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caemidraws · 1 year
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is the dance really over / if you’re not letting go?
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spacebarbarianweird · 5 months
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hi!!! i play a drow/dhampir warlock, how do you think astarion would react if durgetav was a dhampir?
This is a very interesting take! Besides, I and @marcynomercy are obsessed with Dhampirs. Since I have a separate request for Drows, I will make this one solely about a Dhampir Tav
Who has serious body image and acceptanace issues because like many dhampirs Tav can't stand neither vampires nor vampiric ancestry.
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Astarion x Dhampir!Tav
You are an outcast.
You spent your childhood as a normal child, but at the of 16 you felt a terrible bloodlust.
The fangs grew, replacing canines.
Your mother taught you all your life that vampires are monsters and disgusting creatures.
But apparently, she slept with one of them.
Since you are a god forsaken dhampir.
You are scared. You beg for mercy.
But your mortal family throws you out, threatening to murder you if you ever dare come back.
You run away. Alone and scared.
Maybe, vampires can answer your questions? Maybe, your father - whoever he is - can help you?
Alas, no family reunion for an outcast like you.
The vampire who fathered you is a disgusting evil creature who knows nothing but violence.
He doesn't recognize you as your child. Moreover, he doesn't even understand what you are.
You lock him in silver chains and drag him to meet the sun one last time.
You are a dhampir. The only thing any vampire must be afraid of.
Immune to vampirism. Fast and dangerous. A stepchild of the night.
You are embarrassed of your ancestry. You cover your mouth and explain your pale skin by a rare skin condition. But people still fear you, even more than vampires.
You wish you were never born like that.
Eventually, you become a renowned vampire hunter.
One day, you get a request to murder a certain Vampire Lord in Baldur's Gate along with all his spawns and thralls.
You are ready to do such a job pro-bono.
But... The gods have other plans for you.
The moment you meet Astarion, you know who he is. No vampire can hide their rotten nature from a dhampir.
But there is something about him, something about what and how he tells his story, that makes your feel pity.
He doesn't look like those morons who wanted to be vampires. He doesn't look like he enjoyed what he was doing on his master's orders.
He is a victim.
The night he wants to bite you, he realizes your blood tastes weird - it's not like he can't drink it, but more like... he'd better not.
"I am half a vampire, Astarion. Don't push your luck."
You agree that you won't have any problems with him drinking blood if he doesn't hurt the companions and useful people.
You know your own bloodthirst. Astarion has its much worse
You gradually fall in love. Maybe it's your own desire to embrace your dark nature.
Upon arrival at Baldur's Gate, you make a decision - you will destroy Cazador and all his spawns, leaving only Astarion alive.
But - you won't let him ascend.
Otherwise, you will be his mortal enemy. And if ascends, you will kill him instantly.
You kill Cazador - but something changes inside you. You see other spawns, miserable and sorrowful. You've never thought you could feel compassion toward them.
Astarion is different, after all. No vampire is like him. But others... You suddenly see so much in common with them.
Your dark family, your blood, your kind.
Astarion also makes a choice. Ascension means losing you. He will be able to subdue everyone to his will, but not a dhampir.
But you warn the spawns - you will not hesitate to kill them if they lose control.
Post-game, you together do what you do best.
Monster hunting.
You are immune to necrotic damage, he is a literal vampire. You are unstoppable together.
You help him with nightmares and body autonomy issues.
He trusts you. Even though he must be afraid of you.
Sometimes, you love-bite him with your fangs, and, gods, he likes it.
His skin regenerates, and you pierce it once again.
You also learn to love your own body. Your pale skin, your fangs, your dark hair.
It's difficult to hate yourself when Astarion adores you.
You are both fast and deadly.
And you are going to be together for many centuries - dhampirs live as long as elves. 
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graveyard-cuddles · 8 days
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Thinking about dhampir toddlers/lil kiddos again. Imagine needing to mop the ceilings and floors after they leave tiny footprints from the little ones spider-climbing because you know Astarion isn't doing it. 🙄
But since they're lil babus and clumsy with still learning how to use their powers they don't always stick perfectly to the ceiling. Sometimes they fall and Astarion panics SO BADLY. Literally yelling at you find a healing potion for them right NOW. Doesn't calm down until he realizes they're crying because they got scared rather than seriously hurt.
