vampires excuse me

robert and damien @ a carnival
  • robert: so,,,,, you wanna go,,, in the mirror maze??
  • damien: well, I never really liked the mirror maze, and I was thinking we'd start with something else?
  • robert: yeah,,,,, alright
  • robert: *whispers* sounds like something a vampire would say
  • damien: excuse me?
  • robert: nnnothing

        ~original lifeline~

“Maybe Void is your wolf, and the thing that
pulls you back… that’s your anchor. It’s not
exactly the same, but it’s not as different as
you’re making it sound, either. It is you, a part
of you, like the wolf’s a part of me. And I’ll help
you focus it, help you control it and harness it. 

“But if you’re looking for someone to judge
or punish you for it… I’m not going to.”

          @master-nikoli || @haletheking

The One That I Want

Has this been done already? I don’t know. I got back from two and a half hours of straight dancing at a Halloween party and I was inspired so here ya go. 

A College Bughead Halloween AU

There is a read more line! Sorry if you’re on mobile and it glitches

“Are you sure you don’t want to trade that poodle skirt for a leather jacket and some red lipstick? It’s never too late.” Veronica said for the millionth time that evening, adjusting her own hair in the mirror. 

Betty looked at her pale yellow skirt and matching cardigan, frowning as she compared it to Veronica’s metallic skirt and baby blue crop top. “I think I’ll stick with the Sandra Dee costume I already have.”

“Suit yourself.” Veronica shrugged, “I’m just saying you could afford to show off your body every once in a while. And it’s Halloween! It’s as good a time as any to let loose.”

Betty turned toward Veronica, placing one last beaded clip in the raven-haired girl’s extensions and smiling, “Well we don’t all have gorgeous boyfriends who agree to be the sailor to our mermaid.” Veronica blushed a bit, the shimmer of her purple highlighter fusing with the pink tinge of pride, “And I’m pretty sure end-of-the movie Sandy requires a Danny. At least this way it’s a bit more vague.”

Veronica placed a gentle hand on Betty’s shoulder, a gesture Betty knew was meant to make her feel comforted but only served to make her feel pitied. “Nice girl Sandra Dee it is.” She resigned, giving Betty’s arm a small squeeze before waving the moment away with a flick of her wrist. “Alright, let’s go. I’m sure Archie has been waiting for long enough.”

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vampire cae mk.II

(( aka: this is what happens when i look up at my shelf for art inspiration ))

A Buffy fan’s love letter to Carmilla

I’m currently reading Joss Whedon’s biography and I just finished the chapter about the Bronze, dedicated to Buffy the Vampire Slayer, which would become one of the largest single-show-oriented forums on the web.

The Bronze became a place where fans could connect and discuss the show with like-minded people. Eventually, Joss and the creators - even some actors would join. This was a time when the Internet wasn’t accessible to every household and so the Bronze became quite a unique experience for the fans. It even spawned meetups that the cast and crew eagerly attended, called Posting Board Parties.

I’ve always been immensely envious because I never got to experience the beginning of Buffy and its rise to popularity. I was simply too young and living in a country with no access to it. In 2006 it became my favorite show of all time. That will never change.

Fast forward to 2014. Basically every popular show has thousand of websites and fandoms across the world. Actors are on twitter, facebook, instagram and every other social media you could think of. The comments are endless. Connecting is damn near impossible.

Enter a small web series on YouTube about a young girl starting college, when her roommate goes missing. Turns out it’s about a whole lot more than that. The series is so groundbreaking with its strong female characters and LGBT, adolescent, feminist themes that it resonates with young people pretty easily. We have missed something like this.

What gradually happens after August 19, 2014 is pretty remarkable. People from all over the world starts following the episodes and a connection is formed through social media, mainly tumblr, but not exclusively. Friendships are formed, artwork and opinions are shared - a fandom is growing.

A late October evening, I discovered the breath of fresh air called Carmilla and I was blown away. I hadn’t seen anything like it since Buffy. And this is not me calling it a Buffy 2.0. It’s me saying that for the second time in my life I got to watch something that could evoke what the Buffyverse once evoked in me back in 2006. But this time I got to be a part of its beginning.

