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weirdlookindog · 2 months
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Count Siegfried Von Frankenhausen from La invasión de los vampiros (1963)
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goryhorroor · 30 days
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horror sub-genres: science-fiction
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itsnotmortalkombat · 7 months
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Oh you know… you 100% know… Nitara would not be alive long enough to do more damage.
Mileena, Kuai Liang and Raiden would fucking destroy her for doing this. They’d legit jump her. Mileena’s twin baby sister. Raiden’s best friend (or literal brother I would say). Kuai Liang’s adopted brother.
Yeah. She wouldn’t make it another minute.
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lulila-safu · 6 months
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Since I'm enjoying the Season 2 rewards, I drew my own previous designs of vampire Lao along with the "canon" one
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whumpshaped · 7 months
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i have no excuse. im sorry. but this popped into my head and now it must exist. its not even whump i just. u'll see
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tw vampire whumper, invasion of privacy
"Don't go in there!" Beck said pleadingly, quickly rushing to stand between Helle and the closed bedroom door. "Please. That's my room. It's– it's private, it's... it's where I sleep–"
"Yes, that is often the purpose of a bedroom." His desperate attempt to stop them clearly backfired, because the vampire looked even more intrigued now. "Are you hiding something horrible? Something embarrassing, perhaps?"
"I'm n-not hiding anything, just... I don't want strangers in my bedroom."
"Strangers?" Helle looked wounded. "How many bites for an acquaintance? Or do you often let strangers bite you?"
"I don't want my acquaintances in my bedroom."
"Very well." They stepped away, sighing. "There is nothing I can do but respect the home owner's wishes."
Technically, I'm renting. He didn't say it, not wanting to give Helle any loopholes to exploit. But he soon realised the vampire didn't need a loophole as he was shoved aside and they marched right in.
"Was that what you were hoping I would say?" came their voice from inside, and Beck ran after them. "Do not be so naive. I said I wanted to explore the house ful– oh. That is adorable."
"Don't touch him!" He wasn't fast enough, of course he wasn't. Before he could do anything, Helle snatched the little thing from his bed, cradling it in their arms.
"What a sweet fellow," they cooed, giving the plush bat the biggest, fondest smile. Beck stayed still, suddenly very nervous about making a move Helle didn't approve of. Would they be so evil as to hurt Boba? "You absolutely cannot tell me you were hiding him. I would be heartbroken."
"I..." He watched as Helle squished the bat a couple times, seemingly enjoying themself greatly. "N-no, I wasn't..."
"Good. What a delight to know that one of my kin has already taken up residence here. Obviously, you are not opposed to housing creatures of the night."
Housing? "Y-you don't want to stay, do you?" he stammered, still anxious about his vulnerable friend being held by such a monster. Helle glanced up and shot him a mischievous grin.
"What if I do?" They nodded towards the stuffed animal. "Does he have a name, by any chance?"
Beck bit his lip. This was so stupid. Why were they asking about a plushie he had? Why couldn't they just be disinterested? "Boba," he muttered eventually.
"Would you really deprive sweet Boba of appropriate company?"
"You are not appropriate company. Boba has no ties to you or any vampire." Oh god, this was such a stupid argument to have. But he just wanted to have this one thing, the little piece of joy that still remained in his life even with the constant pain and paranoia. Couldn't they even let him have that?
"You sadden me." They gently placed the toy on the bed where they'd found it, and Beck snatched it up immediately, holding it close to his chest. "But no, I do not intend to stay for long. Possibly a few hours." Their smile softened as they looked at him; Beck would've almost described it as sympathetic. "Dear Boba is safe from my evil ways. I promise."
The vampire rarely ever made promises, that was one thing Beck realised about them very early on... nor were they particularly trustworthy. But this time, they seemed sincere. He hesitantly nodded, still holding the bat tight. "Thank you."
Maybe... maybe Helle still had some semblance of humanity left in them.
