Polyship Week Day 2: supernatural/ in the kitchen/ rain
One of my favourite canon poly trios (from @thebibliosphere's novel Hunger Pangs: True Love Bites)! Ursula and Nathan are definitely not teasing Vlad...
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Polyship Week Day 2: supernatural/ in the kitchen/ rain
One of my favourite canon poly trios (from @thebibliosphere's novel Hunger Pangs: True Love Bites)! Ursula and Nathan are definitely not teasing Vlad...
Polyship Week 2023 Day 3: Bed Sharing (Pose from here, M3)
Is it really a polyship event if i don’t include one of my favourite 100% canon ships? Yes, Vlad has stolen Nate’s shirt. Yes, Ursula has stolen Vlad’s shirt. Did we expect anything less?
“Can I help you, m’lord?”
Vlad turned, then started at the unexpectedly close proximity of the barmaid who was smiling coyly up at him. If she were any closer he’d have felt compelled to propose out of propriety.
“Um,” he said, watching as her fingers trailed slowly up her neck, head tilting to the side in an inviting manner as she reached to tuck an errant curl away from her face. “You haven’t seen a werewolf around here, have you?”
“What?” She blinked.
“Dark hair, blue eyes?” Vlad hazarded, gesturing the length of himself “About my height but about twice as broad and looks like he could bench press a horse and carriage if he wanted to?”
“Oh, him.” her tone flattened like a punctured souffle. “There was a fight and he broke it up. Cook’s resting his hand on ice.”
“Of course he did,” Vlad rolled his eyes.
“Are you sure there’s nothing I can get for you, m’lord?” the barmaid tried again, twirling the end of a piece of silk which acted for a poor woman’s choker. “Whatever you’d like?”
Vlad smiled politely, “No, thank you,, now if you’ll excuse me...”
“Look, sorry...is that it?”
“What?” Vlad blinked.
“Only I thought...we thought...”
Vlad looked up and found himself the subject of scrutiny from several pairs of eyes, all of them belonging to a gaggle of pretty girls in possession of varying degrees of ample bosom very nearly on display, and hungry, hard smiles. One of them had even managed to conveniently prick her finger.
Oh dear...he thought, fang chasers.
“Look, I’m sure you’re all lovely and you’d make wonderful drones,” Vlad sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Some of you might even survive the full bite. But you can’t just flash a bit of clavicular notch and expect a quick nip and an invitation to eternal darkness. We’re not all balcony jumpers you know.”
I’m not sure if this will make the final cut, but Vlad being forever indignant about the stereotype that vampires are soulless ravishing blood suckers rendered senseless at the sight of a bit of negligee and some blood is my favorite.
#notallvampires #vampireshavefeelingstoo #thanksbutnofangs