#vampire babies

[kabishkat19]

🖤Vampire Dad (One Shot)

New parent Andrei just getting the hang out things… sort of❤️

[zombocomme]

I’m gonna need you to elaborate on that copia and jim thingy 😳😳 pls

Check out the Ministry📺TV Archive (pinned)!

⚠️NSFW 🔞MDNI content archived

(Btl AUbepisode 6 I think? : Ritual For Babylon)

Yeah so dracopia started a polycule with his familiars, starting with Jim. They have a complicated relationship (I'm mean to them)

(Btl au brokeback wafflehouse ep.)

Anyways, he also takes the woman they both love and love to feed on. The Three Amicos become the Coven Emeritus Novum.

Both Jim and Copia's families are part of an "original 12" Vampiric lines, spread over the world.

Milagro, an unintendedly created mystery...

Their lines unintentionally cross in deals with devils and now

Chiropterans, "Cleaners" AND Private Contractors of the Ministry SCP, Vampires, Loups, Incubi and Succubi, Deamons and Deities, Wraiths, Wizards, and even the Dead,

(Btl au Pilot episode) drama tea

...

[AZ]: One. Big. Polycule. Blood, Sex, and Supernatural Beings.

And I mash them together like, "now kith")

[iandipen]

Again, I forgot to post these here, but enjoy some bloody thirsty House Dimitrescu!!

[0-nouke-0]

I might be going crazy I don’t know what to do My heart is screaming For you, baby And what I’m tryin’ to say is You make the sky look blue Even when it is grey, baby

song: https://youtu.be/3vi0a65J8LA

[ravenathantum]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Second Chance Chapter 34: Twins doubled

Hello, my dear friends! After almost a month, another chapter is ready to be posted. As you have probably guessed, in this one, the Balaur family will properly welcome 2 new members. Enjoy reading it and comment! 😊

photo: rebornbabies, Chapel Orava Castle, Slovakia

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[your-monster-romance]

Sent by one of my monster lovers:

I feel like this entire website it sleeping on the fact that the Nosferatu-style vampires probably make really adorable little batlike squeaks when being cuddled/petted.

Okay, but imagine...

He thinks of himself as a monster. Hideous, terrifying, a mortal's nightmare come to life! He's so ugly!

So how did he make something so perfect?

The triplet babies in his darling wife's lap were tiny and soft, round little things with shining black eyes and chubby cheeks. Oh! They were so precious! So sweet!

Creeping through the shadows, the vampire watched as Y/N whispered a story to the babes, one about a terrible beast and a beautiful princess.

Closer and closer...

"The beast came to the princess's chambers, creeping towards her slumbering form. His eyes glistened in the moonlight as he leaned low and..."

Closer...

"Awoke the princess with true love's kiss!"

The vampire pounced, his ice cold lips pressed to her warm jaw. Y/N laughed as her husband peppered her with kisses, the babies becoming overjoyed at the sight of thier father. At once, the room was filled with soft, sweet little squeaks as the three vampire babes fussed about. Like little bats, he thought, laughing to himself.

"There, there!" He chided. "Settle down, children, Papa knows..."

Three bottles, each filled with a mixture of blood and milk, were given to the tiny things. Soft squeaks and suckling filled the room, the vampire and his darling wife looking down at thier babes with adoration.

He was a monster indeed...

But he was certainly the happiest monster in all of the realm.

[starryshaze]

CASSIUS WILKES.

           Angry was one way to put it. Anger was all James had felt for years and he was so tired of being consumed by this feeling. In fact, James had just been angry and exhausted for so long, he no longer knew how to feel anything else. In the seven thousand years James had lived on this shitty planet, nobody made him feel the way fucking Cassius Wilkes did. Even just the name sent a hot rush of anger running through whatever fucking veins he actually had in his cold body. Anger had always been the easiest emotion for James to understand so it made sense that it was the one Cassius managed to bring out of him, even after all these years. Their break up had been messy and he was fairly sure the entire fucking New York vampire community knew this – perhaps even outside of that. They’d been insanely in love but when Cassius betrayed him, James exiled him and refused to speak his name, ever again. Any fledgling who dared to speak the man’s name was immediately punished, to the point where most of them were far to terrified to even THINK about the man’s name around him. For a long time, James went on an angry rampage when he lost Cassius because it was as though he’d lost complete control without Cassius. He’d always been renowned for being kind and happy-go-lucky around his fledglings and took care of them as though they were his own children but losing Cassius changed him drastically. Gone was the laidback man he was once and in his place was a ball of fire, who’d lost control of his inhibitions. It used to be rare that James ever got angry but everyone had known he had a temper on him but for a long time, there was no controlling that temper and the littlest things set him off. After a long time of this constant cruelty, James’ fledglings no longer respected him – they feared him. He was cold and angry and cruel and it was all because of Cassius Wilkes.

