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Vincent & William angst headcanon!!

Vincent feel into a deep depression during the months following William invoking him, causing Vincent to frequently forget to fulfill his basic needs like bathing and eating. So, William would do it for him. William would fill up his bathtub and carry Vincent from his bed to the bathroom and bath him, he'd bring a blood bag or two to Vincent's room and sit him up and help him drink it while rubbing his back, he'd sit Vincent in front of himself and brush out his matted hair carfully so he wouldn't pull Vincent's hair.

The reason William sees Vincent as his child is because he had to take care of him in the way you would a small child - helping bath them, brushing their hair, feeding them, ect. William wants to care for and protect Vincent because once he started he couldn't stop.

[incoherent nonsense] ☆S•e•x•u•a•l I•d•e•n•t•i•t•y G•e•n•e•r•a•t•o•r☆ [more incoherent nonsense]

Sunshine

Sam (I know he was in the other one too but I got very lucky here so he gets to show up again)

Darlin' (lovingly)

Damien

Freelancer (purely based on my own oc for them)

Elliott (do not ask)

Vega

William

Milo

Blake (or Kody, your choice)

Thanks for tagging me I almost missed this part! Also I really like your portrayal of Alexis because I feel like a lot of the time people only write her as one of two extremes (either "totally misunderstood and she can't do any wrong" or "she's an asshole and she can go to hell") so this was pretty refreshing to read -w-

Ok just one more punk progeny won't hurt~

Chapter 6: the double standard

(Trans ftm Bright eyes - he/him pronouns)

TW this Chapter contains an accurate not so positive view of alexis, regardless of your opinion of alexis please don't send death threats to either me or my proofreader.

Bright had been staying in the solaire mansion for a while now, so he wouldn't refer to what he is doing as "moving in", no, more like.....unpacking.

But alas, that's what William called it. Moving in.

He hadn't told anyone else that he'd made his decision, William reassured him that he wouldn't have to and that he was planning on getting everyone together for a "family meeting".

Bright was clambering over the mass amount of boxes he had scattered around the room in an attempt to organise his things.

Tank had recently given him a bunch of their old things, clothes, CDs, DVDs, comics all that good shit.

But he only now decided to actually get out the stuff they gave him and place it around his room.

Mabye that was because it wasn't HIS room till recently.

Suddenly, while looking around for a spot to dump one of the empty boxes, there was a knock on his door.

Bright had always lived with other people, granted it was never for very long, but within all his years of living, not one of those people ever knocked before entering.

So Bright was, understandably, more than a little startled when he heard a knock on his door.

"W-whos there?!"

Despite Bright's defensive tone, William responded sweetly.

"It's just me, Bright eyes, may I come in?"

Bright relaxed at the sound of his voice.

"O-oh yeah sure just gimme a sec"

"Of course~"

He continued frantically looking for somewhere to put the box down.

Eventually he chucked it onto the bed and went to open the door.

William slithered into the room and closed the door behind him, but not all the way.

"Good evening Bright eyes, how are you settling in?"

Every time Bright heard William speak his guard went down, his defensive nature was challenged and he felt safe.

At first this scared Bright and while he still hadn't gotten used to it

He didn't mind as much now.

"Yeah, I'm just kinda trying to put my stuff away....I mean....yeah"

Bright sheepishly gestured to the colossal mess he'd made of his room.

Despite Bright's new found comfortiblity with William, he still didn't know exactly how to interact with him.

Bright's almost bashful nature made William smile as he held back a giggle.

"Well that's good"

There was a moment of silence between the two that felt.....awkward.

William coughed.

"Well I'm glad your settling in, but admittedly, I didn't just come in here to check on you"

Bright raised an eyebrow as he waited for him to continue.

"You know that later on tonight I plan on getting the whole clan together for a meeting, and that during that meeting I intend on informing them of....you, but until then I will be out for a meeting with a friend, I'll introduce you tonight, Vincent and his partner will be making preparations for the solstice and Fred, Sam and his mate are staying at their cabin

So what I'm trying to say is-"

"Ill be home alone for the day?"

William gave Bright a smile that looked almost....painful...?

Like he was being stabbed but didn't want to cause a scene.

"Weeelll...not exactly-"

At that moment, the door he had left partially ajar, swung open to reveal somone Bright had only heard cautionary tales of

Alexis.

Alexis was a tall, pale woman. Her hair covered one eye and had a gentle curl. The eye that reminded seen was sharp and silver, not unlike William's, however while his eyes shined with a warm comforting glow, her gase was cold and penetrating, as if looking at her was the equivalent of being stabbed with ice.