Eventually the kiddos get used to taking falls and learn to stay properly stuck to the ceiling. Astarion will 100% deny how badly he freaked out the first time it happened.
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ibrithir-was-here · 5 months
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Do Quincey's parents know that he's not quite human? Have they talked to him about it at all? (The Talk only instead of birds and bees it's bats)
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Oh my gosh "The Birds, the Bees and the Bats" talk xD That stupendous
Ok, so what I've basically thought is that they more or less try to give him a normal childhood as much as possible, with his and their own Peculiarities taken into account of course.
He picks up some things of course by himself along the way, from observing (hmm, not everyone else's mother's seem to be literally able to read their thoughts more or less, and other people's fathers aren't quite as strong or fast, nor do most people's eyes seem to glow at night) and from just little bits he overhears from the wider Crew of Light family
So he puts together that Something happened and made his parents That Way (both in supernaturalness and tone of Character) and that it had something to do with Aunt Lucy and Uncle Quincey's deaths.
And of course the book has been published in universe by the time he's a child. But pretty much anyone who hasn't had some sort of supernatural experience themselves is just going to look at "Quincey Harker" and think his parents were just fans of the book and shake off any strangeness as soem sort of trick of the light. Afterall, he's a perfectly nice, very polite young man. Nothing untoward about him or his family except maybe how openly affectionate his parents are towards eachother.
But since the book does exist, he ends up reading it by about the time he's 12-13, at a friends home, and after that, he stews for a good week turning things over in his mind before he comes to his parents with A Lot of Questions but also some answers to questions he'd had.
Jonathan and Mina had wanted to wait till he's reached his majority, but now yeah they have to sit him down and give him the Birds,Bees and Bats talk.
He overall takes it pretty well, after all he has the evidence of his own eyes to back things up. He does worry a little bit about his own Peculiarities as he seems to have more then his parents (no shadow, greater eyesight then either of them at night, ect) but they assure him he's perfectly fine and so so loved. And for a long while that's all he needs.
He volunteers for the War when it comes, thinking his abilites might even be an asset to help end what surely won't be anything more than a short adventure, he's protecting England just like his parents did!
Of course things turn out very differently, both for the world and for Quincey
He didn't know that battles could be like this, that people could do things like that to eachother, that he could do Things Like That to other people, and do it again and again whenever he feels backed into a corner, sure that this time Death is surely coming for him.
But he keeps surviving. The raging thing inside him keeps him sharper, faster , living.
And he starts to wonder, if maybe it would be better if he wasn't.
Maybe it would be better if one of those bullets hit, one of those shells made its mark, and he didnt just shake it off.
Because he knows now the thing that haunted his parents, and how much they hated it. And he loves his parents so much, and he knows they love him, they're the reason he keeps trying to survive to make it home.
But he doesn't know just what he'll be at this point if he makes it home, and he doesnt want to bring That back to the doorstep of the people he loves most...
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nigelgraz · 10 months
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Random but i just wanted to say watching Vampire Hunter D as a child simply changed the trajectory of my life and it's probably the main reason i am the way i am now and like the things i like
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keigo0 · 8 months
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honourablejester · 2 months
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5e Character Concept: Ravenloft Lovecraftian Dhampir
So a while back I had an idea for how to put a more lovecraftian spin on the dhampir, because Van Richten’s Guide to Ravenloft does give you some hunger and backstory options for dhampirs that aren’t your usual ‘bitten by a vampire’ or ‘half-breed child of a vampire’. Things like hungers for cerebral spine fluid and psychic energy, and origins like ‘a parasite lives inside you; you indulge its hunger’, ‘you are a diminished form of an otherworldly being; slaking your hunger hastens your renewal’, and ‘a radical experiment changed your body, making you reliant on others for vital fluids’. So. There’s carte blanche already to go lovecraftian here, and all I want to do is slightly reflavour the vampiric bite to be silvery feeding tendrils that lie along her jaw like scars and unfurl to dive into some poor saps ear canal to feed. You know. For fun.
