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bradsbabe · 3 months

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For You | Brad Simpson pt 1.

Summary | You and Brad have been together for almost a year, you both are happy together. You are even going on tour with Brad and the other boys and you couldn't be more happy, but ever since you got those hate messages from some "fans" you try your hardest to stay happy and not ruin the tour for Brad and the boys.

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pairings | brad simpson x fem reader

warning | kissing, mature themes, arguing

Sometimes dating someone who is known isn't too bad. I have been going out with Bradley Simpson from The Vamps for almost a year now and he is the most amazing person ever, but some of the fans don't like my relationship with Brad. I have been getting tons of dms from a lot of fan pages asking me why haven't Brad broke up with me yet, or you definitely aren't his type, also ones like ew you're so ugly why is he with you. I try to ignore them, but I can't.

I heard the door open and I quickly ran upstairs to the bedroom to hide for a bit until my face wasn't puffy and red from crying. I swear I try not to let those comments get to me, but I'm me, I'm a bit insecure with myself, and I ask the same question they do. Does he really deserve me, like I'm not no supermodel or I'm not a singer, I'm just normal.

“Y/n, I have a surprise for you, can you come in the kitchen?” Brad said with excitement.

“Uhm, yeah I will be right down in a min, I'm finishing getting dressed.” I lied to give my puffy red eyes more time to go away.

After a moment went by I headed downstairs to the kitchen and saw a bouquet of my favourite flowers Japanese Cherry Blossom and of course my favourite chocolates.

“I love them, Thank you, but what's the occasion?” I said, hugging him.

“Well, we are going on tour next week, and I want you to come along with me.” He asked, cupping my face. “And I know how much you want to travel, so here's your chance.

“I'd be happy to.” I said kissing him.

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“Are you excited!” Kirstie asked. I have known Kirstie way before The Vamps were a thing, when I came to the UK for a school thing I bumped into her and the rest well was history, she even introduced me to The Vamps and well Brad was and is my favourite as you can tell.

“Yeah, and nervous, I hate planes, and knowing we will be on them for this whole tour, makes me think twice.” I said packing my clothes.

“Don't worry we are here with you, I bet Brad will keep you occupied.” She said.

“Can I tell you something and promise you won't tell Brad a thing, not even the other boys.” I said, she nods her head.

“Well have you ever got hate messages from fans, because this one account keeps messaging me and telling me hateful words.” I showed her the messages and she read them.

“Oh my god, why haven't you told Brad, you know he can put a stop to this, you shouldn't have to worry about things like this.” She said.

“I can't, I don't want him to know that he has some “fans” that do things like this, I just block them when they send me hate messages. Besides, I want him to be happy and stress free during the tour.” I said finishing packing.

“Well if they keep up, you're going to have to tell Brad.” She said getting up to hug me.

“Awe look at the besties.” Brad said, walking in. “Are you two ready, we have to go now.” He continued. We nod and he grabs my suitcase and we head to the Uber. James, Kirstie, Brad and myself are riding together to the airport. Of course I have the middle seat sadly. I felt my phone buzz and it was yet another fan page messaging me. I tried to hide my phone away from Brad so that he wouldn't see what they said. This one is all about how I shouldn't be seen with Brad because I am just a nothing and that I should leave the UK and go back home, and they wish that Brad would go back with his ex girlfriend again. I felt the tears coming and I turned my phone off and I just stayed quiet during the ride to the airport.

“Hey is everything okay?” Brad asked, getting out of the car.

“Yeah.” I lied, I'm not going to let him know his so called fans are picking on me and have him have a bad tour, I want him to enjoy this tour, even if that means I have to try and not let those fans get to me.

Once we got settled on the plane, I decided to take a nap. I'm so exhausted, and it helps my nerves as well.

“Hey Brad has y/n said anything to you lately?” Kirstie asked.

“No, what about?” Brad asked, concerned.

“About how excited she is going on tour.” Kirstie lied. “Well I should go see if James needs anything. She continued and walked away.

Brad settles down and pulls out his phone and turns it on. He sees so many messages popping up, he notices it was y/n and sees a message pop up from a fan calling her ugly. He opens it and sees multiple messages hating on y/n. He looks beside him and sees you sleeping. He starts blocking all the pages that have messaged you.

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“Okay here we are.” Brad said, opening up the hotel door.

Brad pulls me in a hug and the smell of his aftershave is amazing that I can just stay in this hug for hours. Brad starts kissing my neck, sucking on the skin. He knows it turns me on.

“Don't we have to meet the guys.” I asked.

“Yeah later, I finally have you all to myself.” He said taking off his shirt, but before we got to do anything else there was a knock on the door. He grunted while putting his shirt back on. I sat on the bed and Brad opened the door and Tristan came walking in.

“We have been waiting for 5 minutes. Are you two ready?” He asked.

“Yeah.” I said standing up walking towards the door.

“We'll finish that tonight.” Brad whispered. I couldn't help but to smile.

Once we met up with the guys, we headed out to explore France, but before we got out of the hotel there were some fans waiting for the boys. I stayed inside not wanting to be near any of them in case someone might say something about mine and Brad's relationship.

“Where's y/n?” One of the fans said.

Brad walked back in and saw me sitting on the chair.

“Is everything okay?” He asked me.

“Yeah…”

“I know about some of the fans messaging you hateful things.” He blurted out.

“Kirstie told you?” I said.

“No I had your phone thought it was mine and messages came popping up. I'm going to write something to them all to leave you alone.” He said.

