Permanant Hiatus

Vampire | 1,100 | Devilishly handsom NSFW Heavy | Mun & Muse 20+

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No decisions are final, seeing as I’m not sure how strong my Eric muse is atm but, I miss him and may rp him even if it’s only for a few threads.

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I’m archiving here and moving this to a sideblog, at least for now.

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This is my new blog/muse Follow and interact, or don’t but if you don’t then i cry

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just gonna leave this here while I clean my house/watch trash tv 

I’m not sure which muse will be active tonight but I would really like to get some stuff going with her either way.

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“ all i can think about is you. ”

Eric looked down in her eyes, a soft smile tugging at his lips. He put a hand on each of her arms, and looked into her eyes for a moment before pulling her in and giving her a kiss on the forehead.

“Is that such a bad thing?”

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I wish I was good at making promo graphics because then I’d just make a really sick promo for my blog and people would be all woah look at that *follows*

Okay probably not but this is still a thing I’d like

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Warnings: dark plot with conditioning/training, slavery, pet play and dub!con

Setting: AU society where demons are the ruling race and humans live in small secret underground societies.

inspired by this fic

muse a is part of demon’s high society, and it has been common practice for centuries for humans to be used as pets. Having one is a way to earn recognition for the power and will it takes to mold one into the perfect little pet.

muse b is part of the fallen human society, thrust into a life under the demon’s radar least she be found and led into slavery. 

During a random hunt, muse a manages to locate muse b’s home and captures them, deciding that they will be the perfect little pet for them to show off. Used to a life of freedom, muse b is not willing to even try to play the willing victim to muse a.

Additional plot point: muse a finds out they like some defiance as it makes things more fun.

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"Kinky..."

Send kinky and I’ll generate a number: Accepting

#53. Our muses get caught having sex

They had been going at it all day. Eric had locked the doors to his club, and told his employees to not bother showing up for work. He had her laid down on his desk, he was leaning over kissing her neck, his hand trailing all over her body. He was hungry for her and his body was showing it. They were lost in each other when the door to his office swung open. He looked up, and quickly grabbed his shirt off the floor, covering her with it. He didn’t mind being seen in the nude, but he knew women liked their modesty. 

“Dammit Pam have you gone deaf?” The last word coming out with a bit more anger than Eric had intended. He walked around the desk, his bare body walking towards the other woman. “Go wait by the bar.” He ordered her.

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I can't just name one thing because honestly I love everything about Eric. You play him so amazingly perfect right down to smallest details. ❤♡❤

i CRY

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I love your characterization. I feel like you really nail down the character of Eric, especially his passion. It's just a++

Name one thing you really enjoy about how I portray my character.

i love u

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His offer was sweet, though she wouldn’t admit it. “Nik already killed the bastard. You missed your bloody chance to play viking hero.” She was fighting the urge to push him away, or maybe it was to pull him closer. She wasn’t really sure. “-Yes, a little late to the party though” She looked up at him as he turned her around, her legs moving to wrap around him. “You want to make it up to me? Tell me what was so important that you left me without you for a year.” 

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Eric rolled his eyes and sighed. He pushed back from her, standing up straight. “I was taken.” He admitted. “Some of Russel’s brainwashed were wolves trying to seek revenge.” He explained, grabbing an elaborate box from the shelf in front of him. The box had been hand made over one thousand years ago from human bone and silver. He set it beside her and opened it carefully. “My fathers crown.” He explained. “Not why I was gone, but I am proud to have it back in my possession.” He went on, leaning back over her. “What really matters is now they’re all dead and I’m back.”

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@xbuffywantbeerx Continued from x

Eric gritted his teeth before swinging around and catching the book in one hand. He threw it at the wall hard enough to crack the drywall, and cause a few photos to fall from the wall. The pictures shattered on the ground, but Eric didn’t even flinch. He walked up to her, his face like a stone. 

His eyebrows furrowed together as he was wondering for himself if he too, was doomed to live a life alone. To fall in love with humans only to know they would grow old and die, or have to make the decision to give up their life as they knew it to stay with him.

“I can’t ask you to be with me.” He spoke through clenched teeth. He could never ask her to make that decision. “For you, this seems like something that could last a long time..” He started. “For me... A human life span feels like only weeks.” He tried to make her understand. Eric would die for her, and he wanted nothing more than to turn her and keep her by his side for eternity, but he was never going to ask her to make that choice. He was never going to even bring it up. He loved her too much to force that on her. He figured this was the easiest way for both of them.

He saw red when she called him a coward. There were many things that he was, but he had never been called a coward. And though when it came to love, he was, he would never admit it. He took another step towards her. “I would greatly appreciate it if you would stop throwing things at me. That book was an original.” 

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❝ I knew it was only a matter of time before you left. You're just like all the others! ❞ She shouted while tossing a book at the back of his head.

Eric whirled around at the whooshing sound the book made flying at his head, and dodged it last minute. He gritted his teeth and made a slight growling noise at her. “What am I supposed to do?”

He nearly yelled at her. Eric was always good at controlling himself, but he could feel himself slipping. “I’m not staying by your side and watching you die.” He hissed. They both knew this day would come. The day where they realized just how tragic their relationship was. She was to grow old and live a human life. He was to never age again. 

“I can’t do it.” He had turned away from her, his face barely looking over his shoulder at her. His eyes squeezing shut.

