#vampire siffrin

[iknowicanbutwhy]

vampeir sif..

vampr!!!!

[asmodeauxx]

My take on vampfrin hehe

[alimicart]

🌟Bunch of ISAT doodles cause I haven’t had time to really draw anything (yay school)+I’m working on a pretty large project.

🌟Project stays secret for now, I wanna make it a surprise hehehehehe :)

🌟Anyways enjoy the various doodles. Just wanted to make it known that I’m still alive lol.

🌟Some of these doodles are from the summer btw. Mostly the vampire one’s cause I had a huge moment of vampire Siffrin obsession over the summer.

[void-of-spaaaace]

oh look i'm posting sketches somewhere other than cara who would've guessed i knew how to do that

anyway some vampire!siffrin with implied isafrin as a treat (and,,, sifloop as well if one looks close enough at my low opacity rough sketch in the bottom left,,,)

[backroomskokichi]

I really like Victim of Your Creation on ao3…

[hey-bigday]

art from last month that I never posted because I didn’t really like it, plus some doodles that I actually did like!

[inspiration-system]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Been a while, huh? Well, the long awaited next chapter in this series is out! As promised in the tags! Finally a new POV! Enjoy, and please leave comments! They give us life!!!!!

[pebbleisgay]

based off of a fic written by @dunkalfredo that i stumbled into on ao3 and i went so so insane i had to make art about it.

i'll drop the link at the bottom but you gotta not judge me for it

It’s dark, but you can hear Sif… panting? ...

... “Isa…” he breathes. Their voice sends a shiver up your spine, goosebumps running up your arms. The bright of his eye glows, just a bit. Their gaze pierces you with pinpoint focus, watching your every movement, sizing you up. He looks at you like you’re prey.

feral siffrin,,,

ok ok so the stuff down here is suggestive kinda sort of ok its a vampire au you gotta work with me here ok. its below the cut

You must have flipped some kind of switch in their brain with those words, because in a breath they close the distance, clambering onto your lap. ... For a moment, he clings, pawing at your back and breathing hard into your neck. You wait. ... And, to prove your point, you tilt your head, offering your throat. You blink, and then he’s already back at your neck, supporting your head with one hand. You shiver as you feel their lips brush against your skin, their breath hot on your throat. He’s so close that you can feel his chest heaving against yours.

can you tell. my lines get thinner when i know a piece will be more work? ahem. yeah i had to draw that

anyway the link or something. here's the fic

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works