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If you do, at least post something in your bio and make a post saying you're not a bot, and maybe post some interests or why you joined tumblr, or even just how your day has gone.
I've had to report and block at least 200 bots in the passed two months due to either actual bots, or a blank page.
The urge to draw but it's been literal years and now I'm stuck and I hate every sketch and idea I come up with. I know I need to push through the process and whatever, but why can't I just zap what I'm thinking onto the page? This some bullshit
I always forget there are maga people on tumblr, this doesn’t feel like a website you’d find them on, so to keep them away:
Reblog if your blog is a maga free zone because if it wasn’t clear enough fuck ice, fuck maga, fuck Trump, Fuck Rowling, and fuck all the other bigots I missed
Getting bored. The Ghost hyperfixation is getting worse. Here's some VamPapa stuff that won't leave my head.
Word count: Approx. 2,452
WARNINGS: Not proof read, I started writing this at 3am, I'm tired, I just need to put these thoughts into the universe. | Maybe OOC? Idk, I'm still relatively new to Ghost, I tried to be more akin to canon. | Author is MLM, so I may have either stated or implied somewhere, but open to all readers regardless of gender or orientation (leans towards a male attracted reader.)
Edit: Forgot to add a 'read more' cut and I feel so bad.
Background: Banished (Papa's I through III) or simply needing time away from the ministry (Papa IV and V), or if everyone decided having a vampire on property permanently wasn't a good idea, for whatever reason, Papa has been stuck in this stuffy manor, all alone, no servants or ghouls or frequent socialization, and with no warm meals, Papa isn't doing so good. Blood bags can only last him so long before the taste grows stale and animals learn to avoid his territory. So when a human comes into his grasp, whether willingly or not, he isn't letting go.
Why they want a human pet?
Primo wants someone to torment again. His cruel, evil self just wants a pin cushion, a toy he can bend and bend and bend until they break. Plus, having a meal ticket around that he can (and will) drink from to the point of his pet passing out at every session benefits only him. No, he won't admit that having someone around again is quite nice. No, he won't admit that he may be developing... an attachment to this human.
Secondo will not hide the fact that he missed having a warm body, whether that was sex, meal, or otherwise. He's missed the company, especially since being banished. He won't admit that he does adore his human, but they will feel it in the way he keeps them tied to his side, forced to exist in the same room as him, the way he only leaves them alone when they express they're absolutely sick of him—only for him to return with an elaborate meal or expensive gift in hand, slid subtly over to them, his eyes elsewhere as if the object had appeared from thin air.
Terzo isn't exactly sure how to feel. He's missed the attention, someone to confess his dramatics to, but the part of him that isn't his stage persona (that isn't all his buried impulses and feelings,) craves the human's attention. While his older brother of three months will force his pet to exist with him, Terzo is the one who exists beside the human. While he won't directly interact at first, he will sit in his pet's bedroom as he reads a book, or not so subtly tend to the gardens when his pet feels like getting fresh air. And when it comes to feedings, only then does he fully indulge his stage persona, using all that suave and charm to lower his pet's inhibitions so he's able to sink his teeth into their neck, wrist, shoulder, anywhere he can get his lips around.
Copia, whichever variant, whichever era of himself I feel will act the same, maybe with Frater being more nonchalant about his obsession. And obsession it is. Copia is a people pleaser, we've seen that. So when a human falls into his lap, his first impulse is to keep them right there, chained down, unable to leave. His secondary focus is to drown them in luxuries, give him pet no reason to want to leave. After all, when you can have plush bedding, movies on tap, video games towered high, books overflowing from shelves, and meals that are... made with love, why would you want to return to your boring life and boring job? Copia wants his pet to want him back, to adore him as he does them. Unlike his older brothers, he's less focused on the hot meal side of the deal, less fixated on the ideals of companionship, and more on the mutual trust and adoration.
Now Perpetua I'm not entirely familiar with, but I can see him wanting a pet as someone to tease. Akin to his twin, Perpetua is less interested in having a consistent meal, but he's definitely using the power difference to his advantage. While Copia wants an equal, Perpetua wants a toy. But, unlike Primo, I can see V taking care of his toys. Yes, he will tease and taunt and terrorize you to the point of tears or backlash, but he will equally gather you up into his arms and coo out how you're so cute when you're scared, that he's just having his fun, that there's no real reason to be upset with him. Just let him lap up your tears, kiss away your anger, make his way to your neck and get a taste. Your blood always tastes best when you're worked up, sweetheart.