Bright felt several chills shoot through him. He felt like he was being tazered.

William sighed as his excruciating smile dropped.

"Bright, this is Alexis, you and her will be the only ones in the Manor tonight"

Bright's head turned towards William as he shot him a look of pleading confusion.

"Alexis, this is Bright eyes"

The eyebrow that was visible raised

"So THIS is Sam's little underling?"

She looked Bright up and down

"Yeah, that tracks"

Alexis didn't know about Bright being taken in by William, that snarky comment alone confirmed that, which did make Bright feel a little smug, but that didn't mean he appreciated the audacity of this b*tch.

He scowled at her

She scowled back

And for a moment the two just stood there unblinking, scowling at each other.

William was glad that no one present could mind read particularly well, as they would both be able to hear him breathe out the words

"Give me strength!...actually no, if whatever cosmic force that is out there gave me strength, these two would be dead......give me patience!"

He breathed in heavily as his smile from before returned to his face.

"Well I better be off! Please have the Manor still standing by the time I get back!"

Before Bright could protest he "woodshed" out the room.

And he was left alone.

With the woman who turned the man who turned the boy who turned him.

A convoluted and yet overly simplistic way to put it

But it wasn't an inaccurate description.

Luckily, Bright had years of experience dealing with snobby older sisters so he took a moment to compose himself after the initial shock of coming face to face with the resident solaire clan's scapegoat.

And simply said.

"Look, I have a lot of unpacking to do and you seem like you have better things to do than babysit me so why don't you get out of my room and go do whatever it is you do when left unsupervised?"

Alexis scoffed and folded her arms as she leaned against the door frame.

"I'm sorry, YOUR room? What? Is Sam's cabin not good enough for you kid?"

Every word she said felt like it was being spat out at Bright.

He smirked.

"Aww well I'm sure you'd love to have an open invitation there~ but I personally can't think of anything worse than being stuck in a cabin in the middle of nowhere with Sam and my maker, so I'm gonna stay here and unpack, thanks"

She looked flabbergasted that this kid she had only just met could muster up the courage to speak to her with such audacity.

But she wasn't about to let Sam's progeny get under her pearl-like skin.

So after what looked like her swallowing her rage, she brushed it off and retreated into the darkness of the hallway.

Bright chuckled softly to himself as he went back to his boxes.

She is certainly in for a suprise later tonight.

So will everyone else but Bright felt more smug about this one.

He didn't know anything about alexis, he could admit that.

All he knew was what she did, not who she was.

That and he knew what everyone thought of her.

Which prompted him to label her as the resident scapegoat.

Exept that's what HE had always been.....in every family he'd ever incorporated himself into, he was the scapegoat.

If he took that away from her when he became William's progeny.....what would she have left?

Or would she continue to play her part despite him?

If that would be the case then....what would he be?

These thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the sound of.....music?

More specifically a piano, exept it was.....off

The tempo was too fast which caused the pianist to constantly slip up and hit the keys all at once in frustration.

While the Manor did give the impression that it was haunted, Bright could safely assume that the culprit for such musical crimes was alexis.

Part of him wanted to go downstairs to shut her up.

There was a lot of the Manor that he still hadn't seen anyway so this could be an opportunity for exploring.

But another part of him reminded him that his curios nature was what got him here in the first place....

Then he said "f*k it, you can't die twice!"

And went searching for the location of the instrument who's screams of pain echoed through the whole Manor.

While searching, he made a note of the decor that dawned the halls of the Manor.

It all looked....tacky but also in its own way decadent, as if the whole building was trying too hard NOT to look like a stereotypical vampire Manor.

Paintings, ornaments and various trinkets were dotted around in no particular order.

It was nice to look at, but it distracted Bright from his goal of finding the piano

And frankly he was getting sick of hearing the damn thing!

Or more accurately he was sick of hearing HER play it.

Eventually he finally found it.

The double doors were wide open, as if she wanted her music to reverberate throughout the whole Manor.

Bright stuck his head through the doorway and saw that not only was there a piano but also various instruments covered with white cloth and dust.

It was safe to assume that this was a music room.

Alexis still hadn't noticed Bright standing there in the doorway, gazing in awe at the room's beauty.

Bright decided to approach her, though she still remained engrossed in her frustrating attempt at playing.

Bright leaned against the piano as somthing dawned on him.

If alexis is supposed to be this big bad vampire then she must be like....SUPER OLD.

So how long had she been playing a song that she simply can't play?

He decided to find an answer to that question.

"How long have you been playing that thing?"

