inspired by this. i can't animate so this is all you get. just. imagine the audio in your head, okay?
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from Mexico

seen from Mexico

seen from Mexico
seen from Mexico

seen from Mexico
seen from Mexico

seen from Mexico

seen from Malaysia
seen from Thailand
seen from China
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from T1
seen from Finland

seen from Malaysia

seen from France
seen from China
seen from United States
inspired by this. i can't animate so this is all you get. just. imagine the audio in your head, okay?
I like how all the mates cant be still whenever they get sick, they have to be doing something all while David, Milo, and Asher are trying everything they can to coax them back into bed or take a break.
Meanwhile Sam is silently panicking because he can't tell if Darlin is even alive under the thousands of blankets they've hidden under while on the couch or bed.
Also feel like Darlin are one of those people with mood swings whenever they sick except it occur at the most inconvenient of times. Sam be trying to make soup, tea and prepares their medicine meanwhile Darlin is tugging on his shirt while they lean on him whining about coming back to bed and snuggling with them.
To trying to wiggle further under neath their mountains of blankets, whining about how they're fine and to leave them alone. Whenever Sam tries to get them to take their medicine or check their temp, trying to coax them with cuddles while the nap on the couch for the 20th time today.
Doesn't work for a while that is till Sam is out on the couch trying to work or find some kind of other job (does he have his realtor job still?) Only for Darlin to end up flopping into his lap asking for cuddles and pets which he happily complies as he puts his laptop away onto the coffee table.
I did it.
please forgive the… uh… rough dialogue. still not great at writing that. but I think the idea gets across—
also, I hc darlin’ as a lil touch averse so that’s why Sam asks first.
edit: I forgot to make her eyes glow on that last page. oof. here u go
Darlin' is the type to stretch their entire body while still laying in bed and everytime Sam sees it he says "biiiig stretch", then earning a pillow hurled at his face
‘getting hot in the club with your vampire mate’
Darlin’ trying to explain the FNAF lore to Sam
vampires have a thing for teeth. apparently, it comes with the territory.
even before lovely was turned, vincent found it hard to think straight when they were scraping olives from cocktail sticks with those teeth, catching his eye as they did so. he damn near choked on his drink as he watched their throat work, and oh god, did they just wink at him?
porter is transfixed by treasure’s smile. once he’d figured out exactly what it was that made them beam, he made it his mission to poke those same buttons whenever he can. and when he succeeds? the entire world falls away, and he feels his own tongue dart out to run over his fangs, staring them down like a starving man.
and don’t get sam started on darlin’s sharp canines. fuck, they’re intoxicating. whenever they get frustrated, a growl rumbles deep in their throat, and they bare those gorgeous, terrifying teeth as though to bite the head off of him. and he would let them, even if all he really wants is to- nope. no. he has restraint. for now.
“this, mi amore, is called breakfast”
“ah, sí?”
just a cowboy and his mexican baddie