#vampire Keith

[lunewarden]

Vampy keef and werewolf lonce for halloween

[haibunnyy]

Started with some Vampire Keith x Vampire Hunter Lance and some ended up with Klance x Owari no seraph in 2024?!?!

Part 1 | Part 2

Redraw of this scene from one of my favorite anime!

Also don’t worry yall, Keith’s a vampire in this AU therefore getting stabbed in the chest is no biggie lol

[bbry-marmalade]

Some sketches I did on Magma hosted by Sylvia :]

[autisticlancemcclain]

Cool fingers press lightly into his skin, yanking him from sleep. A hand shakes his shoulder. He clings stubbornly to the last dredges of unconsciousness, desperately trying to ignore the disturbance.

“Keith. Keith. Keith, baby. Get up.”

Unfortunately, this disturbance cannot be ignored.

G-d, Keith fucking hates Halloween.

“What, Lance,” he groans, flailing around blindly for a pillow and smacking it over his head. Lance waits a second, allowing naive hope to bloom in Keith’s unmoving chest, before wrenching the pillow away. Keith opens his eyes just to glare at him. “It’s one in the afternoon!”

Lance’s smile is bright and beautiful. It’s too early for that kind of shit. Keith can’t tear his eyes away.

“I changed my mind about tonight.”

Keith blinks. “…Really?”

That’s…unusual. Lance loves Halloween. Keith has been grumbling about it for decades, but his husband has never swayed, dragging Keith gleefully to pumpkin patches and Target and various thrift stores to prepare for a night of handing out candy to demanding children and teenagers alike. Keith carves a stupid pumpkin every single year. He flies up to the roof to overdecorate and Lance’s fathoming. He dumps overpriced and overpackaged candy into a stupid novelty bucket. He refrains from tearing the doorbell off the doorframe in flinging it into space. He caves, essentially, to every single one of Lance’s whims.

He used to make entire nations cower by baring his teeth. What has become of him, truly.

“I don’t. Actually. Detest this stupid holiday down to my bones,” Keith admits hesitantly, dragging himself so he’s sitting upright. “I mean, well. I do. It’s dumb and cheesy and stupid. But. You love it, so.” He is suddenly sick to his stomach, realizing that all his grumbling might have actually dimmed Lance’s adoration for Halloween, his love for all the silly traditions. As much as he’d rather not have Twilight wannabes and plucky princesses stomping all around his house all night, he will endure it for the way Lance bounces with excitement every ring of the doorbell. He has for over half a century. He thought Lance knew that.

But thankfully there is no heaviness Keith can find in Lance’s expression, no sadness dropping his shoulders. His brown eyes sparkle with the same flash of mischief they usually do; if anything they glow a little brighter, shine a little more golden in the late afternoon sun.

“Oh, please,” he says warmly, flicking the bridge of Keith’s nose. Keith’s affection, however masked, is noted. Keith lets out a sigh of relief. “If the entirety of the western world up and forgot Halloween had any meaning then you would be smug for the next two centuries, you scrooge.”

Keith inclines his head. This is true. “Then why don’t you want to hand out candy this year?”

Too energetic to be still any longer, Lance brushes his knuckles against Keith’s cheek and gets to his feet, spinning towards the window and resting dramatically upon the frame.

“Well,” he says, hand brandished theatrically on his hip, “you know how Pidge can change her appearance for tricks?”

Understanding dawns on Keith. He groans, loudly, falling back onto the mattress and throwing the duvet over his face.

“No, Lance.”

His husband isn’t deterred in the slightest. “Yes!”

“I refuse. Pidge will refuse!”

“Think of Hana! You know Shiro has her dressed as a fat baby pumpkin. You know it, Keith. Think of how cute that will be.”

That will be cute. This is true. But, as Lance so often likes to point out, they live in the age of technology. Keith is sure he will get a slew of pictures of his niece in a pumpkin costume in the next few hours.

“I’m going back to sleep. Good night.”

“Sun’s high in the sky, Count von Count.” Lance yanks the blanket from Keith grip. His smile is wide and victorious when Keith looks at him, because he knows damn well the only reason he could pull back that blanket was because Keith let him.

He knows he’s won. Keith hisses at him.

“Come on,” Lance coaxes, leaning down to kiss Keith gently. “Don’t think of it as us trick or treating. Think of it as…stealing candy from babies! We’re taking the opportunity from some kid, no? Making less to go around?”

“That’s a horrible way to put it,” Keith grumps, even though it isn’t and it’s actually really funny and Keith is furious at himself for the laugh he chokes down. “This is so stupid. We can buy our own candy, Lance.”

“But trick or treat candy has —”

“Do not say there’s magic in it.”

“—magic in it,” Lance finishes, snickering. “And lots of it.”

He shrieks as Keith lunges forward, jabbing him in the ribs until he’s breathless with laughter and protest and pinning his wrists to the mattress. He struggles against Keith’s hold, uselessly, because Keith’s grip is stronger than iron shackles and he’s too weak from giggles to put up a fight. Keith rolls his eyes at his own smile at the sound.

“That is such a dumbass reason,” he says, exasperated.

“It’s real, though,” Lance insists. “The act of freely giving a possession —”

“—imbues it with the power of good will, yeah, yeah, I know.” He leans down and bites the tongue Lance has stuck out on him, smiling slightly at how quickly the witch relents, how quickly he melts into him. Affection bleeds from him in full, Keith finds. Sometimes so potently it changes the weight of the air.

“We can gather everyone up and look like a whole crew,” Lance mumbles against his lips. “Hana in her little pumpkin. Pidge can probably pull off a ten year old without even shifting. Allura and Hunk technically haven’t aged past their teens.”

