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Could you do an asexual hero x overly charming villain with the same powers as a siren? I just think itâs be funny to see the villain get more and more frustrated at the heroâs imperviousness. Thank you so much đ
The villain smiled and - well. She was stunning. The hero felt like they could stare at the villain for hours, or possibly they wanted to be her. Every conversation theyâd ever had left the hero electrified, but this was the first time the two of them had met face to face.Â
âCome down to me,â the villain said. Her eyes were radiant, piercing straight through the heroâs skin. She held out a hand. Her voice - oh that voice - it curled silken around the heroâs limbs. It made something in them shiver. It didnât particularly make them want to move closer.
The hero raised their brows. âWhat, so you can kill me? How dumb do you think I am? I think Iâm better up here out of your reach, thanks.â
The villain blinked. The power in her voice grew. âIt would feel good. A releaseâŚâ
âLol.âÂ
The villain scowled at that. Then, at peak frustration, realisation crossed her face. Her head tilted. The power returned full force.Â
âDonât you want to be normal?âÂ
The hero froze. âNah.â They kept their voice as light as possible. âIâll pass.â They werenât sure if the want, the shame, or the fury burned through them with greater strength. Because thatâŚ
âEven if it means you are alone? I know you are lonely. I can see it in your head. You have friends, of course, sometimes you even forget you are lonely, butâŚthat person who has your heart would love you, wouldnât they? If you were different. What was it that they said to youâŚ?â
âShut up. I donât need to be different. Everyone feels like that about something, everyone thinks someone else has it easier. Itâs not true.â
âSo defensive.â It came out a purr. âDo you convince yourself, darling, if you say it loud enough?â
âShut. Up.â The hero realised theyâd moved closer, hand curled in a fist. They forced themselves to stop on the edge of the precipice, however much they wanted to come closer still and punch. The villain had the advantage in close combat, and that was a long way to fall besides. It would idiotic of them. They still wanted to, just to smack that gloating smile aside. The heroâs throat locked tight.Â
Desire was not the only way to draw someone close, nor kill them.
The hero drew in a steadying breath. They were content with their life in a lot of ways, they had people they loved and people who loved them. They knew it didnât matter. They knew other people didnât necessarily have it any better or any easier they just -Â
âWe are rare specimens, you and I,â the villain said. âWe look around and there is no like us. I could make anyone fall for me and so they cannot truly love me.â Hunger wove through her words like a calling card. âAnd youâŚyou want so badly be to be enough. To be loved. To be capable of love.âÂ
âI am loved. I am more than capable of love, as if thatâs what bloody matters anyway. Iâd be perfectly fine even if I didnât want love. Itâs not the only thing in the world. And, by the way, fuck you, I am most certainly enough. Get out of my head.âÂ
It had been funny, at first, watching the villainâs frustration grow as her usual tricks didnât work. NowâŚit didnât feel so funny now. Sirens, in the old tales, were not merely creatures of beauty. They had knowledge too. The kind of knowledge that few lived long enough to hear, the kind of song that could devastate and shape worlds. It wasnât just a pretty face.Â
And want - attraction - was so many things, tangled, for that voice to catch its hooks on. The hero should have been prepared for this, even if the siren hadnât been.
The sirenâs smile dropped. They both glared at each other, hearts pounding.
âWell, then,â the siren said. âI suppose Iâll just have to come to you then. Rip your heart out the old fashioned away.âÂ
On that noteâŚthe hero bolted.
A/N: So I donât normally A/N my writing, I prefer people make their own conclusions and draw their own thoughts on my work. Iâd put this in the tags if tags were not being weird. So. Under the cut. #Sorry not sorry.
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Hey, Iâd really appreciate if youâd tag this as asexual since as an allosexual aromantic I would like to filter asexual content so I can decide if I feel comfortable seeing it. No hate towards asexuals I promise! Itâs just that quite a bit of asexual content I see is very arophobic. Thanks so much!
I thought I was going to let this go, because I donât want to start to drama and tumblr can have a disturbing habit of dogpiling that I donât want to perpetuateâŚbut the more I thought about it I just donât want to let this go.Â
I also donât want to privately message you about it, because you decided to take this to a public forum on my post where everyone has to read your words, so now weâre going to talk about it.
