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nadjasnandor · 9 months
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#what did matthew do
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goryhorroor · 6 months
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day 18 of horror: female vampires
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fictionproblem · 18 days
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EXIT INTERVIEW .
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youhalfwit · 6 months
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You’re out of touch💥
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darklesmylove · 2 months
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enemies to lovers be like
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mon-petit-coeur-noir · 4 months
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gravemud · 2 months
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Renewal
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proxythe · 3 months
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starting the movement that is akihiko is a big fan of the Forehead Touch
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kaislashes · 2 months
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Shadow monster who only comes out in the dark
At first you think it’s just a series of dreams, dark hands and sweet whispers dragging you into the most intense pleasure you’ve ever had, causing you to wake up restless and soaked every night. You truly want to believe that’s what it is when you convince yourself that the bruises scattered across your body start to appear.
After weeks of the same thing happening you decide to let yourself believe maybe someone was sneaking into your home in the late hours while you slept. The thought that a stranger doing such things was more than enough for you to pretend you were asleep. You lay there, eyes closed and taking deep breaths. After what feels like a hour you start to doubt yourself. Maybe you were dreaming.
Suddenly you feel a hand start to creep up your thighs, you gasp quietly.
“So you’ve decided to join me this time?” A deep unsettling voice says.
You open your eyes and try to adjust to the darkness but all you see is a massive shadow leaning over you, it’s enough to make you shriek in fear. The shadow seems taken aback and moves away. “Why are you scared, my love? We’ve spent many nights together, you have nothing to fear.”
So this was the thing who has been haunting your mind and body. “I’m sorry, i just wasnt expecting you to look like that.” You say shyly, still too startled to get any closer to the figure who was now just standing at the foot of your bed, bright white eyes staring intensely.
After a few minutes of silence you’ve decided that he won’t hurt you, he would’ve by now after all your encounters. You move closer, drawling near the end of the bed and extending your hand out. He reaches towards it and locks on. His hand is cold and soft, you pull him back with you and end up laying down with him hovering directly over you.
“I’m happy that you’ve opened your eyes for me, I’ve wanted to look into them since the moment you’ve moved in.” He says, voice starting to sound less intimidating the more you listen.
You reach your hand up and lay it tenderly on his cheek, it feels leathery. He leans into the touch tenderly, seeming as if he’s enjoying the feeling of being caressed. You pull him down slowly and press your lips against him, it sends sparks through you and you hear him chuckle.
I will probably write a part 2 for this soon ! (It will be NSFW)
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knuckie-head · 10 months
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Supportive boyfriends
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goryhorroor · 9 days
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horror sub-genres: vampire
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balkanparamo · 22 days
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Lovers in the Shadow
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justarandomgirly · 1 year
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Hear the screaming? Thats me.
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soracities · 8 months
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Roland Barthes, A Lover's Discourse: Fragments (trans. Richard Howard) [ID in ALT]
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sentientsky · 7 months
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you’re in her dms, im infodumping to her about pathetic middle-aged queer couples from That One Show
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corpsebasil · 1 year
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nightmares and enemies
In which the King and Queen of Ravka realize they care about each other more than they thought.
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You two had always hated each other.
Ever since you’d been engaged, you hated him. He was arrogant—a cocky, peacock of a man—and the sight of him alone made your blood boil. He teased you, finding new and creative ways to constantly piss you off, and you gave it right back. He even went so far one time as to, when you were crouched next to a river washing your face, come up behind you and knock your ass in.
You’d grabbed his ankle and yanked him in after you, of course, but he still laughed about it for days.
Now, though.
The day Nikolai was crowned, the day blood bubbled from your mouth as the entire throne room collapsed under the power of a drugged Grisha, you could’ve sworn he’d been gasping your name beside you. You could’ve sworn he’d reached for your hand, though you’d only felt the tips of his fingers graze yours before you passed out.
And now.
You were married and didn’t even share the same rooms. But somehow he still heard you when you screamed, thrashing awake from a dream in which you were on that dais, your chest so tight you thought you’d never breathe again, but this time it was Nikolai beside you, unconscious, and you couldn’t drag your weak body a single inch towards his.
