𝔉𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔞 𝔙𝔦𝔬𝔩𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔢

❝ The devil won’t be cheated as easily as that. ❞ Fiona Violante, once a rebellious girl, now something far more wicked, enduring and gifted immortality, a blessing to her, a curse to everyone else. 「 An independent, selective & private portrayal of Fiona Violante — a reimagining of Frieda Gellhorn from Twins of Evil, part of the Karnstein trilogy, inspired by Carmilla by Sheridan Le Fanu. 」 MATURE & HORROR content imagined by V. GMT +2

[twinof3vil]

"𝕺𝖓𝖊 𝖚𝖘𝖊𝖘 𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖇𝖊𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖞 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊, 𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖚𝖘𝖊𝖘 𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖑𝖚𝖗𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉."

｟ twinof3vil ｠  −−− ⊱ An independent, selective & private portrayal of Fiona Violante — a reimagining of Frieda Gellhorn from Twins of Evil, part of the Karnstein trilogy, inspired by Carmilla by Sheridan Le Fanu.

Mature & horror content ⊱ XXI + ⊱ MDNI ⊱ imagined by V

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Themes & tropes explored −−− ⊱ Obsession, Possession, Corruption, Temptation, Moral Decay, Loss of Innocence, Repressed Desire, Control vs Vulnerability, Power Dynamics, Toxic Attachment, Immortality as Isolation, The Price of Freedom, Sisterhood Fractured, Forbidden Desire, Religious Oppression, The Monstrous Feminine, Beauty & Horror, Hunger as Emotion, Love as Destruction.

[venusblooded]

. ˖ 𑁬 ♡ [ 𝔙𝔢𝔫𝔲𝔰𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡𝔢𝔡 ] ♡ ໒ ˖ .   — an independent, selective & private portrayal of Venera Galilei, an original character set within the TVDU. A coven ‘leader’ shaped by devotion, beauty, and control, where femininity is power and belief is everything. Rooted in ancient Greek and Roman witchcraft, drenched in cult dynamics, ritualistic practices, and psychological horror. Highly written with original lore & personal headcanons. Crossovers and original characters are always welcome.

﹒⋆ Sacrificed by V ﹒⋆ XXI+ ﹒⋆ MDNI ﹒⋆

[twinof3vil]

// don’t ask me how but I actually managed to find my password back. 

[twinof3vil]

And we are back after 8 years

[twinof3vil]

// don’t ask me how but I actually managed to find my password back. 

[darthemed]

The Vampire Lovers (1970)

[morti-della-fossetta]

Twins of Evil, 1971, John Hough

[everythinghorror]

“Countess Dracula" (1971) | Peter Sasdy

[malimarie]

Various letters from the 18th Century

[glamorouscrimson-blog-blog]

                           ❝Nobody sees what we see, they’re just hopelessly gazing.   ❝ 

♚    Independent BTVS OC

♚    Set after season 7/ mun is not too familar with  ATS.

♚    OC and crossover friendly

♚    Multiverse and multiship

♚    Open to AUs

♚  Prefers multi-para

♚    Semi Selective

♚    4 year of RP experience and 1 year of roleplaying on tumblr.

[twinof3vil]

Dark Cravings

"Oh my king, what has gotten into you?" Frieda hummed playful, feeling the lips tracing the veins in her neck on a enjoyable manner. She was surprised but she could not deny that this was giving her a thrill.  "You know how to keep your guests entertained, don’t you my dearest king?"  Entertained? This was true joy, excitement!  "Am I getting rewarded for keeping you company?"  

[marcelmayfair]

A smirk came to his lips as Frieda gave in. He leaned in and gave her another kiss. Frieda had no idea the great pleasure that would be hers, and he was going to make sure that she felt the greatest pleasure she would ever feel in her immortal life.

A pleasurable growl left his lips as Frieda ripped his boxers into oblivion. He stood before her, completely bare. His eyes remained upon her as she lowered herself before him. A gentle grasp left his lips and he leaned his back some as she began. He would look down at her again once she spoke to him again. “More than you can imagine.” He replied. A soft moan left his lips as she caressed his manhood. Another groan left his lips once she took him into her mouth again.

