#vampire problems

[count-not-dracula]

I thought he was going to peg me but it wasn’t a strap in his bag. It was a wooden stake.

#vampire problems #two sentence horror

[they-call-me-veral]

Callisto may not be Astarion's biggest fan but she would never let anyone go hungry, even if they are a pompous windbag

#art #fanart #my art #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate iii #astarion #bg3 tav #vampire problems #he's lucky she's a drow and she can take a little pain

[flirting-with-suicide]

Being a vampire goth is having all my colleagues gather round me in fascination at how pale i am and then have them gasp in horror when i show them how pale my skin that doesn't see sun is

#they were aghast #vampire goth #vampire aesthetic #vampire core #vampire problems #vampire posting #vampire #goth stuff #goth aesthetic #goth

[box-tunnel-pod]

#hal yorke #lord hal #Damien Molony #being human #being human uk #vampire #vampire problems

[kahluah]

Dracula Daily post

I haven't read the book before, and I got too busy to keep up with dracula daily last year, so this is my first time seeing this...

Did he kill everyone on the boat again, and now it's just out there not being steered again, and he is trying to magic it into port again?????

#dracula daily #like part of me so thinks he has a ruse of some kind #but this is like deja vu in a way #tfw you kill the whole crew and now there is nobody to street the gosh dang boat #vampire problems

[petty-d4bblr]

Lmao

#jesse custer #proinsias cassidy #vampire problems #preacher #dc vertigo #dc comics #lmao #it's not what you think farmer honest #he was just eating your livestock not interfering with it!

[delumixe]

buses need to be more vampire friendly. way too much sunlight leaking in. im not gonna open my umbrella in a bus so they need to make the windows lower, i think

#text post #vampire problems #vampire posting

[shark-smuggler]

next time i go to a restaurant and ask if something has garlic i should tell the waiter im a vampire instead of explaining that im allergic to garlic

#shark smuggler alert 🚨 #garlic allergy #vampire problems #i don't want yo annoy the waiter tho

[count-not-dracula]

When I’m angry I like to bite the drywall

#vampire problems #vampires

[thedarknesssings]

Prompt 2:  Close Enough

Prompt 2:  Bolt - FFXIV Write 2022 Characters: Seviere, Arafel, Omarus and Louvel.  Louvel belongs to @louvel-roche​ and is used with permission from his player. Content Warning: Violence, cursing.

“Did you think I wouldn’t recognize you?”

The bard’s voice was soft but not lacking in any strength. Seviere’s question echoed down the Hall with ease, the place had been designed for sound.  The White Hall rose up around him, the pillars of white marble blending into the walls, floor, and ceiling built of the same material.  Despite having sunken into the earth during the cataclysm, the Hall was still as ostentatious as the man that owned the place.  

That very man waited on a dais at the far end of the hall where a single throne stood.  Arafel eased out of the chair, crimson eyes smiling and leather creaking. His hands folded behind his back, hiding the long digits with their blackened tips and strange claw-like nails.  Seviere’s eyes narrowed, a huff of irritation emerging.  And to think he trusted this man.

Omarus stepped out from between the pillars, a gloved hand latching on to Seviere’s upper arm and stalling his march down the Hall.  “Sevi.  What -are- you going on about?”  The posh garlean accent grated on Seviere’s nerves, and he turned on the artisan with a low pitched growl.

“Stay out of this, Omarus.”  Anger when it took in the bard was a volatile thing.  So much he was able to withstand. Pain, torment, anguish, these things he had learned to take at the hands of his father and those habits had carried on into those beyond his father.  The one thing he couldn’t stand was harm done to those he cared about.  

The garlean artisan’s lips parted and Seviere was prepared for the arguments he fully expected out of the man.  They both owed Arafel, both protected him, both hid his secrets from the outside world.  Seviere’s other arm shifted, just enough for Omarus to notice the arrow clasped in his hand.  The shaft was wood with a pointed head forged of silver.  Omarus frowned but stepped back, hand sliding away.  

“Don’t.”  Omarus murmured, a hint of sorrow in his sweet blue eyes.  “Nothing good will come from this.”

“He should have thought of that before choosing to side with that -fucking- clown.” The curse word snapped like a bolt of lightning from Seviere’s lips.  The bard stalked a few more steps down the Hall, his black and white gaze settling firmly onto Arafel’s waiting form.  “Or did you hire him?”

“Ah, my dear, Seviere.”  Arafel slinked down the few steps off the dais, his hands splaying to either side.  “You have a trail of besotted idiots in your wake and you haven’t a clue, do you?  That voice of yours.  Charms the birds from the sky and the fish out of the sea.”

His fingers itched for his bow.  Lodging an arrow in this vain monster would have been far easier with one, but the one stolen from him he hadn’t replaced yet.  His chin dipped, eyes narrowing, and pace quickening.  Black lips peeled back from white teeth, a sneer twisting his expression.  

“You should never have involved Louvel.”  

