on you in the blink of an eye. Being from one of the more sensitive clans, the strong scent might make her nauseous, but that's about it.

Nines- Breaks your arm and walks away. Completely deadpan, expressionless face; he grabs the arm you just swung at him, crunches the radial, turns around and leaves. If using garlic is the level of stunt you're pulling, then you won't be a problem for him anytime soon.

Beckett- Hits you back with the garlic, turns into a wolf while you're dazed, and bites you. Short, sweet, and to the point.

[vampire-the-askerade]

Bread

Jack, Strauss, Andrei, Velvet, Nines and Beckett with a hunter who tries attacking them with a string of garlic bulbs?

[I am so so sorry this took so long to write! I had to take an impromptu break for a month or so.]

Jack- Eats it. Not really, but makes you think he does. The order of events goes: you're both fighting, you hit his face with the garlic, he bites some off mid-hit to show you how stupid it was to think garlic works, then he decks you in the face, knocking you out cold. He'll leave you alive though. He thinks the whole thing was hilarious and sort of hopes it will happen again.

Strauss- It's like he got a grocery delivery for his next rite. Garlic, various other supplies, and a whole person's worth of blood? He'll be good for at least a week!

Andrei- If you could manage to get close enough to him to even do this, he'll be somewhat impressed. He would have you embraced (by someone else, certainly not by himself). Not only would that add to his hoard of grunts, but also he is amused by the thought of you now being a low level vampire being stalked by those who were once your fellow hunters.

Velvet- How dare you?! The scent of garlic does NOT match her perfume! Real talk, while she could defend herself if she had too, she is also Isaac Abrams' adopted childe. That probably means that if you were to get that close to her, there would be so many of his people on you in the blink of an eye. Being from one of the more sensitive clans, the strong scent might make her nauseous, but that's about it.

Nines- Breaks your arm and walks away. Completely deadpan, expressionless face; he grabs the arm you just swung at him, crunches the radial, turns around and leaves. If using garlic is the level of stunt you're pulling, then you won't be a problem for him anytime soon.

Beckett- Hits you back with the garlic, turns into a wolf while you're dazed, and bites you. Short, sweet, and to the point.

[vampire-the-askerade]

Jack, Strauss, Andrei, Velvet, Nines and Beckett with a hunter who tries attacking them with a string of garlic bulbs?

[I am so so sorry this took so long to write! I had to take an impromptu break for a month or so.]

Jack- Eats it. Not really, but makes you think he does. The order of events goes: you're both fighting, you hit his face with the garlic, he bites some off mid-hit to show you how stupid it was to think garlic works, then he decks you in the face, knocking you out cold. He'll leave you alive though. He thinks the whole thing was hilarious and sort of hopes it will happen again.

Strauss- It's like he got a grocery delivery for his next rite. Garlic, various other supplies, and a whole person's worth of blood? He'll be good for at least a week!

Andrei- If you could manage to get close enough to him to even do this, he'll be somewhat impressed. He would have you embraced (by someone else, certainly not by himself). Not only would that add to his hoard of grunts, but also he is amused by the thought of you now being a low level vampire being stalked by those who were once your fellow hunters.

Velvet- How dare you?! The scent of garlic does NOT match her perfume! Real talk, while she could defend herself if she had too, she is also Isaac Abrams' adopted childe. That probably means that if you were to get that close to her, there would be so many of his people on you in the blink of an eye. Being from one of the more sensitive clans, the strong scent might make her nauseous, but that's about it.

Nines- Breaks your arm and walks away. Completely deadpan, expressionless face; he grabs the arm you just swung at him, crunches the radial, turns around and leaves. If using garlic is the level of stunt you're pulling, then you won't be a problem for him anytime soon.

Beckett- Hits you back with the garlic, turns into a wolf while you're dazed, and bites you. Short, sweet, and to the point.