#vamp posts

[bloodforvampanon]

Memory of a SACRIFICE

Cronan slowly walked up to the stage, his hands shaking as unsheathed the sacrificial dagger in his robe's pocket. His fearful face hid behind a deep red mask with their cultist symbol etched into it so that he could see.

Looking out into the crowd, hundreds of people, young and old, stood in the gallows and steps of the colosseum-like stadium, and as Cronan looked back down, a banquet table stretched out in front of him.

It was lined with a beautiful white lace cloth, and on top was plate upon plate of different delicacies; steamed livers and grilled muscles and fried intestines, creating a gory and delicious scene of an Overlord's diet in front of him.

And, dead center, was his sister, lying with her feet and claws tied to the table, her fangs removed and her robes taken away in turn of fake, unsharp teeth and a lace white gown the exact color of the cloth beneath it.

Cronan could tell Celandine had trouble speaking by the way she moved her mouth to do so. The silent hums of the crowd almost covered up her pained whisper.

We need to get out of here. Please don't kill me. Please.

Cronan could feel his mother towering over him, right behind him, and his brother to his side, trying not to meet either of their eyes.

We were supposed to escape, Cronan. We were supposed to get out of here, and then I was chosen, and--...

His mother moved forward to give her sacred speech, one which used to give Cronan hope and joy and now only left him with bile bubbling in his throat.

We were supposed to go to the real world, or to whatever world we could find. Supposed to crawl our way out of these rings and find a new home. A home that wouldn't kill us for stupid reasons like an unholy god that barely speaks to us and probably barely exists.

The speech kept going on in the background. Everything other than Celandine's voice turned to an incessant droning of staticky white noise.

We can make it out of this somehow, Cronan. I don't have to die, y-you don't have to execute me-- we can run away together!! Cronan, Celandine, and Cerberin, everyone's favorite Overseer siblings? The heirs to the throne? The- the ones all of the peasants and guards and townspeople love? Loved?

His mother stepped back from her speech and went behind the table once more. Cronan stood silently. His hands shook, his legs shook, he couldn't bring himself to move, to speak, let alone sacrifice his own sister.

Please. Please. Please.

Cronan slowly raised the knife at a nod from his mother. He knew the drill by now from sacrificing random peasants and strangers.

No. No. Please.

He never thought they'd find Celandine's escape plans. He never thought this was how they would punish her.

Cronan. Cronan. Cronan.

He relished in her voice calling his name. Even if it was rocky and hoarse from fear, he'd never be able to hear that rocky, hoarse voice again after this.

Cronan, please, we can stop this. We can end this.

Gently, he placed the dagger on her heart and hummed their strange song, the nursery rhyme they were taught the moment they were born that stayed with them until it turned to a song only associated with a horrifying childhood.

Cronan...

Slowly, the whole stadium tuned into the song, an acapella of noise and joy, mixed with a handful of weeping children in the crowd, not used to seeing their food be hunted in front of them.

C...Cro...n..aann...

The dagger slowly, slowly dug through her skin, a wound that spread quickly as he tried to get it over with as fast as he could. Not wanting her to suffer like all of the rest gone to the winds of death.

And as he plunged the dagger in with her final cry echoing around the stadium, all he could hear was car alarms and bike bells and the rolling of rain in the stone streets, and he missed his home away from home in the suburbs of hell where he was able to be taken in by townspeople and play with the children of the streets, running around in robes that weren't adorned with blood.

He missed the feeling of waking up knowing that there'd be a new prank from Celandine or a poorly made trap by Cerberin hidden around their abode. He missed the feeling of doing chores knowing that the both of his siblings were there to complain with him. He missed the feeling of eating rarer foods brought in from the different rings of hell and spitting them out while laughing because they'd all never tasted anything worse in their lives.

But, with all of his memories and all of his thoughts, stirring around in his head like a tornado rampaging through his mind, over everything else, he missed the feeling of knowing that his sister was still alive.

[vampiritea]

if you see this please reblog and put in the tags something that made you happy today. a small delight, something that made you smile, or something you're grateful for. doesn't have to be big.

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tttyg era where vampire pete finds ybcpatrick and takes him home. sees a fucked up kid and goes. hm you're mine now:) sing in my emo band boy

[jaypentaghast]

Interview with the Vampire (2022) Some 'i'm the world's most dangerous predator bella' ass looks right here.

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🦇 vampire damian doodle dump 🦇

[shopwitchvamp]

Gonna transform this basic wizard hat from Spirit Halloween today, wish me luck

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Daniel molloy you have to stop!, your curiosity too insatiable, your look too bisexual the vampires are going to torture you!!

[shusuikokuto]

post-fight sanji

[felixcatton]

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We do like mortals do. We fight, we eat, we laugh, we sleep, we love.

[sualne]

posting some op art i hadn't posted, there's a Lot more.

[pharawee]

—VAMP · ETERNAL DESTINY · Coming Soon

[bloodforvampanon]

A+, A- MID.

B+, B- TRASH!! I NEED MY FANGS DEEP CLEANED AFTER THIS

AB-, AB+ GOOD but not GREAT (ID HAVE IT AS A SNACK)

O+ AMAZING!!! DELICIOUS DINNER!!!

O- i would sell my soul and kill millions for a single drop of this. without a second doubt

Especially if it were MAGE'S o- blood

[bbloodsucker]

god i'm so thirsty. do you mind? [latches onto your carotid artery]

[sharks3ye]

GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYS

[buttery-chaos]

butters :)

[vamp-bites]

Here is my little comic for the vashwood reverse bang :)) a vashwood monster au was stuck in my head when this idea came to me, and thus here are 3 vampire!vash and werewolf!wolfwood stories brought to you in short comic form by me and fic form by mintshungi and crocodile!

I recommend checking out the twitter account for the bang which has all works, art and fic, collected in one place! Plus the ao3 collection! This was a super fun project and everyone’s produced some quality work! :)