Please note that I am not basing this on your one reply to my post detailed above - I looked into why you might feel this way and noted this on your profile:
âNot all aroâs are ace, just like not all aceâs are aro. We aroâs already deal with so much erasure and hatred and we need solidarity from the ace community instead of hatred toward aroâs who arenât also ace. The ace community is only recently gaining visibility and support from the rest of the LGBTQIA+ community. Donât you remember when you were as erased as we are now? Iâm not asking for a whole lot here. Iâm simply asking people to tag asexual content as such.â
Okay. Do you not see the irony here? No? Letâs unpack.Â
In short: your response to my post literally asks asexual people to enable you to erase them, because you find us uncomfortable. You say it is because you do not want aromantic experiences to be erased but you are explicitly coding my identity as a trigger warning and asking it to be treated as such.Â
There are two key things here.Â
1) You are asking for a lot. It is not the responsibility of asexual people to make ourselves invisible for you. The mere existence of our identity does not deserve to be a trigger warning. You are responsible for your own consumption of content on the internet. You can ask for your needs to be met, but you donât get to say that erasing ourselves for you is nothing. That is not and never will be your decision.
2) You went out of your way to post on a post made explicitly about asexuality, by an asexual person, about asexual representation in particularâŚto tell us that our experience, our existence, is something that should be filtered out and sanitised for you. Maybe you donât mean that as hate, but it is not okay, and frankly reads rather a lot like âno offense, but can you go back to the closet. I donât hate you, you just make me uncomfortable by virtue of existing.âÂ
And that sounds horribly familiar in a way I feel like you should understand.Â
I believe you when you say you donât mean any hate towards asexual people, but the implications of your words were hateful, and reading your reply felt like getting punched in the throat.Â
But letâs look some more at the post which you so object to.Â
It is very clear from the initial ask at the top of this post that this story/post is going to be dealing with asexuality and an asexual protagonist. Therefore, regardless of the issue of how it is tagged in my original post or any reblogged versions of my post, there is no version of it where the asexuality is going to sneak up on you. It is not hidden. This means that on the most basic level the post does allow you to decide whether to read it or not based solely on the fact it includes asexual content, and therefore you already have control of your experience and the ability and choice to not engage.Â
You cannot pretend you didnât know it was about asexuality because you posted specifically about the fact it was about asexuality.
Therefore, you could have simply skipped and that would have been fine. You do you. Stay safe.Â
However, you didnât do that.Â
Which means this is not about your boundaries anymore, it is about you wanting us to stop being there entirely. It is you wanting to erase us even if you are not fully conscious of that. It is you being spectacularly disrespectful to asexual people in the way that you want to avoid for yourself.Â
I donât get to filter you out when you literally come onto my post and force me to get a notification about how much my existence makes you uncomfortable, and Iâm not entirely convinced you paused to think or care if your response and requests made me or any asexual seeing it comfortable or not.Â
Did you read the story? Iâm guessing you didnât before you told us to be more invisible.Â
This post is about how many people try and reduce asexual needs, desires and representation to a joke. It is, despite the fantasy setting, me navigating my personal experiences with my identity that I do not see talked about or reflected a lot. It is me trying not to feel alone. Me trying not to feel invisible and erased. Me trying not to feel like everything I want in my life is wrong. Me still trying to feel like what I am is okay years after coming out, because people like you consistently remind me in quiet little ways that what I am is not ânormalâ and not accepted in the way that other people get to be. And some days I can breathe past that and some days I canât and I shouldnât have to.
To put it bluntly, this post was not made for you. This was our safe space.
Finally, as the added kicker to all of this, if you had bothered to read the story before posting on it, you would have noted that my story explicitly states that regardless of if the romantic asexual protagonist wants love or notâŚthatâs not whatâs important. It wouldnât be wrong even if they didnât want that. E.g, if they were aromantic, they would still be just as worthy of respect, and they would still be enough.