This time I got to make friends who enjoyed the show like I did. This time I got to talk to people who shared my love for it. This time I wasn’t completely alone in enjoying something so important. I got to know the fandom, the crew, the actors. I got to talk to them. I got the whole package!

I was 6 years old back in 1997 when Buffy premiered. I was 15 when I discovered the show. It was already over by the time I completely fell in love with it. And I had no one to share it with. I still don’t, to be honest. I’ve never known anyone who loves that show as much as I do, who would sit down and really discuss it with me, who would cry about it with me. It’s lonely to grow up loving something alone, but it’s my baby. It’s part of who I am as a person and I will never regard that fact with anything but pride.

To now watch the creators of a show I love so dearly communicate and actively discuss their characters with the fans is something I thought I had forever missed my chance to experience. Carmilla has completely changed those expectations. I feel so lucky to be a part of this. To get another chance at sharing my love of a story and not having to feel so alone.

So, I guess what I’m trying to say is thank you.

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A/N: Just letting you know, ya girl is super insecure of her skills as of late and feedback is brilliant for her. She may not reply or she may reply super late but she reads and loves all of your feedback and support so keep it coming, she loves and appreciates it <3

Warning: Swearing, uhh no sexual content in this one but it’s angsty.

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Ok so these are 2,3 and 4 weeks for inktober. I haven’t managed to post until now unfortunately. TT×TT
But anyways good thing that I finished them.
For the first pic I wanna thank @blueishblue for the inspiration :’). (I saw that post with Todoroki and the gakuran and I was like “Hell yeah,let me draw that!”)
As for the other 2 well my brain said “All Might shall be to the end.” and I complied.
I wish you all a Happy Halloween!

The Secret’s Out!

Anonymous asked: “May be too specific but prompts for person b’s friends seeing the hickeys on person a’s neck for the first time not knowing they were together??”

1. “Whoa. Is that what I think it is?”

2. “Um, you have a little something on your neck.”

“What is it?”

“A huge secret, apparently.”

3. “So, I had no idea you were dating anyone, much less a vampire.”

“Excuse me?”

“Have you seen your neck lately?”

4. “Well, this is awkward.”

“What is?”

5. “So, who gave you these? Wait, not-”

“Yeah, we’re… Together.”

“Oh. My. Gosh. That’s not possible.”

6. “Why is everybody staring at my neck?”

“Well, we’re all hoping someone else will ask.”

“Ask what?”

“How long this has been going on.”

7. “Oh, my gosh! I’m so happy for you guys! But maybe you should wear a scarf or something?”

“Are you saying that I have-”

“Oh yeah. Big time.”

~I hope these help!~


Shu Sakamaki

(Name) watched the two little boys run carefree through the field of flowers. A benefit to visiting a past event the girl had the chance to interact with anybody or anything. The possibilities were endless of what could or would happen if she decides to interrupt. This specific scene wasn’t new to (Name); Yuma’s past was dark, but his memories with Shu were the only light he in them. When she had visited the first time a nine-year-old Yuma declared he’d make her his fiancée. “Hey Shu look, there’s a pretty lady over there!” Yuma shouted pointing over to where (Name) was sitting; pushing the blond down he took off to the young lady. She couldn’t help the giggles that came out from that event, Shu quickly got up and joined in the race. Shu smirked watching his friend breathe heavily trying to catch his breath, ‘No one could beat a vampire’ the blond thought. “Excuse me do you have a husband?” Yuma asked after he finally could speak again and making Shu hit him in the back of the head. (Name) giggled this was precious that the two loves of her life were so adorable and fighting for her affection. “I’m sorry young man, but I’m already engaged to someone.” (Name) informed the red head who’s smiled drop; Shu must have had a sixth sense due to the smirk that appeared on his face. “Well don’t worry I Edgar will steal your heart away!” Yuma declared making his best friend face palm and (Name) to laugh so hard she almost fainted.