“No, don't just leave it alone.” I said.

“What, no I'm going to say something, have you read any of those messages?” He said.

“Yes, I know, but just ignore it. I have been blocking them.” I said.

“How long has this been going on?” He asked.

“A couple of months.” I said.

“What, and when were you going to tell me?” He said, angry.

“After the tour…” I said sadly.

“I didn't want you to worry and get upset, I wanted you to have fun on tour.” I continued.

“Well I'm not now, come on let's go through the back.” He said.

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“Why does Brad look irritated?” Kirstie said sitting next to me at the bar.

“He found out about the fans, and is pissed because I didn't tell him when it first started.” I said.

Brad and I haven't talked the whole night, and I decided to leave early. I get that he's upset but not wanting to talk is a different thing. I decided to stay the night with Kirstie and James, give Brad some time alone.

The next day Kirstie and I decided to watch them rehearse. Everyone noticed the difference in Brad, he was having a rough rehearsal.

“I should have just stayed home.” I told Kirstie.

“What, why?” She asked.

“Brad isn't having a fun tour. Everyone knows the difference in him, he was fine before, now he's irritated and in a bad mood, because of me.” I said.

“No, it's those so called fans.” Kirstie said.

“I'm going back to the hotel.” I said walking away.

“Where are you going?” Brad said.

“Back to the hotel room.” I said.

“So now you're going to ignore me?” He asked, getting frustrated.

“I'm not ignoring you, I just think me being here was a mistake.” I blurted out.

“Well if that's what you think then by all means go.” He said.

I didn't say anything, because some fans were coming in to watch the boys rehearse. I looked back at Brad already on stage doing what he does best. Tears started coming down and I saw Kirstie running towards me. She brought me in a hug and I just broke down more. She walked me back to the hotel and helped me pack my things. She tried all she could to stop me from leaving, but I think Brad and I needed some space. I didn't want him to be frustrated while on tour. I want him to have fun and enjoy it, rather than fighting with me over some fans. Kirstie stayed with me until the Uber came to pick me up.

“Are you sure you want to leave, how about stay with James and I.” She said.

“I think it's best if I leave.” I said.

As we walked out the guys were walking down the hall they all looked confused, even Brad.

“Are you leaving?” Brad said.

“Yeah, I think it was a mistake coming, I caused things and I think it's best if I leave, besides I want you all to have fun and enjoy this tour.” I said.

“Can we talk in private?” Brad said, walking me to the room.

Author: hello hope everyone liked this if so ill write more!

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imaginesxthevamps · 2 years

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Brad and best friend y/n having sex in the backseat of the car

Best friends in the backseat | Brad Simpson

Word count: +/- 1.4k

Date: 06/08/2022

Proofread: yes (though there could still be some language mistakes)

Warnings: +18 smut (oral -m receiving-, squirting), cursing/swearing

Tags: Brad Simpson, The Vamps, imagine, smut, x reader, fanfiction, smut Saturday, request

A/N: Hii! I made it a kinda dirty smut this time for smut Saturday. I hope you like it!💛

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The music is loud and you can feel the beats in your stomach. It's hot outside and sweat is sparkling on your skin from all the dancing. You and your best friend Brad decided to go to this local festival. A few of your favorite artists are performing and you already had so much fun today.

"I'm going to get us some more drinks", you say to Brad as he is watching one of his favorite artists.

"A gin tonic as always", he says and you nod.

When you're at the drinking stand you order two gin tonics. It's your first gin tonic of the day as you two wanted to keep it slow with the hot weather. With the falling evening, it's perfect to drink some alcohol.

You turn around with drinks to walk back to your previous place but you notice that Brad is standing behind you.

"Is the artist already done?", you ask him and he nods.

"I think it's time to go to the main stage".

You agree with Brad as you want a good place to watch the last artists of the day perform. You take your best friend's hand in yours to follow him and so you can't lose him between all the people. You try to make your way to the front of the stage to stand as close as you can.

Not much later the first artist of the evening comes up. Both of you are singing along to the songs of your favorite artists. The further in the evening the more gin tonics you guys drink until both of you are a little tipsy. You start to dance more closely to Brad and he does the same. Brad is standing behind you and he takes you by the hips. You shake your ass even more under the touch of his hands.

"You're so hot tonight", Brad whispers in your ear.

You just giggle in response and put your hands on his so he can feel you move even more. Brad stands even a little bit closer to you and you start to grind your ass against him. The friction is turning you both on. You can feel Brad getting hard the more you grind.

"I want you", you whisper desperately to Brad.

"What do you exactly want?", Brad asks to tease you but he knows well enough what you want.

You turn around so you can whisper in his ear.

"I want you to fuck me hard Brad", you whisper slowly.

You look up at him and his eyes are filled with hunger. You've never seen him like this but neither has he seen you like this before. Both of you are well aware of what's going to happen but neither of you knows why and how this is happening. You guys are just best friends and you never did something together, not even kissed once. This was a new feeling for you both. Maybe there was some sexual tension but you never knew it was there.

Brad takes your hand and leads you out of the audience. The music isn't interesting anymore. You're only focused on each other. Brad tries to find the exit as fast as possible. When you're off the festival terrain Brad is searching for his car. Not that there are standing so many Jaguars in the parking lot.

When you've finally found his car Brad turns you around and pushes you against the car. He smashes his lips onto yours in a sloppy kiss. His lips are moving wild against yours. They still taste a little bit like the gin tonics you guys have been drinking. This is the first time you feel his lips against yours. You notice how soft they are.

