ego sum monstrum cruentatus

Indie Original/Mutli Verse OC Axel Valerius Primary Face Claim: Luke Mitchell Secondary Face Claim: Jake Abel Non Selective: est 3/2015 Mun&Muse 18+

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“Does helping a monster become less of a monster count as a good thing?” Jared snorted as he looked at the other vampire. His first thought was to just say no and get the hell out of there, but somewhere in the back of his mind he understood that what the vampire said was true.  He wasn’t alone.  Letting out a breath he hadn’t even needed to hold, he nodded. “I guess that I should try, for both our sake’s then.” He glanced over at the girl. “I didn’t kill her… I… I can control it.”

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“Can you?” he looked skeptical and made no move to hide that look. “Nevermind that.” It had been an impulse to offer his help but he needed to have a plan. “Where are you staying?” The streets weren’t so much dangerous for their kind as they were inconvenient, the wrong spot could end with exposure during the day from simple passerby.  

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SEXUAL TRAITS

tagged by: @euphoriaemporiae

INCLINATIONS/HABITS:

is submissive | is dominant | prefers to top | prefers to bottom | likes to switch | identifies as heterosexual | identifies as homosexual | identifies as bisexual | identifies as pansexual | identifies as demisexual | identifies as asexual | enjoys sex with men | enjoys sex with women | enjoys sex with multiple people at one time | initiates | waits for partner to initiate | spits | swallows | prefers sex in the morning | prefers sex at night | prefers sex any time | no sex drive | low sex drive | average sex drive | high sex drive | hypersexual

BODY/APPEARANCE:

small build | medium build | athletic build | muscular build | curvy build | voluptuous build | wears boxers | wears lingerie | goes ‘commando’ | shaves/waxes| doesn’t shave/wax | cup size a-c | cup size d-f | 1-5" in length | 6-9" in length | 10" or over in length

SOUNDS:

is silent/makes little to no sounds | is very quiet | is very loud | grows in volume over time | bites hand/partner/pillow to muffle themselves | calls out partner’s name | curses | fakes/exaggerates | prefers a quiet partner | prefers a loud partner | is turned on by dirty talk | is turned off by dirty talk |

TURN-ONS/KINKS:

having their hands pinned | pinning their partner’s hands | having their hair pulled | pulling their partner’s hair | being watched (by their partner) | being watched (by a third party) | watching their partner | receiving oral | giving oral| calling their partner ‘daddy’ / ‘mommy’ | being called ‘daddy’ / ‘mommy’ | giving praise | receiving praise | biting/marking | being bitten/marked | spanking | being spanked | teasing | being teased | having toys used on them | using toys on their partner | giving anal | receiving anal | choking | being choked | dirty talk | being tied up | tying their partner up | being worshipped | worshipping their partner | humiliating | being humiliated | degrading | being degraded | knife play | blood play | being pegged | pegging their partner | whipping | being whipped

PLACES:

in a bedroom | in a shower/bath | in a pool/ocean | in a kitchen | in a bathroom (home) | in a bathroom (public) | in a car | in a tent | in an alleyway | in a field/forest | at a school | in an empty/abandoned building | in a library | on a rooftop/terrace | in a dressing room | in an elevator | in a parking lot | at a museum | at a cemetery | at a beach | in a closet | at a hospital

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“Taller? It’s the heels, darling,” his laughter has a touch of mirth to it, the first such genuine sound from him all night. 

“I doubt I will ever settle down, truly. It would get boring, and these meetings get tedious enough as it is.” A slight nod, a shrug of high shoulders as he glanced to the dining tables. This, at least, was not so awful. To be dolled up and spoken to as an equal, a leader among peers. 

“I have no plans.” He may have been tempted to lie, to falsify some sense of a life beyond his work, but that fleeting touch drove the idea from his mind, a spark down his spine he refused to admit.  “i would be happy to speak of business with you, Axel.” 

“Then I will see you after.” Pulling away to take his place among the others was like fighting gravity. Yet he does it. He sits by the underling from his coven, speaking quietly. “I’ll be having a meeting afterward, I’d prefer not to be disturbed outside an emergency.” 

The event dragged on until after midnight and Axel was ready to go. Outwardly he kept the facade of mild manners and pleasant calm but he was ready to leave. He searches for Aubrey near the entrance while fielding farewells. “It was a pleasure to see you again.” He catches the Elf’s eyes; smiles.  “I’m afraid I have to go, but yes a pleasure.” He slips through the crowd. “Would you like to accompany me back to mine or do you have a plan in mind?” 

