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rwac96 · 3 months
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If jaune is Adrian's donor pyrrha and bleiss we warring against each other while trying to get adrian to call one of them mama.
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Pyrrha: *cooing* "Adrian, sweetie, say 'Mama'."
Adrian: *sucking his thumb* "Gah."
Bleiss: *pushes Pyrrha aside* "No, no!" *coos* "Bleiss is mama."
Pyrrha: "I beg your pardon?!"
Bleiss: "That's right, b--Pyrrha!" *internally* 'Musn't cuss around Adrian.'
Weiss: *watching from the couch* "How long has this been going on?"
Jaune: "Since Bleiss 'invited' herself inside after Saph and Terra left for the movies."
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Giving Hearts Day
Person A is a wealthy and influential vampire who is trying to promote “composting/recycling” in the vampire community by working with a doctor, Person B, to promote the idea of signing up all their pet humans they keep, care for, and feed from as organ donors, so when they do die from living the life of a glorified blood bag, their organs can go on to save more lives and help the human population.
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The donor au that a lovely anon sent in is up. I hope you enjoy and thank you again @fangirlsaywhaat for beta reading this and really helping me set this world up. Go check out their mafia Dinluke fic. It’s not as intense as mine so you might enjoy it. 
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xitsensunmoon · 1 year
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WHY IS VAMPIRE AU Y/N MORE SIMPABLE THAN THE ACTUAL, Y'KNOW, ONES THEY'RE SIMPING FOR??? P L E A S E IS IT JUST ME OR??? IS Y/N KINDA,,,,????????????
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Honestly? Understandable, they're slaying
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streaminn · 1 year
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The streamer Enid au
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Wednesday Addams sighted in San Francisco!
After the recent hit on her latest book: Viper de la Muerte: Lunal Curse, Wednesday Addams mentioned going off the grid for personal reasons. A hiatus from our so studious author? More likely than you think!
But what people definitely didn't think would happen is to see her out in and about in the streets of San Francisco. No one has been able to reach out as to why specifically she is in such a sunny place but the tall figure she was with might just give a hint! Several witnesses have mentioned them being rather close and isn't that so shocking from the usually touch averse writer of gore?
Read more at…
"Wednesday is here!?" squealed a streamer. She seemed a lot sparkly today, her bangs falling to frame the side of her face and her scars stretched as she smiled brightly at the camera.
This is Enid or Endespair if you want to go by channel name. She is a small twitch streamer who regularly posts her videos on YouTube and is known for her rather upbeat personality. The contrast of such a sunny person is why most would take a peak on how she would react whenever she'd play this year, month or day's horror game.
Safe to say, she reacted like most would do. Very loudly. Atleast at first, until slowly but surely you'd see her screams tamper from a shrill shriek to the barely contained jump. It has her chat becoming nefarious little shits and doing the best they can with horrible timed sound alerts and donations with text to speech.
She also is a werewolf and in a world where most are normies, a lot of people were rather intrigued and some monsterfuckers took solace by lurking in chat.
The mods had to ban a few people when the streamer bared her teeth at a character once or twice. For an outcast, Twitter murmurs that she's rather good at controlling her instincts.
Anyways, talking about Enid's background aside, the reason why she's squealing and clapping her hands like a seal today is for one reason alone.
Wednesday Addams, the ever so revered thriller and horror author. One who is very well known for her graphic depictions of gore in her books. It was a shock to some newcomers when the ever so jumpy Endespair genuinely loves and adores such literature but it definitely painted a confusing picture.
However, it isn't just the books that Enid loves but the author too.
Yeah, chat can put two and two together. Enid was simply a masochistic dog who liked things that scare her. All jokingly said of course, her fans know better than to push boundaries. But the contrast of such a colourful person enjoying all things dark and macabre is the opposites attract trope that most would fall for.