           He wasn’t even sure what changed him. Maybe it was the day he realised his fledglings were thinking of running away from him that he suddenly snapped out of his cold and cruel daze. He was empty and felt nothing, therefore he stopped caring about anything but as soon as he realised he was going to lose the very last thing he cared for, he knew he had to stop. He’d lived a long, long life filled with losses and heartache and so much REGRET and this had been the final straw. He couldn’t lose his fledglings as well as Cassius so he flipped the switch and soon enough, he was back to the old James. He was still heartbroken but he refused to allow his life to be defined by Cassius Wilkes, who was making a name for himself. Good for him, but James was never going to respect a thing he did after he snapped his heart in two. It was only when Cassius decided to move his fucking Vampire HQ to New York that James decided was the final straw. New York was HIS territory, everyone knew that. He didn’t mind other vampires living here but people knew it was his place. Really, he shouldn’t have been surprised that Cassius was bold enough to step on his ground but he was furious and wanted the man to be as far away from him as possible. He made a point to blatantly ignore his presence, refusing to allow his fledglings to speak about him. He knew they all whispered, the newer ones fascinated by his historical relationship with Cassius but he never spoke a word of him. Sometimes when he thought nobody was looking, he found himself staring off into the distance, with a sad wistful look on his face and sometimes, very late at night, he’d find tears on his face, mourning everything he’d lost.

             As much as he hated to admit it, he had affairs with a few of his fledglings. When he was feeling his worst, he would shamelessly flirt with some of the cute boys who walked into the coffee shop and once he’d seduced them, he bit them. He knew he shouldn’t have done it because he promised to himself a long time ago he’d make no more but he still did it, for no reason other than the fact that he was selfish and bitter. He knew it was an awful thing to do, especially when he met Alexander. Alexander was too sweet and too pure for his world but James had wanted him so he did what he did best and took him. He had so much potential but James had been selfish and stole his life away just so he could have him. They’d flirted a lot and James had done what he did with Cassius and put his own blood into the coffees he gave him so he’d keep coming back for more. It wasn’t long after until they were going on dates together and one night, James bit him before he could do anything about it. James knew perfectly well that Alexander was upset at him for doing that but he couldn’t bring himself to care. If he wanted something then he fucking deserved to take it after everything he’d lost and given up. So he looked after Alexander and kept him in the coffee shop until he was happy. He wasn’t into commitment anymore -- frankly, he never had been but Alexander had a special spot in his heart so he kissed him a lot and sometimes they’d fuck but they both knew deep down, James was still mourning over Cassius.

          Both colonies managed to live peacefully in the same city for a long while without James having anything to do with Cassius. Whatever shit Cassius implemented, James ignored and subtly encouraged his fledglings to ignore it too. James was KNOWN for being a rebel, everyone wove thousands of stories about all the shit he’d done. He was fucking old and had done a lot of dumb shit and James couldn’t even remember half of it. He didn’t really mind it when people gossiped about the things he did and often he found amusement in it and when he was feeling nice, he liked to tell the stories properly. It was a long process but James was finally winning back his fledglings’ trust. He looked after them, he always had and he gave a fuck about them all. It was as though they were all his own children. Which was why whenever they went rogue or something bad happened to one of them, James always did everything within his power to protect them and get them back home. It had been far easier to hide shit before Cassius and his loyal subjects were kicking around in the city but now they were here, James had to pull out all the stops to wipe memories of mortals and look after his fledgling until they were nursed back to health or happy again. But this time, he hadn’t been able to do it in time and after he went on a killing spree, he’d been taken and sentenced to prison. James had been to vampire prison and he knew it was literal torture and he couldn’t allow that to happen to his own fucking kids, so he knew there was only one thing to do, which was to swallow his pride and fight for him. By seeing Cassius Wilkes. 

          It had been three hundred years since he’d seen the man and even though it was a short time, a lot of shit had happened. They had once been so in love they thought they were soulmates but now they were at opposite ends. James had saved his life when Cassius had almost been killed and he still wasn’t sure if it was the biggest mistake of his life or not, but that was what he told Cassius the last time they ever spoke. Cassius had always been the one for flamboyancies, so of course his office was this fancy huge building in the middle of the city. He wasn’t sure if mortals could see it or not but he wouldn’t have been surprised if they couldn’t. James gladly welcomed them into his home, mainly because of the time he liked to select a few and make them his own. But that was done now, Alexander had been his last one and now he just wanted to take care of them until they were fit to live without him. Then he was going to close down the coffee shop or maybe let them take it over and he was going to leave the city and never come back. Maybe he’d live alone, isolated somewhere or maybe he’d find a vampire colony and be with them. He wasn’t sure. All he knew was that he needed to be out of New York, away from Cassius Wilkes and away from his broken heart. Maybe he’d even find a way to die there, end his broken heart finally forever. He was tired of life and he’d heard of a few old vampires who wished for death so they didn’t have to live anymore terrible days. 

