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This blog is now an archive
An independent heavily headcanoned rp blog of Max Philips from Bloodsucking Bastards
Minors DNI
Mutuals only
Crossover and AU friendly
Mun and muse are 21+, written by Mori
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"Pfft. I'm a lot of things, but I'm no snitch. After all, those get stitches. Anyway.."
She'd pondered the notion of what he'd probably like before she settled on a fancy whiskey.
"You strike me as a fancy whiskey sort of chap. Correct me if I'm wrong."
“Good girl, snitches are no fun, they always spoil everything, don’t they? You don’t have any here? They should cover my tab and yours too, such a beautiful girl like yourself, is being wasted here, why not own this place, bet he couldn’t guess a customer’s favourite drink” he teased with a wink, challenging her to rethink her perspective. “Say I offered you a job right now, one that would change your life, would you take it? Answer me honestly and I’ll tell you the truth, see if whiskey is my favourite.” Perhaps he would see how long he could draw it out and then see where they ended up. “All talk and no play is never any fun, you play darts?” he asked.
@the-expatriate
Once Upon a Time Verse:
Fairytale origin has some basis from The Dead Man’s Wedding, a Greek Folktale
Max up in a village on the outskirts of the Enchanted Forest, always looking beyond and wishing to learn more. He charmed his way and had many lovers as he grew, his family decided to move away to a wealthier area but he remained for her, Julia. For him ever since he laid eyes on her and they had become the best of friends, she was the one. It was during a village dance that their love story began, this love only blossomed and they would be wed under the stars a year later. However, this fairytale love story would not last forever. After fleeing his village in the Enchanted Forest, Max was found seemingly dead outside its borders. When he returned, he was different. His body bore the wounds of death, yet he still walked, still spoke. But his heart no longer beat, and an unfamiliar hunger gnawed at him from within. At first, he resisted. He avoided the village, hiding in the shadows of the forest, hoping the hunger would pass. It didn’t. It only grew stronger. Desperate, he gave in, taking his first victim, a lone traveller lost on the road. The hunger quieted, if only for a time. Soon he learned to enjoy the hunt and revelled in his new self. Control slipped away faster than he expected. He wasn’t just feeding; he was changing them. The first was an accident, a man who didn’t die as he should have, who rose again with the same hunger. Then another. And another. Max had created something beyond himself, something he couldn’t undo. But there was one line he swore never to cross. Julia, his wife.
She was the light that tethered him to the man he used to be. He kept his distance, watching her from the shadows, never revealing what he had become. But the village was growing suspicious. The disappearances. The bodies drained of blood. Julia, ever the healer, had begun tending to the victims. She was too close, too involved. The night he came for her wasn’t a choice. She was trying to save one of his victims, pressing her hands to the wound, whispering reassurances. Max knew it was too late for them, but not for her. He took her before the village could. Before they could realize what he was. Before they could burn her alongside the creatures he had made. He tried to keep her human, tried to earn her trust, to make her see that he was still the man she loved. But the hunger inside him didn’t care. Eventually, it won. Julia became like him, not by accident, but by necessity.
Then, the Dark Curse came. In an instant, their past was gone. In Storybrooke Max was human again, or so it seemed. He had wealth, success, and purpose. The Crimson Care Blood Center, part of the larger Crimson Partnership, was his life’s work, a foundation dedicated to medical advancements, scholarships, and supporting those in need. Julia, a nurse, stood beside him. They lived in a grand estate, their existence marked by philanthropy and prestige. Yet something was missing. No meal, no drink, no luxury ever truly satisfied him. And sometimes, in the dead of night, he would wake with the taste of something metallic on his tongue. Something familiar. Something wrong. The hunger was still there. Buried and forgotten.
Affiliated with @ordinarycass3
".. Advisor? Apparently, I've been assigned to you as one of your bodyguards, sir. Although I'm not sure why you didn't get one of the Eastern Coven's Deathdealers, that's beyond me. Pari at your service, sir."
The blue haired, black wearing Deathdealer stated, taking a little bow. After all, she would have to be respectful. She'd been relocated from the Paris Coven due to infighting with some of her peers.
[Underworld AU]
Looking up from the fresh glass of blood in his hands his gaze focused on the two other vampires on his lap. “Leave us” he waved as they left them to it, a wide smile spreading across his face as he looked her up and down. “Well hello gorgeous, Pari? What a unique name, I like it!” he offered his hand “Call me Max, why don’t you get yourself a drink and fill me in on what you know about how things are in this coven?” he knew there would be questions about her, there had been before her transfer. There was one thing he was particularly good at and that was talking, he was sure he could turn any conversation in his favour. “Any other skills I should know about before we get started? That includes making a good cocktail by the way.”