"Do you think I could try to bump into her?" Enid gasps before her brows furrowed. "Wait no that feels kinda creepy, seeking her out like that is weird as hell don't do that guys."
"so true, just go about your daily day and maybe luck will grant you a wish"
"I ROLLL UP IN A NEW BUGATTI"
"woo her with your cute beanies and sweaters!"
"imagine walking around with flowers, she likes black dahlias right?"
"this some gay shit right here"
Enid turned a little red at the support of her making a move towards the author, her cheeks blooming as she pushed up her glasses. "Now guys, it'd be weird if I just came up and besides!" she picked at her nails, a pretty colour of black turning to white, the sparkles of beads shining in the light. "She's here for vacation so let's not be bothersome."
"Tru Tru but who's stopping admiring!?!"
"pull some main character moment and bump into her at the grocery store"
"she's very pretty"
"one day streamer, one day"
The blond sighs, her hands cradling her chin as she pouts. "if only I could see her! Hopefully she's fine with a little hug or maybe a hand shake-" her hands flew about, a cheap attempt to explain. "For someone who only dresses in shades of black and white, she makes it work so well.." a dreamy sigh escapes Enid as she sinks into her arm.
"why's the stream tagged for RE when she's just simpin?"
"games extracting give her a sec"
"bc it's funneh"
"god I can't wait to see how she reacts to the daughters"
"streamer got a type and we will exploit it"
It's the ding of her pc that reminds her that she has a game to play and with a rather dramatic sigh, she straightened up in her seat to stare down at the newly extracted game.
Her brows furrowed as she grinned at the camera.
"Simping time over chat, let's get over my fear of flesh eating zombies over before dinner!" she cheered, clicking onto the new shortcut on her pc. The Pic of a half man and half wolf making her smile as she enters into Resident evil: Village
In an hour or two, the horrified stare of Endespair has people clipping as she watched Ethan get his hand cut and sipped on. The scene made her brows furrowed and her nose scrunched as a look of disgust came over her face.
"Oh God- that's disgusting," the horror in her tone is obvious but the blush splattering across her skin made others think that something was running through her head.
Enid ends the stream with a slump against her seat, a whole eight hours spent on the game as she finishes the Dimitrescu castle. It shouldn't have taken so long but she got distracted, lost and very confused so many times she considered quitting once or twice by the fifth hour.
Chat was as unhelpful as always but some donors took pity and helped her out. Luckily, after hours of mind numbing game play, she got through it.
As Ethan stumbles into the church and she saves, for some reason the sight of a typewriter brings a rather beautiful smile on her face as she leant on a hand. Chat chitters at the bared teeth, cheering and spamming.
“YOOOO ANOTHER CLIP FOR THE MONSTERFUCKERS”
“Those teef are BIG”
“With the headphones youd think she’s a normal”
“Lowkey forgot shes a werewolf until this, im so thankful for the reminder”
It makes Enid blink as she notices the rather fast speed chat. She rolls her eyes and gives a tight lipped smile this time, shoulders shaking at the influx of sad and pleading emojis.
So once the beating of her heart finally slowed, she couldn't help the sigh of relief as she sunk deeper into her comfy ass chair. But, such peace didn't last and her ears burned when she vividly remembered black gothic clothes on women.
When Enid managed to catch her breath and sit up, she pointed at the cam with way too bright cheeks.
"You guys know how I react to people in black!" she pulled her glasses off, rubbing at her eyes as she waved the frames around. "I should've known when you all clamoured for RE:8 instead of the fourth remake, yall are so luck-"
There's a ring of a phone and almost immediately, she perks up, nearly throwing her headphones off her hair as she stands to get her phone.
The stream ends suddenly after that.
Raven in love? Wednesday Addams seen with an unidentified man in San Francisco!
To think the ever so elusive Wednesday Addams would be out with a person today! We are just as shocked as you readers.
