#vampires!

[gryphonsthing]

I gave up on trying to draw this mfs jacket

[flaggermousseart]

to Überwald and (hopefully) back again on AO3

[theindescribable1]

Spooktober Day #5

I can't sleep. For me its 1:27am. Sooo. . Have day #5 Of spooktober! I'm going to sleep after this :,]

VAMPIRES!

[lelianasbong]

oughhh that thing u said abt needy vampires... Yes. theres not nearly enough of that in the world so many ppl see "vampire" and just think "generic dominating suave prince of darkness" when there are So many more possibilities out there (and. i won't say that im talking abt a certain pale elf but im not Not talking abt him.)

NEEDY VAMPIRE GANG RISE UP. Astarion aside (because the perception of being needy might well put him off with where he's at mentally for most of the game - even if the reality is that he's panting at the thought of sinking his teeth into Someone's neck)... I see your generic dominating suave prince of darkness and raise you a desperate aching thirsty mess clinging to you in the dark, begging for a bite, teeth and gums and cold empty core aching for a taste of your vital essence, please.

I want keening and clawing and a want so vast it eclipses the memory of the sun. And their mortal lover - godlike in their beneficence, in their warmth - deigning to share a sliver of that with one who is denied both.

[password-door-lock]

Mystictober Day 29-- AU

Content Warnings: manipulation, biting (in a vampire way)

You're still awake when the knock comes at your door. This has been a rare occurrence since your arrival at Magenta— typically, Ray wakes you up with his nightly visits, though you always assure him that you’ve only just gone to sleep. You feel bad, hearing him apologize for waking you when you would gladly miss an entire night of sleep for only a few minutes by his side. There's something magnetic about Ray, something that makes you long for him when you're apart and revel in each moment that you spend together. This evening, however, is a different story— you don't think you could have fallen asleep if you tried to, though admittedly, you didn't put in very much effort. Ray told you over the phone this morning that he'd like to make you a member of this place tonight, and you've been giddy with anticipation for the entire day. “Come in,” you call, eager to see Ray.

He obliges, shutting the door gently behind him. Before you can process what is going on, he's materialized by your side. “I hope I didn't wake you, my sweet,” he breathes, eyes wide. “I finished my work as fast as I could, since it’s a special night for us.” 

“I’ve been too excited to fall asleep,” you admit.  It always takes you a moment to recover when Ray dashes across the room like this— you don't understand how anybody could get from the doorway to your bedside in the blink of an eye, but somehow, Ray manages. Maybe his presence just distorts your perception of time. “I was waiting for you.”

“I'm glad,” Ray establishes himself on your bed, perching on the very edge as if he's worried about upsetting you by getting any closer. “I know it's late, but... I just couldn't stay away from you, my prince(ss). I can’t stop thinking about you.”

The way he's studying you makes your heart skip a beat, and strange as it is, you get the feeling that he can tell. His eyes narrow slightly, and he inhales heavily through his nose, as if taking in your scent. “That's okay, Ray,” you assure him, reaching for his hand. “I'm glad you're here.”

He takes your hand in his, and you are shocked as usual by the coolness of his touch. Ray always feels so cold— you want to bundle him up in the covers of your bed, but you don't want to overwhelm him, so you settle instead for clutching his hand, hoping that some of your body heat will transfer to him. Strangely, no matter how long it spends in your loving grip, Ray's hand never seems to get any warmer. “You said you wanted to make me a member of this place?” You prompt.

“I did,” Ray gives you an indulgent smile. If you didn't know any better, you'd think his canine teeth looked sharper than usual... no, it must just be the late hour playing tricks on you. How could a person’s teeth get sharper over the course of a single day? “Although... I have to tell you... what it really means to be a member of the Mint Eye.”

You blink at him. “What do you mean?” 

He sighs, running his free hand through his hair before returning his attention to you. “Please don't be mad at me,” he urges, ignoring your question. “I didn't want to hide the truth from you, but... I had to do it. For your own protection. You understand, don’t you, my MC? I would never do anything to hurt you.”

Now you're even more confused. What could he possibly be talking about? “It's alright, Ray,” you offer him an encouraging smile, hoping it will ease his nerves. Whatever he has to tell you can't possibly be that bad. “I trust you. I'm sure you had a good reason for keeping me in the dark.” Granted, you have no idea what he's been keeping you in the dark about, but it can’t be that bad, can it? 

“I'm so glad you understand,” he gushes. “My MC. I knew you were perfect from the start.” 