Brad opens the car door and makes you sit in the backseat of the car. When you're both in it he closes the door. He starts kissing you again and you can feel the hunger building inside you. You open your mouth a little bit so he can slip his tongue inside.

Your hand is resting on Brad's thigh. It slowly finds its way to his crotch. You can slightly feel the outline of his erection. Your hand squeezes softly in it making Brad moan against your mouth. You move your hand to the zip of his jeans to open it. Your fingers slide inside his boxers so you can get his dick out of it. You lay your hand around the base and you start to pump him slowly.

"Fuck y/n", Brad moans out.

You break the kiss to take his hard dick into your mouth. First, you just suck the tip a bit before taking it completely into your mouth. You go up and down as fast as you can. You can feel the tip on the back of your throat. Brad starts panting and his hand grabs your hair.

"Oh yes just like that baby", he moans out.

He takes your hair like a ponytail and pulls on it to guide you up and down. You can taste the precum in your mouth already.

"Shit, you're so good at this", Brad says.

You take his dick out of your mouth and you straddle Brad. The car isn't so big but you manage to sit on his lap. You get your panties to the side and slowly you sink down on his dick. Brad lays his hand around your ass squeezing it.

"Oh fuck", you moan out as you can feel his whole length in you.

Slowly you start to go up and down. Brad guides you with his hands. The whole time he looks at you. It's kinda intimidating to you. You've never been this close Brad. It feels good and at this point, you're asking yourself why you two haven't done this earlier. The exercise has made both of you a little bit soberer. Brad's hands indicate that you have to ride him a little bit faster and so you do.

"Let me see those beautiful tits", Brad says and lifts your dress and takes it off.

He unclips your bra and throws it to the side. Immediately his hands are on your boobs massaging them. His fingers are drawing circles on them, slowly, until they reach your nipples. The sudden contact makes you shiver. He pinches them and you grasp his t-shirt to hold yourself steady.

"Do you like that?", Brad asks in a naughty tone.

"Yes baby", you moan out.

You ride Brad's dick faster and faster. He rolls his hips into you so he goes deeper. You can feel him hitting your g-spot and you can't help but scream. The sound of skin slapping onto skin is filling the car.

"Fuck, you feel so good around my cock", Brad moans out.

Sweat is dripping off his chocolate curls. Your hands are laying around his neck. You start pulling slightly on his hair and Brad groans in response. You can feel he is close as you feel his dick throbbing in your pussy. Brad is going slower but he pushes harder, hitting your g-spot every time. Your legs are starting to shake.

"Baby you feel so good, I'm-", but you can't finish your sentence as a wave of pleasure comes over you.

Your whole body is shaking and you can't help but scream Brad's name. You feel a lot of wetness coming out of your pussy, more as usual. Brad stays pumping into you. He lost the rhythm and everything has become more sloppy.

"Y/n, fuck", he moans out when he loses it.

His eyes are closed and his head is resting against the back of the car seat. You feel him twitch inside you when he reached his climax.

Both of you are panting and looking at each other. You're well aware of what just happened but you never expected it to happen. You're best friends, they don't have sex with each other. It's making you confused but you don't regret a thing.

"What just happened?", Brad asks.

"I have no idea", you say honestly.

"Me neither but I liked it...a lot".

"It probably should stay by this one time".

Brad nods in agreement. He looks down and only notices know the wet mess you've made.

"Did you...squirt?", he asks.

Your cheeks ard turning red. You've never squirted before until now.

"I'm sorry, It's all over your pants", you say embarrassed.

"They are just pants", hd says and smiles.

You promised to each other that it would stay by this one time because of your friendship but it never stayed that way.

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bloosomjoon · 9 months

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another idea idk walk and talk with me

okay, so i rewatched The Summer I Turned Pretty, and i have idea for any SMAU around the vamps? OR mcu!peter parker and avengers? idk help me and talk with me :((

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alltoomaples · 2 years

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#bradley simpson #brad simpson x reader #the vamps #brad simpson imagine #brad simpson fanfiction #bradley simpson imagine #oneshot #the vamps imagines #the vamps brad #brad simpson x y/n

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yxami · 9 months

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Yandere vampire bsf part 2, nsfw ofc this vamp is just a little desperate dork

So you know how I said he’d never stop after you let him access below your waist? Yeah he’s still going even after round 4!

He’ll beg you for more time, please let him stay longer! He needs to study and taste your body more! How else if he supposed to find out whether he likes the taste of cum or not?? Just ignore his pleased whimpers and breathy moans against your hole, he isn’t done tasting yet!

You’ll have to tear him away from your thighs if you wanted to walk the next morning, better do it before he slides his cock inside of you or else you’re never getting out of bed to do chores. He’ll try and convince you stay, pleading with words like

“Please please please?” The desperate whiny tone is his voice was so convincing not even requiring assistance like his fangs piercing your neck to pump pheromones to seduce you. “You just taste so good, just a little longer okay..?”

Before he goes on for another hour lapping at your sensitive insides and desperately pumping his cock with his other hand gripping at your thigh, wrapping around it so he could pull you closer if you tried squirming. The amount of cum he unloaded on your bed was irritating, but of course he’d never let you wake up to that sight! He’d carry you all around the house after you passed out from his skills and persistence, doing house chores even if having you on his hip while leaning on his chest was troublesome.

Even then the two of you are still best-friends! Right?