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"What are the chances I can see you after patrol?" Buffy asked, pulling her hair up into a pony tail as she turned to look at him. "Because I really want to see you after patrol."

Eric looked up casually from the book he was reading. He swung his legs off of his desk, and stood up before responding. “If you want to see me, then you will.” He responded with a soft smile. “

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How do you feel about adisa? Does it hurt you cant give her a family?

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Eric listened, feeling out the weight of the question. Of course, in the human sense of the word, Eric hadn’t had a ‘family’ since he was human. But something most humans didn’t understand, was that vampires were capable of making their own families in their own way.

“Adisa is my family.” He started, looking down at his hands, pausing a moment before starting again. “Having children isn’t something I’ve ever wished for.. Adisa on the other hand..” He trailed off. He knew she would love to have a child, but that wasn’t something vampires talked about much. If a vampire wanted children, then it wasn’t something they liked to talk about.

“Adisa knows how I feel about her.” He changed the topic. “I am very fond of her.” He took in a breath. “She understands me, and I understand her.”

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She’d have been lying if she said his words didn’t make her melt even a little. She let out a sigh as the grip on her hair loosened and she turned her face so she could look up at him. “Mikael returned Eric.. He came back and I was scared.” Fear was never something either would willingly admit to in front of anyone but each other. Not even her siblings got to see her admit just how scared she truly was. Adisa shifted against the desk, pushing back against Eric. “I needed you here and you where gone. So forgive me if I’m a little pissed” 

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Eric froze for a split second, but not long enough for anyone other than another supernatural being to notice. He leaned up a bit, listening to her. “I’ll kill him.” He offered. His voice showing the anger he felt, knowing someone had such a hold over her. It angered him that someone could put fear in her this way, granted, he knew who he was to her, but that didn’t mean he necessarily cared. He’d protect her no matter what. “I’m here now,” He almost hissed, leaning back into her ear, though his anger wasn’t necessarily directed at her. He shifted himself, turning her around. He was now positioned between her legs, but he wasn’t using force anymore. “I’ll make it up to you another way, if killing him wont suffice.” He offered.

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Journal Entries;

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As she sat and ate she continued on to read the next entry. 

His father was a King? The more she read about this man the more intrigued she found herself becoming. It was like no matter how hard she tried she just couldn’t stop reading about him.  

She wanted to know more…she had to know more. She had already began to picture within her mind what he might have looked like, and what he may look like now if he were still alive - which she would learn later on he was indeed still alive. She imagined him to be tall and rather handsome. She also pictured him being someone who could be easily angered, but have a softer side that very few got the chance to see.

Finishing up her dinner she placed the dishes in the sink then returned to the table where she collected all the journals and headed to her bedroom. 

Crawling up into bed she made herself comfortable. It was no time at all she had found she had done powered through several more entries. Each and everyone of them capturing her more than the last. 

She needed a shower but the thoughts of pulling herself away from his journal was just agonizing. But finally she pulled herself from her bed and headed to the bathroom. If she took a quick shower then she could return to her bed and continue on to read until she fell a sleep. 

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Dec 30 919

My family is gone. Ten days ago they were murdered by an unknown heretic after my fathers crown. My father’s dying breath was used to crown me as king.. And his last command was that I avenge their deaths.

My mother had called me to dinner, but I couldn’t stop myself from fooling around with one of the servant girls. My father being king, we had had many servant girls, and I had had nearly all of them. Of course my careless evening came to a halt when I heard it.

At that moment I hadn’t realized it, but I had just heard the last screams, the last sounds my parents would ever make. Panic rushed through my veins as I ran out of the small room and into the dining area of our home. My mother and father bloody on the floor. An unknown man standing over their bodies..

It was the kind of pain that you can’t hit you the moment you realize what’s been taken from you, because if it did, you would no longer be able to go on. It was the pain that your mind shuts out, the pain that is only allowed to come in waves as so your mind can handle it. But the pain didn’t subside, and it didnot hide itself from me. It crashed into me like waves crushing the rocks on the shoreline.

It crushed me. I knelt by my father, where he spoke his last words before dying in my arms. There was no point in trying to hide my tears. I had no one left to be strong for. In fact, I had no one at all.

It’s a bitter feeling, being left alone in the world. It’s cold and cruel. It’s being in love with the ocean only to have it drown you. Having a life ahead of you, but not having a single member of your family to share it with. My father who I’ve  never felt as though I had made proud is gone, and now I will never get that chance. My mother, who was kind and warm; The balance in my life is lying lifeless in the dining room floor.

I will avenge my family. 

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“Yeah, how’d you guess?” Everyone in this club looked like they were cosplaying Fifty Shades of Grey crossed with a vampire fetish. “Nice place you got here, is uh, is this suppose to be one huge pun for your human customers” Sam asked, knowing how naive humans with vampire fantasies were. He got down to business, not wasting anymore time. “Do you have a place we could talk about this privately?” 

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Eric looked over at him, and laughed quietly. “Your kind tends to stick out like sore thumbs... Especially to someone as old as me.” He informed him. Eric looked down at his True blood, another small laugh escaped his lips. “Puns used to be all the rage.” He responded. He was never surprised by peoples lack of enthusiasm with his club, or the name. He often wondered why he didn’t just leave the place behind. “Yes. We can go to my office.” Eric replied, standing up, raising his arm, motioning to the room just beyond the bar.