This sudden announcement of his arrival made alexis jump, which caused her to hit the keys with both hands again.

"God f*king damn it! What? What is it!? What do you want?!"

Once again she gave the impression that her words tasted bad and as such she wanted to spit them out.

But Bright was unfazed.

He just put himself back in the mindset of having an older sister.

"Didn't you hear me? I said 'HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN PLAYING THAT THING?"

She hardened her gase.

Before answering, she hesitated.

"More years than you've been alive, kid"

Bright scoffed and did his best to hold back a full belly laugh.

"Damn you've been playing this thing for YEARS and thats the best you can do? How much longer will it take for you to realise that mabye this just...isn't for you?"

Bright felt as if he was poking a bear.

She shot him a look of unbridled fury, the red tint of her eye located around her sharp iris grew as she rose from her chair, causing it to topple over.

"If you think you can do better than be my guest!"

Bright went in front of the piano nonchalantly and began to play the opening to "bat out of hell" a notoriously hard piano solo.

Alexis was flabbergasted and enraged.

Bright turned his head towards her once he had finished playing.

"You know....it really doesn't matter how long you play it for....its about the tempo, the skill and most importantly you have to actually enjoy playing it! I mean arnt you tried of playing this old thing and not getting any better at it? Are you playing it cos you enjoy it or cos you've been playing it for so long that you've forgotten how to play anything else?...."

He got no answer from this.

Consider this bear poked and pissed off.

Bright saw her face go dark and knew that he needed to get out of here as soon as possible.

Once one if his step sisters made the same face at him after he was caught reading her diary.

Bright still has the scar even after death.

"Weeeelll anyway I have some more unpacking to do so I better--!!"

Before he could get away, he was cut off by alexis pulling him back by his hair.

She spun around allowing herself to be infront of him as she pulled him down across the piano

Bright struggled but she was strong, very strong.

She had him pinned, the keys wincing in pain as his body slowly hit them as his head was pulled backwards.

"G-get of me!"

Alexis found herself almost pitting him.

"Shut up. I don't know what your....deal is, but for some reason William has taken a liking to you, despite you being Sam's progeny. I have an idea of what's going on but I really don't want to belive it. Now I sincerely hope that what I think is happening isn't happening. I mean why on earth would William want a washed up, snarky, bratty disrespectful little sh*t when he already has me and Vincent?"

Bright's face dropped into a scowl.

By this point he had stopped struggling.

"But in any case, if you are going to be William's next project then I guess we'll be seeing more of eachother, so tell me.....

What do you think of me? Your Sammy's progeny so I'm sure you've heard all about me hmm? I'm sure you think you've got me all figured out....well? Answer me"

Bright knew when it was his turn to talk.

But he took a moment to look her in the eye

Just to get used to the feeling.

Then he began.

"You know....maybe everything that everyone says about you is right

Mabye you are just a selfish b*tch that couldn't have what she wanted so she decided to take it

By force.

But if all that is true....then....then why dosnt everyone treat Freddy the way they treat you?"

Bright looked down as he said this, as if it actively hurt to say while looking her in the eyes.

Alexis was confused upon hearing this.......then she understood.

Once she did, she loosened her grip on him and backed away, allowing him to get up from the piano.

She studied his face for a moment then her expression hardened.

"Listen to me kid. I did what I did to Sam because I wanted him. It's up to you to decide wether or not the way I get treated around here as a result of that is fair.

But what Freddy did to you wasn't out of malice or selfishness.

It was out of fear.

Because you where, and now will always be, a couple of scared kids who had no idea what they where doing"

Bright couldn't tell if this was supposed to be words of comfort or torment.

Either way he didn't agree with her.

So ge continued to scowl at her.

"I do think the way you're treated is fair. What isn't fair is that if turning without consent is supposed to be this big taboo then why isn't Fred treated the same way you are!?.....what's with the double standard huh?"

Alexis looked bored and fed up with whatever this conversation was.

She had said her piece.

So she left.

Bright was alone in the dusty, dark music room.

He went over to the white sheets and whipped them off, each revealing a new instrument.

One of them was a slightly piano.

It was white as opposed to the burgundy one alexis seemed to obess over.

He smiled softly, then went back over to the piano stool to pick it up.

He dragged it over to the slightly larger white piano and once he was sat down he began to play.

The sound reverberated through the Manor just as it did before.

Exept the music was less harsh and more melancholy and oddly comforting.

Alexis heard it.

Her face sofend for a moment.

Then she shook it off.

