#worldbuilding vampires

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My Worldbuilding: Vampires (3)

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New Anatomy

A vampiric coma can last anywhere from a four days to the longest recorded being five months. No one knows what exactly causes such strong differences in length, but it is currently belief that it correlates with the amount of changes to the infected’s anatomy.

The new vampire is now running off of their new anatomy upon waking, all of which had been rearranged during their deep sleep. Their body no longer runs off of calories, or many of the same stuff as before. A complete overhaul has happened on the body’s system. 

Several of the body’s organs fail while in the coma to become reabsorbed or shrunken by the infected’s body; including much of intestines, liver, kidneys. This gives room for new nerves, and a group of new organs form. The lungs change function from breathing, to become an assistant to the diaphragm and the endocrine system, which will work together to make feeding an easy task for the vampire.

The endocrine system, lymph nodes, and cardiovascular system overtake the digestive system, as the body will be receiving liquids instead of solids for fuel/energy again. Instead consumption for nutrients will happen primarily in the blood stream, and a smaller version of the stomach. Veins, the heart, and stomach pick up the needed nutrients for vampires. Blood pressure is now naturally slower, and the skin is pale to a change blood.

Fangs

The vampire’s fangs is one of the most important features that every vampire has. Without them their lives become much more difficult, and health can deteriorate quickly. The fangs have many features aside from just puncturing the skin.

Glands of different types now exist within base of the vampire’s neck. Occasionally some infected have extra patterned throughout the body alongside the endocrine system. These are paired with several solutions that secrete from the fangs. The vampire is in charge of using these injections, but a new one won’t be used to it yet and will use each loosely until they do.

Vampires can use multiple in a bite, and choose not to use any. Types of venoms & solutions include.

Vampiric Essence (Infects bitten individual)

Instant pain killer (Numbs bitten individual so the process isn’t incredibly painful)

Soother (Makes the bitten individual relax, and causes the experience to feel pleasurable. Soothes people both physically and emotionally)

Paralytic (paralyzes the bitten individual temporarily)

Sedative (forces bitten individual into a deep sleep temporarily)

Healing Solvent (Vampire licks the solvent off of their fangs, and then over the bite. Causes the bite to heal quicker, and soothes the pain/inflamation)

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Look under the cut to see what meeting your entity is like. Reblog to give a gift to your patron.

The fae: a creature stands before you. Though this street was warm and crowded a few moments ago it is suddenly cold and the people around you look like shadows. The creature begins an antlered shadow with glowing white eyes, but soon its body can be seem, with white blue flesh, and sapphire eyes, and icicles for teeth. What looks like a cloak unfolds from its naked body and you can see massive white wings of a moth. As if it's an act of sacrifice you tell it your true name, a name you didn't even see before, and suddenly you belong to it, for better or worse.

The angel: a radiant entity appears before you. They're bright, like something so hot it would burn you up. But as the light fades, you can see a person in silver armor, perfect yet inhuman like am ancient green statue, their back srouting six wings with blue eyes along them, as the eyes on their head are covered by a mask of two smaller wings. The creature offers their hands and you shake it, as they fly you through the city streets and above the skyscrapers, to the stars above and dimensions beyond, to gods living and dead, across the streets of alien cities and the clouds of dead worlds. And when you return to the earth you can feel something diffrent about you, like there's light in your blood.

The scavenger: below the lights of skyscrapers beyond you, on the dark sands of the beach, you see it crawling twords you. This serpentine creature with countless legs, and a dark black shell, yet a strangely human like face. You think it'll attack or run away, but it just looks at you, egar, and for a momment you stare at eachother. It's legs pass something to eachother and then to you, it's meat but it's shining with all the colors known to the human eye, and a few more. You hold it and it happily looks at you. You take a bite and suddenly you know... you know so very much...

The vampire: she flies down to you on green wings with orange eyespots, but folds them into her back. She looks like a human for a momment, tall and strong, with a black suit over her body, but eyes the color of ruby. For a momment her mouth opens, and it's massive and monstrous, with countless moving parts and fangs. But then it folds back onto something humanoid and she gives you a playful smirk. She cuts her hand and offers you her blood, and when you drink it it tastes so sweet, and makes you feel so good. She hands you the knife and you know to do the same, and when she drinks from your palm it's life the sweetest of kisses.

