#he's just a lonely vampire

[igotsnothing]

[occudo]

Would you look at that... another vampire AU... I wanted to make a more put-together vampire Gerry costume, but then my mind went to other places.

[the-crooked-library]

"Louis and Armand were still in love in Dubai!!" "Louis and Armand never loved each other!!" - no. it's worse. they were on the precipice of something good, but Armand couldn't recognize that, so he ruined everything they had, right when Louis had actually come to love him. the love was there for a fleeting moment and it was ruined irreversibly, never to return, even after decades they'd spent together out of desperation and spite. it's worse and that's the point

[milk-crafting]

Laz again, by @gilligoo !! On this, the day of his "2 bestial failures in a row when talking to a federal agent".

[moneycheats]

silas straud / alice lockwood

[thevampprincex]

"We met at a gay bar, didn't we Daniel?"

/runs off

[widowshill]

1966 PARALLEL TIME.

In another version of Collinsport, Maine, where the road diverged in 1956: or, rather, Roger Collins swerved from it. devised with @tortoisesshells <3

DRAMATIS PERSONAE: 

BURKE DEVLIN: husband to LAURA, father to DAVID, and chief financial officer for Collins Enterprises. ELIZABETH'S friend and personal advisor; ROGER'S friend, adversary, fixation, and supervisor.

ROGER COLLINS: part-shareholder and glorified office boy at the Collins cannery. uncle and father-figure to CAROLYN; soon-to-be divorcé; the last Collins.

ELIZABETH COLLINS STODDARD: has majority control of the business and the household, depending steadily on her brother. facilitated ROGER'S engagement with family friends in London, but the marriage produced no children.

CAROLYN STODDARD: sole heiress to Collinwood, the business, and fortune. student at Bryn Mawr college. sometimes-girlfriend of JOE HASKELL on school holidays.

VICTORIA WINTERS: secretary, companion, and all other duties as assigned. MRS. STODDARD'S primary liaison between Collinwood and the cannery.

SAM EVANS: artist and part-time illustrator for Rumson Publishing Company. father to MAGGIE EVANS, whom he helps put through night classes.

BILL MALLOY: ELIZABETH'S fleet manager: oversees daily operations and management of the boats, leaving BURKE to the finances. safe harbor for Collinsport strays.

[one-in-a-million-fishsticks]

Leon Belmont would be the Great Uncle Ford to Mathias/Dracula's Grunkle Stan if those two had been given the opportunity to raise their families together at the same time.

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Leon: "Now remember kids, we must always follow the rules and strive to create good in the world. Listen to your elders, and wield your weapons with honor."

Mathias/Dracula: "Gather round everyone, today I shall be coaching you on the finer points of tax evasion and offensive alchemy. If you ever hear someone else say something that sounds wrong, then it probably is, so do be sure to correct them. Best case scenario, they're so mad about being corrected that they become sloppy and create an opening for you to strike them down."

[echinocereus]

this is Armand talking to Lestat btw. mdfhggghfaugh.

[moodyseal]

Finished the last ep of season 1 of Buffy the Vampire Slayer and gosh, what a tragic character she is.

I obviously haven't watched the later seasons yet but I saw someone mention in a comment on YouTube how in the series everyone expects so much from her while giving her barely any support in turn, and it's true specifically in the last scene, and in the entire episode.

Buffy had her whole world turned upside down in a day. She found out she was fated to die, supposedly alone, while fighting what was shown a couple of episodes before to be the creature she feared the most—all while being barely sixteen, with big dreams in her mind about a future she wouldn't even have.

She rightfully expressed those feelings, and all of a sudden Giles was acting so surprised, as if it were a given that she would save them all once again and accept to sacrifice herself, marching to her death like a soldier going to war. But the thing is—why should she have done that? She was born the Slayer, sure, but she didn't choose that life. She never wanted it. She shouldn't have been forced to take on such a big responsibility at such a young age. She was supposed to be a child. Live her life. Be a normal girl whose biggest problem was her History homework.

Then, once she did choose to do as foretold and go face the Master, only to "die" and be brought back and then kick his ass as she did with any monster of the week during the whole season, everyone just patted her on the back, said, "Whew what a day," and went on with their lives. "We should go to prom."

The gap between them and her was so obvious here, because while (albeit a bit shaken themselves) they were celebrating, she was left processing everything on her own. What happened to her, how alone she felt, what her role would be from then on. All of this while the others only spared her a single, "You died. Yikes."

Not a word about how she was feeling, except from Giles. Not a hug. Not a significant sign of acknowledgement.

