#vampius

[natendo-art]

🦇 Halloween is a month long event 🎃

I absolutely hc that Mobius is really into spooky season 🙏🏻💕 Especially when he becomes a dad and gets to experience all the fun with his kiddos 🥺💕

[thosegayoldmen]

5, 27… and… uh… 23. 😏 For the ao3 asks.

5. What work of yours got more feedback than you expected?

I'm still surprised my first ever fic 'Good Things Come In Threes' got as much traffic as it did! I can already see how far I've come in just a couple of months, it's been amazing so far! And it still gets hits and kudos from time to time 😁

23. Did you do any collaborative works this year?

I did! I did a collaborative piece for the 2024 Lokius Reverse Bang with @natendo-art! Check out their art in the fic too! It's amazing 😍 (Warning, it's pure spice with a sprinkle of feelings 😉)

And as you know, me and you have ALSO been working on a little something something involving a certain vampire Mobius 🤭 😉

27. What do you listen to while working?

The voices 🙃

(Seriously though I don't listen to anything. I need dead silence, it's a problem 🤣)

[ghoulehhh]

Seven Sentence Sunday

No @lokiusbang snippet today. Since it's almost Halloween I figured I would share a Vampius treat instead. 🦇 This is from the project I'm working on with @thosegayoldmen. 🖤

NSFW so I'm putting it under a cut. Also you get a few extra sentences because why not. Enjoy!

This blood is much too precious to spill carelessly, but something comes over Mobius and he feels so greedy the longer he allows himself to drink. It’s unlike anything else he’s ever tasted, so rich and kinetic, and he just keeps moaning, lapping up the beads of blood as they try sneaking past his mouth, not really allowing his teeth to come unlatched from their target. “Christ…” he moans, open-mouthed and nearly slack-jawed. Unable to keep himself still, entirely aware of everything happening around him and inside him and his unlikely partner. It’s like he can see forever, so deep down. And that arousal - oh he’s feeling it too. Almost ashamed at how it’s wrecking his system right now, his own trousers ridiculously uncomfortable. He groans, giving a roll of his hips, wanting more closeness between them, throbbing with so much need and already dangerously close to his limit.