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BOLD all that applies to your muse.

italicized  -  applicable in some verses.

• eyes:   blue | green | brown | hazel | gray | gray-blue | other

• hair:   blond | sandy | brown | black | auburn | ginger | grey / white | multi-color | other

• body type:   skinny | slender | slim | built | curvy | athletic | average | muscular | pudgy | overweight

• skin:   pale | light | fair | freckled | tan | olive | medium | dark | discolored l

• gender:   male | female | trans | cis | agender | demigender | genderfluid | other |

• sexuality:   heterosexual | homosexual | bisexual | pansexual | asexual | demisexual | other

• romantic orientation:   homoromantic | heteroromantic | biromantic | panromantic | aromantic | demiromantic

• species:   human | undead | shapeshifter | demon | angel | witch | wizard | ghost | incubus / succubus | werewolf | alien | mutant | android l other

• education:   high school | college | university | master’s degree | PhD | other

• i’ve been:  in love | hurt | ill | mentally abused | bullied | physically abused | tortured |brainwashed | shot

• positive traits:  affectionate | adventurous | athletic | brave | careful | charming | confident | creative | cunning | determined | forgiving | generous | honest | humorous | intelligent | loyal | modest | patient | selfless | polite | down-to-earth | diligent | romantic | moral | fun-loving | charismatic | calm

• negative traits: aggressive | bossy | cynical | envious | shy | fearful | greedy | gullible | jealous | impatient | impulsive | cocky | reckless | insecure | irresponsible | mistrustful | paranoid | possessive | sarcastic | self-conscious | selfish | swears | unstable | clumsy | rebellious |emotional | vengeful | anxious | self-sabotaging | moody | peevish | angry | pessimistic | slacker | thin skinned | overly dramatic | argumentative

• living situation:   lives alone | lives with parent(s) / guardian | lives with significant other |lives with a friend | drifter | homeless | lives with children | other

• parents/guardian:   mother | father | adoptive | foster | grandmother | grandfather | other

• sibling(s): sister(s) | brother (s) | half-sister | half-brother | none | other

• relationship:   single | crushing | dating | engaged | married | separated | it’s complicated

• i have a(n):   learning disorder | personality disorder | mental disorder | anxiety disorder | sleep disorder | eating disorder | behavioral disorder | substance-related disorder | PTSD | mental disability | physical disability

• things i’ve done before:   had alcohol | smoked | stolen | done drugs | self-harmed | starved | had sex | had a threesome | had a one-night stand | gotten into a fist fight | gone to hospital | gone to jail | used a fake ID | played hooky | gone to a rave | killed someone | had someone try to kill them

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“That, I believe,” he chuckled. A brawler with a soft heart. His brawler. His look softened as Axel pulled him into a hug. It was harder to meet his eyes from this position, but he could feel that his touch was comfortable… with just a hint of tension.

“You’re not happy now?” He waited a beat. “I’ll do anything in my power to make you happy,” he promised. “And I’ll always keep you safe.”

“Hey, hey now. I didn’t say that Anthony- I’m happy. You make me happy.” He did. He loved him, even if he didn’t have the words to say it. “I’m very happy, especially right now.” He leans his forhead against Anthony’s shoulder. “I only meant that... it doesn’t matter. I’m happy now, that’s what matters okay?"

“I know you’ll keep me safe; I promise the same for you. Forever.” 

“Are you happy?” 

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“What? Lie to this face. Of course you can’t!” Anthony joked, settling into what was likely the start of a very nice hug- if not an intriguing cuddle-session. He dragped his arms around Axel’s shoulders. “I bet you were an adorable and incorrigible six-year-old,” he chuckled. He could almost, almost picture a young, tiny Axel chasing after feral kittens and befriending them. “Risk taker, heartbreaker….Rule breaker,” he beamed. The mysterious transfer student who didn’t ‘duel right’. “Were you happy?”

“I was a terror as a child. Always starting fights with my brothers.” he tilts his chin up to watch Anthony’s face. “I ran my mother ragged bringing home strays and trying to hide them. I kept a cat in my sister’s closet for a month. It ruined her favorite shirt.” His mother was a good woman but he had to admit the number of animals he had attempted to smuggle into their house was too much. “Rules that don’t bend deserve to break.” He slides his hands up so they rest beneath his shoulder blades, closer to a hug. 