Taggs: @darlin-collins @anexistingexistence @you-think-i-care-mate

Yk I was this close to making a (crack) William Solaire playlist today solely brcause the song "Vampire Money" by My Chemical Romance exists

Okay so first Bright has to put up with Fred's whole existence and then they have to deal with Porter's "being up in your business" thing. Are you trying to kill my boi is that what you're trying to do Piff? Also yes to Porter in stilettos I love that u-u

And I love how Fred was just hyping himself up to talk to Bright only for Bright Eyes to then just death glare him into silence-

Ok just one more punk progeny won't hurt~

Chapter 7: family meeting

(Ftm trans Bright eyes (uses he/him pronouns. This Chapter isn't going to make any sense unless you've read all the other chapters but to save you the time I'd like to remind you that treasure and Bright eyes are the same person in this fic)

Family meeting.

That's what William called it.

Admittedly that's also what Vincent called it but after his encounter with Porter he was feeling a little....raw.

Especially after hearing that he would be bringing a newborn as his date.

Vincent explained to Lovely that that was the vampire equivalent of bringing a baby to a funeral.

But Lovely was quick to point out that they themselves where also still technically a newborn. Vincent was quick to add that they were the exeption.

Vincent and Lovely were the first ones there besides Bright and alexis, who had been In the house all night.

Which did make Vincent more than a little concerned for Bright's safety but he trusted the kid's resolve. They pulled up by sky side then took a moment to compose themselves.

Lovely handled the Porter situation very well in Vincent's opinion, but he was sure that others may disagree considering they decked him.

Hopefully Porter hasn't tatteled on them to William during their "meeting".

Vincent smiled at Lovely before they exited the car.

They got this.

Upon arriving they were both met with the sound of.....a piano?

"Wow that Sounds beautiful!" Exclaimed Lovely

Vincent was befuddled.

"Yeah....it dose..."

"You look surprised"

"I am. The only person here that knows how to play the piano is alexis but she's....let's just say that THIS isn't her music...(if you could even call it that)"

Lovely giggled

"Is she not very good?"

Vincent shuddered.

"No. No she is not."

His face gave the impression that alexis playing the piano wasn't the most....pleasant of memories.

But once they both arrived in the common room, they were met with a not so cheery looking alexis.

It was safe to assume that she was in fact NOT the current pianist.

"Hey alexis, who's?-"

"Bright eyes"

She interrupted sternly.

"You let him touch your piano!?"

She scoffed.

"No. He's playing on William's, I always play the burgundy one William got for me"

"Oh. Right"

Vincent and Lovely sat down. Awaiting Sam, Fred, William and Porter's arrival.

Hopefully not for very much longer, the uncomfortable tension was becoming too much to handle.

"Hey before everyone eles gets here, could you go get Bright?"

Vincent asked alexis, partly to give him and Lovely somw more time to anticipate the meeting and because Vincent wanted to know if Bright had made his decision yet.

Then again this meeting was most likely going to answer that question.

Alexis groaned

"Fine"

Alexis looked out from the doorway into the music room at Bright eyes as he played William's grand piano.

She had previously played it during the first few years of her turning until eventually William got one for herself.

A seemingly kind gesture but alexis had always suspected that his reasoning for this was so that she'd keep away from his things.

The sight caused a possessive rage to shoot through her.

She grabbed a random book from one of the shelves in the hallway next to the double doors

And threw it at Bright's head.

The corner of the book hit his skull and it caused him to jolt away from the piano

He winced in pain as a look of annoyance and fury made its way across his face.

"OW! WHAT!?"

He saw alexis scowling in the doorway.

"Come on kid, family meeting in the common room"

After this, she retreated back to the common room, nit waiting for Bright eyes to get up from his chair and close the piano.

Eventually he caught up with her.

Once Bright had entered the common room, Vincent immediately pirked up and started a conversation with him.

It wasn't long after that when Sam and Fred arrived.

Vincent and Lovely seemed happy to see Sam and were quick to start conversing about the anticipated meeting.

Which left Bright and Fred to awkwardly shuffle and avoid eyes contact with eachother.

/ Fred's pov: /

Should I say hi?

We haven't talked at all since our argument and only occasionally brushed shoulders.

But with Tank moving in with Sam....I kinda feel like mabye it's time to move out and back when we were.....alive Bright would always talk about how one day we'd move in together.

He finally mustered up the courage to look at Bright and was about to ask him about there living situation.

But as soon as they locked eyes, Bright had a scowl plastered on his face.

So Fred looked away before he got the chance to ask

/ end of Fred's pov /

Suddenly, William opened the double doors of the mansion and entered.

