#vtmb vandal

[mortifying-macaroni]

Ghoul boys are back in town!

[bloodshotgun]

my favorite ghoul

[vihainenkissa]

Thanks, I'm good

[vampire-the-askerade]

vandal cleaver when the fledgling tells him they love him [:

[I know I have been saying this a lot, but I kinda went nuts with this. Nothing too intimate, at least traditionally, but I marked it as mature to do my due diligence of protecting the children and all that]

You can’t believe you were that stupid.

To be fair you didn’t mean to say it out loud, but nonetheless, you did. You had gone to the blood bank and saw your favorite ghoul there. “Hey, there’s my favorite customer. Too skittish to go hunting tonight? Or, did you just miss me that much?” Vandal mused when he saw you through his service window.

“I could always go somewhere else.” You shrugged and acted like you were about to leave.

“Aw, don’t be like that. You know you can’t get what I offer anywhere else. At least not easily.” He insisted, a smile crinkling the bottoms of his perpetually piercing eyes.

“Hm, I’m not sure.” You teased as you pretended to think.

“Oh, come on! I’ll even sweeten the deal for you. Got some new blood just this evening. I’ll let you dip into that and sell the old stuff to the next stiff that shambles in here.” He almost sang his offer to make it more tempting. Vandal reached into the cooler he kept under his desk, pulled a bag out, and sat it on his side of the counter. “We both know you need it.”

You shelled out the usual amount of cash for a bag and slid it under the hole in the window. Just before you could pull your hand back he grabbed it. You were about to question what he was doing when he placed your hand on top of the blood bag and slipped one of the $20s between them. It was faint, but you could almost swear that he brushed his thumb across yours as he was pulling his hand away.

“Regular’s discount. Go buy yourself something nice.” Vandal teased as he placed the money into the case that went to the Voermans at the end of the week. “That’s not going to get you in trouble is it?” You asked as you left the bill on the counter for now. “Hm? Oh, please! I know how not to come up short. I’ll just charge the next extra for the old stuff. I mean it. Go buy yourself something. Just think about what you could do with a nice set of pliers.”

There wasn’t any reason that you could think of for him to suggest pliers of all things, nor why he gave the suggestion so wistfully. It did cause you to give a short laugh and take the money back. “God, I love you!” You chuckled as you put the money into your wallet. When you looked up you saw that Vandal looked confused about something.

“Are you serious?” He asked in a tone that you couldn’t get a read on.

“Well, uh… y-yeah. I guess I am.” You admit sheepishly.

“Gross,” Vandal replied in a short monotone.

You never excused yourself faster from somewhere in your life or your unlife. He had already told you a while ago that he wasn’t interested in anyone at the moment, especially not a vampire after all the stuff the Voermans had put him through. But, it slipped out, and all you could do was confirm it after the fact. It was a good thing that you got this bag at a discount; that made it twenty dollars less painful that you could never show your face at the blood bank of Santa Monica again.

It has been about a week since then, and with the bag that you had and a rather uneventful week, you only had to go out once to feed. This was actually worse because all you had to do was to sit in your dingy, little apartment and think; mostly about what happened. Just when you were starting to think that would be your schedule for tonight as well, there was a firm knock, almost a pounding at your door.

There was no one that you could think of that knew where your haven was, or at least no one that would come there instead of sending you a message. So, you cautiously walked over to your door with plans to take them out if you had to.

Before you could open it, you heard the voice of a familiar and very pissed-off nurse. “Open the door, would you! I know you’re in there!”

Hesitantly, you did. Sure enough, Vandal’s face looked as angry as his voice sounded.

“Where the hell have you been?” He sneered as he pushed his way past you and into your apartment.

“Hey, you can’t-“

“Yes. I can.” Vandal cut in very pointedly. And, you knew that he was right.

If there was ever a ghoul that wasn’t afraid of vampires it would be Vandal Cleaver. Not to mention that he knew that if anything were ever to happen to him, Therese would raise hell. It wasn’t that the two of them were very fond of each other, but rather he was the only person she could get to run that little side business of hers in the hospital’s grave shift.

“Now, I’m not going anywhere until I get some goddamn answers. You can’t just say what you did then disappear for a week!” Vandal scolded like one would a teenager who just got back an hour later than curfew. “How am I supposed to take that, huh?”

“Well, how was I supposed to take what you said?” You snapped back. “I, admittedly accidentally, told you how I felt, and you said, ‘Gross.’ Why would I think you would want me to come back?”

Now Vandal seemed more annoyed than angry. “Oh, my god.” He groaned. “You’re so fucking sensitive!” While he was grumbling to himself, he opened your fridge and scoffed when he didn’t see anything in there. Closing the door, he walked over to you. “Look, you say you love me- right?” You huffed and looked away from him. “Don’t be like that. We both heard you say it.” He teased and squished your cheeks a few times before you swatted his hand away. “Well, if you know me well enough to love me, then you should know me well enough to know I just say shit sometimes. Not much of a filter there.”