Reiji Sakamaki

“Yuuto stop spending all your time reading dull academic books.” (Name) lectured her eight-year-old son who was currently enjoying a novel over psychoanalysis. Viewing the future wasn’t (Name)’s intention, but after a fight with Reiji, she couldn’t suppress the urge. Upon seeing her handsome son Yuuto Sakamaki all her anger melted. He looked and acted exactly like his father, his (e/c) eyes were from his mother. “Father says playing isn’t how a prefect child should act.” Yuuto stated his eyes never leaving the text of the book; yanking the object away (Name) gave the look every man or boy knows all too well. Even though she hadn’t been a mother for too long (Name) didn’t want her son not enjoying being a kid. “Go play with you cousins or you won’t live long enough to taste your first drop of blood.” (Name) threatened making the young boy leave without hesitation and was soon tackled to the ground by his three younger cousins. “His IQ will sharply decline if he plays with those heathens.” Reiji sneered as he placed his arm around his wife who simply ignored him and watched the children play. “Even if he’s not perfect we can always have another for you to ruin.” (Name) smiled placing Reiji’s hand on her stomach where there was a small bump forming. Even though the couple had their issues (Name) wouldn’t give up this future for anything.

Ayato Sakamaki

(Name) was woken up with a knock coming from her door; stumbling to the source of noise she picked up a white button-down shirt to cover herself. Opening the door, she was a not surprised to see Reiji standing there, or the irritating expression he wore when he saw her appearance. “How may I help you this early Mr. Perfectionist?” (Name) yawned not caring if she didn’t use proper manners due to it being so early and having no respect for the uptight male. “A young lady should never open the door almost naked.” Reiji scolded the girl who just rolled her eyes in response. “In the future as our guest the household would not like to be informed of you and Ayato’s private activities.” He added making it clear the Sakamaki family had heard the screaming and moans from her room last night. “I’ll let Ayato know he should quiet down next time. Thank you all for caring so much about our healthy sex life.” (Name) sarcastically remarked shutting the door in Reiji’s face and then locking it. Taking off the shirt (Name) crawled back underneath the covers to get more sleep. Before beautiful darkness could overtake her, an arm slowly wrapped around her bringing her to a broad naked chest. “I told you that I should’ve put a ball gag in your mouth.” Ayato smirked proud knowing his brothers knew who (Name) belonged to. “It must run in the Sakamaki family that the males never know when to shut up.” She sneered pushing the male off the bed and wrapping herself in all the blankets annoyed with the brothers.

Laito Sakamaki

(Name) was a regular visitor in Laito’s past, even though it was full of pain and suffering there was something beautiful about it. One day while visiting the past (Name) didn’t take enough precaution hiding from Cordelia. The older woman threatened to murder the girl unless she proved to be an asset to the family. And that is how (Name) became Laito’s piano teacher, ironic situation isn’t it? Laito thought (Name) was the most beautiful creature he’d ever seen superior to his mother, because she was both alluring inside and out. (Name) thought it was so adorable that the brunet would bring her a pink rose every lesson. For a reward, she’d let the little boy sit in her lap to play for the last ten minutes of the day. “(Name) will you become my wife?” Laito asked after they finished for the day; it’s darling that even at a young age the brunet loved her. (Name) gave the boy a sad smile knowing this would have to be her last visit or should could alter her own fate horribly. “Oh, my dear Laito I would love to be your wife.” She spoke lovingly making Laito break out in a big grin. “But I have someone else to return to my dear.” She added watching the happiness drain from his sweet face. “Don’t worry when I get older I’ll find you, then your husband will regret the day he stole your heart.” Laito declared sending (Name) in a fit of giggles of his younger self wanting to steal her from himself.

