#vamper

[johncosma]

#trueblood #ericnorthman #vampire #vamper #whowouldyourathertrust https://www.instagram.com/p/CkXAFcoJiTm/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#trueblood #ericnorthman #vampire #vamper #whowouldyourathertrust

[horror-aesthete]

Ravenous, 1999, dir. Antonia Baird

#ravenous #horror aesthetic #Horror Movies #queer fear #cannibale vamperism as a metaphor or repressed homosexuality #horror quotes

[xxweyussyenjoyerxx]

[EXTREMELY LOUD INCORRECT BUZZER]

#not star trek #definitely not Star Trek #stupid little vamper man #taking up all my bandwidth #idk idk I like guys that are purple #astarion #bg3 fanart #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #wwdits #what we do in the shadows #screenshot redraw

[ozymoron]

#gotham #jeremiah valeska #this image just tickles me so much #hes so fucking pale #downright vamperic

[iamwinklebottom]

Tarot 📿PICK A CARD🌼: “Spiritual Attack?” Vampirism, Success, Divinity, & Progress

#spiritual protection #energy vampires #magick #spells #tarot card readings #pick a cards #pick a card readings #witchcraft #tarot #aura #tarot cards #tarot pick a cards #tarot pick a card readings #divination #psychic messages #vamperism #vampires #spirituality #black witch #ancestors #rootworker #conjure #rootwork #magi #magician #spirit guides #spirits #chosen ones #guidance #free tarot reading

[draculas-husband]

🦇~Thirst of the Father~🦇

#ffxiv #count dadcula #drac lusard #Ffxiv au ra #Au ra #vampers #Vampire #Another -what if- one hehe #Do not fret - he is not actually evil #He just wants you to get stronger #Treat this fight as a challenge #Similar to the Ramuh fight :3 #Really happy with these #❤️🦇

[unfried-mouth-wheat]

the urge to put victor frankenstein in an actual wedding dress for one of these chapters is so strong but like i don’t know how to make it clear that it’s not a demasculinization thing or whatever it’s that I know in my heart and soul he would look good in a dress and I really really really like drawing fancy dresses

#It’s in a QUEER way not a FETISHIZATION way #I am looking RESPECTFULLY and it wouldn’t be a SHAME thing #Literally so many issues #BECAUSE ITS THE SAME THIS WITH CALLING HIM A BRIDE #BECAUSE YES #I FULLY INTEND FIR HIM TO BECOME A VAMPERIC (ish it’s debatable rn) SERVENT OF DRACULA #THAT WOULD MEAN HES A BRIDE OF DRACULA #BUT ITS NOT A FEMINIZATION OR KINK THING IT JUST MAKES SENSE #IT WOULDNT BE A BIG DEAL JUST GOD #IDK I JUST FIND IT NICE I LIKE MEN IN DRESSES JUST LIKE I LIKE WOMEN IN SUITS FUCK ME

[bungirl-orchiectomy]

god im so pale

#straight up vamperic

[normallyxstranger]

@draggeddowntothedark | title; vamper scamper (Ian & Natalie) | cont. from here

     Ian was one of the fortunate few who’d been born with naturally quick reflexes. That had everything to do with his vampire blood—a fact that irked him more often than not. It had its benefits, like now, when he side-stepped to avoid a stake thrown in his direction. The vampire behind him erupted into ash.

     Whoever she was, she had fantastic aim and for a brief moment, Ian considered that it might be some inherent trait too. That, or years of practice. Whatever the case, he came to the conclusion she must be a hunter. 

     At least he wouldn’t be taking on these vampires alone.

     She didn’t quite get the memo about him though. He blamed that on her singular focus, her dedication to the fight. And the fact he hadn’t struck yet. 

     He straightened, blue eyes flicking back to those retreating, to those lying-in-wait. He could smell them, hear them, and his own focus shifted away from the young woman.

      “Probably? That’s reassuring.” His delivery was deadpan, eyes still searching. “I’ll worry about myself.” He brought up his hand, revealing the stake clenched in his fist. “You take two, I’ll take the other two. Deal?”

#draggeddowntothedark #thread; Ian #title; vamper scamper (Ian & Natalie) #queued

[abdlgossipblog]

Who is vampers

A member of the community most active on twitter. They were one of the many people Riley targeted during her hate brigade.

#vampers

[brokeandfamouseu]

vampy // 2024

#vampers #fangtastic #sharp #FARMINGTON2024

[caelumsnuff]

As im listening to damiens audio about coming out to his mom, suddenly im think that like. A listener character should die. For good.

That “you make our lives better by being here” line really got me thinking how itd be interesting to see how characters would be affected by a listener’s death, especially one like freelancer who is SO involved with so many characters’ stories.

#mine #NO VAMPERISM THIS TIME!!!!! give us a permanent death.