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upsidedownwithsteve · 7 months

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Love Sucks II. The Interrogation

Vampire!Steve Harrington x fem!reader He’s just a gloomy, little guy.

The Masterlist 🩸

You scolded Eddie and Dustin immediately.

But Steve didn’t seem to mind, shrugging in that tired way that he did as he wandered off into the corner of the Wheeler’s kitchen with them. They’d set up an awful interpretation of what you deemed to be an interview room, the dining table pushed into the darker space where the light from the window didn’t reach, Nancy’s old desk lamp plugged in beside the microwave, the bulb shining harshly at the empty seat Steve was told to sit in.

He blinked as he did, tired eyes aggravated by the brightness but he just squinted and slumped in the chair, looking over at you with that longing way he did. You held up a coffee cup at him in question, smiling. He nodded, pleased.

“I assume you know why you’re here,” Eddie began as the rest of the party milled around aimlessly.

Some were listening, others were bickering about what to watch on TV. Nancy was making popcorn and Robin was already asleep in the armchair beside Max.

Steve nodded, knowing it was only a matter of time before he got the big brotherly talk from Eddie about you. He readied himself for the questions about his interest in you, his intentions, how he planned to keep you safe from—

“Can you turn into a bat?” Dustin asked instead.

Steve frowned, confused.

“Dustin!” You scolded the younger boy from across the kitchen, teaspoon clattering into the mug, coffee grains spilling on Mrs Wheeler’s countertop. “What the hell?”

“What?” Dustin yelled back, arms held out in question. “It’s a serious question!”

Eddie was grinning, wide and a little manic, looking from Steve to you and back again. “Well?” He asked the boy.

“This is so rude. You cannot be for real, Eddie.” You went ignored, eye roll and all.

“Um, no?” Steve answered, squinting at the two through the light they were intent on keeping aimed at him.

“You sound unsure,” Eddie countered, dubious. He wasn’t allowed to smoke in the Wheeler’s house so he was chewing on the end of a bubblegum pink straw instead. He waved it at your boyfriend, suspicious. “Is that because you haven’t tried or aren’t allowed to say?”

Steve looked at you for help. “Why wouldn’t I be allowed to say?” He replied weakly, visibly concerned and confused.

Dustin shrugged before leaning across the table, bright eyed and grinning toothily. “Vampire overlord, maybe?”

Steve shifted uncomfortably. You were still making coffee, too far out of reach for him to hold your hand. Steve loved holding your hand, you were so much softer and warmer than him and sometimes you painted your fingernails a really pretty colour— someone cleared their throat. “Uh, I don’t think I’ve met him yet…”

Eddie and Dustin reacted immediately to this answer, heads bent and producing a notebook from seemingly nowhere, scribbling down notes in chicken scratch handwriting about their ‘findings.’

“… does he live around here?” Steve tried once more. “Is he my boss? Am I going to get in trouble?”

You soothed him with a hand over his hair, appearing at his back to place down his coffee in front of him, black and unsweetened in a mug as big as a soup bowl.. “Sorry, baby,” you offered, shaking your head at your two friends.

Steve loved it when you called him baby.

It went on like that for a while, Ghostbusters playing in the living room while Eddie and Dustin kept Steve at the table under the spotlight, drilling him about things you could only shake your head at.

“Can you fly?”

“No.”

More notes written, a worrying sentence jotting down about taking Steve somewhere high for experimentation.

“Can you run fast?”

“Uh, I have asthma…”

“What about jumping? Can you jump onto the roof?”

“I haven’t like, you know,, tried. Heights are scary.”

Sighs, heavy and disappointed, came from the kitchen. Steve was pouting, arms crossed.

“Can you read minds?”

“No.”

A brief pause, and then Dustin whispered to Eddie, eyes narrowed and still on Steve: “he’s lying.”

“I’m not!”

“Can you turn invisible?”

“No.”

“Do you sleep in a coffin?”

“What? No?”

Eddie paused, studying Steve. “Unconvinced,” he concluded. “Further investigation required.”

“How come you can come out in the daylight?”

“I don’t know, but that lamp is super bright, guys..”

Stumped, Dustin and Eddie finally relented. Ghostbusters was just finishing, the rest of the kids tired from too much sugar and arguing about who the best team member was.

“So you’re just a really shitty vampire, huh?” Eddie asked, his nose scrunched and sounding unaffected.

“Kinda boring, actually,” Dustin agreed.

They were both staring at Steve with a little disappointment, like two kids who’d finally found out Santa Claus wasn’t real. They sighed again and got up, raiding the Wheeler’s pantry for snacks while they left behind a sad and insecure vampire.

You scowled at the boys as you passed, punching Eddie on the arm a little harder than what would be considered good natured. You nudged your way between Steve and the table, folding yourself onto his lap and into his arms. He wound himself around you immediately, grumbling softly into the crook of your neck about bats and powers and being a poor excuse for a cryptid.

Later, over dinner, you stole Eddie’s last slice of pizza and scolded him for giving your boyfriend a vampire complex.

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moonmonnu · 5 months

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Don't get too excited, they are only interested in your blood.

#amanda young #lynn denlon #lynnmanda #shotgunshipping #saw #saw franchise #my art #Ill turn every character I like into a vampire I'm sorry but that's how my brain works #just think they would be neat #it can be in a vtm or gereric vamp scenario idk i just like imagining in which clan they would be

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intromortal · 15 days

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sacrifice (eat me up)

vampire prince!p.sh x f!reader wc: 946

cw: smut, blood, sacrifices, main character death, some gore, hoonie is vampire royalty and huh... cannibalism?