You blush, as you always do under Ray's attention. You can't help it— it's as if every time he looks at you, he can see into your soul. “It's alright,” you repeat, rubbing soothing circles on his hand, “You can tell me anything. I promise I won't be upset with you.” You know he struggles with feelings of unworthiness, and you want to do everything in your power to combat them.

He offers you a shaky laugh. “Of course not,” he agrees, “You're such a good person. But the truth is... I'm not... what you think I am.”

“What do you mean?” You ask again, trying not to betray your own nerves. You don’t want Ray to think you’re angry with him, but you have no idea what to expect. His frantic apologies and warnings have left you beyond confused. 

“I'm... a monster,” he whispers. It is impossible to ignore the sharpness of his canines now, the otherworldly glow of his brilliant seafoam-colored eyes. “And in order to become a member of this place... you have to let me...” he shudders, steeling himself to finish his explanation. “Drink your blood. It doesn’t hurt, and afterwards… I can even let you leave this room.” Ray has been keeping you here for days in order to protect you from a threat that he refuses to name; the thought of spending time outside again is such a welcome change of pace that it nearly distracts you from the matter at hand. 

“You're... a vampire?” You can't pretend that you saw this coming, but it certainly makes sense. Suddenly, you understand why Ray moves so quickly, why he keeps such odd hours, and why his gaze is so intense. 

Ray nods. “Do you hate me now?” He asks. It seems like a strange question, all things considered. “If you hate me, I can get out of your sight, and you won’t have to deal with me anymore— don’t worry. I can have the believers bring you your meals from now on, and you’ll never have to look at me again.” He drops that intense gaze of his, staring down at your clasped hands rather than meeting your wide eyes. 

“No, of course I don't hate you.” You drop his hand, only to pull him into your embrace. You're confused— how could you not be?— but there is one thing you can be sure of. Ray needs you by his side, vampire or not. And if all you have to do to stay with him is to let him drink your blood... it seems pretty reasonable, in the scheme of things. “Um, you can... go ahead. If you want to. I don’t mind.” 

“Really?”  Ray asks, holding you tighter than you'd have thought humanly possible. ”I knew you'd understand, my prince(ss). I promise it won’t hurt,” he says again. And that is the last thing he tells you before he sinks his teeth into your neck.

[hellcheerficdatabase]

midnight angel, won’t you say you will?

Author: @majicmarker

Rating/Warning: Explicit, implied ab*se

Chapter Count: 1/1

Description:

She knew he’d be awake, knew he’d probably be eating. Eddie will cat nap sometimes when he’s bored, but vampires don’t strictly need sleep—they don’t need food, either, he just likes to eat.

“Hey, princess.” He sucks a noodle between his lips and a sprinkle of broth hits her cheek.

“Hey.” She doesn’t wipe it away, just lets the sticky warmth dry on her skin. “Can I come in? I know it’s late.”

“Late, early, tea time, all the same to me.” Eddie, hands still full with his chipped ceramic bowl of noodles, kicks the door open wider to let her through. “Get in here.”

(Chrissy shows up on his doorstep somewhere in the vicinity of the witching hour, and Eddie gives her a reason to stay out all night.)

Tags: Alternate Universe- no vecna, alternate universe- supernatural, vampires!, smut, mutual pining, possessive behavior, romantic, Chrissy POV, one-shot, status: completed

[gadogroans]

Gorjus ‼️

Vampire party. Found this one in my older art folders.

[mollybeenoel]

Source: poeticalphotos

[werecreature-addicted]

people are always like "Oh a vampire wouldn't get horny while drinking someone's blood, that's like getting horny while eating a sandwich" and like man have you never had a really good fucking sandwich?

[littlescratches]

Just like the guy on the right and the kid on the left

The discovery of the statue of Antinous in Delphi, Greece in 1894

[emilylovescookies]

vampire miku!!!! ❤️🦇💟

[fangsandthangs]

When you’re in the middle of a fic and realise you’ve missed a very critical tag

[chechula]

Birthday gift for my dear friend who loves vampires♥ . The whole thing was made in three days, I had too much fun drawing it! I created the cover drawing in the car on the way to the birthday party. So I had no time to scan it :D Well, if you enjoy reading it let me know and I will try to post more (I am making comics for my friend regularly, I am just too ashamed to translate and upload these silly things online x_x ) _____________________________________ Patreon Commissions

[beebeedibapbeediboop]

More of Matheo and Lily :) life is hard for a goth

[bebs-art-gallery]

Wounds of the Earth

— by xis.lanyx