#vampire!max

[theemporium]

I’m not sure if your requests are open but if not I just have a headcannon I’ve been thinking about for days. Vampire!Oscar Piastri would be such a good fic, he’s like calm on track always but the moment he smells readers blood cause she nicked it making dinner he goes feral and can barely control himself or possessive Vampire! Max Verstappen when you guys go out to the club and some random dude is hitting on you and he claims you there taking a sweet sip of your neck to show how quickly he can make you melt and that you’re his. Been in the vampire feels lately cause of Halloween coming up, any thoughts? 🫣

(love all your fics thank you for writing 🤩💕) -katt

NO I LOVE A GOOD WEE SUPERNATURAL AU AND I LOVE HALLOWEEN

but also we just watched some tvd last night and vampire!oscar is giving kinda stefan vibes (much more post-elena when he has a personality and such). but just the kinda sweet boy who’s new in town and seems normal. and it’s still the early days of the relationship where the reader starts to notice wee things about him👀and just imagine him trying so hard to not lose control but that wee dinner moment comes close to him breaking it

AND PLEASE halloween vibes of being out with vampire!max at the club and getting away with the dark lights and bustling bodies for him to tug you close and sink his teeth into you. and it’s giving you a rush and he’s holding you up and he can’t help but have such a smug grin on his face when he pulls back and sees the wee dazed look of pleasure on your face

[penguinotaku]

Vampire Cars at a Private Pub

*Takes places after the events of the Vampire Cars 2 AU*

Pub song has my most favorite verse lyrics in Neath! a Fallen London Song by The Stupdendium. At about 7:48.

Every now and then, the vampiric WGP racers and C.H.R.O.M.E spy often find themselves in a pub that is set deep underground, far from the scorching sunlight (as if London could get sunny but no one wants to risk that after the Buckingham Palace incident). Mostly to commiserate on their unrunning state.

Leland Turbo starts off the song after a sip of both Rod and Finn's donor fuel. The bluish gray eyes wavering in melancholic determination as the spy car set his glass down with a sigh.

"Every worried soul in this sorry hole. Lost, forgotten and with all tomorrows stole."

Raoul Caroule then picks up the song, Shu's donor fuel now with the hint of the sweet blossoms of his home country. Hints of resentment and vengeance flicker blood red flecks in the icy blue.

"Dead and buried but the dead are very much aware of it and hell, they've paid a horrid toll."

Max his best friend rubs a tire on his elongated wing mirrors. His own raspberry hued eyes shifting slowly to his once previous indigo as he nursed a pint of Nigel's fuel.

"How'd we'd come to be? Down here underneath? Doubt we'll ever feel the sun upon our cheeks."

Carla scoffs as she downs Miguel's fuel in one fell swoop, her blue green paint job creating frost in proximity on her glass.

"Never see another summer but we've one another lust or comfort, love or some relief."

Lewis grumbles under his breath as he tried to focus on the bright sunny smile of Jeff (not just when the engine hitched and sent that mouthwatering aroma into his vents), toying with his own glass of donor fuel.

"Someone to hold me tightly. Someone to treat me rightly. Someone to come down to shun the ennui and boredom."

Long Ge helpfully added his own commentary, sharp electric blue eyes and slitted pupils as he swiped a streak of Vitaly's fuel with a forked tongue off his bumper.

"With one to hold me closely nights mightn't be so lonely. Stranded helpless in the dark and reaching for them."

Francesco's vulnerability was seen in just a millisecond but soon his typical Italian bravado was drawn over his face like a sheet over a cadaver. Although none of the other patrons in the pub bought that for even an instant as he sipped delicately at Sally and Lightning's fuel.

"London town laid to rest underground, but still yet deeper down are we falling, falling, falling, falling."

All of the vampiric cars join in as one at the conclusion of the song, clinking their drinks together to toast their unrunning lives.

[nnato]

Your hands are scarred from murder, and yet I trust them completely.

Vampire Boyfriends Max & Dan (for and thanks to @verstappened )

[itsonlyaurl]

WOWZERS WEREWOOFS AND VAMPIRES Casually brings back Vampire!Max and Werewolf!Chloe Au from 1-2 years ago

[ask-the-monster-campers]

((Max cause almost all Monster AU Nikkis are Werewolves))

Demon Max: @ask-the-camp-campbell-monsters

Cerberus Max: @askmythicalcampcamp

Dragon Max:

@lake-lilac-monsters

Vampire Max:

@theluxshadow

((Deviant art))

Other Demon Max: @Kwitterpwea

Vritra Max: @kobrakidd ? ((If not. The deviant art page Kobrakidd))

Other Vampire Max: @sseroxy

[penguinotaku]

Vampire Cars at an Onsen

Going off from my previous post about a bathing Vampire Raoul Caroule. All of the WGP racers, running and unrunning are invited to one of the onsens that sponsor Shu Todoroki. The vampire cars are properly invited to avoid awkward

Now I've watched enough bird bath videos on Youtube that multiple birds cram themselves into the same bath and make quite a splash cleaning themselves.

Imagine all of the vampire cars crammed into the same hot spring, cleaning themselves and splashing water all over the room. Some of the vampire cars have developed wings (Raoul, Long Ge and Francesco) and the bath becomes just a little bit more cramped.

Meanwhile, the donor cars are in the hot springs next space over comparing donor bite locations and just chatting about idiosyncrasies of maintaining a vampire donor car relationship. The non donor cars are also just hanging out with the donors, just trying to relax.

By sheer coincidence, Roddy, Finn and Leland are also enjoying the amenities and having a rare day off from their respective intelligence organizations.