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caution! mdni 1k wrdz, suggestive content
miffy’s note hi bbies! just a drabble to get him out my head. it’s unedited bc this is nawt serious and i am not expecting any sort of traction 😭 this for me!!! enjoy or don’t
adrian “the alucaurd” tepes.
a blond beauty. tall, charming, witty, and with the most dazzling amber eyes.
the same amber eyes that are unfortunately, avoiding your gaze.
you like to pretend it’s not you who’s caused these chains of events but are you really to blame? all you ever do now is sit behind the castle walls and entertain yourself where you can.
sure, there’s a whole village just outside the door being built from the ground up. sure, you could set aside your personal feelings and help but why would you? after months and months of defending yourself against night creatures, foraging, and forgetting any hygiene you previously had, sitting pretty in proper heating with access to clean water had you more spoiled than you’d like to admit.
and you can trust adrian has noticed, too.
“you’ve changed,” is what he would say with a tut of his tongue when you demand a hot bath with goat-milk soap and of course he complies. who is he to deny such a pretty girl who usually speaks such sweet words.
never in his several hundred years of living could he imagine ever bending to the will of a human but he can’t help it when it comes to you. it just feels so right . . . and also keeps you quiet.
unlike now. now, you’re bored, antsy, and finding the solution to your problems in harassing your lover.
“alucard,” your drawl, dragging the tips of your fingers against the wooden table stationed by the lounge chair you’re in. you’re all curled up, knees to your chest and head dangling off the armrest.
you can see him across the room, see the pained irritation that briefly crosses his face before it’s all released with a sigh. “please, just adrian. there’s no need for such formalities.”
he flips the page of the book he’s buried his nose so deep in without sparing a glance at you. adrian isn’t an idiot. for as long as he’s lived, he’s quite far from it. he’s already aware of what’s sure to come if you’re given too much of his attention and he’s not in the mood to entertain it.
“okay. adrian, is there not a better way to pass the time? i’ve grown very tired of sleeping and all of my friends are too busy for me.” you sit up up a swift motion. your curls move in accordance and dust the back of your neck.
“perhaps you would be more delighted if you’d help them with their duties,” adrian says. it comes out more of a mumble, dulcified by his smooth way of speaking.
you can only roll your eyes and settle into a new position, throwing your legs over the chair and resting your head atop the coffee table. you swear you’ve read every book on the shelf, explored every book and cranny in the castle. you can feel your beauty wasting away the longer you sit and do nothing. “how about you do something for me, for once. suggest something i can do.”
“i do everything for you and you know that. now, i’m going to ignore you.” there’s a chuckle in his voice, light and airy. as if there’s anything funny about the disastrous situation you’re in. a castle, just to yourselves, and he won’t a single thing with you.
you huff and puff, placing your feet onto the hand-stitched rug beneath you. “you’re not serious. you can’t be.” your pillow soft lips are already fixed into a pout and even more so when you’re met with absolute silence.
not even a glance.
“adrian tepes!” you’re on your feet and marching to his side before you can even think, hands planted firmly on your hips and ready to give him a scolding.
it’s only when you’re standing beside him that he cannot ignore your presence. in fact, adrian graces you with a smile, fangs just barely visibly. “mrs. tepes,” his hand comes around your waist to rest on your back, “you’re being unreasonable.”
the cheeks of your face flush with a heat you’ve only ever felt with him. you curl your lips in on each other to disguise your growing smile. the shyness hits your body all at once and you’re at a loss for words.
“is it not my job to give the kind people resources and knowledge they’ve lost over the years? if they’re going to rebuild their village, they should be properly equipped. i am sharing my land, after all.” adrian gathers you into his lap, sweeping the fabric of your long nightgown out of the way and smoothening it out.
the silence is palpable and never-ending. it’s prompting a response, one that you’re nearly obliged to give.
“well . . ., yeah.” your press the palm of your hand against your lips in an act of both defiance and guilt. you’re wrong and you know you’re wrong. you don’t need an old vampire to explain it to you.
his fingers dance along the silk, sliding the fabric along your thighs. it brings a subtle chill down your spine and prickles goosebumps on the surface of your skin. “yeah. so this tantrum you’re experiencing, it’s unreasonable. will you allow me ten minutes? please?”
there’s a moment where you consider saying no. the pretty little thoughts in your head whir and whir with the possibilities. saying no and what? he’d listen? adrian is a bit of pushover but he’s not dense. he wouldn’t do everything your heart desires. of course, you could always agree and end up alone, ignored, and pushed aside. you’re pursing your lips again, already ready to voice your opinions but your words get caught in your throat.
you’re choking on them when the same fleeting fingers are hiking up the hem of your dress, skimming along your inner thigh. sneaky badtard he is, using unfair advantages.
“adrian,” you mewl, grasping at his forearm in an attempt to stop him from progressing. “it’s unfair.”
he simpers, his attention delving into the many words floating on the stiff paper bound together by string and a cover. “you poor thing.” adrian’s fingers hike further and further until they’re ghosting over your clothed clit, throbbing in anticipation.
“can’t sit still for even a moment. should i give you something to whine about?” adrian flicks the book closed with one fluid motion of your wrist. it snaps and becomes a desolate memory in the back of your mind.
there’s a warble that builds in your throat when the pads of his tips move your panties aside and become busy in your sticky cunt. your chest rises and falls with each breath.
any thought you’ve previously had is ripped from your brain when your eyes meet adrien’s. they’re narrow, smirky, and knowing, watching your every move.
you stay like that, seated on his lap and entranced by those amber shaded eyes and perfectly at his disposal, rolling through the pleasure as it comes.
#ੈ✩‧₊˚#castlevania#adrian tepes x black!reader#adrian tepes x reader#adrian tepes#adrian tepes smut#x reader#x black reader
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ohhh the thought of a bridgerton style fic where hobie n reader have premarital and are forced to marry bc she cares about honor and he doesn’t and it’s very angsty and probably a two parter 😵💫 ohhhh the plot and setting and the dresses and the pretty colors
or or crybaby reader!! or both of them together help i can’t stop thinking n i can’t even write it yet (but i will soon :p)
#ੈ✩‧₊˚#hobie x black!reader#hobie smut#hobie brown#x black fem reader#astv hobie#x black reader#hobie x reader#x reader#hobie x y/n
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#ੈ✩‧₊˚#hobie x black!reader#hobie smut#hobie brown#x black fem reader#astv hobie#hobie x reader#hobie x y/n
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in the mood to write but not wanting to write anything too long sooo i feel like you should send thirsts. every time i say this i don’t get any but im hoping this time fr 😭
#ੈ✩‧₊˚#hobie x black!reader#hobie smut#hobie brown#x black fem reader#astv hobie#x black reader#hobie x reader#x reader#hobie x y/n
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i already know what req i’m going to start working on next BUT before i get to it i have a commission to work on now that tiramisu is finally out my drafts and not giving me so much guilt for not finishing it so sit tight :D i’ll brb
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y’all are gonna hate me in a second . . . just say thank you miffy
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i don’t work tuesday so hopefullyyyyy something will get done about this hobie fic
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take this treat while i try to figure out my writers block 🤕🤕
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Reader whose spoiled, stubborn, and hates being told what to do meets hobie who is more than willing to break her in and get her to be his little dumb cum slut. 👀👀
untitled :p
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writing the next fic and so farrrr i really like it but it’s from bie’s pov sooo?? as of rn it is and im like basically at the smut so be excited
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peppermint patty is doneeeee!
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n actually salted caramel is now renamed peppermint patty thanks
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