But. VRGR also has several cosmic horror Domains of Dread, and one of them is Bluetspur. The mind flayer domain, whose Darklord is the God-Brain, an insane and mortal elder brain whose horrific experiments towards apotheosis resulted in its physical form rebelling against itself, giving it a slow, horrific wasting disease that it is desperately trying to fight. Which, fun. Bluetspur is completely inhospitable to human life, you won’t find characters from there. What you will find is characters who were abducted to there, experimented on, and thrown back without their memories if the experiments were unsatisfactory. Amnesiac characters with fragmented dreams of vast mountains under red suns, things moving inside their skin, and pallid tentacles wielding surgical instruments. You know, your standard alien abduction repressed memories.
And. Bluetspur is also the origin of vampiric mind flayers. Feral mind flayers infected with vampirism by the God-Brain, so that they can drain cerebral fluid from victims and return to be dissolved by the God-Brain along with their cargo to stave off its own degeneration and dementia. Hence the additional dhampir origins above. So. With that in mind …
Just while we’re here, I want to kit out a full Ravenloft lovecraftian dhampir, a survivor of the twisted experiments of Bluetspur. And, just because we’re going full Lovecraft here, I do think we’re going to go for Aberrant Sorcerer? Just to go full tentacle. But, also. Dhampir. Experiments that changed your body. Psychic infections from a mad, diseased God-Brain and its desperate servants. Aberrant fits pretty well? Our sorcery was not inborn, it absolutely came from massive physical and psychic trauma.
Do I want to go full partial ceremorphosis? Dhampir has the parasite option, and Aberrant Sorcerer also has ‘infected with mindflayer tadpole but transformation couldn’t complete’ as an origin option. And since I’m going full Ravenloft and giving her a Dark Gift as well, ‘Symbiotic Being’ is an option. But. I think I’d prefer ‘Gathered Whispers’ for the Dark Gift. Granted, that still has ‘an alien intelligence intrudes upon my thoughts’ or ‘a sibling I don’t have shares my body’ as spirit options, so it could still work. But I think …
I think she was an extremely flawed experiment. Instead of infecting a mind flayer with vampirism, or infecting a vampire with ceremorphosis, they were trying to do both at once, short-cut the process by infecting a human with both, and they sort of … cancelled each other out? Fully messed her up, rewrote her body, fucked up her mind to the point that Modify Memory was barely necessary, but she’s neither a mind flayer nor a vampire. There is no surviving tadpole. Instead, she’s a halfway thing, and the spirits of Gathered Whispers are the fragments, or ghosts, of so many unsuccessful experiments of Bluetspur. Some of them are mind flayers. (Maybe one of them is the ghost of the tadpole). Some of them were human. It’s all a mess, and so is she.
And then she was dumped back out into another Domain of Dread, or maybe just tossed into the Mists until she stumbled into whatever one was closest.
If I was playing her, obviously this would be whatever Domain the campaign is in. For this thought experiment, though, I think it would be really fun if she was spat back out into Lamordia? You know, the gothic, industrial, mad science, Frankenstein Domain? With all her fragmented memories of experimentation and bodily transformation, to land in a domain dominated by mutation, radiation, and bodily experimentation. Just to fully traumatise her, and also maybe to confuse her memories? Given that they’re so fragmentary, maybe she thinks her memories are of Lamordian experimentation, and it takes a good long while for her to realise that they’re from somewhere much further and more alien.
So. To pull all that pile of trauma together. Picture a tall, rangy, slightly wild-eyed woman, with a rather dark, healthy-looking complexion. Not vampiric pale. Tangled brown hair streaked with gray. Long, bony hands that shake slightly. Two thin, silvery scars, one on each side of her face, running along her jawbone. And if an enemy ever gets too close, well. Those scars unfurl. Twin tendrils, thin, silvery feeding tendrils, that dive into that enemy’s ears.
Is she Lamordian? Originally, I mean. Was she stolen from there? Do we want to give her a Germanic sort of name? Irma might be fun. It means whole, which is nicely cruel. Irma Hafner. Hafner means potter, from hafan, or vessel. Whole vessel. Or whole/great maker of vessels. Maybe the mind flayer who stole her way back when had a dark sense of humour. Heh.