[nxu5cxdfxcgqrr]

Tuga dildo fun A Carol Cox Casting Couch Classic - Fucking A Fan Inked soldier Ryan Jordan barebacking tramp stamped jock Gay amateur jerks off in his bedroom and comes on his belly Petite Lizzie Bell dominated with pickup and fuck Tiffany Masturbandose metiendose los dedos bien rico Hot chick with small tits plays with herself Cute shemale gobbles down big cock Crazy! Giant Egg Birthing, Pussy Stretching, & Self Fisting Slut Pussy Hot Latina Loves To Suck Dick

#intercommission #rockingly #behang #sulphurious #predespondency #Glaucionetta #chalkstone #decompensations #underwaistcoat #pastorless #losingly #hoelike #ugg #Ludendorff #konstantinos #cryptodiran #fumage #hypocrisis #canulating #vampers

[thatloserkade]

Some ribbun bc I'm a sucker for them..

Bonus ragatha being considered for gangle

@vamperous were joking about ragathas concern for gangle

#art #digital art #artists on tumblr #the amazing digital circus #tadc ragatha #tadc jax #tadc gangle #tadc jangle #tadc ribbun #jax x gangle #gangle x jax #tadc #tadc fanart

[faerievampling]

when i think of modern astarion i imagine his taste to be refined and vamperic-gothic (just copy paste really) so imagine his reaction when he visits his gf home and it very hyper-fem with plushies and saniro themed stuff everywhere 😭😂

I just know he'd say somthing sassy about it- some type of disapproval but oh well, guess he's taking you on your hello kitty bed sheets 🤷

(also making him wait before having sex cuz you need to turn your plushies around hahaha)

oh my fucking god i am…nearly speechless from this bc there is something so hot about this. i just love this dynamic. you’re a genius. this is 18+ NSFW

i have a confession, anon. I have a little bit of a panty fetish and imagine you’re wearing some of your cutest panties: they’re lacy, pink, possibly hello kitty or sailor moon themed. You might even forget you have them on, and when Astarion sees them for the first time…like, he definitely thinks they’re more adorable than he will ever admit. you find this out when he asks you to keep them on while he fucks you. He’ll just push them to the side, watching you squirm beneath him.

So Astarion catches on to your tastes…but when he goes to your house, totally speechless. I like to think he will respectfully listen when you tell him all the official names of your squishmallows (and the random nicknames they’ve earned along the way) but he’d probably just zone out and politely nod, really just thinking about bending you over and burying your face into your hello kitty sheets.

Don’t worry, in a few months, he will be thankful for all the giant pillows and plushies and comfortable things you have. You’ll totally see him zonked out on your couch curled up in your hot pink fuzzy blanket that you got on sale at Target.

my dirty mind is going to a very bratty Tav, and an Astarion who’s sick of her teasing and naughty antics. Ugh brat tamer Astarion…

oh. and Astarion with a corruption fetish. Banging you in your cute bedsheets, lightly chucking at you as you turn your plushies around.

modern au has so many possibilities…

#astarion x reader #astarion #astarion smut #faerievampling asks answered #modern au astarion

[oncasette]

FANGTASIA. send in a character from my guide + one of the prompts below for a drabble!

how about... "you shouldn't have touched them. every single mark on their body is going to be returned to yours." wiiith our mans eric northman!

please, thank you, love youuu!!! 🩵🩵

𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗟 𝗖𝗢𝗨𝗟𝗗𝗡'𝗧 𝗛𝗢𝗟𝗗 𝗠𝗘 𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞

eric northman x fem!reader

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You’d had vampire blood. Pam and Chow had been gracious enough to offer you their wrists months after you’d started working at Fangtasia, a safety precaution as they’d claimed. You'd had Eric's blood. He could feel your fear, he knew where you were, why wasn't he coming?

or the one where eric saves you from an anti-vampire rights enthusiast.

warnings: canon-typical violence, blood, death, kidnapping, stabbing

a/n: i know i said drabbles but i couldn't contain myself. i am violently ill with my love for this man.

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You think you're dying. surely. There's no way the human body would be able to endure this much pain without ultimately giving up the ghost, right? 

You never should have gotten involved with vampires. They were nothing but a bucket of trouble, as your mother would have put it. And has she had put it, a multitude of times, before she'd ever even known you'd applied to work at Shreveport's resident vampire bar. 

What she didn't know, though, was how incredible they could be. How, even without all their supernatural abilities, intensely good they could be when they decided they wanted. How loyal and caring and kind when they chose to do so. Just how beautiful they could be, fangs and all. 

‘Course, there still was that whole bucket of trouble thing. 

"You sure are pretty for a fangbanger," your captor drawled from where he was watching you from across the room. He'd tied you to a chair at the center of it, thick scratchy ropes binding your wrists to the unlaquered wood beneath you. You spit, knowing that it won't reach the man from this distance, but hoping, almost willing it to hit him squarely between the eyes. 

“Fuck you,” you say.

“Ooh,” he whistles. “You’ve sure got a mouth on you, sweet cheeks. Why waste it on one of those dead fuckers when you could have someone with an actual, bleeding fucking heart?”

“You’re a waste of skin, you piece of shit,” you huff. Not that it was any of his goddamn business, anyway, but you had only ever slept with one man, and it sure as shit hadn’t been one of your bosses.

