#vampire au;

[ofginjxints]

@noiranamnesis ctd from (x)

She had him there. Though he was never one to reveal his true feelings. He had known Mari long enough to know she'd see right through him. "You don't... you don't know what it's like the first time after you'd drank from someone. You're physically satisfied but you've literally sucked the life out of someone. It's not easy to control, not in the early days. You will become a killer. You need to understand that before anything happens."

[cardinneverloses]

@tricoloredillusion Continued.

If he were honest with himself, Cardin would have looked a bit deeper into her words. But there were times when that jovial, hopeful fun the two of them had together a long time ago, would come out naturally. This being one of those times, Cardin didn’t take Trivia’s words very seriously, only looking to the dishes he had in his hands, putting them away and only half listening to her words.

That was until he heard the sound of a box being moved, set down beside him and once turning his head to the noise, there she was. Just about his height now, her eyes capturing his easily causing him to be stunned for a second unexpectedly.

She added onto her statement from before, now the tone growing a bit more serious. Putting down a shoddy plate, he replied with a tone to match the mood.

“I told you I don’t mind. Plus, doesn’t animal blood taste horrid? At least, that’s what other vampires told me.” His shoulders lowered, softening. He knew what the long term effects would be on him and from where Trivia stood, she could see the spec of tinted red over a small part of his left eye. To others, it would seem like a blood vessel rupture, but to those who knew better, it was an oncoming feral addiction that would leave him as nothing more than a walking cadaver.

“Either way, I get it. I know you’re worried. But don’t worry about me. I hate seeing you suffering, I would rather you get what you need from me than innocent people.” Cardin believed in morality, he beloved vampires to be cursed and caused that morality to be helpless to said curse. In his mind, he could save Trivia’s morality if he could control who and what she ate.

[inveteratum-blog]

@dividedprince from x

It’s like being bitten by a cat. Tiny little kitten teeth sink into his wrist, and sure, he’s bleeding, but it doesn’t--- hurt. At first it sort of feels like a strange kiss, and the thought is somewhat alarming. He nearly goes to pull his hand away but he can’t, and that’s when it stings. 

“Kamui.” 

He says it very quitely, sitting beside him (after pushing off some of the dead animals, of course) and presses a hand against his forehead. Gunter knows better. There is strange magic in Nohr. The stench of death alone--- 

he’s known this kind of thing before. 

“You don’t have to be afraid. But you do have to let go. You’ll get sick if you drink from me, and we don’t want to make this worse.” 

[thefcmilymcn]

// Vampire Maes creeping up on creeps to protect his kids and scaring the crap out of them by either appearing out of the blue from dust or shapeshifting to ensure child’s safety thank you

Also just form changing in general or transforming into a raven or bat or dog or cat to play with kids, and someone drops something and it spills in quantity like rice or tacks he’s down on the ground counting each one and picking it up thank you this was a PSA by Abby ty

[eviscxration-moved-blog]

@xmalevolence -- Vampire AU

The Entire city had been running amok from the very moment the sun had set and darkness collapsed over the small town. With the dawning of a month known for years to experience strange happenings during only the month of October, the first evening was no exception. It was then that those creatures crawling through the darkened shadows of the underbelly of the city would emerge to prey on unsuspecting victims, but also establish another brood of newly turned vampires into their ranks. Such had been expected and required to continue the formal balance between human and vampire alike.

It hadn't been a common occurrence, but every so often one of the humans set out to turn into a vampire would reject the offer. Usually the case brought them to killing themselves, or eventually dying off unable to fulfill their needs and thirst for human blood. But this case.. it was different. A younger Vampire whom was turned the year before last had been a victim to the human's willpower to live on. As such this had brought the entire evening to a stand still. The proclaimed King was alerted and the search had begun, right into the wee hours of the morning.

The transition from blood thirsty killer to college professor had to come near instantly. There had been no time to rest and still this new blood had been able to walk freely among the humans. A sort of Hybrid of human and vampire given the proper ritual of closing the deal had not been followed. It had only been a matter of time. They would either find them or the person would go on a killing spree, and eventually die all on their own.

Stepping into the classroom the professor let out a heavy yawn. Shifting to sit down in his seat behind his desk, equipped with a cup of coffee. Sure it didn't do much for an immortal monster such as himself, but it was the image he was going for. Greeting each and every one of his students as per usual, his eyes glazed over a moment as Tesla walked through the door. Something wasn't quite right. There was a strange scent of sorts lingering around; a scent far to close to home.

"Alright... today's lesson will be cut short given the situation as per usual." And what he meant by that was the mysterious disappearances of many people which became a tradition in it's own sense. But he couldn't help but keep his eyes on the direction of the shorter woman. Something was off.

[militibus-ex-umbra]

i mean, look at yourself. most of that's not even your blood! -Ren to (perhaps a vampire) Akechi

Akechi glanced down at the remnants of blood still on his gloves. "Oh this? Well it might not be my blood, but it certainly belongs to me now." The detective prince spoke with a sly grin growing on his face. Not even bothering to hide the fangs of his canine teeth.

[sofialcone]

Sharp teeth on divine skin. The promise of ichor to flood her mouth if only she can bite hard enough to break the flesh into half. Sofia pauses, her lips open and suckling on the god's shoulder, a threat in the way she clutches her jaw. What would happen if she just bit in? Had her cake and ate it too? Instead of biting, instead of taking a chunk out of the divine, Sofia kisses the one was once Wolfin on the neck.

❛ I don't let these old fucking men push me aside anymore, ❜ she admits, a throaty chuckle following the words. It's poetic--- how they treated her like a monster and then she became a literal one. Or is that a tragedy? ❛ Instead, I eat them. ❜

Like I want to eat you.

@teoporiuli