A gentle hand brought itself to rest upon the back of her head, petting her hair softly as she sucked upon him.

[twinof3vil]

A bit more eager she began to suck, hoping it would make him tremble. As this certainly had the girl trembling herself, unable to resist touching herself while pleasing him.  

Obvious the vampire wasn’t new to this, and even when it had been a while ago she still remembered  how much joy this could do and bring to her and while she normally preferred females, she had no issues to bring this king to his limits. 

A little deeper now did she took his length up into her mouth, her lips wrapped around it while her tongue playfully toyed against his tip. One last time did she took him in deeper, while her movements became much more wilder if not a bit rougher. 

But as she was used to teasing those who desired her body around, she made this no different situation as she pulled away, wondering what would happen if she would leave the king in a state like this.  

" Well— wasn’t that interesting, but perhaps it is time for me to take my leave…"  She teased. Of course she didn’t wanted to leave, she wasn’t quite pleased herself yet, however, she could not resit but to wonder whether the king would demand her to stay or just grab her and take her on the spot.  Ah yes, so much for the power play, another thing that made here eager for him. 

[strangememories]

[tiredtangerine]

Twins of Evil (1971)

[theramirezfamily-deactivated202]

Evelyn didn’t understand where the anger was coming from, but dismissed it as the effects from the trance. She couldn’t possibly think ill of Jeremy after seeing how much he truly cared for her. She was aware of the fact that Jeremy had been possessed, but he was now his former self and very concerned about all he had done while he wasn’t in control of his body. She just wished Jeremy could have been present to tell her that himself. It was clear that if Silvano wasn’t getting through to Mercy then perhaps Jeremy could. It was a shot in the dark, but it was the only option they had left. 

Evelyn felt that turning in the pit of her stomach once more, hearing the snippy exchange between Frieda and Mercy. Perhaps there was hope of breaking her from her trance after all. If Mercy was reluctant to perform the tasks she was being ordered to do, that was a sign of mental resistance of some sort. It might’ve been faint, but it was there. They just needed someone to bring it out further. 

Silvano watched as Mercy returned, though he didn’t bring himself to speak. Seeing Mercy in the way she was now made him uneasy. It wasn’t the same young woman he loved and cared for. She acted out of lust and malice, unlike his true lover. He knew she was under the trance of the count, but none of his efforts to break his hold over her had succeeded. He was beginning to lose hope, though moments like these made him reconsider. If she wished to set him free, maybe there was still a shred of the old Mercy still within her, trying to break free. 

Evelyn narrowed her eyes at the vampiress, no longer interested in anything she had to say. She couldn’t waste her energy on entertaining a bloodthirsty vampire like her. She had to focus on trying to escape. Feeling her fangs break through her skin, she let out a shrill, ear piercing scream. The pain shot through her body, making her tense up. It was hard to focus on an escape plan when the pain was so strong.

[twinof3vil]

Frieda drank from her victim as if she had been truly thirsty, something that was very unlikely considering that she had done nothing else but feeding from captives these days. Still it was a refreshing taste certainly when she saw how helpless the other was. 

" In all honestly, I don't like the males. "  Frieda hummed once she sat at the end of the bed, clearing her mouth from the spilled blood. " I don't trust Cristian nor Silvano and don't even get me started on that motor guy. " It was clear at this point that both the count and Frieda considered themselves to be obvious higher than the other vampires that were underneath this rooftop. " But as they count for the power and numbers I have no other choice but to agree. It is a good little extra that you and Mercy tagged along, however, therefor you should ought to give up any thoughts of freedom as you are not leaving these lands-- well not alive that is of course. "  

Debating with herself Mercy glared from the key to the chained vampire that laid there on the bed. She wanted to feel his arms around her so badly, why was she not allowed to unchain him?  What harm could it do? He would not escape, she knew that he would never leave her behind. " I shall unchain you but you must promise to behave and tell no one, especially not the count. He is a very violent man. "  Which was proven by the many and deep bite marks that the girl carried.  