Iâm not aro, so maybe Iâm misunderstanding or lacking some deeper nuance, but last I checked I didnât think that was arophobic. I remember specifically thinking about aro people actually when I was writing that post and thinking âhey, I donât want to act like aro people donât exist and that romantic love is the end all of end alls because it is notâ.Â
I didnât want anyone to feel the way I feel now. The way that you made me feel.Â
TL;DR: Next time skip the obviously asexual post about asexuality. We deserve better than you coming into our space telling us to shrink. Â
Vampire Concept
A coven of Vampires have cultivated and kept alive a town of people for several generations.
Providing them with provisions and anything they need to survive. The healthiest of foods and the cleanest water.
They are taught, and educated and worked in the ways of all forms of Art, never having to work for life, just do what make them happy.
They are Isolated from the outside world, never getting visitors. Just lived, worked, married, had children, age.
But they never grow old.
death is not allowed in this town. when one is sick or injured, the Hospital heals them with âa special potionâ which is just Vampire blood that has Healing Properties. Everyone lives no matter what.
Until they vanish.
The Vanished people of the town are celebrated, they are remembered, the remaining people mourn and move on.
It was just their way of life. After generations of it happening, they knew no different way of living.
The Vanished, vanish on Mile Stone Years. 15, 20, 30, thirty being the most common age, but on the rare occasion, sometimes children will vanish, and on even rarer occasions, the Elderly will vanish.
No one tries to stop the vanishings, those who tried in the past Vanish along side the chosen. They werenât allowed to try and stop them from leaving.
There is no guarantee when, no one knows, there is no warning. A family will just wake one morning and someone will be gone. As if they wandered off in the middle of the night.
Lured away by the Vampireâs hypnosis.
It is in the Hypnotized State that the Humanâs remain.
Having been cared for, healthy and no need to stress or worry about their life. Taken at the appropriate age. Conditioned to live their life, with no knowledge of the outside world to question the conditions in which they live.
The Vampire Coven care for these Humans the way they do, to be sold to other vampires. Expensive, healthy, happy, unstressed, Fresh from the source, human blood. Hypnotized to not feel pain or know what is happening to them, they are sold to be enjoyed by any Vampire that can afford them.
Essentially, its a Winery for Vampires. Humans aged the right amount of time for different flavors of blood.Â
The Waiting list for them is Centuries long, any Vampire would be Lucky to have a taste of these Prime Humanâs Blood.
Some vampires have tried to find the city, and those lucky enough to find it are quickly killed and made an example of to the vampire community.
There is a Werewolf pack that guards the borders of this Winery Town. Protecting them from sneaky Thieves and occasionally scaring off a wandering human who gets too close.
The Werewolves are a family that are indebted to the Vampire Coven. must do their bidding. they are also paid, which has become their incentive more so than the debt that is owed, either way, it works out for everyone.
The worldâs richest Vampires in the world, sell perfectly aged humans to be enjoyed by only the luckiest of Vampires.
Interesting idea!
I wonder how large a pool the vampires would need to insure genetic diversity through the years? Esp if its given that people do age beyond their prime child bearing years. Maybe with complete control over the culture of the group, the vampires could decide which humans could have children together. Or maybe if "virginity" was a blood trait that was prised then the hidden culture could be entirely celibate and the vampires would just import babies from elsewhere.
Although, if noone is dying of natural causes, I think they would all need to be eaten at some point. Maybe 50% are taken before they're 45, and noone really stays past 75. (What a bizare world that would be! Babies just appear, and eventually just vanish again). Thiugh maybe you would want verified humans to live to be crazy old, then the vampires that interact directly with the population wouldnt be singled out as strange.
Population size would be difficult to decide, and different ones would be more facorable in different story settings. 2-300 humans would be easier to control, and would have a tighter knit community with less outliers. But the diversity problem deffinalty comes into play with that small a group. (This would probably work in a post-apocalyptic story, where the vampires scour the ruined earth for people and bring them back, like cattle).
A group of several thousand people would be harder to unify. Though it would be a good setting for a YA fantasy where a plucky young heroine escapes and/or rebels against the man to save her fellow peoples.
Alright, this is getting a little out of hand.
Story Idea!
The baby prince/princess is stolen away by their wet nurse. A few towns away a poor woman is accosted by the gaurds; her child has a very similar birth mark to the missing royal. She is wrongly accused and sentenced; her child "returned" to the king and queen.