When it comes to sleeping?
Primo will keep you locked beside his bed, either metaphorically or literally depending on how his pet decides to act. If you're behaved, maybe he'll give you the luxury of sleeping in bed with him, tucked up all nice and comfy, next to his still body. But, if his human is a brat? I feel he will have a cage next to his bed that he will stuff his bed into, uncaring if it's just too small for comfort. Learn to not bite the hand that feeds and perhaps he'll be more lenient. Now, say you need to get up, whether for a snack, batbroom, or just because you're restless and need to move, throw that plan out the window. If you're caged, you're not being let out. It doesn't matter why. Stiff? Deal with it. Panic attack? Do it quieter. You need to use the bathroom? Soil yourself. If you wake him? Most know what he does to his least favorite ghoul, you are no different. Now, if you're in bed with him? If you so much as move to sit up, his arm is holding you down against the bed, his face betraying no sense of consciousness. Do not disturb his slumber. Even the most well behaved pet will learn to remain under the sheets. If it truly is an emergency, he still has no give. A good pet will listen.
Secondo will be more lenient, but not by much. Even a bad pet will get the privilege of remaining in his bed, unless you have truly fucked up, then you are chained to the bottom, knelt on the floor, wrists locked to your ankles. But, say you've been at least somewhat well behaved, you are tucked to his chest, regardless on how tall or short you are, you are little spoon. When you try to move, his arms are wrapping tighter, iron bands that refuse to give. Say you voice your need to move: Stiff? A position change is the most he'll do. Claustrophobic? He'll remove the sheets. Can't sleep? Don't, he just needs to hold you. Bathroom? That may be the only reason he'll allow you up, after a lot of grumbling asking if you can hold it, if it is truly that pressing if a matter. But, his eyes are on you the entire time you're up, til you're in the ensuite bathroom attached to his room, and staring you down as you return. Then it is right back to cuddling. Don't resist. And don't use the bathroom excuse as a way to stretch, he will catch on and you will end up soiling the bed when it does come time for a midnight bathroom break.
Terzo may be the best bet here. He likes his own privacy, given as to how in one interview a Ghoul mentioned they don't see much of Papa III after shows, how he goes off on his own. Terzo will allow his pet their own chambers, with their own commodities. The only time I can see him changing this sleeping arrangement up is in two instances: Firstly, you've messed up, misbehaved, something negative. You're in his room out of punishment, on a palette bed (blankets and pillows on the floor for those unfamiliar) so that his pet has at least something somewhat comfortable, but unable to leave his sights. Secondly, when Terzo himself is not doing too well. He's seeking comfort, reassurance, perhaps simply just to hold his pet, to remind himself that he is no longer alone, that this is real and physical, that his fears are distant. In this case, he's climbing into his pet's bed, drawing them close, and burying his face against them. In most cases, he's gone by morning, often just needing a short period to a few hours to calm himself. But there are times when his pet will awaken to the vampire still wrapped around them. It's perhaps the most still he's ever slept.
Copia is torn. On one hand, he wants his human to be as close as possible, he wants to meld their bodies together so that their souls merge as well, he wants to crawl inside their bones and make himself a home, or for his pet to seek him out just as intensely, to have the urge to tear his skin off themselves just to cover him in their own form. But. On the other hand, he wants his human to know that they can have their own space, that they are entitled to their own bedroom, time, leisure, and especially their rest. He only wants them comfortable and perhaps seeking him out to oversee them while they slumber. Now, if his pet has misbehaved? He treats the situation as an 'I'm not mad, I'm just disappointed. This is for your good. I don't want to do this, but you've pushed me.' And by that, I mean you're pressed as close to his body as he can while he holds you. It's temporary, he reassures, just until you calm down enough to re-earn the privilege of privacy, but who knows how long this temporary will be with how much he loves holding his pet in his arms. Now, if his pet is hostile? They're muzzled, bound, and forced to sleep on a day bed he'd brought in specifically for his pet in the chance they'd like to nap in his bedroom, his office, where ever he needed it placed.
Perpetua is a coin toss. Sometimes, he's bored of his pet for the moment and let's them sleep where ever; The couch, a chair, a bed he'd prepared in the manor. Other times he's just as clingy as his twin and wants them sat in his lap, pulled tight, unable to breath anything but his own air. To top it off, Perpetua is more creaturistic than his relatives, and tends to lean more towards a nocturnal state. Often times, he'll just lock his pet in their/his own room and see to his own duties or leisures. But there are times he seeks them out, where he'll crawl under their sheets and lay atop them like a heavy cat or second skin, refusing to let them up. If his pet is partial to Perpetua and his antics, he's more akin to a weighted blanket.