Kanato Sakamaki

(Name) could only stare at herself in the mirror not believing this would be the day she foresaw A knock on the door broke the (h/c) hair girl from her trance. Stealing one last glance at the gorgeous wedding dress, she was ready to face the world. It was a tradition in (Name)’s family that the bride must take a long journey to arrive altar. This was supposed to be the time the young woman reflects on her decision if this was the right person to marry. Every woman who married or was born into the family had ran away from their first wedding. Marriage in the vampire culture truly meant death until do us part. The Sakamaki siblings guarded every entrance that (Name) passed as to taunt her there no escape. After all a deal is a deal no matter if someone agrees or disagrees. With Kanato as the groom who knows what type of fit he’d fly into if he was rejected. Arriving at the ceremony’s entrance (Name) was greeted by the man who only donated the sperm to make her. “There’s still a chance to walk away.” Ezra told his youngest daughter who just walked right past, but only stopped to send a warning to him. “I finally have a man who loves me without using me for a power gain or use me to fix their own mistakes. If I see you knew this family again I won’t hesitate to kill you father.” (Name) threatened pushing the doors open to marry the one person who loves her.

Subaru Sakamaki

(Name) was marveling her new addition to her own little section of the garden. The Cebera Odollam or the Suicide Tree was a quiet grandeur as it demanded attention from standing out among the roses. Gardening was her peaceful hobby to get away from all the testosterone household and if she felt like killing an enemy it wouldn’t be hard. She made it deathly clear to Yui to stay away of her flowers or she’d end up dead. Of course, living with a bunch of sadists meant that (Name) kept a close eye on her beauties. She only planted the most elegant and poisonous flowers the world had to offer. Reiji had no issue with the hobby as it helped his own research and potion creations. “You should stop planting flowers that kill people or Kanato may get a new tea recipe.” Subaru commented as he appeared behind (Name) looking at her collection and new addition. “You may see death in my oasis, but allure always comes with a price. Besides most my blossoms are only dangerous if someone consumes them. Your brothers have enough brain cells to know not to touch my garden.” She stated before watering the Aconitum. Subaru will never admit this, but watching the girl work was adorable. Sometimes he would spy on her from a secret hiding place and catch (Name) talking to the blooms. “If it will soothe your nerves I do take care of none deadly flora.” (Name) reminded Subaru by pointing to the healthy and vibrant white roses.


“Beks, I’m not too sure about this,” Y/N told their best friend as she dragged them along.
“Oh come on, it’ll be fun.”
“Last time you said that, you ripped out three vampire hearts, so excuse me for being a bit nervous.”
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every time i rewatch s3, i get angrier over how badly the whole faith situation was handled. like, they all talk a big game about how obviously fucked-up she is, and then promptly and heroically… nothing to help. so much of her behavior screams “i’ve been abused and am coping poorly!” (some highlights in this amazing/awful gifset), and nobody seems to care except for when it’s inconveniencing them. she’s treated more like a problem than a person. 

when she kills the mayor’s aide, everybody flies into a tizzy about how she’s Gone Crazy and Crossed A Line, completely ignoring the fact that it was an accident, and the dude was fucking running with vampires. excuse me for not paying for the funeral. and if you’re so freaked about how she’ll handle this, why not, say, help her handle it instead of condemning her when she has the slightest bit of trouble admitting she’s wrong(survivor-code for being vulnerable).

the whole cast says she’s unstable and could easily end up in a bad place, but i can think of maybe two people who actually try to help her, and they? ARE NOT AUTHORITY FIGURES. you know, those people who are responsible for helping kids grow up successfully. oh, wait, wait, no. i’m wrong. there is an authority figure who showed her kindness, who made her feel valued when she thought she was nothing. and he was fucking evil. i mean, she had to turn to the guy who wants to eat the town for support and you guys are shocked she hates you?

The Course of True Love Never Did Run Smooth (Chapter One)

Summary: Although the Association of Supernatural Species (yes…A.S.S.) brought together all the various magical beings for conferences they didn’t much mingle. At least not until Phil met Dan. Pastel!Vampire!Phil and Punk!Fairy!Dan

Warnings: Violence, smut, noncon touching in later chapters.

Title is from A Midsummer’s Night Dream

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