"My love", Sunghoon whispers against your temple as he keeps thrusting inside you with your knees spread open on his and his chest to your back, seated right on the altar you're supposed to get bitten and feasted on the following day. That same altar used to worship your malevolent deities was being repurposed as it now was you Sunghoon was worshipping. "Do not worry that pretty little head of yours, I will take care of this".

His brothers had warned him that falling in love so deeply with a mortal was a grave mistake. But he couldn't help how his heart swelled and his head felt lighter every time he saw you outside his royal palace, on his strolls down to the town. He knew in the end nothing good could come out of this, but he also didn't expect you to be chosen among the humans the princes had to sacrifice every year to the gods of the undead, to keep them from unleashing their wrath on the already weak and thinning population they were tasked to protect all those centuries ago.

It's not like he could do anything to change your fate, the gods chose the subjects themselves and any harm brought to them would cause a catastrophe of unseen magnitude.

Once selected the thirteen unlucky humans would be taken to the palace, held away from everyone else, with enough commodities to pretend they were somewhat free but also with no freedom at all, until the day of the ritual where the princes had to inject them with their powerful venom and leave them on the altar they had built as an offering for the deities to descend and feast on. Other than the intoxicating feeling of savouring flesh infused with powerful vampire royalty blood probably induced, Sunghoon truly could not understand what this ritual accomplished anyway.

He kept thinking about how the deities were toying with them all, princes and population alike, as he let his hand travel down your body to your cunt, starting to toy with your bundle of nerves, eliciting sweet sounds of pleasure and desperation from you.

He thought about how you must be so scared, even with the brave face you put up in front of everyone, even when you sweetly asked him to make you his one more time before the ritual after he snuck you out of the chambers you were being kept in. You were probably thinking about all the rumours that spread like wildfire among the peasants: how there had to be reasons to leaving such a bloody mess after every session the gods required, entire chunks of flesh still hanging from the corpses, sometimes leaving one martyr miraculously but barely alive, entire limbs and organs missing, indicating that they were alive while being eaten.

He thought they probably drew more pleasure from inflicting this psychological pain on the princes and the landsmen than anything. Not that Sunghoon was particularly affected by this: his brothers cared a lot more, sweet Jay and Sunoo in particular, the most devoted to their mission among all of them.

He keeps thinking and thinking and thinking as he fucks you towards your orgasm, small tears trailing down his cheeks at the devastating feeling of having to give you up.

"Hoonie", you sob out as you come around him, leaning your head against his shoulder as tears and other broken sobs start to spill out of you. Sunghoon suspects he might be crazy as he feels his heart hurt, even though he knows it stopped beating aeons ago. It's then that he makes up his mind.

He lowers his head, starting to trail kisses down your neck as you sigh fondly, head still cloudy from your high. "My dearest, I will love you until the end of times with my entire being, but think it's time to go", he whispers against your skin before revealing his sharp canines and biting down without waiting for your response, your sweet taste invading his senses. You uselessly struggle against him, so he sneaks his arms around your body, securing them against your middle and pinning you closer to his chest as he keeps feeding off of you. His mouth is so full of your blood, and he doesn't think he could stop even if he wanted to, so he keeps gurgling down whatever your body manages to give him.

You're barely conscious as he starts ripping away the flesh from the junction of your neck and shoulders, savouring and relishing in your flavour as he questions how he could have ever lived without this bliss all his life. He spins you around as he keeps gnawing at any inch of skin he can manage before your body goes cold. His mind is far gone at that point, intoxicated by you at the point of no return, and even if he knows he just sentenced an entire population to eradication he can't bring himself to care. Why would he want anyone to live after losing you? He thinks if you don't get to live then no one else should. His lovely angel. So he laughs. He laughs so hard and so loud and maniacally as he holds whatever's left of you close, bloody chunks of flesh all over his clothes and his eyes blown out with lust still as his brothers barge in the room, horrified looks dawning on their faces when they take in the gruesome scene in front of their eyes.

Sunghoon feels his throat flood with bile as his crazed laughs turn into painful sobs, his whole being shaking as he slowly sobers up. "Don't worry my love, I will be seeing you soon", he whispers against your mutilated corpse. "We all will".

a/n: idk y'all i was feeling a little quirky

#i just adore vamp!hoon #hoon!#hard hours!#enhypen sunghoon #enhypen smut #enhypen horror #park sunghoon x reader #sunghoon x reader #enhypen hard thoughts #enhypen fanfic #enhypen imagines #sunghoon imagines #sunghoon smut #sunghoon hard hours #sunghoon hard thoughts #enhypen drabble #sunghoon drabble

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sualne · 2 months

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gear 5 & sunbath

#one piece #op vamp au #my art #described in alt text #if you read the fic and go 'but he doesnt actually burn in the sun! why is there smoke here?' because it looked good/more interesting #i just love painting vamp luff. so happy with how his hands turned out in the first one. bb got talons yippee #imagine his eye scar is there in the second one

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spookybeandoodle · 2 months

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Her

That is all

#redacted asmr #redacted alexis #redacted audio #redacted bright eyes #redacted asmr alexis #redacted asmr fanart #redacted audio fanart #I imagine Alexis drags Bright Eyes to bars and Bright HATES it but they’re the only vamp that really talks to them besides Frederick #should I actually draw main listeners and the redacted boys?#probably #will I?#probably not

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bradsbabe · 3 months

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For You | Brad Simpson pt 2.