"I'm sorry, are we the last ones here?"

'We'? Thought Bright eyes.

"Where's Porter?"

Asked Vincent almost sternly.

"Hes still in the car but don't worry he'll be out soon"

Vincent scoffed

"I am not worried about him"

William sighed as he removed his cloak. Vincent, Sam and Lovely were sitting on the same couch with Sam sitting on the edge of it and Vincent and Lovely next to eachother.

Bright and Fred were sitting on the couch opposite to them with Bright being the closest to William as he remained standing.

Alexis had her own chair.

Then Porter entered the room.

Fred was the only one in that room that hadn't yet seen Porter so he made note of the man's appearance.

He wasn't particularly tall, mabye only a little taller than Bright eyes, but he was wearing stilettos so it was hard to tell.

There were various scars across his face. Three long claw marks layed upon his left eye and one smaller one on his jawline that reached the cusp of his mouth.

He also wore pitch black shades that were the shape of bat wings.

(Refrance ^)

Vincent scoffed

"Sunglasses at night huh? Classy"

He said sarcastically to no one in particular.

Though Porter answer him.

"Oh why thank you~"

As Porter's eyes scanned the room, his gase eventually landed on Bright eyes.

And as he did he slowly removed his shades in shock.

Bright gave him the same look as they realised the situation they had found themselves in.

And simultaneously thought of the thing that usually comes to mind when you run into somone you had a one night stand with just the other night:

"SHHIIITTT"

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(I accidentally posted an unfinished version of this cos tumbler was mad at me for the chapter being to long so I cut it in half. This is the first half. For those who saw the unfinished version...keep what happens to yourself for now)

Taggs:

@darlin-collins @anexistingexistence @you-think-i-care-mate

Okay so first I was feeling sorry for Bright for having to put up with everything and now Vincent's gonna have to deal with.. all that. Well good luck to him-

Also Vincent calling Bright his baby brother gives me life I love that

Ok just one more punk progeny won't hurt~

Chapter 7 (part 2): Stirring the Pot.

(Ftm trans Bright eyes - Uses he/him pronouns)

Porter had sat himself between Bright eyes and Fred, which didn't leave Bright a lot of room since he was now between Porter and the end of the couch.

As William was thanking everyone for coming here, Bright and Porter took terns steeling glances.

But once William indicated that the "meeting" had officially begun, they composed themselves.

"Now first order of business, as some of you may know, about a week ago I made the suggestion that Bright eyes be transferred from Sam to me as a mentor-"

The reactions to this information varied.

Alexis sighed and thew her head back in disappointment but not suprise.

Fred was flabbergasted and tried to look past Porter to look Bright in the eyes.

But Porter was in the way, and even if he wasn't, Brights gase was focused on William.

Porter had already been informed by William that he was taking on a new progeny, however he wasn't exactly anticipating it being the same guy he'd picked up at a bar the other night.

"You said you where done"

Alexis interrupted.

William ignored her and carried on.

"Bright had told me upon hearing this that he'd like to think more on it before making a definitive decision"

Again, mixed reactions.

Both alexis and Porter looked confused as to why he wouldn't jump at the opportunity, except alexis looked more Insulted than confused.

Vincent had obviously already known this, so he was waiting in anticipation for Bright's answer.

"I reserved Sam's consent on the matter, and now I have Bright's answer"

Fred shot Sam a look of pleading confusion.

Sam avoided his gase.

"So....

Bright's coronation will commence during the solstice"

Vincent punched the air.

He was hoping that Bright would say yes ever since they hung out.

Sam shot him a look to say 'calm down' so Vincent coughed and restrained himself from jumping up and down yelling "IM GONNA HAVE A BABY BROTHER!"

Meanwhile alexis had her head in her hands.

"Speaking of the solstice, for those who arnt aware, I won't be attending this year"

"What!?"

Bright exclaimed.

The whole room fell silent, he hadn't realised that this was a don't speak unless spoken to tipe meeting.

William looked at him, as everyone else did.

"I'm sorry Bright eyes, I know how momentous of an occasion this will be for you and I'm truly sorry I won't be there to see it, but there's nothing that can be done"

Bright sunk into the couch in disappointment.

If he wasn't going to be there what was even the point?

"If your not gonna be there then who's gonna....you know?"

"Vincent"

William turned towards him.

"I know I've put a lot of responsibility on you and your partner already, but I trust you to be the one to do this, the crown will be delivered the day after next, cutting it short I know, but I digress"

Vincent had been very stressed planning the solstice, but he knew that this was something he wanted to do.