“Of course. I was a kid.”

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"you’re healing, and healing takes time. " (I hope you don't mind?)

Dave huffed and touched his stomach. “I know it still itches like nobody’s business “

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“Consider that if it wasn’t itching you would be dead.” Axel sets a glass of water on the table to Dave’s left. “and if you even think about scratching it you might still be.”

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Aubrey nodded, an appreciation, an understanding to the gesture. Axel had done much in their time apart. A clan leader, and on the council … if he hadn’t been powerful before, now he had the explicit politics to back him. “Impressive,” noted, that he’d taken on the duties officially he seemed to shy from in their time together. They’d both grown. 

“Life has found me … better.” He does not know the brief answer, how to summarize the rolling hills and valleys of his life since becoming king. The one word is not enough, and he lingered upon it, after a moment adding, “I have found routine in my new roles.”

“What news have you heard?” A slight cock of his head, a tug at the corner of his lip. He’d always loved a good rumor. 

He wants to know all the words between what he’s said. Routine. One thing they neither had found much comfort in before. “Well, for one I could hardly believe you could get taller.” a smile, a tilt of his head. “Simply news about your life, what you’ve done- whether or not you settled down.” He wants to say more, while they’re relatively alone but there was more to this night than them and it was expected of them to take their seats for the dinner portion. He glances at the placard of his name across the hall. Considers.   He reaches out, touching Aubrey’s hand just barely. 

“Do you have plans after tonight, I thought we might discuss some business between us?” Business.

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Monkey was almost obliviously happy at the greeting, hogging space so that it was difficult for Anthony to get close, and purring so loudly that the vibration reverberates through the couch. As irked as he was, Anthony had to admit the constant revving sound was soothing- like white noise.

She liked Axels’ sideburns and up to the crown of his head until his hair was wet- no more or less clean when she started, but the kneazle persisted anyway. “Move hon!” Anthony laughed softly, but Monkey wouldn’t budge. Anthony would have to content himself by being second- getting what little of the hug he could get. It was enough to see how she eased Axel’s mind, however. “Thank you,” he said at last. Actually, he was hoping to stay during the physical examination, too. But Axel likely needed some space and privacy for that- and the healer might shoo him (and Monkey) out of the room anyway. A knock on the door signaled the healer’s arrival. “You ready?” he asked, gripping Axel’s hand before answering the door.  Monkey stilled and looked at the doorway, wary and ready to defend one of her humans. Anthony opened te door, expecting either a family’s longtermphysician, or one of the healers Anthony had known in his overseas studies. Instead, he saw a tall man with dark hair and a remote look in his black eyes. He lifted a brow. “You called for a healer.  I’m Christopher Sun on staff at Illvermorny’s patient wing, I’ll be seeing to the patient today.” Anthony stammered something unintelligible and looked to where Axel lay. Monkey didn’t bat so much of a whisker, much less snarl, so he took it as a good enough sign and let the healer enter.

“You giving me a choice?” He stroked Monkey’s back in smooth motions while Anthony answered the door. He wasn’t nervous so much as wary. More so than he was typically inclined to be. He knows he should probably move Monkey out of the way but he’s far from being inclined to do that either. He reclines against the couch cushions as if he were a king taking court. He could shoot the bull with the best of them and that was something he knew he was good at. 

When the healer stepped into the room he cocked his head to the side, considering. He didn’t hide the fact that he was clearly sizing the man up, face almost blank outside the tiredness that he couldn’t shake. Anthony seemed at a loss and so he decides he’ll just suck it up and play nice. “Christopher is it?”

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His body canted upward, meeting Axel’s rolls with his own, breathless moans flowed from his lips. Easton floated in a dark cloud, every touch a bolt of lighting flashing through his nerves, electrifying, lifting him higher with each passing moment, until Axel pulled away, and he coasted. Eyelids heavy with pleasure, he reached out to cradle the other’s face with one hand, then slid towards the back of Axel’s neck, coaxing the man closer. “Kiss me, come on. I want you.”

Pleasure was a good look on him. Axel shifts and meets his lips, takes control fluidly and rides it out until he can no longer taste the blood on his lips. The hand on his neck is a solid warmth and he isn’t inclined to move far from it for the moment. “Oh, do you? I couldn’t tell.” He brushes his knuckles down the center of Easton’s chest, across his stomach to take him in hand and kisses him again. He plans to bring him off quickly, for once not inclined to tease. “Go on, take what you want.” Later they could play. Later he would have him strung out for hours but not tonight. He marks the man’s neck with small bruises and nips before biting once more. 