Words | 1.52k

pairings | brad simpson x fem reader

warning | kissing, mature themes, arguing

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“Why do you want to leave?” He asked.

“I feel like I made you mad and yeah I know I should have told you about the messages, but I thought if I ignored them and blocked them then they would leave me alone. So I think the best thing to do is go back home.” I said.

Brad sits on the bed quietly, his hands run through his curly hair and I can tell he is still irritated.

“I'm not mad at you, just upset that you didn't come to me when all of this was happening, I told you I can put a stop to it, but you don't want me to. Why's that?

“Because I don't need you to fight my battles for me.” I blurted out.

Brad gets up and walks to the door.

“B, I didn't mean it that way.” I said.

“Maybe, we should take a break from each other.” He said walking out of the hotel room.

Tears started to fall down my cheeks and I ran to the bathroom and locked myself in there, at this point I missed my flight, and I don't know what to do now.

***

“Hey, is everything okay?” Kirstie asked Brad.

“We kind of had a disagreement, and we are on a break.” Brad said in front of everyone.

Kirstie went to see if y/n was okay, but once she went into the hotel room she noticed that y/n was gone, but her suitcases and everything was still in the room, even her phone. James came into the room to check on y/n as well.

“Where is she?” James asked.

“I don't know, all of her stuff is still here, maybe she went to get fresh air.” Kirstie said.

***

I needed fresh air, away from everyone, to think things through. I didn't want it to end up like this Brad breaking up with me, all because I didn't tell him about his fans hating me, for what, I don't know exactly what for. Maybe dating a celebrity was a wrong thing, but I don't see Brad as a celebrity, I see him as a normal, fun, outgoing, down to earth guy, who loves to spend time with family and friends and do normal things. I saw a couple of fans still waiting at the place where the boys are performing at, I guess they have another meet and greet. A few of them noticed me and came walking up to me.

“Aren't you dating Brad?” One of the girls said. I just nod my head.

“We noticed there are a couple of fan pages that have been hating on you, but we just want you to know we love you, and we are sorry people are mean and cruel, and if it's okay can we take a picture with you?” Another girl said.

“Thank you, and of course.” I said.

I talked to them for a few more minutes. I wasn't going in the building, I decided to explore France, which I was supposed to be doing with Brad, but things changed. I saw a cute little café, I went in and ordered a coffee and just sat there enjoying the view.

***

Brad's trying to enjoy the meet and greet, but with everything going on he seems more irritated and even some of the fans have noticed. The same group of girls that met with y/n was next in line and they started to talk about y/n, and Brad overheard them talking about the drama between y/n and those fan pages. Brad decided to walk out of the meet and greet, he tried calling y/n, but it went straight to voice-mail. Brad walks back to the hotel hoping that you're still there so he can apologize for what happened. Once he gets in he sees you watching tv.

“I'm sorry, I didn't mean what I said, I was mad at myself for not noticing what was happening, I don't want a break at all, I tried calling you, but I guess you don't want to talk to me. I wouldn't blame you. Brad said.

“I just came back in and my phone is dead, don't be mad at yourself, you didn't know, and I'm sorry for not telling you I just wanted you to have a fun tour, not have to worry about anything. I got you something. I saw this and thought of you.” I said grabbing a small box and handing it to Brad.

He opens it and inside is a small red heart necklace that I thought was cute for Brad. He immediately puts it on and hugs me.

“Thank you, I love it and I love you so fucking much.” Brad said.

He grabs my face gently and kisses me. He pushes me on the bed and gets on top of me.

“I want you so bad, I need you now.” Brad said in between kisses.

“What are you waiting for then?” I said tugging on his shirt hinting him to take it off.

Before we got any further, there was a knock at the door.

“Just ignore it.” I said as I unbuttoned his pants.

“Brad, open up.” James yelled.

Brad groans and gets up and button his pants. I fix myself and sit up from the bed. Brad opens the door and James and Kirstie come walking in.

“We were worried about you both, is everything okay.” James asked.

“Yes, we were actually in the middle of a TV show.” Brad lied.

James looked at the tv and laughed, but before he got to say something Kirstie grabbed him and walked out of the room.

“We'll see you both in the morning.” She said pushing James out and closing the door.

“Now where were we?” He asked, pushing me against the wall.

I started to unbutton his pants again, he was only in his boxers this time.

“It's your turn.” He said, pulling my shirt off of me.

"Make me yours.", I breathe out and his hands caress the length of my legs, pulling my pants down. He looks me in the eyes as his hands go back to my thighs. He grabs my thong, taking it off.

"You'll be mine after tonight". Brad says as he caresses my legs, pulling them apart gently, he drops to his knees, positioning his head between my legs. My cheeks burn and I gulp when his mouth starts kissing on my inner thighs, All of a sudden he stands up.

“Come on no teasing.” I whined. He picks me up and lightly throws me on the bed.

“There won't be any teasing.” He whispers.

“Wait, do you have a condom?”

“No, but we should be fine without.” He said.

He guides himself inside me, little by little like it was our first time. We both moan when it slides all the way in. He slowly slides in and out of me. He moves, as he's hovering over me, his arms on both sides of my head, and he buries his face into my neck, kissing and biting at my sweet spots.

We end the night together in a relaxing warm bath.

“How about you and I go explore France together tomorrow.”

“I'd love that.” I said snuggling into him.

Brad's phone rings and he gets up from the tub and wraps a towel around his waist and grabs his phone and answers it. The look on his face tells me it's bad news, I get out and wrap a towel around me and wait until he's done talking to whoever it is.