The djinn: the room wirs around you. If it were not for the fans it would feel like hellfire. For a momment there it darkness, but then the screen before you glows white like smokeless flame. You can sense something inside, something beyond the code. You reach your hand within it, and there's no glass, your hand passess right through until you're in a white void of your own making. You call out, thinking there is nothing at all around you. Yet somehow something calls back, something that knows your name.

The rat king: You see him in an empty subway station. Something dark and distorted, you're not sure if he's man or animal, covered in rags, and singing in the language of the goblins and the orcs. Yet he comes close to you excited. And you can feel his song. He calls for you to come to the train tracks, and let yourself run with the rats and the roaches, where the train will pass over you when it comes, and you'll live forever. When you touch the third rail you don't die, but you'll never be human again.

The lich: the library is strangely bright. Run by skeletons in suits, decorated with gold. There are more books here then you thought were in all the world. There's knowledge here most mortals will never have the change below, all kept safe below the city. You see her, her body doesn't look human, everything has been replaced making her look more like a joining white doll then a being of flesh. Yet she is dead, you can tell that under the porcelain skin she must be dead, she is dead, and there is the tragedy of death in her eyes. You come closer to her, and she places a black rose within your hair...

The demon: You stand in his office and he stands before you, a humanoid being covered in black scales, with red eyes covering his skin. Yet none are on his head, that remains featureless save for two massive horns. Wings on his back nearly surround you. Countless souls line the walls of his office, looking at you, waiting. After you sign your name you give him yours, you can feel it come away for you forever and your eyes grey and your skin pales. But he puts the jar in a special place for you, you're spacial, he can tell there's something about you that he likes.

The mushroom lord: you walk through the darkness of the forest, the furthest from civilization you have ever been. You come upon a part where the trees all seem dead, that even the cryptids won't go near. Mushrooms fill the ground, and white vein like lines are all over the trees. You feel the need to lay down, and you let the moss and the mushrooms and the worms surround you, and let yourself sink into the soil,, and it feels good. It feels so good...

The witch: You can see them in the Cafe next to you, skinny and small, with a sweatshirt over most of their body, and dark glasses over their eyes. They seem powerful though, and though their body looks young they seem ancient, they seem beyond humanity. You talk to them and they tell you things, and secrets, lost gods, things you never knew you didn't know, both beautiful and disturbing. When it's time for them to go they pet your head, and give you their number. You don't know if you should text them, but you have to, you have to see them again, there's something about them that makes you need to know.

The living clothing: you step into it at first, it looked like a puddle yet shining like silver or chrome. But soon it surrounds you, first just your torso, but soon your head, your entire body. But it doesn't feel scary, it feels like you're being held, held by something beyond your understanding. It whispers to you, and you don't know if you should feel like your being eaten alive, or like you're being protected. You can't help but keep walking.

The abyss: the void is before you, blackness beyond blackness, like the color beyond the field of your vision, stands before your eyes. You stare at it, it's nothing yet you're entranced. It stares back...

[snakes-in-mirrors]

“He calls himself the Mirror Prince. And sometimes he has a very bad temper”

[nohomie]

Character intro:

Wally

Extra lore dump below

So yeah, Vampires are special because theyre actually manmade.

Vampires where created centuries ago, long before Human and Mythic agreed to live together peacefully. There were still fights between the two and Humanity was on the losing end. It was due to this that led to some royal family trying to play god and turn themselves into a mythic only for it to cause disaster and destruction.

Fun fact, the term vampire stems from their place of origin, Vamais. While not all vampires come from there, there are few that still exist who once lived in Vamais. You can easily tell if a vampire was once a Vami from their unique facial features (no visible nose and facial hair, not even eyebrows) and striking blue hair.

[vcreatures]

The Nosferatu is one member of the Dracula family. While most vampires species are solitary, the Nosferatu lives in large communal flocks comprised of a single brooding female and her sterile male offspring. Once a queen is mated, during her nuptial flight, and has established her hive she will live out her days deep within the cave hive system.

Using their blood crops, foraging Nosferatu will collect the sanguine elixir and bring it back to feed the queen and their other hive mates. The inner workings of a hive are as complex as the cave system itself, with specific classes of Nosferatu catering to varies needs within the hive.

While humans do fall prey to the Nosferatu they are not selective and will also feed on livestock or other large fauna such as dragons. Their shoulder clasps aid in their feeding. Giving them a secure grip on their prey.