"You can count on me"

Vincent said while looking at Bright eyes despite him technically answering William.

"Thank you"

William continued

"There is one more thing, and it is imperative that you all pay attention.

You all know how gossip spreads and how stories can get.....misconstrued. and as far as the other clans are concerned the newborns don't exist. So here's what we're going to say if asked. After the wonder world tragedy I asked Sam If I could take on Bright as a progeny because I felt it unfair to dump all this responsibility onto him, so to take off some of the weight, I took in Bright and only now he has decided to come out of the shadows and make it official"

Everyone understood, mabye some better than others.

But essentially they were being asked to lie on William, Sam and Bright's behalf.

"Am I allowed to ask why?"

Bright asked sternly.

"The last time I took in someone else's progeny it was because their maker was abusive, Bright, I know you have your.....reservations about Sam, but if we tell them the truth they'll assume the worst and Samuel dosnt deserve that"

Bright scowled.

Why should he have to lie to protect Sam? Whatever, thought Bright.

He'd do what William asked of him, but the question is, would everyone else?

"I......appreciate this.....but....you don't need to lie for me-"

Sam tried to protest but William interrupted

"It's not up for discussion, I know the clans, they will blow this out of proportion and you don't deserve some ludicrous rumour hanging over you"

Vincent was reminded of the recent information that there was a rumour going around that he had....done something in order to get William to turn him, he personally didn't care and thought that it was no one's business and anyone who had the gawl to make up somthing like that should be ignored.

But Sam didn't want anyone to believe THAT bullshit rumour so why would he want anyone to think that about him?

"I hate this...."

Said Bright.

"I know you do, but it's what must be done and anyone that is intent on telling them the truth or feeding into this potential rumour won't be allowed to attend. That's final"

On that note, William ended the meeting.

The fellow clan members were free to convers with each other.

Bright was about to join in and possibly answer some questions but before he could, William stopped him.

"Bright eyes, there's somone I've wanted to introduce you to for some time now"

William gestured for Porter to stand and "properly greet" Bright eyes.

"Bright eyes this is Porter, an old friend of mine, Porter this is Bright eyes, as you know he'll be my new progeny as of the summit"

The two locked eyes, trying to contain their mixed emotions regarding seeing eachother again.

Until Porter gave him a.....look

Took his hand and slowly shook it.

"Charmed~"

Bright returned that....look and for a moment the two just stared at each other, with William watching over them.

Fred was still sitting down and to get up would mean bumping into both Porter and Bright eyes and he really didn't want to do that.

The current position he was in allowed him to watch their interaction quite closely and he wasn't sure how he felt about what he was being subject to witness.

William began again, interrupting the energy that the two had created.

"Porter, I know you haven't been here in a while but while Bright eyes has been staying here for some time now, I've been told that he hasn't done a whole lot of exploring, so I was wondering if you could show him around a bit? You know these walls better than most and it would be.....beneficial for him to get to know other vampires"

Vincent overheard this and called over from the other side of the room, once again to no one in particular.

"I'm sorry? Why on earth would you WANT anyone to get to know PORTER?"

This was obviously ment to be a playful jab at Porter, however Bright heard it as crule and insulting.

So he just scowled at Vincent and awaited an answer from Porter.

He turned back from Vincent to look at Bright eyes and said, just loud enough for Vincent to hear.

"I would be honoured"

And took Bright's hand in his again.

"Wonderful! I've wanted you two to meet for a while now, you have so much in common-"

"That is the meanest thing you have ever said!"

Vincent interrupted again.

"Oh hush!"

Growled Sam, smacking him lightly on the back of the head.

William continued.

"Oh! And before you go, Porter I assume that today you would want to retreat to your old room, but I regret to inform you that what was your room is now Bright's room, so you'll have to use one of the guest rooms. Or you two could just share!"

Both Bright and Porter felt like they were going to choke at that comment.

They needed to leave and assess the situation. Alone.

So they swallowed the smug feeling creeping up on them and left.

Hand in hand.

Fred, finally being able to get up from the couch, looked on at them. Even after they had left the room his eyes were fixated on the closed door.

What just happened?

As soon as the two were out of ear shot of the others, Bright dropped the coy exterior.

"OK so how'd you wanna do this?"

"Humm?"

"You wanna keep pretending like we don't know eachother? You wanna tell any of them that we've met before but leave out the more....graphic details?"

Porter chuckled a bit.

"Me and William may be close but we arnt that close, that is to say, I would never share the details of a particularly wonderful night with him. As for the others well"

He took a moment to ponder this.