“What's wrong?” I asked.

“Nothing, just Joe telling me to be on my best behavior tomorrow night.” He said.

“That reminds me, I have to go tell the boys about one of the songs I added in.” He said.

***

Brad is walking to Joe's room, and knocks on the door waiting for him to let him in. Once he get in he pace back and forth.

“Could we possibly take it down?” Brad asked.

“Yeah, but it'll take some time to, don't worry we'll take it down, hopefully tomorrow y/n will not see it.” Joe said.

Brad's walking back to the room, once he walks in he sees y/n sound asleep. He covers her and kisses her forehead. Brad walks to Jame's room.

“Is everything okay?” James asked.

“Do you remember that night in Italy at the club?” Brad asked.

“Yeah, why.”

“Well someone sent out the video of me and tris and a group of girls, I don't remember it at all and well to me it looks bad like I cheated on y/n, and if she sees it, she'll break up with me. Joe's trying to take it down before y/n sees it.” Brad said.

“You did nothing wrong, I know it may look like that but y/n will not believe any of it. Trust me she loves you man, and we all know nothing happened during that time.” James said.

“I just hope y/n doesn't see it.” Brad said.

Author: Thank you for all the love on the first part! And I hope you all like this one as well!

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Please can you do an imagine where you are a footballer and Brad comes to support you with the other boys at a game and you score the winning goal?

Good game | Brad Simpson

Word count: 2.3k

Warnings: none

Proofread: yes (but there can still be some grammar and spelling mistakes)

Tags: Brad Simpson, imagine, Brad Simpson x reader, fanfiction, fluff, request

A/N: I really really loved to write this request because it's so different than the other ones. I hope you enjoy!! Lots of love💛

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You're taking your football clothes out of the closet and putting them in your bag together with your football trainers. When you have everything you close the bag and take it to the living room. You nervously run off the stairs. "Brad, are you ready?", you ask your boyfriend who is still in the bathroom. "Yes baby, give me a minute", he says and you roll your eyes. He has only woken up 5 minutes ago.

You're filling your glass of water when you feel two strong arms sneak around your waist. Brad lays his head in the crook of your neck. "You're more nervous than before other games", he notices. "I know, it's just such a big game today and your friends are also going to be watching". "You're going to be amazing", he hugs you tightly and kisses you on your cheek. You turn around in his arms so you're facing him. "You're the most supportive boyfriend ever", you connect your lips with his. "We have to leave", he says after pulling away from you. You let out a nervous sigh and pick up your stuff.

When you arrive at the football field where the game is going to take place you give Brad one last kiss before you go to the dressing room.

"Hey y/n!", your best friend on the team says when you enter the dressing room. "Hey! You ready?", you ask and hug them. "Yeah, I'm alright, so ready for the game. What about you?". "I'm so nervous". "You don't have to be, you're one of the best players on our team".

After everyone is dressed the trainer enters the room. She goes over the strategy for this game. You're listening very carefully to it so you're fully prepared for the game. "This game is really important for us. If we can win against the other team we will be selected for the competition. I'm sure you guys are going to be good but don't forget that the other team is very strong, always think 5 steps ahead before doing something", the trainer says. After she explained everything there is this group handshake you always do before going on the field.

"Good luck team!", the trainer says when all of you run up the field. You see Brad and his bandmates together with their girlfriends. They are standing next to the field, watching you. Your eyes find Brad and he blows a kiss to you to wish you good luck. Your hands are making a gesture as if you're catching his kiss.

When the game starts you're in full concentration. You watch every move that the ball makes carefully. When you get the chance you catch the ball with your foot and run towards the goal. You can't reach the goal on your own so you pass the ball to one of your teammates who tries to score but the keeper of the other team catches the ball.

The whole time Brad is watching you, only you. He thinks it's amazing that you're so invested in football. He never missed one match since you're together. He knows how it is to be this passionate about something as he has the same with music. That's why he supports you so much.

The game is equal when the first half of the game is done. Both teams have made 2 goals. The atmosphere is very tense when your team enters the dressing room again. "You have done very well in the first half! Keep this work up! But we have to step up a little more. I feel that we can win this!", the trainer hypes the team up before discussing the strategy again. You hear your phone buzz in your bag three minutes before you have to get on the field again. "You can do this baby!❤", Brad has sent you a message. You reply to it with three hearts before getting on the field again.

The second half starts and your heart is racing. Your team needs to win this, it's all or nothing. Suddenly you see a banner rising in the air. "GO GO GO Y/N! PS: I LOVE YOU", Brad is holding it together with Connor who is helping him to keep it up. You mouth an "I love you too" and make a heart shape with your fingers.

In the first 10 minutes, the other team makes a goal. This means that they are on the winning side right now. With your hands on your knees, you try to catch your breath. You feel that this game is more exhausting than other games.

When you see a chance to steal the ball from the other team you run to it. Your eyes are glued to the ball. You don't see that someone from the other team is running towards it too. When you try to catch the ball you're surprised by that person and you stumble over their foot which results in both of you falling to the ground. You grab your right ankle. You twisted your foot when you fell over the other person's foot. The game continues and the other team managed to keep the ball. In the distance, you can see Brad who is looking worried. For a few seconds, you stare at him and the message he sent earlier pops up in your head. You can do this, you just have to get up. Slowly you get up and smile at him. You mouth a 'thank you' to Brad but you can see that he is confused.