She couldn't possibly tell them anything—they were traumatized just as much as her, so it would've been unfair to them. So she swallowed her feelings down, of course, as I'm sure she will do again somewhere soon, and just said she was fine, as if nothing happened.

Sure, let's go party. Sure, I'm okay. Sure, I'm not severely scarred from this experience.

Sure. Sure. Sure.

Always and forever.

[dazzelmethat]

My ocs are like specters that haunt my life but I can never draw them exactly right. Here is more Ren drawings, as usual his hair is both fun and a pain.

[cascadiiing]

Bloodlust, or something like that

(Quinn Redacted Audio)

[alphaclxwn]

noahvember day 2 - vampire

so i’ve been reading stakes, right? and so i’ve been wondering what if noah was the vampire instead

then i decided, what if i made it angsty, then added some alenoah as a spice

[th1rstf0rbl00d]

(I’m actually a girl but he’s so me)

[jacqcrisis]

Re-playing the Cazador Palace and the end of Astarion's quest line reminded me of the bad end I had for him and Ronan.

Astarion ascends despite Ronan's protests, using one of the other companions to help him. From then on, there's a strain between him and Ronan, the affection and intimacy gone as the cleric seems to refuse to even address him and Astarion is angry he refused to help. Once the brain is defeated, Astarion, missing his love, stupidly feels brave enough to approach Ronan about becoming his spawn.

As they are alone and Astarion tries to sell his idea, something snaps in Ronan. Astarion finds himself divinely held, incapable of moving as Ronan glares him down silently in the same way he does any enemy that crosses his path, raising his mace and smoke billowing from his mouth. Astarion manages to escape the spell in time to avoid getting bashed in the head, pleading and begging Ronan see reason, what's gotten into him, what the hells happened, doesn't he love-

And he finds himself grabbed, physically this time, a fist around his arm tight enough it feels as though the bone may break. Ronan finally speaks to him, the first time in at least a week, telling him with every ounce of hatred and wrath Astarion knows the dragonborn to be capable of that the man he loved died with all the other people Astarion killed and as a cleric, it his duty to eradicate such a monster. Stunned and in disbelief, Astarion mists away at that just in time to avoid an onslaught of flames, gone into the night as his new ascended life already begins with an enemy gained.

It goes from there. Ronan is in constant pursuit of Astarion and the vampire can't rest for too long. His operation must always be moving, always secret as he never knows when his doors will be kicked in by a group of holy men and his spawn and undead and werewolves and pawns eradicated as he flees once more. If Ronan catches him or he gets to Ronan, it's a fight to the bloody end until one is forced to flee as with every ounce of power and control Astarion has scraped together as an ascended vampire, Ronan has matched him with his own vengeful devotion to his divine warpath.

And they don't give up, not even Astarion. While Ronan wants him dead, wiped from this plane of existence, Astarion wants Ronan to be his. While he found everything he thought he wanted with his completion of the black mass, all the power, all the unending worship, all the status he could feasibly attain as a vampire, what Astarion finds in this new existence is a lack of connection.

At one point, he had friends and allies that wanted to know him for him and he had love and affection without parameters, a taste of the unconditional, of devotion to his being that developed naturally, genuinely, free of a want or a need for anything more of Astarion than himself. As he is now, this doesn't exist; all the spawn and thralls who serve and fawn over him only do so due to his powers making that love exist and all the other vampires who devote themselves to him only do so to keep his favor. Astarion finds this reality barren, empty of warmth as he looks at lover after lover he charmed in the eyes and finds nothing but his own face staring back him and he hates it.

So he obsesses over what he had with Ronan. Yearns for his neck and his subservience and his love that he cut himself off from with one bloody decision. Every time they meet again, as Ronan is attempting to cut him down, Astarion is trying everything in his power to make the cleric his, to seduce him back into his arms with either his teeth or his words, desperate to see Ronan look at him like he used to.

And Ronan always denies him. Every time, he denies him, dressed horn to toe in plate and deaf to the pleas spat at him in a voice that haunts him that he'd give anything to hear come from the person he used to have. So they fight and neither ever wins.

Over. And over. And over again.

[laniidae-passerine]

decided that in my own personal canon, Santiago’s maker looked similar to Louis, simply because Ben Daniels stated that Santiago was very likely in love with his maker. and wouldn’t it be some kind of torture to fall in love with the man who murdered your first vampiric love? to then watch him fall in love with another, who bears an eerie resemblance to that first love? to be witness to something tender and affectionate blooming, every moment a memory of how none of those you’ve adored have ever wanted you back? it would be agony. it would be torture. god, you would just hate them to pieces, loathing even as you loved them. and you wouldn’t know peace - not until the whole pack of them learnt the horror of love, just as you have.