#carmilla vibes

[inarafright]

..can I drain you?...

Men and minors dni

[miasmatik]

gals being pals— happy pride, demons 🖤🩸

[alicemain0541]

-“Escape pods still working fine”

-“I won’t leave you”

YALL I CANT TODAY

[showtimeatfreddys]

Zestial has dad vibes

So I was watching Hazbin Hotel tonight and Episode 3 resulted in this shitpost drawing of Zestial. Please tell me I’m not the only one who thought he had step dad vibes for Carmilla’s daughters? Also, yeah the drawing isn’t my best work; I just wanted to quickly sketch and trace it out but 🤷🏼‍♀️

[inarafright]

The wretched creature lurks, haunting you in the form of a black cat 💕🦇

[mentha-vacciniumrainbow]

Not my best, but I just realised I haven't posted a meme in forever.

New chapters coming soon, enjoy this in the meantime!

[atlxolotl]

Alucarda (1977) dir. Juan López Moctezuma

[black-ak9]

Happy October darlings🎃✨

Presenting on stage:

Will you be able to play this Game call life and death My doll?

Without strings*

[coffeecatcraze]

One of my favorite little tiny details about the hotel rebuild is the specific use of a Carmine brand drill.

It's a very nice touch, please let them build a relationship with Carmilla and appreciate her going above and beyond in helping them out by not only telling them what can kill angels, but by teaching Vaggie how to kill them so she could teach the others. Not to mention she was the catalyst for Vaggie getting her wings back by reminding her what (or more specifically who) she's really fighting for.

(Also please more of Carmilla mentoring Vaggie, that mutual respect and understanding they built was SO good.)

[inkthread]

[inarafright]

Fit from tonight also looked cute, because of course I'm going to head out in lingerie on a freezing night. Also you should send me boops to make me feel better because the badge looks cute! Happy Halloween 💕💕💕

[sugar--brown]

Difficult days

You know what we need? Fluff. Lots of fluff. Family fluff. With the mechs.

So, here's the story of how Dr Carmilla discovered that she can calm down Jonny by thowing a blanket over his head.

There were days of everything aboard their little spaceship: good ones, bad ones, calm ones, busy ones… It was a big change from their usual routine, Scuzz' and hers. It all started when she had met Jonny on New Texas. He was so… different. In no time, he had wormed himself in her heart. Even Scuzz had adopted him after a while. With him aboard, Carmilla’s life was never dull.

But that didn’t mean everything was perfect either. Jonny, even with his golden heart, had difficult days.

Difficult days were different from bad days. Bad days were when one of them was in pain or had problems. Usually, it was either her with her chronic pains or Jonny with his immortal crisis. And usually, Scuzz was the one making sure everything and everyone stayed as comfortable as possible.

Difficult days were when nothing was visibly wrong but one of them was upset nonetheless. There wasn’t much to do about it, just wait it out. Which was... not easy for Carmilla.

When it had been just Scuzz and her, Carmilla had theorized it could be some kind of cabin fever, but deeper and more complex since they were immortals spending most of their time in space so they were used to it. But she never found any proof of it so they were just dealing with it when it came.

All this to say: Jonny was having a difficult day. From the crack of dawn, Carmilla had heard him stomping around outside of their rooms. When she came out for breakfast, Jonny was slumped on the counter, a grumpy expression on his face. She said nothing, if he wanted to talk he would come to her. He hated when she was acting fussy over him.

But today was different, because Scuzz also seemed to have a difficult day. Their difficult days usually meant they would disappear somewhere cramped, dark, and inaccessible. Which meant they wouldn’t deal with Jonny.

They would probably say to let him be until he gets over it, like every time. But Carmilla hated to see her son so distressed…

Sadly, there was little she could do. At best, he would ignore her. At worst, he would become more upset, which was the opposite of what Carmilla.

But when the evening came, Jonny was even more agitated than this morning. He was sitting on the old couch, but was unable to stay still. His left leg was bouncing frenetically, he was biting at his fingers, and his furious gaze was darting around the room.

When he focused on Carmilla who was searching for the right melody on her ukulele's strings, he snapped.

“Can't you stop making those fucking annoying noises for five seconds?!”

Carmilla gaped at him, shocked.

“Jonny! Don't talk to your mother like that!”

“You are not my mom! You are not anything! Leave me the fuck alone!”

Annoyed, Carmilla put her ukulele on the side and walked to Jonny. She stood there, glaring at him, before gently forcing him to lay down with the tip of her cane.

“You, young man, need to calm down.”

He hissed with anger and hit the cane away. In a desperate, frustrated, and exasperated last attempt, Carmilla threw a blanket over him. It covered him completely, hiding his tension for at least a few seconds.

Jonny… froze. At first, Carmilla thought it was because of the surprise, and that would throw the blanket away the next instant. But he didn't.

No, instead, he literally melted under the weight of the soft quilt. His breathing slowed down, the tension in his shoulders disappeared, and he rolled on his side to curl up and try to completely hide under it.

Was it because it created a dark environnement? Because it muffled the sound? The weight maybe? Or the softness? Maybe a bit of all of them at once.

Carmilla watched, amazed, her little boy falling asleep, just like that. A smile crept across her face as she tucked him properly, careful not to disturb him.

From beneath the blanket, Jonny mumbled in a half-asleep tone.

“…you didn’t see that.”

“Oh, of course not.” she whispered, patting the top of the blanket where she guessed where his head was. “Goodnight, Jonny.”

And just like that, he drifted off, cocooned in the quiet comfort. Carmilla took a quick mental note, for next time.

[uiuishii]

Lae'zel and Shadowheart.

Just sayin'

[fiendishfables]

So, I found a gender-bent version of Carmilla back on Pinterest and I am going absolutely berserk

The male version of Carmilla is Camillo-

I need to make fics on this guy, so I need the opinions of the people

(I’ll probably still have Carmilla as herself in the fics sometimes- those times it’s just like she has a brother, lmao)

If you have any specific requests that are not listed for the choosing below, please suggest them in the comments of this post! Whether that be to add smut, fluff, what sort of relationship him and the reader would have, etc!

I will happily look at all suggestions, as I plan to write for both Carmilla and Camillo a lot more in the near future!

This guy honestly just LOOKS like he would be somewhere on the Asexuality Spectrum to me, so let us have this small win within the community-

JUST LOOK AT THIS BEAUTIFUL CREATURE- <3

[swinging-through-the-stars]

they're not right but they're not WRONG

[0nelittlebirdtoldme]

"You must come with me, loving me, to death; or else hate me and still come with me, and hating me through death and after. There is no such word as indifference in my apathetic nature."

Oh my goddddddd