“Allura is five thousand years old,” Keith grumbles. “At least. She’s an empress. She’s too dignified for this bullshit. She houses Ra.”

“She’ll think this whole thing is funny and you know it.”

Keith sighs. “Yeah, I know.” He kisses Lance one last time before sitting up, letting his husband wiggle out of his hold and buzz around their bedroom to get ready. He draws a line through the air, pulling back the fabric of space with sparks of electric grin, and digs around the little pocket for a moment. It becomes quickly apparent as he extracts two intricately made, exaggerated costumes of a cartoon witch and vampire, that this has been the plan for a while and his husband had no doubts about Keith’s begrudging acceptance.

“I have more costumes for everyone else,” Lance says excitedly. “They’re stereotypical and gaudy and horrible. They took me hours. I can’t wait.”

“You’re a goober,” Keith says fondly. Lance beams back at him. “Let’s go get some stupid candy.”

———

the halloween verse

[freckled-moss]

A Night Out

[vee-is-a-clown]

"Which is the vamp and which is the werewolf?"

Actually, both Keith and Lance are vampires and are trying desperately to hide the fact that they're vampires while also trying to figure out if the other is a vampire while hilarious antics ensue.

[alkaemyy]

YEIIII i can finally post my piece for sanbika's fic The Devil Between Us for the #klance mini-bang go follow the amazing author on twitter (@san_bika)

link for the fic on ao3 -> https://archiveofourown.org/works/51346204/chapters/129743791

[oliveden]

he's twenty-one and just establishing his position in plaht city when it happens.

having a couple of humans or vampires come into his bar for a fight? it's not exactly an everyday occurrence, but at this point, keith's used to it.

having a group of hunters track down where he lives and ambush him right outside of his building, however, is new.

the fight is bloody and raw and with none of the finesse that keith usually holds. they've got numbers but he has strength, and in the end he wins.

it doesn't feel like much of a victory when he ends up slumped over on the ground, bleeding profusely from his cheek. he's pretty sure someone stabbed him in the stomach, and it hurts enough he can't be sure it's not fatal.

keith knows that there's no way a human can heal from this. a vampire, however, could. and it goes against everything he's ever been told by his father, but the only thing that could possibly save him now is blood.

[keithisgay-ao3]

vampire jaith au

Keith as Vampire (obvi) living in New Orleans, is out hunting one night and encounters James, an WW2 Army solider.

He and Keith talk for hours, learning that James enlisted on his own volition when he turned 18, and is from Georgia. Keith finds his accent adorable, saying as much. It earns him a blush and bashful smile.

James insists on walking Keith back to his house, where Keith invites his inside. James declines, tells him that he's in no state to invite him in. But, they could meet again? His ship doesn't leave for a few more days. So the two meet the next night, talking some more. Keith successfully seduces James, yet doesn't drain him. The third night, they meet again, and Keith shows James his study, once again indulging in conversation and more. Still, he doesn't drain him.

James leaves him with a kiss goodbye, promising to visit once they win. Keith convinces himself the only reason he didn't drain him is bc they've been seen together too much, and it'd be suspicious if James went missing. James ships out the next morning.

Over the next six years, Keith thinks of James often. Keeping up with news of the war, scouring the papers for any mention of his name. In this time, he meets Romelle, a French vampire who arrived on a refugee ship, feeding on her fellow passengers. He takes her in, allowing her to work in his bookstore. The two act as siblings, their fair complexions and similar eyes helping them sell the lie.

Two years after the war ends, James comes back. He and Keith date for a while, James figures out on his own that Keith's a vampire. Keith offers to turn him, so they can be together forever. After some debate, James asks Keith to turn him. So he does....

[kyri45]

❤️Red&Blue💙 prints series by @kyri45 (2024 edition)

2025 edition here!

[thespicycrab]

@SPAMOFEDITS on TikTok

[dollielament]

Mi Gente 🎉🎉🎉

also I forgot to do Capricorn and Aquarius, I’ll do them soon :’3

Characters Listed:

Ukyo - Amnesia

Roy Invida - Court of Darkness

Hideyoshi Toyotomi - Ikemen Sengoku

Knight - Court of Darkness

Johann Georg Faust - Ikemen Vampire

Keith Howell - Ikemen Prince

Loki Genetta - Ikemen Revolution

Marcel - Angelique

Azul Ashengrotto - Twisted Wonderland

Rafayel - Love and Deepspace

Kei Okazaki - Collar x Malice

Victor - Ikemen Villains

Sebek Zigvolt - Twisted Wonderland

Jin Grandet - Ikemen Prince

Beelzebub - Obey Me

Belphegor - Obey Me

Yoosung Kim - Mystic Messenger

Keiji Maeda - Ikemen Sengoku

Laito Sakamaki - Diabolik Lovers

[jiveyuncle]

Random stuff from a Vampire!Keith canonverse fic I’ve had sitting half-finished in my drafts for the last year and a half. Sharing the art bc idk if it’ll ever see the light of day

[delokami]

Some more Halloween klance 🫶🏻🙇‍♀️ (first one Lance is using lipstick to paint a clown face on Keith but Keith kept kissing him and Lance had to keep redoing it lol, then the second is Keith as a vampire and Lance as a werewolf, Lance is showing how both have fangs :3 )

[klance-daydreams]

happy spooky season klance nation 🦇🎃

[harbek]

Been watching Keith Ballard aka @marrowhyena's youtube videos for almost a decade now and been meaning to make some art.

So here's a painting of Marrow in Vampire Survivors.

Also my first piece of furry art that I'm actually satisfied with!