In the spirit of Halloween (and another RP AU) here’s Vampire!Emotional Vibe. Dude already has the collar for it, and, well, he’s certainly a fan of biting.

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In the spirit of Halloween (and another RP AU) here’s Vampire!Emotional Vibe. Dude already has the collar for it, and, well, he’s certainly a fan of biting.
kay so like. Lexa (tastiest bloodbag. beloved pet. love of clarke's immortal life) being marked (claimed. protected) with the clan crest. tattooed or branded? held and hushed and cooed at the entire time either way.
branded is more era appropriate, i think? but yes. clarke’s smooth, cold hands caressing chestnut locks and a slender neck. tracing her own, personal, intimate mark there, making lexa shiver in pained pleasure as hot iron hisses against her skin. but, decades later, them getting same tattoos, maybe? downtown london, loud and punk, lexa with hair streaked red and clarke twisting rings on her fingers; both chuckling at the tattoo master warning them about pain; laughing when asked if they need a blanket, their skin a tad too cold to be normal.
"Why not? Can't I change, like everybody else?"
Pale, claw-like hands came to rest on either side of Benji’s face and together they gently drew him forward until his forehead came to rest against Brendan’s. “Hush,” he soothed. “Stop bein’ so daft. You’re perfect like this.”
"Evil is a point of view. God kills indiscriminately and so shall we." (Vampire!AU?)
“For no creatures under God are as we are. None so like him as ourselves,” Brendan drawled, finishing his lover’s sentence with a low, rumbling chuckle. He was stretched out across the plush sofa in their shared study, his dark, dilated eyes staring into the roaring fireplace across from him. In his lap was the half-conscious form of a naked woman, a prostitute that Brendan had lured from out of the cold night with enticing promises he never intended to keep. She groaned softly and rasped with pain from the deep punctures in her neck that continued to weep freely down her heaving bosom. “Yeh say these things as though I do not already know them, as though I have not already killed once tonight. Or d’yeh merely seek t’ rile us up again before we finish this one off, mm?”
(Vamp!Scott) "Forgive me if I have a lingering respect for mortal life."
Brendan snorted an indignant laugh. “An’ yet yeh feed on them still. What excuse d’yeh have for tha’, sweetheart?”
If Samandriel saw Ahk being hit on he wouldn't do anything obvious, he'd just walk over and stand right in Ahk's space, making it very clear that Ahk is HIS without needed to state it. And if that didn't work he'd turn and snog him.
This would happen often. See Ahk is a naturally flirtatious kind of guy and, though he never means anything by it, he can unintentionally goad others into trying to flirt with him.
The first few times, it totally takes him by surprise, but once he realizes why, he might do it deliberately upon occasion, just to encourage Sam to take the lead for once.
oops
Put “Oops!” in my askbox. I’ll use a random number generator and respond to…
19. Your character walking in on mine masturbating.
Her head arched back into the pillow, Tara barely caught the sound of the door opening over the waves of pleasure soaking her senses at every turn. Turning her head slightly to its side, her blue eyes exposing themselves to the world once more, she froze upon seeing Shay. “…hey, sweetie…” She said, her body virtually frozen in the position it had taken on the bed. “…everything alright…?”
The oddest vampire you ever did see
Bram had tried to encourage her to come out of her shell, but it only worked to some extent. Artemis was as prickly as a porcupine when it came to insults and the slightest offense, but she'd resisted the urge to run away screaming for a few days. She'd called it a success. At the moment,she was watching the track team run around the track with some degree of wistfulness. Sports was something she'd always wanted to give a try, but...
"Who'd want me on their team anyway?"