Our sources have seen the oldest Addams seemingly pressed next to this unidentified man in a park far from any noticeable place. Perhaps… Star crossed lovers? From the photos, the two would be friendly if this was any other person but to the Wednesday Addams, this is a completely different stance!
Read more in…
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witchofthesouls · 2 months
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The image of Tarn lying down with a flock of 6 multicolor bitties with as of yet unidentifiable kibble nibbins using comms to dictate his report to one of his team is an increasingly common sight. Bitties snoozing away happily at Tarn's Spark as his engine purrs at them.
Megatron once accidentally witnessed this. He took an image capture for "blackmail." One of the sleepy babys was nomming the mask. It was adorable.
Tarn guards his wriggling flock of tiny (to him), soft bodies with the intensity of a nesting dragon, and part of his hoard is his office chair that's extremely comfortable, absolutely durable, and can recline.
Tarn has a holo-screen and digital keyboard that can be manipulated to follow his gestures, so he already has a habit of doing his administrative duties in a reclined position.
Most of them settle down easily to nap upon the biolights, cozy and warm. However, the smaller ones can wiggle their entire bodies into the crook of his neck, so they get the direct thrum of his exposed cabling and the vibrations of his voice as well as the heat of his shoulder treads.
While Tarn can mute the peripheral noise and angle the screen just right to keep his torso out, any emergency meetings are treated to the sight of Tarn with two newsparks acting like little kittens nuzzling in a nook that's right in the very few gaps of his heavy armature that's beneath his chin, sleepily chewing on a toy.
Tarn can't get them out because it would cause a ruckus, so he pretends that there's nothing there and Megatron allows it.
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monster-cock69 · 7 months
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Vampire Tony drinking a blood bag and realizing that it’s his soulmate’s blood and going on the hunt for Peter
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cryptidclaw · 6 months
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The clans, and by extension the Erins, whole “yOu CaN oNlY hAvE kItS wItH a CaT oF tHe SaMe ClAN” rule only makes sense if you don’t think about it for more then five seconds lol. It’s honestly a miracle that the canon clans have survived this long. Because if a insanely deadly disease flows through, due to their lack of genetic diversity, they are done.
And how exactly does the Outside Sire thing work exactly? Do order cats just go out and find some random cat or is it kinda like a job application where other cats have to come to them and they pick the most suitable sire? With how order cats can be with outsiders, part of me feels like they would be a bit picky.
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Yes! I completely agree! in reality kits with cats of the same clan would just lead to such bad genetics...
anywaysss to explain the donor thing further:
First off I want to establish that I dont think these cats have the same connotations or feelings around uh... reproduction, as us humans. Ofc they can have accidental pregnancies but i dont want to think abt the connotations abt that tbh. to me they mostly mate just to have baby.
because of this there isnt anything emotional between the donor and the cat who wants babies, they also dont need much of a relationship. I think the main criteria is "is the cat strong and with good genetics?" and "will they do this with no strings attached?" the donor needs to be just some random cat that isnt going to show back up wanting the kits, which i think is actually not too hard to find in loners outside the Orders since they are often just wondering travelers who dont want to be tied down. I think that there are a lot of toms who like the idea of spreading their bloodline with no need to be involved with the kits at all as well.
I think that they would be a bit picky about who they choose, each Order also has their own values on the kind of traits that are most important, so i think they would lean towards a donor who is closer to their Order's idea of a good choice! ex: Wind would want a slender swift donor, and maybe Thunder would want a big tough donor. Tho cats cant be too picky, there are only so many loners wandering around near the borders to choose from (ex: Ravenscourge's donor was a very littol guy lol).
also meta things: basically donors cease to exist after they serve their purpose, i dont want them to visit or come back as a part of the plot. I like the idea of most donors being wondering toms who just travel around and don't stay in one place long, which can explain this. I also will simply assume that each donor is a different cat, no repeats for the good of the gene pool even if in reality there probably would be several different litters sired by the same Outsider.