When you scan the field to see where the ball is you see that one of your teammates makes a goal. You cheer in happiness and hug one of your other teammates who is standing next to you. "Are you good to go?", they ask. "Yes, my ankle is ok", you smile at them before running further up the field.

There are only 5 minutes of the game left and your team still has to score a goal to win. Everyone is concentrated and you can feel the tension in the air. The other team has the ball and they are passing it to each other. It frustrates you that you can't find a chance to get to the ball. You're standing near the goal. If you can take the ball you can finish the game. One of the players wants to shoot the ball to another player in their team but misses. The ball rolls further and you see your chance. You run to the ball and you can catch it with your foot. Without thinking you run to the goal and you shoot the ball towards it. The keeper can't catch it and the ball flies into the net. Everyone starts to cheer. The referee blows his whistle because the game is over. Your team won because of you. You scored the winning goal.

You turn to the audience and you see Brad and his friends screaming, smiling and clapping. Brad's face is glowing, he is smiling wide and screaming your name. You run to him and he stretches his arms so you can jump into them. "You did it, my baby did it", he hugs you tightly. When you let go of him you kiss him. "This is all thanks to you", you say and let go of him to hug all of your teammates.

After you're dressed again you say your teammates goodbye and you leave the dressing room. When you walk towards Brad's car he already comes your way so he can take your stuff and put it in his car. "Here is my star", he says smiling. "I'm not a star", you say blushing. "Oh you are", he says smiling opening the car door for you. "You can get in the car superstar", he says playfully. "Thank you mister Simpson", you play along with him and get in.

"Where are your friends?", you ask Brad when he leaves the parking lot. You haven't seen any of them after the game. "They already went home but they think you're amazing!". You just smile appreciating the compliment but deep down you feel a little disappointed. You thought they would still be there.

Brad parks his car in the underground parking lot of the apartment building. He takes your hand in his after you got out of the car. "You don't really say a lot", Brad says since you have been silent the whole car ride. "I'm tired... and I thought your friends would still be there". He doesn't say anything, he just squeezes your hand and takes you upstairs to his apartment.

When you open the door of the apartment you see all of his friends standing in the living room. "You guys are here?", you ask. "Brad asked us to throw a little party for the football star", Connor smiles. "You were amazing!" Tristan says. They all congratulate you on your winning goal.

"To y/n who is a legend", James says. He is carrying a bottle of champagne and glasses. He puts them on the table and gives everyone a glass. You can't help but smile all the time. With Brad, you don't only have an amazing boyfriend but also new amazing friends.

"I want to say something", you say and everyone turns to you. "I want to thank you all for supporting me so much and throwing this little party. It means so much to me as football is such a big part of my life. But I especially want to thank Brad who never missed one of my matches unless he is on tour and always supports me", you tell them. Brad stands next to you and pulls you closer with his arm around your waist and kisses your head.

After everyone leaves you fall into the couch, exhausted from all the events today. "I'm going to the bathroom", Brad says to you and all you can do is nod. You close your eyes for a while hoping you don't fall asleep yet.

While you are closing your eyes, Brad is preparing another surprise. Water is streaming into the bath and he lays a bath bomb to the side. He put some candles on the side too. He collects the massage oil and a towel and lays them on the bed.

"Baby I have a little surprise", Brad whispers into your ear and you open your eyes. "Another one?". "Yes, I know today's match asked a lot from your body so I thought you wanted some time to relax before going to bed". "Oh please yes, my body is hurting everywhere". Brad picks you up and walks to the bathroom with you in his arms.

Once you're there you can see the candles and the bath bomb on the side of the filled bath. "This is everything I needed", you say. Brad puts you back onto the ground. "I'll leave you to it", he says and kisses your temple softly. He wants to leave but you hold him back by grabbing his hand. "Stay". "You sure you don't want to be alone?". You nod and Brad stays.

Both of you strip down your clothes. Brad is ready first so he sits in the bath first so you can sit between his legs. When you get into the bath the warm water engulfs you and immediately your pain is getting a little better, especially your sore ankle. Brad puts his arms around you while he lays back so you can relax, leaning into his chest. His fingers are slowly trailing over your belly.

"This is so relaxing", you say while Brad soaps your body. "I'm glad you're enjoying it". His hands are going all over your body. You sit a little bit further from him so he can soap your back and shoulders.

After you took a bath Brad only wears his boxers and says to you that you only have to wear a towel to the bedroom. He makes you curious so you pick a towel and put it around you before going to the bedroom.

"A massage? Baby that's so sweet", you say when you enter the bedroom. "Everything for my love", he says. You lay on your towel on the bed. Brad stands next to you and starts massaging your back. He starts with your shoulders which are very tense and goes further down until he is above your ass. Then he massages your legs and feet. You enjoy every minute his hands are going over your body. It's like they take the pain away in a magic way.

After the massage you get dressed into your pj's and lay next to him in bed. You crawl up against his chest while he is pulling you closer. Your legs intertwine and you feel safe immediately. He takes your hand in his and he intertwines your fingers too.

"Baby, I want to ask you something", he says while he is playing with your fingers. "Uhuh". "What did I have to do with your winning goal? Why did you thank me?". "Because after the first part of the game I really lost hope and then you sent me that message and it gave me such a boost. It made me get back up again and it helped me to make that goal, it gave me confidence. You support me so so much and I love you so much for it", you tell him while looking at him, "I know I made that goal by myself but I really needed some hope after that exhausting first half". "I'm so proud of you, I love you and I will always support you", he says and crushes his lips onto yours.

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