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spiralingemptyness · 6 months
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HAHAHA I ACTUALLY FINISHED SMTH
and it's angsty (hint hint, Kuai's scar, alr lost one brother and possibly losing the other)
anyways this is my first time really doing digital arts any tips would be great (I use krita cause I'm broke)
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endreal · 1 year
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AU where everything's the same except that, unlike their invasive European cousins, native vampire species are primarily pollinators 🌺
#agender #queer #noninvasivevampirepreservation (they/them, okay to reblog except for creeps)
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dark-roasted-kestel · 7 months
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I give bnuuys
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adoodle-mday · 7 months
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Thinking about that new invasion season
[insert vampire emoji]
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The Invasion of the Vampires | 1963
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weirdlookindog · 2 months
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La invasión de los vampiros (1963)
Erna Martha Bauman as Countess Frankenhausen
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goryhorroor · 2 years
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horror movies in horror movies
killers from space (1954) in it follows (2014) dracula (1958) in frankenweenie (2012) the thing from another world (1951) in halloween (1978) the cabinet of dr. caligari (1920) in maniac (2012) invasion of the body snatchers (1956) in gremlins (1984) nosferatu (1922) in interview with the vampire (1994) evil dead (1981) in donnie darko (2001) the thing (1982) in the lodge (2019) dementia (1955) in the blob (1958) the texas chain saw massacre (1974) in american psycho (2000)
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itsnotmortalkombat · 7 months
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Me, clearly seeing Smoke is an unhinged, blood thirsty vampire:
Also me:
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movieposters1 · 3 months
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whumpshaped · 7 months
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Has/will Helle gift Beck anything? How would beck respond? (Ideally other then pain or vampirism lmao)
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tw vampire whumper, invasion of privacy, dont worry tho its all silly
"Is this... for me?" Beck asked, unsure how to feel about the little box with a nice-looking bow on top. There was no fucking way Helle remembered his birthday– there was no way they even knew when it was.
"It is your birthday, is it not?" Their smile didn't waver, nor did their hand holding... his present, apparently. "You can just take it, you know. You do not have to make it awkward."
They were right. The sooner this odd situation was over, the better. "Thank you," he forced out as he took the box, careful not to touch Helle's hand along with it. "I'll... take a look later."
Helle hummed in acknowledgement, plopping down onto the sofa as if this really was all perfectly normal. "It is yours, do whatever you wish with it."
Beck placed the gift on top of the dresser, still puzzled as to why Helle didn't push for it to be opened right away. Was it really not a trap? Was it really just some ordinary trinket? "Okay, I know– I know you said I don't have to make it awkward–"
"But you cannot help yourself, can you?" He could hear the smile in their voice as they said it. "No, it is not a trick. No, it is not a bomb. No, it is not poison. Anything else you might worry your pretty little head about?"
"Well, um... n-no, that's, that's a pretty good list." He stayed standing, wringing his hands nervously. "Can't you tell me what it is? I'd feel a lot better if, if you just told me."
"No."
"But–"
"Be a good boy and stop trying to ruin your own surprise."
Beck bit his lip, trying to ignore the way it made him feel whenever Helle called him a good boy. Like some dog. He glanced at the present one last time, then went to sit down on the sofa as well. If they weren't telling, then they wouldn't get to see his reaction to whatever nefarious thing they'd managed to fit in a box so small. "Fine," he muttered, unbearably annoyed that Helle didn't even seem to care.
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As soon as Beck left his bedroom the next morning, his eyes fell upon Helle's mystery box on the dresser. They weren't in the apartment anymore... and admittedly, he was deathly curious, just like the cat.
He picked it up cautiously, still expecting something murderous despite the vampire's reassurances. The ribbon wasn't coated in any suspicious powder or liquid, and the top of the box slid off without detonating anything, revealing a smaller, flatter box inside.
He took that one out as well, taking a deep breath before undoing the small clip on the side of it. Nothing dangerous happened; the only thing inside was a piece of paper, neatly folded in half. He was just about to get frustrated with Helle's stupid prank when he noticed the thing underneath.
"Holy shit," he whispered, staring at the gold coin in disbelief. It was the exact one he'd been looking at for ages, the one he'd been saving up for, the one he'd never told anyone about because it was so silly and expensive. He'd wanted it since the year it'd come out — some halloween special for the rich, with his favourite mariana fruit bats on either side of it.
Was this actually the real thing? Did Helle pay half a grand so he could have a little bat coin for his birthday?
He unfolded the note, still in a bit of a daze.
'I suppose we both got our little gifts — your browsing history was positively delightful.
Love,
Helle'
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