"Well since you'll be a solaire member soon enough I suppose information such as that could really ruin a....specific members day"

Bright assumed he was talking about Vincent given his behaviour in the common room.

"You two seem to really hate eachother, what gives?"

Porter hesitated.

"If he hasn't told you then I suppose it's better we leave it as a story for another day besides I'd rather not burden you with such things, treasure~"

Bright rolled his eyes slightly.

"But I digress, last time we....spoke (not that there was a lot of talking involved) you didn't mention once that you where a solaire"

Bright moved closer to him.

"Neither did you"

Porter gave a one-note soft-laugh.

"Touché"

Bright thought for a moment, braking their gase.

"Well I mean...TECHNICALLY I wasn't, I still arnt"

Porter sighed

"You know what I mean, so, as of now, who are you?"

Bright's soldiers tensed

"I'm....a Collins"

Referring to himself as such made him shudder.

Porter was shocked but smiled as he scoffed and tilted his head in thought.

"Samuel Collins? HE'S your?-"

"Oh god no! I'm his...grand progeny...? I-i was...turned by the guy you where sitting next to in the meeting, HE'S Sam's. But yeah I guess Sam is...WAS my mentor"

Porter almost couldn't believe it. Samuel Collins, the same Samuel Collins he knew 5 years ago, took on two progenys within the time he'd been gone, he really had missed so much.

"Well...fancy that"

Bright felt like they were getting off topic.

"Soooo, we're gonna keep....this a secret ooooor what?"

Porter was brought back to the present with this question.

The "look" he'd given Bright in the meeting returned to his face.

"Well that depends"

He stepped closer to him, lowering his voice

"Where would you like...this to go?"

The Manor was huge, almost every hallway looked the same so it was easy to get lost in.

But alexis didn't see what the big deal was, Porter and Bright where both annoying little sh*ts, it makes sense that they'd entertain themselves for so long.

And yet everyone was getting all worked up about how long they were taking.

To ease their concerns alexis was sent to retrieve them so that William could have another one of his "private meetings" with Porter.

It took quite a bit of trekking through the hallways to finally hear a muffled sound behind one of the doors, she assumed it was Porter and Bright, who eles could it have been?

So she opened the door.

Porter dug his fingers into Bright's hips as his back continuously hit the wall.

Bright's hands lay either side of Porter's neck, his fingers becoming well acquainted with his jugular, their tongues colluding over eachother in a perpetuated motion.

They both kept their eyes closed, drinking in every moment of this.

But as Porter took a moment to catch his breath and migrate his mouth from lips to neck, somthing caught in the corner of his eye.

And then he locked eyes with....her.

Then she vanished into the hallway.

Bright hadn't seen her so he didn't know the cause of Porter's sudden panic.

Porter however didn't have time to explain.

He pulled himself out from in-between the wall and Bright eyes and for a moment continously hesitated between going after her and staying with him.

Eventually he made the decision.

"Damn it. I'll be right back"

And then he pulled Bright closer to him, allowing himself to softly but quickly collide his lips with Bright's cheek then wisked away into the hallway after her.

Bright was left dazed, confused and more than a little aroused.

He moved his hand up to his cheek where Porter had left his invisible mark on him.

What just happened?

Alexis was faster than Porter but he was skilled.

He swerved and tackled her to the ground before she could reach the door to where everyone was still congregated.

Once he had her in a hold, he rolled them both away into another hallway, as to make sure the others don't overhear any of this interaction.

"OOW GET OFF OF ME YOU BRITISH F*K TART"

"Fine, just don't tell anyone in that room what you just saw"

"Oh like hell I won't!"

Porter pushed her head to the ground.

"Vincent's gonna kill you for trying to bed his new 'little brother' on the first day of meeting him!"

Porter smirked.

"Actually we had already met, at a bar, on the night of my arrival"

Alexis's grin widened.

"Oh hohoho~ you-"

Again her head hit the ground

"Is there anything I can do to convince you to stay quiet about this?"

"No"

"Thought not. Then I propose a....compromise. and I think you'll find that this way of doing things will make things more....hard for Vincent to swallow"

Alexis stopped struggling for a moment.

Then her smile returned to her face.