“Aw, c’mon. I bet you get so cold after one of them vampers is inside you, don’t you. All icy and chilly like. Let me give you a little tip, sweetheart. Humans. Need. Warmth.”

“You say that as if you aren’t a fucking sad sack,” you say. “What a sorry excuse for a human, huh?”

“What’d they do to you, huh, girl? Did they glamor you into only wanting a dead man’s dick?” he asks, slowly shifting and standing from his stool so that he could approach you. Despite their constant–and half-hearted–threats, you’d never been glamored by your vampire coworkers. Your breathing shakes as he approaches in swift steps. It’s then that you see the knife in his hand. 

For the first time in a long time, you realize, genuine fear strikes through you. 

“I’m gonna teach those vampers a lesson,” he says. “And you’re going to help me do that.”

You’d had vampire blood. Pam and Chow had been gracious enough to offer you their wrists months after you’d started working at Fangtasia, a safety precaution as they’d claimed. You'd had Eric's blood. He could feel your fear, he knew where you were, why wasn't he coming?

The knife trails along your collarbone. You're glad it was as dull as it was, knowing if it'd been sharper it would be slicing the skin open in its path down. Then he presses down harder. You can’t muffle the whine as it escapes you, no matter how much you want to. No matter how desperately you wish to not show the man that he holds any power over you. You can feel the blood seeping out of the wound. It dribbles down your chest in a thick stream as it pools and stains the gray cotton of your t-shirt.

“Stop!” you plead. He chuckles before driving the blade deeper into you. With feeble force, you try to get him off with a stunted kick to his knee; It was all you could manage with the way your knees had been duct-taped together. 

“Bitch!” he heaves before rearing back to slap you with the bladeless hand. It slashes your cheek, shallowly, thankfully, but you can feel the ache of where his hand had connected with your cheekbone. “You’re gonna regret that.”

He takes the knife and stabs it into your side, just narrowly missing your ribcage. 

Before you can manage out even a wince, the door to the small shack you’d been held in for the last few hours splinters and it unceremoniously removed from its hinges. 

Eric says nothing as he rushes in. You barely register that it’s him save for the split second image you’d captured from where he’d lingered in the doorway. Your captor is off of you instantly, though you’re still bound to the chair. Eric stills. Wind warps around him as he does so, wrapping him in a flurry of movement as he stands with the man locked in his grasp. 

“You never should have fucking touched her,” Eric growls with his fangs fully extended, grip tightening around the burly man’s neck and raising him inches off the ground. There’s not even a hint of the usual smirk you were so accustomed to seeing. “Every single mark on her body will be returned unto you tenfold.”

“She fucking deserved it,” he gargles as the vampire latches onto the expanse of neck not currently held within his hand. The man screams out in anguish and you pull your eyes tight to avoid watching any more. Of course, that doesn’t stop you from hearing. The screams and the rips and the crunches. You hear something hard and solid hit the floor and somewhere deep in the pit of your stomach you know it’s bone. 

You hear the man gasp out a dead fuck only for Eric’s grasp to tighten fully, effectively severing the man’s skull from his spinal chord without detaching it from his body. The man drops to the floor with a loud thump and Eric shoves the corpse away with the toe of his shoe before he moves toward you. 

“What took you so long?” you exhaled as he moved behind you to unbind your wrists. 

“I was away on business,” he gruffs, spitting slightly to get the last of the man’s blood out of his mouth. He’d already drunk his fair share, you thought, what good what that do?

Swallowing, you ask, “And you still came?”

He walks back around to begin undoing the restraints on your legs. He’s being so gentle, you realize. If he’d wanted, he could have had this done within seconds and yet, here he was, tenderly undoing the tape and rope and rubbing a soothing hand over the abraded skin. 

“I’ll always come for you,” he says. “Until I meet the true death, I will always come for you.”

He extends his wrist up to his mouth and you wince as he punctures the flesh. 

“Eric,” you sigh. 

“Drink,” he says. 

Nodding, you allow him to bring his wrist to your mouth and latch down on the leaking wound. It’s tangy and metallic and overall pretty gross, but you’re more than grateful for it at that moment. You lick your lips when he pulls his arm back down, the small bite marks already well on their way to closing completely. 

“Will you take me home?” you ask, suddenly overwhelmed with the wave of fatigue hitting you. 

He rises back to his full height and extends a hand out towards you. The second you grab it, he’s pulling you up from your chair to hold you flush against his form. Then, in another rush of wind, you’re standing on your front porch. 

Slowly, you pull away from the vampire to take a step towards your door. Your body aches, but it’s already mostly healed as you run a hand over the small incision at your waist. 

“Thank you,” you say. “Eric.”

He’s silent, looking you over in a way that you can’t help but think is more than just an assessment of your injuries. He settles on your eyes when he says, “Anytime.”

#eric northman #eric northman x reader #true blood #true blood imagine #alexander skarsgard #alexander skarsgard x reader #r's 3k