And then your husband was dead.
You were terrified. You woke with tears in your eyes, heart pounding, still feeling that tightness in your chest. Your bedroom door flew open so fast you screamed again, unsure if you were still dreaming, but the lamp turned on and there he was, rumpled and alarmed, a large knife in his hand. He looked around the room, checking the window and the open closet door, before turning back to face you.
Nikolai’s chest was heaving, his cheeks flushed, and you stared at him in open mouthed shock as he ran his hand over his tired face.
“I thought—“ he started, voice hoarse, and turned away, leaning an arm against the wall. He stayed quiet for a moment, catching his breath, before facing you again and slowly coming to sit on the edge of the bed. “I thought someone broke in.”
“I’m…” you were still staring. He looked as horrified as you had been. “I’m fine. I was—” You swallowed, mouth dry. “I was having a nightmare. I’m fine.”
He covered his mouth with one hand as he stared at you, then sighed, dropping his head down between his knees, the knife clattering to the floor. His voice was strained when he spoke again, shoulders tense.
“What were you dreaming about, Y/N?” He asked, quietly, and you tried to calm your racing heart. His abrupt entrance had startled you almost as much as the fact that he’d come so quickly when you woke up.
“You were—” your voice caught involuntarily and his head lifted, eyes pinning you with an intense stare. “—you were dead. You were…and I couldn’t—”
You couldn’t stop yourself as the tears welled back up and you looked away, forcing the image out of your mind. The blood—and he was just laying there and—
“Darling, please.” Nikolai’s words were thick with emotion as he moved over to you, sitting next to you against the pillows. He caught your strangled sob against his shoulder when he scooped you into his lap, pressing every inch of the two of you together.
You swayed together for a moment, his voice murmuring calming words against your ear as his hands ran soothing circles against your back and shoulders. You clutched him tightly, eyes squeezed shut, but after a few moments your heart slowed and you managed to take a deep breath.
“I’m sorry.” You whispered against him, and his fingers brushed your hair from your face as you pulled back to look at him.
Softly, so softly it broke your heart, he leaned in and kissed you, and for the first time it seemed real. There was no one around to watch, no courtiers or officials to please with a show of fake romance. It was just you and Nikolai, your Nikolai, and his mouth against yours was so gentle you felt your stomach twist and your chest tighten.
He pulled back barely an inch and ran his nose against yours, a soft smile on his handsome face. You reached up to run a thumb over his cheekbone, marveling over how soft his skin was, and marveled over the fact that he was even allowing you to touch him like this. More than that, that you allowed him to hold you like this, to kiss you like he…like he…
“I’m not going to leave you.” He promised, his eyes kind and tired. “I’m never going to die and leave you alone. I’ll fight the afterlife with my bare hands if I have to.”
A tear rolled its way down your cheek and he wiped it away, his brow furrowing.
“I thought you hated me.” You said, slipping your fingers into his hair, and he shook his head with a sad looking smile.
“You’re about as friendly as a hungry bear sometimes, you know that?” He asked, and you stiffened. “See? You treated me like an ass when we met, and when I messed with you…that was the only time you’d give me an inch of attention. I’ve always been yours. Always.”
“I’m—” You blinked at him, unsure of how you didn’t realize you two had been circling each other throughout your entire engagement, then marriage, coming closer and closer to this moment. “I’m sorry. I wanted to like you.”
“Do you like me now?” He teased, and you couldn’t stop yourself from kissing him again, holding him tightly against you. When you separated he looked dazed, and you felt a pang rush through you at the lovestruck expression on his face.
“I think I might love you, Nikolai.”
When you finally went to sleep, after several long minutes of kissing and reminiscing on the stupidest pranks you both had ever pulled on each other, you curled up next to one another in bed and slept, both of your dreams unplagued by death and horror.
For once, for the first time in a while, you both felt truly, truly loved.
THIS IS SO CHEESEBALLS BUT I AM EMOTIONAL?!/7/$
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