Imagine: vampires so disconected with their food they don't realize it comes from humans.
(Think a small child reacting on the realization that animal chickens and food chickens are the same thing)

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Movie recommendations??
Anyone else having problems watching practically any movie because it unnecessarily sexualizes female characters? I'm watching a dinosaur movie. I want dinosaurs, not a 10 second shot of the lead ladies cleavage.
This crap is why I watch childrens shows and documentaries.
Anyamways, recomend some good movies
Commissions for Coffee âď¸: Lucy and Mina
Lucy Westenra is the Princess Peach of Dracula, you canât tell me otherwise.
Love love Mina and Lucy's relationship in the book. Movie and tv adaptations never get them right.
Dracula Characters as Onion Headlines
Mina:Â
Jonathan:Â
Lucy:Â
Arthur:Â
Jack:Â
Quincey:Â
Van Helsing:
Dracula:Â
Renfield:
Swales:Â
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When Writers Whine.
To writers who say
I, a professional writer, say
Writing isnât hard. You know whatâs hard?
Iâve done all the jobs above, except firefighting and construction (though I did work as a housepainter).
Fuck you and your pretentious posing. Writing is sitting on your ass and thinking. It takes concentration, and yes, it can be exhausting and frustrating.
But writing ainât fucking hard work. You donât break bones, get burned, have customers spit at you, deal with piss on the carpet and phone numbers written in shit on the walls, yellow jackets, drunks, paranoid schizophrenics who attack you because they think youâre Hitler, and customers who dump the pile of clothes you just folded on the floor right in front of you and laugh at you.
And donât say, âOh that happens because Iâm a parent.â Fuck you.
Stop posturing as a Serious Writer by complaining how writing is like opening a vein and using your blood for ink.
Writing should be a joy to you. The process of creation should fill you with happiness, even when itâs not going as well as you want it to. Revision should be something you look forward to. You may get mad, want to cry, hate your characters, but you should enjoy even that.
If you donât feel this way when you write,
To everyone asking "can vampires do this, are vampires xyz?" Who tf cares. The market is so over saturated that you can do whatever you want with them!
(Fanfics dont even have to follow established rules, call it an AU and move on)

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Vampires and The Magnus Archives Fears
Inspired by a conversation in the Discord server wherein somebody suggested that vampires are affiliated with every fear/entity. They were specifically talking about the vampires in the show, but I decided to take it a step further and find aspects of vampire lore from a bunch of different sources that tie-in to one of the entities.
The Eye
Mind reading, especially when the act of mind-reading is tied to the act of biting/feedingÂ
e.g. the Pact Arcanum series
The Spiral
The way being preyed on over a long time can make you feel weak and confused with no obvious cause
Seeing things at night and not knowing whether they were dreams or realÂ
e.g. Carmilla
The Lonely
Staying young while all of your loved ones grow old and dieÂ
Not being able to connect to people because your experience of the world is so different or because you would hurt them
e.g. Twilight
The End
Death, immortality, seems straightforward
The StrangerÂ
Nonhuman thing pretending to be human, often looks just slightly wrong
Loved ones being replaced by vampires wearing their bodies
e.g. Dracula
The Desolation
Folklore vampires often targeted families and communities, so people would lose many or all of their loved ones in quick succession,Â
some jerk vampires in fiction are fond of torturing humans for funÂ
e.g. Anita Blake: Vampire Hunter
Stories that draw attention to the fact that vampires can endure extreme injuries and pain for an arbitrarily long time due to immortalityÂ
e.g. True Blood
The Slaughter
Jerk vampires just randomly killing humans for funÂ
e.g. Seraph of the End
The Vast
The feeling of how short a human life is compared to the vastness of time, works best with vampires who are thousands of years old who have watched empires rise and fallÂ
e.g. The Vampire Chronicles
The Buried
Many new vampires wake up buried in their coffins, having been dead for a bit before transforming (though they generally manage to get out)
All the vampires in European folklore who are staked or otherwise trapped in their coffins but still âaliveâÂ
Modern stories where vampires are buried alive as punishment by other vampiresÂ
e.g. Being Human
The Dark
Theyâre nocturnal, they lurk in shadows. Vampires are a pretty classic âthing that goes bump in the nightâ
The Corruption