When that explanation didn’t seem to cut it for you, Vandal switched tactics. “Besides, when have I ever been known to be squeamish when it comes to vile, new experiences?” He grabbed you and leaned you backward in his hold with a surprising amount of strength even for a ghoul, and hummed, “Like this, perhaps.”

The next thing you knew he was kissing you in the same manner that he did everything in his life: like a madman.

You were stunned for the first good bit of this, but that didn’t seem to deter him. And, once you did start to kiss him back, Vandal started to giggle uncontrollably into said kisses. Not long after you had started to return his affections, it seemed that his hold finally gave out, and the two of you tumbled onto the floor.

“Vandal!” You whined as he didn’t even stop to see if you were fine after cushioning both your falls.

“You’ll live.” He laughed as he gave another deep kiss followed by a quick peck before sitting up. He was still sitting on your hips, so you were pinned down as he reached down to grab the hem of his scrubs shirt and then pulled it over his head and toss it across the room. His body wasn’t that of a weight lifter, but it was what people would consider in shape, if not a bit skinny.

“Vandal, what are you-“

“Bite me.” He interrupted. You would have thought it was an insult were it not for the way he rasped it out.

“Are you sure?” You questioned. “I thought that you didn’t like being a part of all this sort of…vampire stuff.” Vandal let out a whine when you didn’t agree immediately. You propped yourself up on your elbows and continued, “And what about T-“

There was suddenly a hand over your mouth. “Do Not. Ruin. The Mood.” He warned darkly. This change went by in a flash and he was suddenly back to his simpering. “It’s different with you. I want you to do it. God, do I want you to do it. Just pick a spot a bite as hard as you can.” He sat you up and took your hands to run them all around his torso and back in an effort to help you find somewhere to sink your teeth in. “Bite me. We both know you need it. Please.”

It was that sad, little please that pushed you into action as well as fighting off the urge to completely snap. Though he had given you dealer’s choice, you noticed how his hands kept leading yours to the spot just above his second to last rib.

You could take a hint. And, though that might not be the best place to get a lot of blood, there was a bit of a give-and-take to the process. You ran your fingers over the spot as you debated what the best way to get to it was, causing Vandal to practically start vibrating as he eagerly waited for your response.

“Alright. Get up on the bed, and…”

Before you could even finish, he was lying on his side on your bed, arm stretched up and over his head to give you more room to work with. He must have been thinking of how to do this as well and come up with a similar solution to yours.

Moving so that you were kneeling by the bed, you poked and prodded at the area for a minute. Eventually, you pinned down an exact place where he would whimper, almost yelp every time you pressed on it. Usually, that would mean that you needed to find somewhere else, but Vandal was never a usual case.

Your lips brushed over the spot and his breathing quickened in anticipation. When you finally bit into his skin, he made a sound that would give your neighbors the wrong idea if he didn’t bite down on your pillow to muffle it.

Then again, the way that Vandal was biting and gripping onto your pillow as well as the pleasantly lightheaded warmth washing over the both of you, perhaps what your neighbors were thinking wasn’t too far from the actual truth.

“Taste…familiar?” Vandal managed to pant out once he was finally able to trust his mouth being free again.

“Hm?” You questioned without stopping your drinking.

“The… blood. My blood.” He swallowed thickly. “How I’ve been- ah- oh, it all been me! I’ve been… giving- You’ve mostly been... drinking from me~” his voice rose a pitch or two when you bit harder. “A little bit of me is- always with you now…” Vandal mumbled to himself as he was getting loopier by the second.

That was your cue that he was reaching his giving limit for the night, so you unlatched your teeth, careful to make sure your fangs were all the way out, and gave the abused, already bruising circle of punctured skin a final brush of your tongue. Vandal, though bleary at best, felt you starting to leave the spot, so his hand shot down from the pillow to grab your hair and push you back.

Even though ghouls were stronger than humans, they still weren’t as strong as kindred, especially after blood loss. So, you were able to remove his hand from your head rather easily. Once you had, you stood up, stepped over him, and stretched out beside him on the bed.

“Really?” Vandal managed to still sound sarcastic, even through his haze. However, it wasn’t lost on you that he shuffled right up next to you despite his tone.

You rested a hand on his side, fingers brushing against the teeth marks in his skin, causing him to hum contentedly. “Yeah, I need to stretch out my legs. My knees hurt.” That lead him to snicker like a twelve-year-old in health class.

“Oh, grow up!” You scold as you pinch a bit higher on his ribs.

The both of you just lied there, while you listened to the sound of his surprisingly calm breathing. Every once in a while your fingers would brush back over the spot, and his breath would hitch softly leading into a contented sigh, before his breathing would even out again. Then, something occurred to you that hadn’t before.

“Vandal?”

“Mmm-hmmm?”

“How did you know where I live?”

Vandal snuggled his back even more into you, pulled your hand up to place a kiss on each finger, and sing-songed, “I love you~” before breaking into a fit of drowsy, manic giggles.