I’m not sure on the background. Well, no. I do kind of want to take the Ruined background from The Book of Many Things again, mostly because it lets her take Tough at first level, which will be very handy since she’s built around Cha/Con for spells and her bite, and she’s a sorcerer and therefore has no hit points. It also gives her stealth and survival, which seem quite fitting for a wild amnesiac who wandered out of the mists with nothing but broken memories of being tortured. So, yes, her mechanical background is Ruined. As, well, she was. But I meant more … what’s her profession? What does she do? How is she trying to make her living right now. Is she just a wild beggar woman wandering around? (Has she met Elise?) Actually, that might not be a bad idea. Sorcerers don’t need much in the way of equipment. She’ll be using her bite and cantrips instead of weapons, and after that we can say she scrounged the makings of a component pouch and an explorer’s pack.
Sidenote: Bluetspur and Lamordia really do have a lot in common. Darklord Viktra’s desperation to defeat death and cure Elise’s wasting disease, the God-Brain’s desperation to defeat death and its own wasting disease. I bet Viktra would find the God-Brain fascinating. And it might, maybe, think her … useful. Heh.
But, yes. Mechanically. Irma is a Dhampir, and Aberrant Sorcerer, and Ruined. She has a dark gift, Gathered Whispers, which means she’s haunted by spirits, whispering voices, which will give her the Message cantrip, a reaction to add her proficiency to her AC for 1 attack if the opponent isn’t deaf, and some fun consequences whenever she rolls a 1. She’ll have 16 each in Charisma and Constitution, with probably Dexterity and Wisdom as her next highest, and Intelligence and Strength taking up the rear. Her vampiric bite has been reflavoured to feeding tendrils along her jaw, and she feeds on cerebral fluid. She’ll start out with a respectable 11 hit points, which is not bad on a sorcerer. Starting cantrips are Mind Sliver, Message, Mage Hand, Chill Touch, Prestidigitation and Minor Illusion. Starting spells are Arms of Hadar, Dissonant Whispers, Mage Armour and Sleep. She’s a beggar and a wild woman, and she has dark dreams and fractured memories of a strange red sun, and things pulling her apart to put her back together. And not much in the way of other memories, or at least not whole ones.
She is trying very hard to pretend to be sane and sort-of-normal. She is not succeeding very well. But, you know. She’d like some food, and some money, and she has this nagging impression that the worst has already happened to her, so she’s willing to brave a few terrors in pursuit of them. Just. Labs, laboratories, might be tricky for her. Medical procedures. Tentacles. Things like that. Heh.
Irma Hafner. A survivor of Bluetspur, a Ravenloft lovecraftian dhampir.
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lunarcrystal · 1 year
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The Gremlins of Hellsing.
I wanted to sketch what the Hellsing siblings looked like as children circa 2011. They're definitely a yin & yang type duo and give mummy hellsing migraines, though not nearly as bad as their father does. 
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dhampirwomen · 2 years
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some thoughts on dhampir commodification
one of the most interesting threads in va is the way dhampirs are valued almost exclusively for their bodies: it’s repeatedly reinforced in the series that the only way dhampirs can participate in moroi society is by becoming guardians or doing sex work, and both types of labor mean giving over their bodies to the service of royal moroi. there are dhampirs, mostly women, who opt out of this, but they’re still expected to use their bodies to have kids who will become guardians or beget more dhampirs (e.g. mason’s mom chose to be domestic and worked with humans, but she still sent her son to guardian training at st. vlad’s and lost him to strigoi). dhampirs who don’t want to become guardians, do sex work or devote their lives to raising more dhampirs have to self-exile and live among humans. they have to cut themselves off from the culture they grew up in, and are seen as disgraces who abandoned their duty by the people they left behind.
dhampir women who live in communes and/or do sex work are usually given the deragotory label of “blood whores” and receive the brunt of social stigma, even though the current system would collapse without their labor: moroi exploit them for sex and use their kids to bolster guardian numbers while denying them full rights and personhood. and dhampirs are prevented from forming any kind of class solidarity because of the way guardians are taught to look down on commune dhampirs.