"I'm listening"

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@darlin-collins @anexistingexistence @you-think-i-care-mate @that-gothickitty

On one hand I want to tell people in graphic detail how Porter would willingly cut open his chest and break all of his ribs out of his ribcage one by one in front of William while he watches in a strangely homoerotic way just because he asked him to but on the other hand I don't want people to think I'm some sort of freak

Redacted characters/listeners as quotes from a depressed little thing I wrote:

"Beyond a veil of liquid ink there is naught but one; myself" - James

"Who was the one who did decide that all these gifts - the good, the bad, creative colorful, and melancholy low - whoever deemed that they would matter?" - Hush

"They will not see what's past this veil" - William

"But my opinion is my own and my gifts are mine to share at my discretion" - Morgan/Seer

"[This veil] keeps me safe; it keeps the things within as my own" - Darlin'

"My bad and selfish are among those things I keep and they might be wrong and out of place but here I will cherish them all the same" - Porter

"[Ink] stains your throat, [ink] stains your lungs; in the blood of stories old and young" - Vega (to Warden)

I bought new crystal glassware a few days ago and god I need (someone else because I'm lazy) to draw our vamps holding them because oH MY GOD I LOVE MY CRYSTAL GLASSES

I would like to pitch the redacted fandom on something from a fic I never finished

If William had a listener, he would call them his "little flittermouse"

(And he'd gently tilt their chin to look at him as he says that and then he'd give them a soft, fleeting kiss on their cheek and-)

Oh he's such a manipulative bitch. He's such a manipulative piece of shit and we love it

Like we all know that William doesn't mean any of what he's saying here-

Now, I'm not naming names, but there are a few specific people who are to blame for my resurging obsession with violent William/Porter, you people know who you are and you are fully at fault for the way I've been using my free time lately u-u

I accidentally turned him into a cannibal oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no-

I did just unironically write that William likes his men pathetic. God I'm sleep deprived.

Just had an idea that likely won't come up in my current Porter/William WIP because it's too violent but I still want to share because it's hot so-

William from time to time punches Porter so hard across the jaw that not only does it break, but a few teeth go flying as well and over the next few days William just sucks on them like mints until their taste has gone stale and then he calls Porter to his office again and the procedure repeats

Because I have to get some bones pulled out of my body in the somewhat near future and plan on turning them into jewelry I got to thinking about vampires and do you think that some of the more violently inclined ones (*cough* Porter and William *cough*) would turn (their or other vampires') teeth into earrings, finger bones into rings, parts of the spine into necklaces and skin into handbags? Because I think cannibalistic vampire fashion should be a thing.

Sneak peek of the Porter/William thing I'm still working on in case anyone's curious under the cut because it contains cannibalism and I don't want to get yelled at:

" He had regained his composure and proper control over his limbs by the time William was little more than halfway done with his meal. A small part of him was almost bold enough to ask for a bite, but another – one perhaps more human than Porter thought he was nowadays – recoiled at the mere thought; Porter had tasted people’s flesh in bouts of passion before, yes, but he’d never actually eaten anyone. William made the activity look so appealing, however, that Porter forgot his morals for a second. He did not ask for a piece of his own flesh, only partly because he wouldn’t eat from his King’s plate. "

They make me sick /pos

This is a one-shot btw and it is little more than 4k words long and I'm not even halfway done with it lmao TwT I just hope I get it done by the end of the month because that would be thematic maybe

The urge to write a William Solaire fic in which he and a lover he hasn't seen in like two hundred years reunite at one of his solstice parties. But before finally getting to interact with each other, it's mainly about Vincent, Lovely, Sam, and Alexis just being like "Why tf is our King staring at this person so much? Wtf is going on?" Until it clicks for them that he is just madly in love. And once they finally get to be alone, William and his beloved are all tender and sweet and they're like "I'm happy to see you doing so well." And William says something like "But I've never been the same since you've left me." And then there's so much tension until they finally get to kiss.

Seeing the whole 'Solaire clan' drama arc happening right in front of me whilst im still at freelancer season 1 hurts so much..like I wanna know what's happening but I can't spoil it for myself 😭

Dude I just had a dream that William took over the world. It was all over the news and stuff, like; "Vampire has taken over the world, Earth is now going to be called 'Solaire'.

And while all that was happening, I was walking to school. I thought I was running late so I checked my phone for the time...exept.. instead of the time and date it just said "William:Solaire".

And for some reason I didn't really care about the whole thing, I just didn't want to be late for class.. Oh! Then Vincent was driving by in his huge jeep and offered me a ride. Sam was in the backseat I think?

Yeah, then I woke up 😔

The Monarch Summit being like a royal court for vampires, a long round table full of vamp-royalty. Sipping wine glasses of blood and chatting over clan matters, forming and mending alliances- as well as plotting better feeding grounds near each other’s land.

William is at the far end of the table considering that he owns Skyside, as well as the most land out of the many other clan leaders. (Also William talking up Vincent and Lovely like the proud father he is)