Verses:
Underworld
Once Upon a Time
Underworld Verse:
Max was once human, but his life was shattered when Lycans slaughtered his family. In the wake of this tragedy, he and his two brothers were turned into vampires, not out of mercy, but necessity. The Eastern Coven needed strong warriors, and the brothers were seen as valuable assets. While his siblings embraced their new existence with ruthless fervour, Max took a different path. Strength was useful, but power, true power, lay in knowledge, strategy, and influence. Rather than taking to the battlefield, he positioned himself in the shadows, whispering in the ears of those who shaped the coven’s future.
Max serves as the Eastern Coven’s advisor, a role that places him at the heart of political intrigue. Unlike his brothers, who enforce the coven’s will through bloodshed, Max wields power through negotiation, manipulation, and carefully cultivated relationships. Over the years, he has built an extensive network of contacts, securing ties with crime lords, information brokers, and other supernatural figures. This makes him indispensable, not only as a strategist but as a diplomat who ensures the coven’s continued dominance in the ever-shifting underworld.
Personal History & Motivations:
• Lingering Guilt: Though he was often at odds with his parents, their deaths left him with unresolved anger and regret. He keeps his old graduation certificate as a quiet reminder of the life he lost.
• Pursuit of Influence: Max does not regret his transformation but sees strength in intellect rather than brute force. He seeks power through knowledge, influence, and long-term strategy.
• Questioning Loyalty: While deeply loyal to the Eastern Coven, he sometimes wonders if seeking knowledge from other covens could make him stronger. He is careful with these thoughts, knowing that open curiosity could be seen as a betrayal.
Hidden Agendas & Greater Ambitions:
Max operates with subtlety, quietly gathering intelligence and forging alliances outside the coven’s immediate sphere. Some whisper that his past may hold ties to an influential family or an ancient order within the supernatural underworld, suggesting that his transformation was not random, but part of a larger, hidden design.
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Send me a symbol for my muse to answer these questions about the mun!
👀 Do the mun and you get along?
“Sure! We have many conversations, and whilst she doesn’t agree with some of what I do I distract her with music and we then don’t have to talk about it. She likes my energy”
🎨 What are the mun’s hobbies?
“Music! Listens to a lot of that, we were surprised it didn’t make it onto that dash game on Jim’s blog but she LOVES Royal Blood, ask her about Royal Blood, and just do it. At the moment we are shouting the lyrics to Supermodel Avalanches, a certain bit at the chorus, it’s good stuff! She is a HUGE gamer and has been since she was young, there is a story behind that if you want to ask her about it up to you and she may answer, depending on how she feels, music too! Absolutely obsessed with the Elder Scrolls Series especially Skyrim, special interest right there if you ask her and she’s sure you are ready for a LONG conversation then she will tell you, Dragon Age is her second fave! Basically if she comfy it all comes out like vomit. Then we have reading, she’s a little sad about LJ Smith, she is currently reading Sherlock Holmes books. Oh and one more thing she said this paragraph is too long, she loves collecting Pokémon on video games and she is a Pokémon enthusiast!”
🍀 What is your opinion on the layout of the blog the mun did for you?
“My mun doesn’t have Photoshop so the pretty stuff her good friend Lou did! I quite like it, purple is sexy”
⚡ What is the mun’s favorite weather?
“Two options here! She likes listening to the rain and going to sleep during that time but for going outside and walking? Definitely sunny and not too cold”
💧 How often do you annoy the mun? And with what?
“She says I talk a lot and whilst I do interrupt some conversations I’m sharing my opinion! And she does forgive me a lot of the time, I make people laugh and smile 😇 She doesn’t mind my singing most of the time”
Muse talking about the mun
Send me a symbol for my muse to answer these questions about the mun!
👀 Do the mun and you get along?
✌ Is there anything you dislike about the mun?
👋 Do you and the mun agree on something?
✍ Has the mun some special talents beside writing?
🙏 Do you think the mun would be able to survive in your world?
✨ Does the mun read fanfictions and if yes, what is your opinion on them?
🎉 Does the mun likes to go to parties or not?
🎁 Is the mun good at taking compliments or not?
🎀 What does the mun have for a music taste? Do you like it?
🎨 What are the mun’s hobbies?
👗 How is the mun’s fashion sense?
✂ Did the mun ever do something to make you jealous?
⏳ How much time does the mun spend on your blog?
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🍓 What is something you and the mun disagree on?
🍀 What is your opinion on the layout of the blog the mun did for you?
⭐ Is there any genres the mun enjoys writing but you don’t enjoy being part of?
🌟 Is there any genres the mun doesn’t enjoy writing but you enjoy being part of?