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rwac96 · 3 months
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Lets day jaune is Adrian's donor just so your jaunr otp can react to adrian crawling up to them and calling them "mama" or "dada"
Adrian: *crawling towards Noel* "Mama."
Noel: *raises her brows* "Gah!" *blushes* "N-No, sweetie! Your mommies went to the store."
Adrian: *looks up at Noel* "Mama." *wobbly stands up* "Ma!"
Noel: *picks up Adrian* "Oooh, you're so adorable!" *pulls him towards her, nuzzling him*
Adrian: *giggles* "Mama!"
Ruby: *watching from the couch* "Jaune, why is Adrian callin' Noel 'Mama'?"
Jaune: *blushes* "Uh, Saph and Terra needed a donor...and...well..."
Ruby: *wide-eyed, scoots away from Jaune* "Nope. Stop talkin'!"
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wildlife4life · 8 months
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Writing Poll Game
Tagged by @disasterbuckdiaz @jeeyuns and @buddierights 💜
Rules: Make a 24 hour poll with the names of your wips and then for whichever wins, write one sentence for every vote it gets.
I won't give the titles for my wips, but a very basic description. These are all buddie fics.
If you have any questions about these fics, send an ask.
Tagging: @thewolvesof1998 @thekristen999 @giddyupbuck @911onabc @loserdiaz @forthewolves @wikiangela @hippolotamus @spotsandsocks @spaceprincessem @starlingbite @shortsighted-owl @devirnis @housewifebuck @alyxmastershipper @monsterrae1 @transbuck @princessfbi @cowboydiazes @cowboy-buddie @cowboy-buck @honestlydarkprincess @bigfootsmom @exhuastedpigeon @brokenribsdiaz @try-set-me-on-fire @bekkachaos @sibylsleaves @homerforsure @watchyourbuck @eddiediaztho @rogerzsteven
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Am I really thinking about going to home depot to get paint cards for reference for this scene??? Yes. Yes I am. Really excited to finish up this fic.
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xitsensunmoon · 5 months
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I was reading a post studying vampires and now I'm laughing my ass off imagining if THIS happened in that comic where bthtf Moon bites Y/N
[And here's the og post if you want to check it out: https://www.tumblr.com/arsanatomica/647490907247116288/a-few-years-ago-i-went-to-an-anatomy-conference ]
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SOBBING NOOO he just gave them a little nibble😭😭
But honestly this is so interesting!! Maybe I will be even able to use some of this information hehe
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lazybakerart · 9 months
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Prompt: Harringrove meets the righteous gemstones boys? (Crossover-style)
"From the J-man to the Big G upstairs, I need you to chill out, my dude." Kelvin says as kindly as one can at the three in the morning before a Sunday service to the trespasser who turns out to be Keefe's seventeen year old nephew.
Hands zip-tied behind his back, Billy spits on the floor of the compound's security headquarters, grinning at Kelvin with every tooth in his defiantly mean mouth.
The security officer on shift looms over the kid, thumbs hooked in his utility belt, and is far from shy in how much he wants to use the appropriate amount of force as granted by Daddy.
"I apologize." Keefe tells Kelvin, hands wringing together, dressed in a pair of Kelvin's sleep-pants and his boots, looking as sorry as any man with an estranged older sister could. Keefe gestures at Billy. "You should apologize as well, trespassing's illegal in South Carolina."
"It's illegal everywhere." Billy says.
"Even so."
Kicking at the floor, Billy's worn-out sneakers squeal across the tile as his chair tilts back and hits the guard in the hip. "Rather get zapped again, thanks."
"They used the stun guns on ya?"
Startled, Keefe takes a step towards Billy or the guard and there are slips, repenting is hardly a straight path forward, but then there is assault.
"We will be addressing that in the morn, rest assured. There will be a talkin' to." Kelvin says, quick and bright and as comforting a soul can be nursing a growing headache, struggling to take in what exactly is happening anymore. Maybe it's the end times after all. "But right now? I have not gotten my solid nine and I am not dealing with none of this until I do."