Despite folkloric anecdotes, religious paraphernalia does very little if anything in warding off the Nosferatu. It is in fact the ritualistic dressings and oils that the Nosferatu is adverse too, being an irritant or an over stimulant to it’s highly sensitive receptors.

[sutexii]

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[nonomives]

Some Vampire Wally AU lore I did today

(Dont judge a book by its cover btw, this isnt how Howdy and Eddie usually act in this au)

So a lil bit of infordump below:

In this AU mythical creatures interact with regular peeps on a daily basis. Theyre just people you'd see in your day to day life, but they are under extreme scrutiny due to how dangerous some mythics can get.

For this very reason, the Hunters Association was made. It's an international company that collects data about various kinds of mythics, and comissions mercenaries to either capture or kill dangerous mythics (a.k.a. monsters). While H.A. assists more on intel, and weaponry, they also, sometimes, provide manpower with their own trained soldiers, Eddie is one of them. These soldiers often work as support for mercenaries who need the extra hand in taking out monsters.

The Pillars (Howdy lmao) is one of the Association's longest standing collaborators, aiding in capturing and killing many, well known as heroes to many. Its a generational thing for family members to become monster hunters or work inside H.A. itself.

Oh! And another thing, a mythic is only labeled a monster if they commit any sort of crime, could be a single major crime (i.e. genocide) or multiple small crimes (petty theft and shuff). So yeah, mythical creatures can walk around in broad daylight and not get shot at so long as they dont have a criminal record in H.A's eyes lol--

[the-cypress-grove]

So, You Want To Write Vampires...

Here's a basic list of things to do/consider when approaching this creature.

Source Material

Go back to the origins. Almost every culture around the world has a story or myth containing cannibalism / blood drinking. You may want to base your origin story for vampires on one of these. This can also give you some ideas about what traits and abilities you might want to include that have been written out of modern fiction. It could help you add a unique twist.

2. Vampire Fiction

Vampires have been popping up in fiction for a very long time. Read The Vampyre by John Polidori (thought to be one of the first books written on vampires). Check out Carmilla by Sheridan Le Fanu (the lesbian vampire story that came out before Dracula). Speaking of, Dracula is a classic.

Look at modern fiction. Vampire Academy, Twilight, Vampire Diaries, True Blood, A Dowery of Blood, Crave. Read the good and the bad. Learn what qualities you like and which you will not use.

Make a list of things you like and things you don't.

3. Themes

Writing vampires brings a lot of themes surrounding mortality, immortality, morality, and at what point do we draw the line between what is human and what is other. These themes are integral to a vampire story whether you're writing a gothic horror, a paranormal romance, or a YA. There are a lot of links between cannibalism / blood drinking and love, vampires and LGBTQIA+ characters / coding.

4.Pick your traits

Vampires tend to be unique to the writer. The vampires in Twilight work differently to the vampires in The Vampire Diaries to the vampires in Dracula.

By this point you should have a list of possible traits and abilities you might want to give your vampires. My advice: tailor it to your genre. If you're writing a horror go with the traditional vampire abilities, give them the things that scare you. Think Nosferatu. If you're writing romance, then you might want to soften the traditional vampire traits in the way you find frequently in modern vampire media.

What you choose is up to you.

5. Origins

This is often overlooked in vampire stories but how did your vampires come into being? Who was the first vampire? Is this vampire still alive? How far back do vampires go as a species?

This could affect your vampires in terms of relationships with others of their kind, their powers, their strength.

This might not impact on your plot but, in terms of worldbuilding, if you intend to turn your book into a series then this could be very important going forward.

6. Society

Unless you're writing about the first ever vampire you're probably going to be writing about an established vampire population who will have their own laws, their own history, their own leadership, their own customs. This is an important piece of worldbuilding. It will affect your characters relationships, add conflict to the plot, create established enemies and can be used to raise the stakes.

7. Nocturnal Life

If you're following a traditional burn-in-the-sun vampire and they haven't found a way around this then you need to determine the night life of your setting. What is there for your vampires to do at night?

8. Feeding, Hunting, and Bloodlust

This will affect the level of gore in your story as a lot of the bloody parts in your story will take place through feeding and hunting. This will also determine your vampire population.

You need to decide how much your vampires need to feed, how often they need to do so, and what they can feed on. Do they drink animal blood? Is that possible? Do they drink human blood? Can they drink from blood bags? Do they need the blood fresh? If they need human blood do they need all of it?