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Didn’t we all. 

The mistrust is to be expected. He’d be more concerned if it wasn’t there. “Nothing at all except peace of mind.” he laughs, soft and perhaps a bit bitter. “I’ve done a lot of bad in my life so far. Maybe I think helping you will take a modicum of that stain off of my hands. Of course, if you decline that’s your right but know I am far from the only other creature of the night who might take offense to your current...” he gestures at the girl on the ground “habits.” 

He bends to slump the human against the wall and wipe at the blood on her neck. Come morning she may simply assume it was a bad dream. That was to be hoped at least. “What do you say?”

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“I told you our boy had good taste.” His father’s smile was broad and warm, and Easton didn’t have the heart to correct him. Considering his associate, Easton had horrible taste. 

“Which he got from is mother.” 

Sometimes his parents were too much. Easton wondered if he could ever age like them, like honey which aged but remained essentially the same. Their love could outlast time. The thought settled in the pit of his stomach like a block of ice, but before he could feel the chill, it was put into an Styrofoam box and put away in the attic of his mind. Something to unpackage at a convenient time. 

“Just trying to cure cancer, no big deal.” 

“He’s working on a pill to help with iron deficiency.” His mother interjected with a subtle eye roll. “Well, Axel, what do you do? What’s your plan for the future? What’s your thought on marriage?” 

“That’s still very impressive.” he enjoyed the energy in the house, it was easy to see how Easton had been shaped into the man he was. “Ah, well-“ He nearly says ‘I need a few more years before I try that again’ but instead he shakes his head. “I think it’s wonderful when people find someone they can enjoy it with. Personally, I don’t believe I’m ready for it.” An honest answer.

The last time he had been married was before America was a country. The last time he’d considered it the world decided it was undeserved.  “As for the future I don’t have any plans at the moment, I like to see where the world is going to take me. Though, I think I may try a hand at teaching or perhaps writing a novel. Something with magic and misadventures.”

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He nodded and grit his teeth. Not okay for anyone to go near the forest- but okay for himself to be sent to. It was enough to make his blood boil- but seeing Anthony have a meltdown was the last thing Axel needed.

The Kneazle purred and burrowed under Axel’s armpit, all but forcing the wizard to hug her. Then she began grooming his stubbled cheek and into his hair, trying to smooth down a sleep-mussed cowlick of hair. “Just… a healer- if that’s alright with you.” “Oh! Word on the healer. And I took the liberty of doing a quick patrol around the forest of de–” The elf chimed in in a bright sing-song tone until Anthony cut him off, gesturing worriedly. “Um… Aristophanes… why don’t you keep a look out for incoming owls? I’d like to talk to Axel in private?” The elf blinked then nodded as he went out to the porch, glamoring himself to look like an owl perch.

“I called a healer to come,” he said sitting down on his cot to face Axel. “The memory loss. The symptoms. I think we need a professional. I’ll send them away if its too much for you but…” his eyes went soft and pained. “Please. Please don’t send them away.”

“Hey, Monkey.” he laughs, burying his face in her fur, fingers brushing through. His head snapped up to Aristophanes with his mouth set in a firm line. He watches Anthony send the elf away and settles back with Monkey in his arms. “I trust you, Anthony. I’ll see whoever you want and I won’t send them away- as long as they’re not an asshole.” He hated fighting with Anthony on anything and he hated seeing him upset even more so. 

“There’s only room for one asshole in this apartment -isn’t that right, Monkey?” he smiles but it doesn’t quite reach his eyes. “I’m going to be fine, Anthony. I promise. Will it make you feel better to sit with me until your person gets here?” The words are teasing but the request is sincere. His free arm is raised to make room for Anthony to come close as well. “I’m not being difficult on purpose.”

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“This is London, there will always be rumors. I’m gone before they can pin anything on me.” Jared had learned that already, going from place to place helped in keeping himself a secret. The other vampire talked quiet reasonably with him, something he had not expected if he was honest. Quickly light blue eyes took in Axel’s appearance and he knew that the other was talking in vampire years, because Jared was quite sure that he had the other beat with a couple of years at least.

“Oh… a maker.” He repeated in a softer voice, realising what the other had meant. “I don’t know.” Jared simply said. “I woke up in the mud and when the sun burned me I hid… I never saw anyone like me until now.” He gave Axel a nod at his name. “Jared, Jared Brodie.”