Kelvin places his hand on Keefe's elbow to reel him back in and gestures scissors, snip-snip, please? at the guard.
He points to Billy. "You're comin' home with us. Got a guest room you can use until we get all this settled."
"Maybe I don't wanna." Billy says.
"Then what was the plan? Huh? Sleep on a rollercoaster till you hit eighteen?"
"Nailed it in one."
"It's okay, Billy." Keefe says. "Kelvin's a good guy."
Kelvin's cheeks warm.
He shakes it off quick.
It's odd to see the two of them next to each other - the family resemblance in the bleary-eyed hours of three o'clock, faint but there in the dirty blond of their hair and the cut of their jaws.
Billy glances over to Keefe, unsure and unwilling, suspicion narrowing his blue eyes, so clearly out of options to drive across the country for family he hasn't seen - according to Keefe's explanation on the drive over - since long before he hit double digits. Kelvin hardly needs the gritty details to know the story's been written sour from beginning to now.
Kelvin trudges up his patience he uses with the youths when he's awake and not being called to deal with an issue involving his long-term guest.
Kelvin crouches to look up at Billy sitting in his chair, though no longer tied to it - the kids appreciate the deference. Makes them feel in charge.
"You hungry? We can get you somethin' to eat? Keefe makes a mean smoothie, bud."
Kelvin hasn't been on the receiving end of that type of hot-headed, wish you to Hell glare since the first time he'd met Keefe. Brown eyes or blue, blood is blood. Keefe is family. Billy is too.
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a-silly-worm1 · 4 months
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So a while ago when the “if it was written by vivziepop” Twitter trend was going around still, I wrote a parody for tsp. So here’s my thingy!! Yay!!
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Salt Follows the Moon - Red, White, & Royal Blue | Vampire!Henry - ch. 57!
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The next thing Alex knew, the car had stopped and the world was dark around them. Henry’s hand on his knee roused him, wagging his leg gently while Henry beckoned, “Alex? Darling?”
His breath moved like the ocean around him, still sounding asleep as he sat up to try and understand what was happening…
The car sat parked on the side of the road in front of a Welcome to Austin sign. Henry tried to ask clearly, “Do you remember where your house is?”
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witchofthesouls · 20 days
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How's Tarn with parenthood?
Tarn thought he would be the disciplinarian. The one with the firm hard.
Nope. He's the soft parent. Soothing cries and answering the uppsies and hoarding the bitties to his chassis as he does paperwork. During breaks he'll 'play fly' with one of the sparklings with wing nubs.
He's the dad with a billion photos in his digital wallet, has a scrapbook of all the "Baby's Firsts" for each one, and likes getting gifts for the kids with every hunt. You're standing nearby, hawking his every move because you don't want him to spoil their appetites with extra snacks and treats before dinner or give them a sugar rush before bed.
The D.J.D. is enjoying more recreational activities since more on-the-fence worlds are more lenient with traveling families. Even better for them because they can start hunting traitors on those planets on the down low.
When the first trio gets too big and energetic for the shared quarters, there's a discussion about what to do. Tarn's looking up options for a bigger berth, whereas you're delving into furniture and decor ideas to convert your old habsuite for the first trio's own quarters.
Tarn's fussing and having separation anxiety after thousands of years with all the little frames giggling in his hab:
"Are you sure they're fine?" "For the tenth time, yes. Tarn, you'll see them at the second shift fuel break." (Ten minutes of you dozing and Tarn curled over the second trio that are not the tiny newborns but still small and delicate from undearly-departed Overlord.) "What if-" "They're only down the hall and together. We had tagged all the belongings and furniture. We have monitors. And they're nowhere near the docking site. You checked on them a groon ago and they're sleeping. They're fine." (Cue Tarn with sad classical music)
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