☀ Does the mun listen to you while writing or not?
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❄ Did the mun ever forced you to do something you didn’t want to do?
💧 How often do you annoy the mun? And with what?
🔥 How would you spend one day with the mun if you could?
☀ Does the mun have other muses beside you? What is your opinion on them?
Do you really think a sweet little human like that bookworm Maria would ever look twice at a monster like you?
Send brutal anons to my muse(s) criticizing/negating their relationships in canon or with someone they interact with on this blog!!!
“Well duh, she already has! She can’t resist these charming good looks and my great set of teeth, besides under every sweetheart is a dark horse just waiting to be set free! If vampirism doesn’t do it for her I’m sure I can do it other ways, I’ve met a few naughty bookworms, less of the stereotyping!” he winked. He was sure he could persuade Maria to want to be turned if she didn’t already and even if she didn’t, he had other ideas in mind. “Bye Felicia!” It would take more than a few comments to put him off her scent.
@bloodsucking-bstrd from here
It wasn't the first time someone not-entirely-human had stumbled in requesting his services. It would likely also be far from the last. Despite his attempts at staying the fuck off people's radar and not engaging in the drama that sometimes came with other paranormal and supernatural beings, after living nearly a thousand years there would always be a friend of a friend popping up. At least it wasn't a hunter like the man before him claimed attempted to stake him.
"Cyka Blyat," Nick swore under his breath. Both at the situation presented to him, and the further fuckery of now having to fudge some reports on why blood bags were missing. He had been careful, taking only the oldest bags and the bare minimum needed to deal with his own blood thirst. It was enough to go unnoticed, but with another vampire roaming about and not knowing which bags were taken... Cyka blyat indeed.
"Lay down," he instructed curtly, pointing at the exam table in the room. "And take your shirt off. I will need to clean the wound. Is there anywhere else you are hurt?"
Max turned around to hide how much he was trying not to laugh, he wasn’t sure what the doctor had said but he could tell he wasn’t too happy with the situation. He also felt an urge to quickly get out his phone from his jacket pocket and put into translate what the doctor had said, he would have to do it later unless he wanted to risk upsetting the one he needed help from. Saying such to the doctor was in his mind, close to saying something similar to a hairdresser who was halfway through doing their job, would he want to risk an awful haircut The answer was obvious, he liked risks but when it came to being injured; he would give it a pass.
The vampire slowly laid down on the cold examination table, swearing at the jolts of pain that spread through his body. “Unless you count my expensive shirt no don’t think so Nicky, what are you going to do about it?” he asked, looking up at him with a small charming smile.
@quiisquiliae
Continued from here
With a chuckle he replied “I could, or you could go and tell him yourself, he’s back home and he’s well… a messy eater if you know what I mean, not that I'm complaining, messy is fun” The younger vampire commented, wiggling his eyebrows. Max at times also struggled with his thirst, he knew how easy it was to give in to hunger and become the beast written in folklore. “You can call me Max and you must be the gorgeous Lucy, pleasure to meet you, sweetheart, why don’t you tell him yourself?” he asked, his eyebrows raising slightly. How he knew Jim was an interesting and slightly fun story, although, in her current mood, he wasn’t sure she would be so eager to hear it.
@vyrulent
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“I know what everyone wants, deep down, to be seen, to be heard, everyone wants to be seduced, loved or whatever! What matters is I want to get to know you and I think you want to do the same” his smile was confident as he wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close. “Live a little and say yes to fun! Adventure and one hell of a ride, what do you say gorgeous?” He offered his hand, wondering if she liked dancing.
@tealeavesandthorns
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Continued from here
A mischievous grin spread across his lips as he replied “There is no one else as stunning as you in this room gorgeous, the name is Max and I want to show you around, the the places I bet you have never been to, or even know about! If you don't like it, we can chat, but something tells me you want to know more” he winked. Max wanted to sink his fangs into her neck and enjoy the sweet nectar of blood within, still, he was sure the wait would be worth it. “Do you like sports, fashion, eating out? What are you into?”
@gothamsjestersiren
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Ever since he became a vampire, he noticed how those animals with better senses than humans always seemed wary of him, as if they could sense that there was something more to him that made him a predator to them and in some cases their owners, he had tried to play with them and at times it had calmed them down, on one occasion a cat had attempted to scratch him after non-stop hissing for about two minutes. There were some animals however that seemed more comfortable with him, those who had come into contact with him more often such as those who lived on the same street. “Uh huh, good for you and the dog! My allergy fluctuates, have good days and bad days” How close to the truth that lie was he wondered as he continued to keep a little distance, his plastered smile never faltering.
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