           James had never really been one for niceties, especially with people he loathed and even more so with people in so-called power. He let himself into the office, considering the guards were pathetic and not even a quarter of his age and stormed his way up into Cassius’ office, which he found the location of after questioning another terrified looking vampire. Everyone knew who he was and everyone knew how powerful he was and sometimes he liked to instil fear into other vampires just to get what he wanted. After one knock on his door -- and naturally, no booked appointments -- James let himself into the office and ignored the way his heart clenched when he looked back at a pair of eyes he’d forgotten he loved. James had forgotten how beautiful Cassius became after James turned him and he looked different now. Older, harder. There was something different in his eyes but it was the same something that James had in his own eyes after they’d lost one another. “Wilkes.” He spoke coldly, not allowing any expression to take over his face or voice. It had taken years of practice but he was perfectly good at being stony-faced now. “I think you know why I’m here.” It was killing him being here, he didn’t want to look at Cassius, he didn’t want all these memories flooding back to him and he CERTAINLY didn’t want to swallow his pride and be the one to come back to him. But he HAD to save his fledgling, there was no other option. “I’m not going to fucking beg you because we both know I have some fucking pride and dignity but I’m here to politely ask you to release my fledgling and let me help him. You KNOW how well I look after them and you KNOW I can train him and reprimand him for his fuck ups. If you knew what’s best for you, you’d fucking FREE him.” But then his lips curled into a nasty smirk. “You never have known what’s best for you though, have you?”

[laurasimonsdaughter]

Vampire Babies

Even though it makes no sense to have an undead creature be able to bear or conceive a child, modern vampire fiction is very fond of the idea. Considering most of them build from Western European lore, there really isn’t any folkloric basis to have this happen, but in other parts of the world there are definitely vampires that can have kids.

First of all, there are “living vampires” who presumably would be able to have children the normal way, like the Obayifo from Ashanti legend, the Ramanga from Madagascar, the Talamaur from Vanuatu, the Moroii from Romania, and the Danag from the Phillipines. But there are also legends that particularly involve vampires having children. They are basically split in two: vampires that can impregnate living women and female vampires that are able to live as humans:

Probably the most famous “child of a vampire” is the Dhampir, from Slavic folklore (sometimes also called a Vampijerovic). This was usually the child of a male vampire with a living woman. According to some legends because a vampire would visit his wife (well, widow) one more time before being driven into the night by bloodlust. When we see modern vampire stories where half-vampires can be conceived, they are usually based very loosely on this lore. Sometimes incorporating the Serbian belief that these half-vampires were the only ones able to see and therefore hunt a vampire.

In Romania the male Nosferatu is able to impregnate living women. The children will be born covered in hair and either become witches or living vampires, called Moroii. The Nosferatu has all kinds of powers typical vampires do not have, he can make men impotent and women infertile for instance. If they so much as looked as a pregnant woman, her baby would surely become a vampire, unless she took care to eat enough salt to ward off evil.

The Aswang is a female vampire from the Philippines who is a normal human during the day, but as soon as night falls she uses a special ointment to take on her vampire form. She can have and raise children, while drinking the blood of other people’s children at night.

The Algul (where English gets the word Ghoul from) is an Arabic creature (usually categorized as a jinn) that lurks in cemeteries, but hungers for human blood, luring people into the dark to feed on them. They can take on a human form and live normally during the day and are therefore able to bear children. They barely eat though, preferring to wait for nightfall when they can slink back to a grave to feed on flesh.

In Malaysia there is a very tragic vampiric pair: the Languir and the Pontianak. When a woman dies in childbirth she may turn into a Langsuir, beautiful, but undead vampire that can fly and drinks the blood of children. Her child also becomes a vampire (sometimes called a Pontianak or Mati-anak), equally thirsty for blood. The woman can be saved, by cutting her nails and stuffing the hole in her neck through which she drinks blood with her long hair. After that she can live like a human again and even get more children, but she may never dance or be joyful again, or she will instantly turn back and flee. A way to save the child I cannot even find, but both can be laid to rest with a ritual involving needles and glass marbles.

So there you go! Want vampire babies? Now you know what lore to look to~