Day to day?
Primo is very much an authoritarian in his control. He chooses when you wake, how you dress, what you eat, what you do and how. Only when he grows bored or stressed will his pet get alone time to do as they please, or so he says. Conveniently, Primo grows rather stressed at the same time, same day, each week, for the same amount of time where he'll lock himself away in his office and his pet will have free reign of the manor (if they've behaved, of course.) Whereas, if his toy has decided to act out, he'll leave them chained to a wall in the cellar, more than likely stripped down, waiting for them to concede and apologize for their unruly behavior, only to be left down there for days more so they can truly repent.
Secondo is much more authoritative in his approach. It's a balance. As long as you're behaving, you're rewards. Freedom to choose your outfits, meals, and leisurely activities. You may even hear him speaking of how well behaved you are, how gorgeous you look, how divine you are to him. He wants to be gentle, to counter the harsh exterior he presents, especially being a creature such as he is that exerts power and an ominous aura. Please, dolce, don't make him be harsh.
Terzo, for the most part, treats his pet as more of a roommate or acquaintance. He doesn't feel the need to hover around them constantly, though being in their presence is nice. He's often off doing his own thing, only to approach his pet with a meal when the time comes, or to inquire how they are, all while he pretends to be focused elsewhere. His nonchalance is so smooth that his pet may often wonder if he even wants them around, but his actions speak for him. Only when it's time for bed and he finds himself feeling particularly needy does he hunt his pet down, murmuring that they must be tired, that it is so late, that they must return to bed. Oh? Not tired... Tesoro, please. Still no? He could tire you out himself, if you'd like? Si? Good. Follow, dolcezza.
Copia will be hovering around constantly. The only time he finds himself not in his human's presence is when he must attend to clergy work in his office, writing up reports, doing a budget, scheduling for the band, determining what the weeks black mass should be focused on, etc. These times when he can't have his human next to him are the hardest, wondering what they're doing, if they need anything, or if they're hurt. Often, he'll pull them into his office but soon find himself distracted and unable to bring his attention back to his work. The only real time he can truly fixate on his work is when his human has fallen asleep in the room, where he can keep an eye on them, coo over how sweet they look asleep, and still write what is needed. But, for the most part, he's at his human's beck and call, whatever is needed he retrieves, whatever is wanted he obtains, all just for his humans happiness. If they don't need anything? Only then can he relax, knowing that he's done good as a caretaker.
As I've stated before, Perpetua loves to torment his pet. Nothing too serious, of course, he just gets a thrill from the panic he sees in their eyes or the raise in their heartbeat of agitation when he does something to them. At his core, he's loving, doting, tending to every need of his pet, but he still can't bring himself to not tease them at every chance. He will nitpick their outfit, poke and prod and adjust until he finally deems it appropriate or simply have them change entirely. He'll prepare food for them, just to tease that he may have accidently slipped in some rat poison instead of salt, but he wasn't paying attention really. Oh, he didn't. Calm down. Well... probably didn't. They look so similar, ignoring the color and shape and texture. It all looks the same ground down and mixed in... Fine, he didn't. But seeing his pet's eyes widen and then tension string across their body was worth it. He will then proceed to pout when his pet doesn't eat the meal he so graciously prepared, even if he was at fault for making them lose their appetite and/or trust in his cooking.
Anyone and everyone CAN write. The world’s most skilled writer didn’t start off skilled. The key is that they practice hard by writing a lot.
As long as you write, you are practicing your craft and you are getting better at writing. But you will never get anywhere if you let AI write for you.
Y'all for real please do these. Even if you're certain your posture doesn't suck. One day you will wake up with impinged shoulder pain like I did and let me tell you it fucking HURTS. Do these exercises even just once a week and it will make such a difference. Especially my fellow creatives out there, stop shrimping over your work and go do these right now. RIGHT NOW.
If I ever share anything that was AI generated it is purely by accident. I hate that it's getting harder and harder to tell and it makes me want to never use the internet again. It definitely had its faults, but man I miss the internet of the 2000s so much.
NOTICE: As more and more fanfic writers are using generative AI for their works (you uncreative dweebs), I hereby swear on everything I hold dear that I have not and will NEVER use generative AI in ANY of my written work. Everything I post will be organically and creatively my own.