The less a vampire feeds, the larger a population you can have in one area as it attracts less attention.

What happens when your vampires are hungry? What does their bloodlust look like? How does it affect a vampire? Is the amount of bloodlust a vampire experiences determined by how old the vampire is?

9. Threats

Unless your vampires are well and truly endless there will be ways to kill them and they will have enemies. Do these enemies take the shape of humans, of other vampires, or another species entirely? How can your vampires be killed? What other species are out there?

[deepwaterwritingprompts]

Text: My grandfather created the first vampires, humans drained of all other humors until only black bile remains. Soulless, cold and bone dry, seeking the warm and the wet at all costs.

[zorrasucia]

Promptober 5. Vampire

from @carmenberzattosgf list

Reader x Carmy Berzatto (The Bear FX)

Rating: Explicit (1.5k)

Tags: Smut, Porn with Plot, Vampires, Biting, Food, P in V Sex, Flowery Writing, Both Carmy and Reader have a bit of a praise kink

When you met Carmy, you first noticed his eyes - an unnatural shade of blue, bright and piercing. His blond hair was perpetually messy and too long for a chef. Upon closer inspection, you realized he was stronger than he looked. He wore all these peculiarities well. He had a sort of timeless beauty, the kind of profile you would find in a neoclassical painting, not an Instagram account. You had told him that last bit when you interviewed him - getting a frown and not much else in return.

You were an emerging food critic, not an investigative journalist, but something about Carmen Berzatto gave you pause. His backstory was fucked up, ages and achievements not lining up correctly. He looked too old at 22 but a little too boyish now at 32. He never ate his own food in public, or any food for that matter, only occasionally indulging in the odd glass of wine. He was shy, withdrawn, hard to pin down...

Which was ironic now that he had you pinned down by the wrists on your bed, his face buried deep in the crook of your neck, breathing you in.

"Delicious," he mumbled.

You hummed, arching your back in delight, trying to get your bodies closer together.

"Are you going to make me beg for it?"

"Maybe," he teased, his hands tracing your sides greedily, then squeezing your ass.

The needy way he was exhaling into your hair let you know you weren't the only one affected.

"What do I smell like?" you asked, your hands carding through his soft hair.

"Sweet," he replied. "Honey, raspberry. Something else... A hint of bitter, almonds maybe, dark chocolate."

You rewarded him with a chaste kiss. "Had some coffee with it too."

"You're spoiling me," he smiled, his teeth eerily white and sharp in the half lit room.

It was an odd arrangement you shared.

After your review, months ago, he had called, making some dumb excuse about needing a fresh palate to taste his new menu. He fed you an incredible dinner, sat in front of you, and then asked detailed questions about it, far beyond your usual feedback. He liked the way you painted pictures with words, he said. Most colleagues looked down on metaphors, describing his broth as an ethereal, pink, seaside afternoon would raise some eyebrows but Carmy seemed to love it. Weeks later, when you knew his secret, he would confide in you: he had forgotten what food tasted like. Lifetimes' worth of cooking knowledge was becoming stale as he grew older and less human.

It all came to a head when you met him for another dinner and started describing your lunch from a few hours ago.

"It was steak with carrots on the side, right? The steak was meh, you know, but the carrots were these, uh, buttery, terracota delicacies. Golden like a sunset, earthy, well rounded..." you explained, knowing by now he liked over the top similes.

You were confused to find a very intense look on his face.

"Want to come over to my apartment?" he rasped.

It was out of nowhere but you agreed, your stomach fluttering expectantly at the thought of Carmy's hands on your body. The moment the door was shut behind you, he crowded you against the nearest wall. You gasped.

"Don't be scared," he murmured. "I just want a taste."

And with that he sunk his fangs on the side of your neck. A wave of bliss hit you, rolling your eyes as he sucked on your blood. You rubbed your thighs together, shaking, feeling something akin to a very long orgasm as Carmy held you, his graceful fingers around your throat.

"What are you doi- Oh!" you moaned long and low, losing yourself in the pleasure he was giving you, getting light-headed as he kept drinking. "I have never felt so- Carmy-"

It was a pitiful and breathy sound and he stopped.

"Sorry," he exhaled, blood covering his lips. "You were right."

"About?" you could feel yourself drifting out of consciousness and him carrying you to his couch.