even though the guardian-or-sex-worker dichotomy largely affects dhampir women, it’s also in place for dhampir men: ambrose didn’t want to run off or become a guardian, so he became a sex worker, indicating that "guardian” “sex worker” “runs away” are the three limited options for all dhampirs. (instructors at st. vlad’s fall under the “guardian” umbrella because they’re guardians or former guardians who teach novices.)
guardians aren’t immune to having their romantic/sexual lives commodified by moroi, especially royal moroi: there are two examples in the series of a royal moroi pursuing a romantic/sexual relationship with a dhampir, adrian with rose and tasha with dimitri, and both relationships are transactional. adrian gives rose money on the condition she give him a romantic chance (after trying to leverage gifts and personal favors into touch and sexual attention), and tasha makes an offer for dimitri to be her guardian, with a sexual relationship and bio kids as a side “arrangement” after he starts working for her.
and within moroi society, there’s the way dhampirs’ place in the public sphere is segregated (dhampirs sitting in the back when the queen visits st vlad’s) and their private spaces are controlled: dhampir instructor/guardian housing at st. vlad’s doesn’t have kitchens while moroi instructor housing does etc, and it’s another way that dhampirs’ standard of living and comfort is put below moroi's.
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Dating a Dhampir Pt.1
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Notes: It’s been a minute… life is crazy, I’m a double major senior in college and I’m losing my mind but in a good way. Had a little bit of free time to write the first part of these headcanons. Part 2 hopefully by the end of this week. I’m also going through all my requests (which I’m just leaving them open at this point cause why the hell not). But yeah, don’t know when I’ll be fully back into continuing series, kind of when I get to it it’ll happen. But I hope this holds you over until things come out.
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I’m sort of gonna make these headcanons connected to my Blood Oranges series, cause the reader is a dhampir so if anything this will also give hints at lore or events that will come up within the story.
So, my headcanon of dhampirs is that they pass off way better as humans but their bloodlust is even more powerful than normal vampires. As a dhampir, born half human - half vampire, you were able to have a somewhat normal life growing up. You were able to go to school normally, the sun never hurt you nor did it ever make you tired, you had normal friends and no one thought there was anything weird.
Holy water stung and yes, it could still hurt you, burning your skin, but your healing abilities worked much faster than a normal vampire, healing within a few minutes. Even though holy water stung, you were still able to walk into churches without bursting into flames.
One would think that you wouldn’t be able to see your reflection, but nope, you could see yourself, crystal clear and you didn’t need to be invited into someone’s house for it to work. Though if you were invited into a home, holy water wouldn’t work just like other vampires.
The biggest downside is the bloodlust. Thirst clawing at your throat every day. Dhampirs officially stop aging when they feed from their first kill, so while growing up, your parents got you blood bags from certain connections for you to drink from. Other ways were certain types of food. Having raw steak satiated your appetite, blood oranges did the trick as well. Hell, you even found out that pomegranates and peaches help as well.
You choose to have the meat and fruits more often than the blood bags since they were harder to get. Plus, you wanted to wait until you were ready to make your first kill. You didn’t even know if you were ever gonna be ready for that step. But that changed one fateful night.
You knew mates were a thing. Your parents were mates, now both fully fledged vampires, and they always talked about how wonderful it was. It always made you hopeful that maybe one day you would find yours… to your surprise you had four of them.
The moment you stepped foot on the Boardwalk, they smelt you, and you smelt them. Weirdly enough, in the beginning, you were the most possessive one. You didn’t like anyone that wasn’t you or someone you knew going near your boys. Threatening growls and hissing at strangers who got too close for comfort.
When you started getting closer to them, and a relationship started forming, you would randomly bite them. Kind of like claiming what was yours. There are multiple ways to fully mark or claim a mate. It could be done through scent marking; sharing clothing or even nuzzling yours or their faces into each other’s necks.
Then there was actually the act of biting one another which was the most intimate and permanent form of claiming. (The possessive part of being a dhampir prefers biting more than anything.)
Being a dhampir also gave you a leg up on the hierarchy of your little group. Yes, David was the set leader, but by the end of the day, guess what, one bite from you and he was putty in your hands.