Seviere’s arm arced through the air, the arrow aimed for Arafel’s chest.  Whatever hope he had in this plan was crushed when Arafel’s hand lifted and latched onto his forearm like a vice.  The two clashed, body against body, grin for grimace, grunt for groan.  A sharp crack sounded and the arrow clattered to the marble ground.  

“The duskwight stole from me, Seviere.  He owes me.”  Arafel released Seviere, shoving him back from him. He wiped his hands down his slacks.  “And so do you.”

The arm was clutched against Seviere’s chest, hand curled protectively around his forearm.  The ache was nearly blinding, his lips parted to allow for the quick swallows of air.  His brows were knit together, pain etched into his porcelain features.  His eyes lifted to meet the monster’s imperious gaze. Words sat on the edge of his tongue.

The sudden widening of Arafel’s eyes stayed his harsh comments.  The dark haired elezen lurched forward a pace, hands rising and hovering in the air, fingers spread. Uncertainty, shock halted Arafel in place.  Behind him, Seviere caught the sight of platinum blond hair and the swish of a storm blue coat when Omarus turned away to flee into the darkness of the halls beyond.  

“A-arafel?”  Seviere stepped forward, forgetting the ache in his arm in order to catch the Ishgardian when he toppled toward him.  

“How could you–”  Arafel’s voice died before the sentence ever finished.  The light in his crimson eyes dimmed, but did not go out.  He went still in Seviere’s arms, deathly still.  

The bard’s gaze moved to the sight of the arrow impaled neatly into Arafel’s back.  Omarus must have picked it up when they were too busy to notice him.  Fuck, now what did he do?  He couldn’t just leave Arafel there.  Not if he wanted him to stay down.  The silver and the wood of the arrow acted in the same way a stake would, it incompacitated him but would not outright kill Arafel.  

“Sevi?  Seviere!”  A voice echoed down the White Hall from the direction of the entrance tunnel.  

“Louvel!  Here. I’m here.”  He called back to the duskwight, pleasure filling his panic stricken gaze.  He had wanted this, but in truth, he hadn’t thought as far as actually achieving his goal.  “I need your help.  We need somewhere secure to stash Arafel.”

Seviere glanced back where Omarus had vanished.  Louvel’s stronger figure made easy work of hauling the comatose Ishgardian up off the bard’s lap.  

“Are you alright?”  Louvel skidded to a halt barely a pace away from the pile of elezen the pair made on the floor.  The sun and moon of his eyes scanned over them, more so Seviere, in search of answers to what had happened.  “What did you do?”  Louvel’s voice was both somehow curious and stern.  Arrows stuck in people weren't exactly new when it came to Seviere’s mood swings.

“It–it wasn’t me.” 

Wide black and white eyes snapped back to Louvel’s face. He scrambled up off the floor to follow him down the Hall toward the tunnel exit.  Once Arafel was secure, he’d come back to find Omarus.  In the meantime, he had to convince his husband he wasn’t to blame in the end.  

Just to start.

#FFxivWrite2022 #Prompt 2 #ffxiv writers #writers on tumblr #Seviere #Louvel #Arafel #Omarus #vampire problems #short story #vignette

[flirting-with-suicide]

How do i look my colleagues in the eye and tell them i spend my free time roleplaying as a vampire on the internet so i dont kill myself

#also some gender reasons but you get the point #vampire posting #vampire problems #vampire goth #vampire #goth

[somnambulic-thing]

the moment when you realize you edited a picture for hours with the brightness turned low on your tablet and then upload the thing and see it hours later on a screen with the actual brightness...

Wow...

#vampire problems #my screens are always DARK #woops #somna talks #need to fix that

[guybitesatgames]

Fuck if I don't need to fix my sleep schedule.

I thought the wind chime was being melodic as hell - a little too melodic. The forces of nature are really out there making music, recognizable music. This can't be right.

Finally I realize it's my early riser roommate's 4AM alarm, and I'm still trying to squeeze focus time into art.

#vampire problems

[pizzacrustdisposal]

Vampires that knock over your trash cans and tap on your windows all night until you get so tired and so annoyed that you just let them in

Thoughts?

no thoughts only shootgun

#the moment they’re looking down two barrels they’ll take off #might not kill them but wouldn’t having a gaping hole in your chest and not being able to die from it be a fate worse than death? #sorry I’m from yee yee territory #and this is a universal solution! #if there’s some supernatural entity rifling through ur trash just to piss u off #break out the shotgun! #gun tw #violence tw #ask to tag #thanks for the ask! #pizza crust delivery #pizzacrustdisposal #vampire #vampire slayer #vampire prevention #vampire problems

[h31fd3ad]

“How did you get in!? You’re a vampire and no one invited you!?”

“well you see I invited myself in”

“…”

“I know right like why didn’t I think of that before”

#vampire #vampirism #vampire core #vampire problems #mine

[sunflxwerelfgirl]

Blood of my enemies but make it cute

#vampire problems #vampire life #vampirism #vampire #vampirecore #vampire culture #vampire witch #vampiric witch #vampiric #Dracula #nosferatu #vampirekin