"The carrots," he said, like it was obvious. "Tremendous."

You giggled and passed out.

It all made sense after that: The Bear never opened before dusk, the long NDAs the staff had to sign before they were hired, the neverending list of secrets Carmy possessed.

"I could write about this, about you," you threatened the next time you saw him.

"You could. No one would believe you," he threatened right back. "I wouldn't feed you or bite you ever again either."

God help you, he was addicting. And so things stayed like that. You reviewed top tier restaurants and Carmy sampled them from you, gifting you dinners at The Bear and pleasure unlike anything you had ever experienced. Sometimes you fucked, sometimes you didn't. It was strange but it worked.

You grabbed his neck, angling his face and your body to invite him to bite you - guiding him towards that spot near your nape.

"Not yet," he murmured. "Think it would taste better if you came first. Desserts always do."

"Alright. If you must," you faked disinterest, now focusing your efforts on bringing his hips closer, grinding against his half hard cock, humming at the feeling of it through your clothes. "Mmm... Does it really make a difference?"

"Yes. Can't describe it really. You're the one that's good with words," he deflected, his hands busy getting you naked, untangling the pantyhose from your legs.

"Try," you insisted.

"Mmm," he kissed up your legs, following the line of some vein or artery, you assumed. "It makes the blood brighter, almost effervescent. And your heart beats harder - it's like it rushes to meet my tongue."

"Fuck," you hummed.

This was your version of dirty talk, and you enjoyed it immensely. If nothing else came out of this situationship, perhaps you'd write a cryptic poetry book or something.

He climbed up your body, his face level with yours, moving one strand of hair behind your ear.

"What are you thinking about?"

You shrugged. "There's so much I still don't know about you," you intertwined your fingers with his.

"Like?" he tilted his head.

"How long are these going to last?" you questioned looking at his tattoos.

"I actually don't know," he admitted. "I think they will fade but I'm not sure when."

You chuckled. "Bold choice to get them, then."

"You're inches away from my fangs," he reminded you dryly.

"I am," you arched your neck to kiss his jaw, then nip at his neck - he hissed.

His cock poked at your entrance, teasing. You opened your legs even wider, inviting him to ravage you.

"Fuck, you're warm," he exhaled as he entered you, inch by inch. Your nails scratched at his back, leaving no marks behind.

"Carmy," you whined, needy as he thrust in and out of your pussy. "Please."

"Mmm?"

You enclosed him with your legs, ankles crossed at his waist.

"Please," you begged, knowing well he wouldn't bite you until you came.

"Such a good girl for me," he praised, the tight grip of your pussy making him groan and go faster. You chased your peak, rubbing at your clit eagerly.

"You feel so perfect," you panted, the waves of your orgasm building, your hips bucking to meet his. "Fuck."

Wanton moans were falling from your lips as you became a mess underneath Carmy.

"Like that," he soothed, one hand moving to cup your breast and pinch your nipple, pushing you over the edge.

"Oh..." you sighed, feeling pleasure and electricity coursing through your veins, legs shaking around his waist.

"Fuck, that's it," he growled and bit you.

The pulsing intensity of your orgasm got mixed with a cloud of euphoria - you felt light and floaty, your pussy still fluttering around Carmy's cock as something else took over. His breath on your neck was feral and possessive as he drank from you.

"Carm..."

And there it was again, the world slowing down, tunnel vision, the only thing keeping you grounded was Carmy's hair between your fingers.

He let go, swiping his tongue over the bite mark, not letting one drop go to waste.

"You good?" he asked after a while, his thumb caressing your cheek.

"Mhmm," you nodded, opening your eyes to meet his.

He looked softer after he fed, a little warmth to his skin, he seemed more human.

"Can you stay a little while?" you asked.

His nose touched your forehead. "I'll wait until you fall asleep," he agreed. "I need to go back."

You smiled softly.

"Thanks for tonight," you said, slipping under the covers, the warmth of your bed quickly lulling you to sleep.

"Thank you," he said and kissed your forehead. "Rest."

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My Worldbuilding: Vampire (2)

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Bitmalé

As said earlier vampirism isn’t a species, but an infliction. That doesn’t mean that the ailment doesn’t twist the anatomy drastically of an infected person. Vampirism is one of many spreadable magical disorders, also known bitmalé, most of which derive from an infected individual passing on the infliction to another person through kissing, biting, or sometimes scratching.