Overall, your group relationship is pretty balanced, everyone has their own little place and it works out beautifully. Yes, even though you are a tiny bit stronger than the average vampire, the boys respect your abilities but it doesn’t stop them from being over protective.
Even when you start feeding, taking that huge leap, it is a little messier than normal. The boys think they’re messy? Oh boy, you are worse. Blood covering you from head to toe, fangs out and majority of the time you are just ripping into the humans like a bloodthirsty animal.
Say if one day, the weather was terrible and there wouldn’t be a soul on the Boardwalk, feeding would have to come from each other. Just a tiny bit of each other's blood and you would all be okay. Even having blood oranges were able to satiate their thirst and even you after you made your first kill.
Though when the boys drink from you it’s a different story. Your blood to them tastes warm and sends tingles throughout their entire body. To them, it felt like the sun was kissing their skin in the softest way imaginable, and they haven’t felt the sun in years.
Surprisingly, drinking your blood has a few side effects that were unknown even to you until faither night… or rather morning.
Let’s just say after spending the night with Paul for your one on one date, drinking your blood in the middle of all the fun, the two of you accidentally fell asleep in the main cave area where sunlight naturally poured into. You were fine, certainly, but not Paul.
To everyone’s surprise, Paul wasn’t burning to a crisp in the sunlight, feeling the sun touch his skin for the first time in decades. It was then you and the entire group found out that drinking dhampir blood gives a vampire the ability to be immune to the sun for a whole 24 hours.
Wanting the boys to experience the day life, you did this a good portion of the month, giving your blood to them not only for pleasure but for the ability to live somewhat normal again. The inhabitants of Santa Carla were shocked to see the gang walk amongst them during the day and no longer roaming the night.
No longer did you have to do errands during the day on your own. You had your four mates with you and they enjoyed every second of it. They thought you were gorgeous at night, but my goodness, you were radiant underneath the sun.
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caemidraws · 1 year
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spacebarbarianweird · 4 months
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Do you know what releasing 7000 spawns into the wild really means?
Dhampirs
Before, they were super rare. Lonely travelers who specialize on vampire hunting. Solitary warriors forever stuck between two worlds.
But now you put an announcement "Wanted! A Vampire Lord!" and there are 12 dhampirs below 30 fighting over who gets the contract.
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themelrosetwins · 18 days
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I have a Thought that I'd love to hear everyone's opinions on. We all know that a lot of Moroi men will have affairs with dhampir women resulting in children but be absent from their lives. We also know that Randall Ivashkov proves that royal Moroi are part of this group of men.
So I wonder if Lissa's rule would have been given the same validity if Jill was a dhampir. There are probably so many dhampirs out there that are the illegitimate children of royals that Eric Dragomir being father to one wouldn't be that big of a deal and might not even count in some people's eyes considering how much some Moroi talk about dhampirs.
AND I'm also left to wonder about Adrian's children. Would Declan be seen as a royal while he is also seen as Adrian's son? What about other children they might have in the future? They would have the surname Ivashkov but would they really be treated like a royal? I'm guessing no 🤷🏻‍♀️
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thenixart · 11 months
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[ID: A drawing of a character facing the viewer with their body turned slightly to the left. The character is topless, they are wearing a cloth belt low on their hips, a cloth band with metal rings on their upper left arm, and a bat themed headdress that covers their eyes with a curtain of beads.
The character has a lean, somewhat muscular body with thick black bat wing tattoos on their shoulders. The character is sticking their inhumanly long tongue out and their fangs and crooked front teeth are visible. The character has long hair worn in two braids that come together in a bat themed clasp under their chin into a single braid.
The drawing is black line art with a red sketch faintly visible underneath. /End ID]
Blood Priest My oc Zan dressed up as a priest for Halloween
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romitricrazed · 9 months
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Oh, Rose
Rereading the DPOV Series and again seeing how Rose was like disgusted at the prospect of two guardians running away to marry in the first book and im like: Oh, Rose, you have no idea whats coming for you
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jacktheeldergod · 3 months
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Would y'all bang an alternate version of yourself that is some form of monster ie fae, vampire/dhampir,mutated lab experiment, werewolf, fiend,dragon etc?
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