Arguably the closest original affiliation of vampires, since a lot of vampire folklore seems to be based on explaining the symptoms and spread of disease
Every story where people can be infected with vampirism against their will
The Web
Compulsion, ranges from preventing victims from screaming and running to straight-up controlling peopleâs actions or thoughts, but the most web-like is the post-hypnotic suggestion sort of thing where victims donât know theyâre being compelledÂ
e.g. Vampire Diaries
Immortal vampires exerting their influence over the course of generations, gradually shaping the world to their desires by manipulating human societiesÂ
e.g. Vampire: The Masquerade
Needing an invitation to enter a home and so tricking/manipulating people into inviting them in
The Flesh
Humans being like cattle to vampires, valuable only as food, and potentially even being farmed and harvested for their bloodÂ
e.g. Daybreakers
The Hunt
Vampires preying on humansÂ
Vampire hunters
The ExtinctionÂ
Stories where all humans will eventually become vampires, particularly when vampires donât remember or care about their human existenceÂ
e.g. I Am Legend (which obviously yes is about disease but itâs more specifically about the end of humanity)
In conclusion, you can use vampires to tell basically any story that you want and thatâs why vampires are the best. Also something about how all the entities are related or whatever.Â
Dead and Rad
Why are people afraid of the world ending?
Zombies? Sounds like fun, especially for people who want to be zombies. 10/10.
Vampires? Who doesnât like vampires at least a little bit, come on theyâre cool and drink blood and they are a blast to talk to.
Androids/AI taking over? Good for them, they deserve it! Theyâre far superior to humans anyway.Â
WW3/Bombing ourselves out of existence? Well gee, we kind of deserve it for letting things reach this point again. We shouldâve learned better.
Solar flares? Itâs a natural occurrence that canât be stopped, just like if a meteor comes and kills us all like the dinosaurs. Itâll likely happen so fast you wonât even realize it anyway.Â
Particularly bad Natural Disasters/Climate Change? Wowie we deserve this one too. You know, with the whole pillaging the planet and all.Â
We consume too many resources, the planet canât handle it anymore, and everyone who canât leave the planet dies off? Well thatâs shitty, but kind of humanityâs fault.Â
Animals become sentient and take over? I would actually love for this to happen, it sounds like fun and I would much rather be controlled by my pets than by Jimmy down the street because he thinks that helping other people is a bad thing.Â
A mass extinction event kills off humanity? Good. Itâs a natural occurrence, and if itâs our time then letâs gO.
A disease takes us all out? Good for that little fella, youâve evolved to become so powerful!
Mutants evolve from humans and completely dominate the rest of us? Good for you! Thatâs how evolution works.Â
Someone brings back dinosaurs and weâre stupid enough to not properly handle them? Seems like fun, I want to be eaten by a prehistoric whale.Â
Some religion got it right and judgement day arrives? It didnât come fast enough. Pick up the pace guys Iâve been falling behind enacting everyoneâs karma.Â
Aliens? Aliens. Who doesnât love aliens. Come fuck humanity up, guys.
The people in the sewers decide to come back up? Good for them, they need more sunlight.
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I mean... i think the anon was saying that they can just copy a few lines instead of the whole chunk. Unless, they can continue it themselves i guess? And, why are you talking about creativity when your work is mostly just writing according to requests, so.. and its not like you add much original content in it
âŚyou do realize the response is original content? As in I wrote and came up with it? Dialogue, descriptions, etc? Thatâs this funny thing called original creativity which deserves to be credited to the person who wrote it. You might have heard of this if you didnât just copy paste what other people came up with.
Them writing their own thing is a very different thing to them using what I have come up with and my FAQs have always reflected that. If you donât understand that I honestly donât know what to say to you. I suppose you think an artistâs commission is also not their original artwork if someone else gave them a brief of drawing a horse.
Fyi, anons are now going off because I am so bored of arguing with disrespectful idiots.
Prompt:
After the death of a Wise and Powerful King, the young prince asks his beautiful and kind Queen Mother for the story of how they met and fell in love;
only to find out she was a princess kidnapped from a warring land, and that she despised the King, Kingdom, and her own sons with every fiber of her being.