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You won’t always be. He thinks, but, it wasn’t the time for a full lecture. “Yes. Whoever it was should have been around to teach you about this life. As it is, Jared, you’re woefully uninformed.” Axel was old and with that, he felt a sense of responsibility. He knew what it felt like to be abandoned as a new vampire, and now was harder than ever with news traveling quickly as it did.

“I’d like to offer to teach you, if nothing else, how to feed without bringing hunters down on your head. Or on anyone else’s.” 

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Jared wrenched himself out of the grip the other vampire had on him so that they were now standing facing each other. He wasn’t running though. He had never been the type to run, which was what caused his problems in the first place.  He stuffed his hands inside the pockets of his ratty overcoat; These people didn’t have the best of clothes and he could only steal, he did not have money to buy better clothing. Not yet, he hoped it could change in the future. “And?” Jared asked with a shrug. What did it matter to him that another vampire saw him. “Plenty of food in one city.” The man irritated him, prickled his senses. “I don’t see why I should tell you anything… and is a maker?” He grumbled.

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“Plenty of people to start rumors as well.” Axel tilted his head, eyes narrowing as he considers the new information. It wasn’t as though he’d never known a vampire to abandon their prodigy but it was reckless. “Consider that I’m considerably older than you and willing to help you in your... predicament. A maker is the vampire who turned you, and who I assume abandoned you as well.” he mirrors his posture, hands sliding into the pockets of his own coat, expensive but well worn. 

“At least tell me your name, and how long you've been a vampire. Mine is Axel Valerius.” 

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“Hey hey hey,” he cooed. “It’s alright. If you don’t want that, I get it. We just need to figure out what happened to you first. Get the heat off you for a little while as you recover and we discover what happened. I don’t… I don’t trust THEM to have your best interests in mind…  And…” And he didn’t trust the Magical Congress to not burn and smear Axel if they had lost control of the situation THEY put him in. How would that be different from their M.O.? By God, that better not be the case. By God… He’d burn the world down if that were true. Axel valued his work. He was good at it, but no one should be under any pretention that the Congress valued him. “We’ll get your bag back. I promise,” he said, writing up a quick letter to send by owl. Clarification on plan. Just stall at work.  He moved to a nearby side table to finish the letter, leaving Axel to his soup when there came a poof of light and Monkey came bounding back in, little Aristophanes clinging to her back.

He clenches his hands, nails digging bluntly into his palms until he’s back under control. “I know. I know, I’m sorry. You’re right. I know how they can be...” he shakes his head and reaches for another sip of water. Just for something to do. “I don’t want you or anyone else going back into that forest, not until we know what’s out there.” Not for me. 

When Monkey appears Axel’s lips twitch with the beginnings of a smile, he holds out a hand for the kneazle to come near, wanting to pet her as he calmed his nerves. “You didn’t say who you want me to see, Anthony. I’ll see someone if you think it’s necessary but I want to know who beforehand.” He’d had enough bad experiences and seen more than enough to know to be careful with who to trust in such situations. He also knew a fair many names he would sooner amputate his own leg than let anywhere near his mind or body. When the familiar brush of fur still hadn’t come as he finished talking he frowned and looked to the cat, wiggling his fingers more firmly.

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It was wrong of him to think that the other vampire would just slink into the shadows again. Of course he would not. Jared was too young to be aware of how strong another vampire could be, he did not have the education, he did not have any word of explantion towards his being. 

Before he knew it he could feel the fingers in his neck, cool just like his own skin and oh so strong. He growled softly when the other commanded that he let go of the young woman. For a moment Jared still resisted him, but the authority in the voice made it clear that the vampire would not hesitate. Letting go, the body of the young woman crumpled to the muddy street, but she was still alive.

“Let go of me.” Jared hissed. “You can’t just intrude and presume to command me.”

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Axel could have sighed when the body crumpled to the ground but he refrained, now was not the time.  “Can’t I?” He does loosen his grip, just slight enough that it became a warning rather than a threat. A silent don’t run. “You were feeding nearly in plain sight. If I hadn’t caught you someone else would have.” Perhaps not that evening but one of them. “ You aren’t the only one hunting tonight.” “Tell me something, what’s your name and who’s your maker?” He’d like words with them. Many words. If the vampire wasn’t even wary enough to drag his prey back into the darker shadows someone had failed him spectacularly down the line.