ᗡƎ⅃ᙠ⋊IᎮAM ; 𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐊𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐃 : a private, heavily canon removed mini multi. muses as seen on this blog come from a canon source, however, all head canons and interpretations as seen here are my own. blog is highly nsfw, and focus' on a horror-based atmosphere revolving around the topics of vampirism, curses, murder, immortality etc. low activity. please read rules. mun is 25+ be 21 and older if you attempt to interact. blog features my own original lore concerning these characters, please do not lift anything. anti plec. this is a side blog. PRIVATE FRIENDS ONLY.
basic rules apply.
don't be a dick. don't be a bad person ( racists, phobics, etc). i prefer plotting but memes work too. im here to have fun, no drama. highly private, mainly friends only.
i do not follow any events occurring in the originals. sorry i did not truly enjoy the spin off and felt the plot got lost long ago. same with tvd, i don't follow anything past season 2.
i dont ship many of the ships as seen in tvd or the originals.
Okay, but the plagues in Prince of Egypt played over Marcus and Aro. Why? He learned of didymes death and how everyone is bound to the volturi by use of Chelsea and Corin. And how even caius who grows bored of his decisions and rulings is made passive from the others influences.
His thrusts are steady, the very pace he keeps almost selfish as he savors every delicious move. Oh he’d wanted to be selfish and devour her whole for so long, to keep her wedged between him and the velvet couch he so often lounged on seemed like a dream. He can feel the soft skin of her thighs against his hips, the claw of her nails digging into his forearms leaving sparks in their wake. He knew she was divine, knew before he’d even touched her she rivaled something holy. It only made sense she’d be beyond measure in every way, smart, gifted, talented, and her cunt felt like heaven had opened its gates to him finally. It’s shameless how easily he could crumple to his knees before her, ages of glances and losing his shroud of shadows left him at her mercy; and merciful she was.
They’ve made a mess of each other once already, and now marcus is more than deliberate to feel every inch of her. Each thrust is slick and wet as his cock pumps away leaving her pussy a mess, his nimble fingers happily stroke at her swollen clit as he watches her face. It’s all he’s been able to focus on after he came, the way her eyes flutter and her lips part. How her moans curl in her throat and they fracture when she cums is enough to make his nerves unravel and threaten to combust. She’s graceful even when she’s a mess and the voice in his mind only speaks in a hushed whisper, a rough and drowned out word that he hadn’t even considered. Mine. His — all of her, he yearned for all of her. There was no denying the thought, that hungry voice made his dead pulse spike at the thought of it.
He desired Renata in every way possible, and he knew he’d never stop. His pace slows even more to long strokes that pull him to her entrance, the snap of his hips flushing them together in one motion his thumb pressed firmly to her clit. His lips ghost across the tops of her breast as he rests there, cock throbbing with every clench of her cunt. Teeth drag along her collar bones before a kiss is pressed into the curve of her throat.
“ you’re so beautiful. “ his words are hushed as his fingers snake along her throat, knuckles brushing her jaw before his thumb drags at her bottom lip.
There is a soft click across the room, the turn of an ornate knob and the silent footsteps of Santiago peering in trace through Marcus’ ears. Curtains obscure them from view, the heavy material drapes in great arches and frames around his bed and more. His gaze peers into Renatas a faint smile tracing the curve of his lips as he covers her mouth, slowly his hips move.
Pressing a smile to the shell of her ear, he can hear the wet sound of his cock sliding into her pussy. “ And mine. “
Vampiric lore I’m altering and applying to my vampires:
the consumption of blood in any breed or species of vampire is what fuels the body. Therefore the body must be able to break down these cells and more turning them into venom since vampires do not produce waste, they don’t even sweat really. They can eat human food but it takes longer to break down due to chemicals and additives put in man made food, and while raw meat can be broken down far quicker than say a burger or a piece of cake — it’s still vastly slower than bloods break down process. Therefore it’s more optimal for energy purposes to drink blood.
I am gonna play god and say animal blood has a different structure than human blood. The hemoglobin is shaped different and lack a certain enzyme or protein that human blood contains, therefore no matter how much animal blood a vampire consumes their body temp will always remain cool even in the break down process. The only time this changes is if the blood is infected, and the body much destroy the infection before the blood can break down and be recycled back into venom.
Vampires who strictly drink human blood, run at a higher body temp. Their cellular regeneration is faster and their ability to break down human food or actual substance is far easier. They run warm, like someone who’s sat out in the sun for a few minutes in the winter. It’s a fleeting kinda heat, but if a vampire over consumes their body temp can nearly rival that of a humans once again. Over production of venom will cause the body to run hotter, but in doing so the skin can develop a sort of heat rash as its cellular structure is warping and trying to adapt to quick enough to compensate for the sudden temperature difference.
Blood holds memories, it holds trauma and emotions. Not all vampires are able to access these things by simply drinking, but vampires who are highly empathetic or gifted or even more in-tuned to their humane side are able to visualize and read these things from their hosts. Feral vampires due to the brain breaking down ( lack of sleep, consumption of diseased blood in massive quantities, withdrawing from sunlight all together, and eating fellow vampires ) cannot read blood at all. It is nothing more than a brief quench to a rabid thirst, and the reason they are so desperate and quite unpredictable is because their cellular structure has begin to officially die. It has stopped regenerating and the breakdown of blood into venom is no longer substantial enough to keep the body running. They will eventually rot, wither, or starve into their final grave.
Vampires, have taboos about eating each other. They have taboos about eating animals, this stems from a former biblical figure after his turning stating that animals had become the new unclean meat and humans were sanctified. It’s not easy to discuss about ferals or find information on them as the larger covens and leaders of their under ground world have done away with evidence and documents.