[ansticia]

Seems I've got the worst taste in men ever

[tremere-chantry]

Ghouls

A childe is forever — a ghoul is only for as long as it suits you.

[feyspeaker]

NEW MESSAGE To: Queen Bitch Fresh nectar in stock, Mistress.

oh, Vandal. another underrated Bloodlines character. this guy's such a little freak.

[socialprawn]

You enter the diner and there he is. Copper smell surrounds him. He knows you cant eat them but offers pancakes anyways. It was hilarious to him

[kmpshitposter]

VTMB SKETCHDUMP [full versions below]

While finishing commissions i found that sketching my fav vtmb characters and listening game's OST is a great way to chill on a late evening

Malkavian male

Even tho i played my malkavian run as a gorl im still obsessed with this skin because it's iconic

I love to imagine his backstory as an edgy 2000s era rockstar, absolutely would draw again

Mitnick

As someone that rarely reads any fanfics I'd call it a "slowburn appreciation", I got into Mitnick on my 2nd playthrough cuz all my attention was on [Nosferatu warrens' theme track]

Something about this silly man with interesting fashion style, i have a couple WIP drawings of him trying to come up with different outfits

Insert orgy band reference 😌

Knox Harrington

Not a vampire yet gained a special place in my heart, he's hilarious and always makes me laugh, also looks like jerma

Not gonna lie it was hard to stylize a basicwhiteman.png

Vandal Cleaver

This guy still creeps me tf out but i can respect it, more of a lil gift to his fans

I made him look like an anime character and enjoyed the process, maybe less scary that way

[aransevla]

Vandal Cleaver (VTMB), by me :^)

Need a fix?

[boghermit]

[asimplefairfolk]

if i had a nickel for every Slightly murderous, violent character with shoulder-length red hair who was associated with cleavers and the Malkavian clan i'd have two nickels, which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it's happened twice

[vampire-the-askerade]

Could you write some domestic fluff with the ghouls please? I love your page btw!!!

[Thanks :) I love writing for the ghouls too! There’s not enough stuff for them]

Heather- She is head over heels for you, so anything that you want to do she is happy with. The thing is though is that she’s quick to do things for you or help you with something that sometimes you have to actively make her sit down. When you do get her to finally rest, usually it’s when she’s tired out. She’s more than happy to sleep during the day just so she can spend as much time with you as possible. Happily snuggles up to you even though you’re not the warmest person.

Mercurio- Fun fact, when you talk to Rosa at the beach, she tells you that he’s one of the only people that you can fully trust in the area. So, his place is absolutely a safe space for you. You ever feel like everyone’s out of get you or things are overwhelming he’s telling you to come over. Totally the type to threaten to beat up anyone that’s bothering you. “Just point me in a direction and give me a bat.” Most of the time he’s just kidding. Other times the only thing that’s keeping him from making good on his threats is that he wants to spend time with you. Also the type to worry over you eating. Not in a fearful way more so like, “Have you eaten tonight? Did you eat enough? I’m gonna run out and get you somethin’.”

Knox- Info-dumps are a big thing here. If he’s not telling you everything that he can about his night then he wants you to tell him about yours. There’s hardly anything that he doesn’t get excited to hear about. If it was something that you did then its totally awesome. More importantly though, he doesn’t feel the need to be so high-ocatain around you. While the whole ditzy thing is part of his personality he does play it up a bit more than it really is as sort of a decoy. He likes that he can just take a breath and calm down with you.

Vandal- He crashes at your place a lot. Turns out that he’s just been sleeping in the break room at the hospital when he could. There was nothing to keep him away from you or the chance to sleep in an actual bed once you offered. Once he shuffles his way into the apartment after a long night of working he’ll just flop onto the bed…whether or not you’re on it. He’ll be right next to you or on top of you while you both just lie there and watch tv. It’s not in a lovely sweet way like Heather though. Rather, he doesn’t have the energy to move so however he lands is where he’s going to stay. He will deny it, but he’s more likely to end up close to you than giving some space; it’s almost like he’s going it on purpose. Smacks you in his sleep sometimes, but that’s on accident as he’s reaching over to feel if you’re still there.

Paul- There’s not much to say about this one because he’s super dead. Bad luck buddy.

Patty- If you want to be that close to Patty, then heaven help you. If she’s not straight out telling everyone that you’re a vampire, then she’s insulting you in one way or another. Very much suggested to leave this one be.

Romero- He’s going to be happy to have someone to spend his nights with him in the graveyard. Not only because he was getting lonely from being by himself all the time, but also he has an extra set of hands for if the zombies get too rowdy. That being said, he will get annoyed if you get in the way on purpose, so be sure not to do so. Other than that, if there’s not much going on, then he’ll be glad to just sit with you on the couch and try to get reception on the old tv in his shack. It’s nice for him to have some down time and indulge in his more romantic side; he is a ghoul of a Toreador after all.

[ansticia]

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Damsel.

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Ming Xiao.

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[thalwhore]

Only three Vandal/Male Fledgling fics on ao3,,,,gonna have to change that.