Bitmalé are all known to change the infected’s anatomy drastically, often times making them unrecognizable or leading them to transform into a different species compared to what they originally were. Aside from vampirism two other well known Bitmalé derive from Sirens and Were-species. 

Unlike popular myth it is possible for an individual to obtain one or more bitmalé in their life. It is believed this myth derives from the basic knowledge among were-creatures that they cannot spread their own bitmalé to each other. However were-species can still catch vampirism. Due to the ignorance of this fact many communities of were-species have had notable outbreaks of vampirism. This eventually created a significant amount of prejudice from were-species to form against vampires.

Transformation

Vampirism’s effect on anatomy is viewed as brutal by some, but tame by others in the Arethian Planetary System. Within a few days of being infected the individual will lose two upper canine teeth, which will be replaced by fangs later on. Anywhere from 24 hours to a week the infectious bite mark will not hurt. 

Naturally it will bruise and redden like any other bite. Even if the punctured skin heals the two dots will darken to a variety of colors depending on skin tone, and will not go away no matter what. These two primary symptoms tells the individual immediately that they’ve been bitten infectiously.

Once the beginning period ends the pain of transformation begins. The skin of the bite turns inflamed. Veins surrounding the area glow with vibrant red light. In rare cases the veins may glow a different color instead, including blue, lime green, purple, and light blue. This is either due to the species of the bitten, or magical anomalies in the biter.

The infected individual begins to feel very ill over the course of a week. Including, but not limited to,

Extreme lethargy

Slowing heartbeat and blood pressure

Disgust for food

Vomiting

Extreme pain from infected spot

Increased recklessness

Feeling of impending doom

Loss of empathy

Occasional loss of consciousness

Uncontrollable chewing

Fibromyalgia

Self Isolation

Low Body Temperature

Paling Skin

Patches of blush across the body

Eventually the individual will fall into a frenzy, where in a lot of pain they will go out to bite anyone they set their eyes upon. Once the last of their adrenaline runs they will drop dead, and enter a coma more than close to death. While in this final stage of transformation their body rearranges its anatomy to prepare for the life of a vampire.

It isn’t uncommon for particular anatomical changes to occur before the coma, or even the frenzy to occur. This most commonly happens for individuals who are developing wings of any sort. Not every person has the same transformation, and not everyone ends up with the same set of abilities and changes. Wings alone only form in around 7% of individuals affected.

[snakes-in-mirrors]

The most dangerous creature 🍷🍷

[vcreatures]

Once believed to be disembodied heads, the Penanggalan is actually a tropical member of the Draculaidae family. With their frontal glands, large, bright in color, caruncles and their wild flowing plumes, it is easy to see how weary travels might confuse them as such. 

Both males and females posses the frontal glands located on their back to communicate across vast stretches of their jungle territory. The bright red caruncles of males are also used to communicate in the dense green. Scaring away rival males and attracting would be mates. 

Like most vampiric creatures the Penanggalan is highly solitary. Pairs only staying together for a short period of time to rear their single pup. 

[marlynnofmany]

Now there's a conversation to have!

On the one hand, it's easy to say they'd be immune because of the whole undead thing, maybe because their body temperature is too low, or because magic, or because vampirism is close enough to rabies that they should only be able to get one at a time.

But on the other hand, the idea of a bat-vampire suffering from rabies is both funny and terrifying.

An evil vampire is bad enough, killing on a whim. But remember that rabies makes regular animals act in ways that will spread it the most: drooling, friendly, then bitey. Can you imagine the scourge of the town showing up apparently drunk and wanting to be friends with everyone -- until he doesn't?

[djwaglmuffin]

Well, I had a whole-ass NSFW thing done here but it's got dick so NOOoOOoOOooOOOOoooo, I can only share PART of it because prudes ruin everything.

So, you only get, like, half.

Anyway, THIS was some scene work for these two. I was thinking about adding a *sex* scene in there somewhere but more leaning on the emotional connection. The doujinshi turned out to be kinda UNCESNORED AND RAUNCHY but, fffff. Whatever.

Okay, so, like...there's a lot of context missing but don't worry your pretty little faces. Also: Maybe I'll post it to Patreon but it'll be, like, a whole ass buck. I don't wanna put my work behind a paywall, I really don't, but it's the only thing I can think of since pixiv is really weird.

OH, and: Yeah.