Then without a warning she did that what Frieda had forbidden her,  without any words she unchained him. Carefully not to have the others notice a thing. All she wanted was for him to be with her and to be happy, little did she care about the coven they were trying to form here. " There my love, now you can finally wrap your arms around me! It has been so long... " Once again she began to kiss him, her mind not even set on the idea that he could possibly escape now. 

At that same moment at the gates of the castle, two young girls were inspecting the fences.  Of course, the current absence  of Mercy and Eve hadn't gone unnoticed. Especially not by the head cheerleader called Mackenzie, a blonde haired and brown eyed girl whom had the 'popular'vibe all written over her face. Although, compared to the other one, Mackenzie felt a bit dull. Apparently the other team had cared for the two missing slayers as wel and had sent out their leader as well, a tall dark skinned girl with black wavy hair and a strong perfumed scent. Ah yes, Holland Baudelaire, a slayer that was probably part of the high society or something.  " Where is hunter?"  Holland asked, her eyes glaring at her watch for a second.  " I don't think he will show up, they had this triangle thing going on, in case you had not understood that." The blonde snapped.  

[strangememories]

[h-o-r-r-o-r-pleasure]

[twinof3vil]

Dark Cravings

"Oh my king, what has gotten into you?" Frieda hummed playful, feeling the lips tracing the veins in her neck on a enjoyable manner. She was surprised but she could not deny that this was giving her a thrill.  "You know how to keep your guests entertained, don’t you my dearest king?"  Entertained? This was true joy, excitement!  "Am I getting rewarded for keeping you company?"  

[marcelmayfair]

  A low groan left his lips as he felt her nails run over the skin of his back. He grinned as she spoke of remaining if he continued to please her the way he did. “I wouldn’t have a problem with that.” He told her. Having a beautiful woman like her around and  he could give pleasure to her whenever? A man’s dream. He looked down at her as she licked his neck, tasting his blood again. He chuckled softly at her words.

Marcel still himself once he felt her pushing down his boxers. They dropped to the floor below them, baring himself to her. Marcel knew that he wanted her, but he too did not want to lose this contest between them either. A groan left his lips once she handled his length.A moan followed as she cupped his cheeks and suckled upon his lip.

He looked up at her as she announced she knew what he wanted. He chuckled again. “Well, that was the aim,” He replied. “But I can see that is going to be harder than I thought,” He observed. He went back to pay special attention to her breasts after he spoke, moaning against her nipple as he sucked on it.

Marcel continued to rub at Frieda’s entrance as she encouraged him. Using his thumb, he began to tease her clit as well, rubbing and squeezing the light sensitive bulb of flesh. He looked up at her as she spoke. He thought on the question that she posed to him, which made him release her nipple. He stood up straight and gave her a kiss. “Mm, I would like to see you on your knees.”

[twinof3vil]

The female could no longer help herself as she desired for him to do what they both longed for. She wanted to feel him, wanted to feel how rough he could be. Or would he the the softer kind?  One that would spend hours to making sure she had reached her limit. How alluring that sounded... 

"Please, I give in, you win. "  She begged, her lips close again his chest as she wanted to taste his skin once again. The sweet blood remains that covered it, along with the smell of lust and violence. Nothing more could get her on, and she would be sure that she would get what she longed for.  

Not awaiting his response Frieda tore his boxers into pieces, as if they had been made out of fragile paper. Then without a warning she lowered herself in order to do that what most man enjoyed. It took her some effort to keep her fangs from doing any damage, however. In her earlier days she had managed to do such dreadful things to some mortal boys who thought they could handle a woman, well at least not one like her. " Do you quite enjoy that, my king?"  She asked before she continued. Her hands gently rubbing the tip before she took it in her mouth again. 

It, however, didn't took long before Frieda decided that she wanted to be pleased as well. And how else could she manage to get that done? She knew that once he had felt the sweet pleasure he would want more.   

[tiredtangerine]