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sanyu-thewitch05 · 1 year

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Yandere Vampire X f! reader pt. 1

The Woods PT. 2

Tw: noncon, dubcon,manipulation, mind control, isolation, sexual attraction to blood, blood.

A/N: This chapter is a slow burn kind. Mainly because the second chapter is just going to be smut due to certain circumstances which are revealed at the end of the story.

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Your quiet gothic-themed village was never afraid of many things. Not even the bubonic plague scared the villagers. But, something that did scare them was the woods. They called it The Forest of Blood or El Bosque de Sangre. A long time ago, during the medieval ages, a family of wealthy nobles from Transylvania moved to your village. With their luggage were a human-sized coffin and a blanket with engravings of DC on them. They stayed in their castle surrounded by woods until the villager's livestock began to die. Cows and pigs as pale as ghosts with markings on their necks. The only clue was a trail of blood leading into the dark forest.

The villagers took their weapons and marched to the noble's castle, only to find the family in such a horrific condition, not even the graveyard thieves wanted them. Though, others say the family are beings of another name. Some called them Nosferatus, Draculas, Creatures of the Night, Demons, Bloodsuckers, anything but a human being. But that never worried you. What worries you were the girls going missing at the start of every winter, about a couple weeks before the first snowfall. No one knew who would be next, but no one dared to lock their daughters inside. For the last time they did, your village of Verano had mysteriously lost numerous amounts of harvest and livestock. And so here you are, walking to your grandmother's house to keep her company.

It didn't bother you that it's dark as you walk the dirt roads to your grandmother's house. You were used to the dark. It felt like home in a weird way. Even the predators that snatch livestock from the pens respect you as if you are one of their own. Although, it would lead to the villagers thinking you are a witch of some sort. But that didn't bother you either, for you always thought about flying high in the sky and doing witchy things with your friends, especially your friend, Nos, who you knew since that fateful day all those years ago.

"What are you doing behind that bush?"

The boy with pale skin and raven black hair looked at you with shock, fear, and surprise in his eyes.

"Come on, don't you want to play with the other children?"

The boy nodded and took your hand as you ran into the field to play with the village children. You put a flower crown on his head and held both his hands as you began to spin around.

"Nosferatu! Dracula! Demon and Creature of the Night! Everything you'll scream when they bite! Pure as snow! A virgin wearing a white wedding dress! Dye it red and rest in the forest! Be their bride in unholy matrimony!"

Your grandma walked up to you and said to say goodbye to the now-happy boy. You hugged him goodbye and skipped back to her cottage. When you got to her house, your grandma whispered in your ear.

"Nunca hables de los Nosferatus y sus novias. O de lo contrario desaparecerás en el bosque también."

"Bien, abuela."

That was fifteen years ago, and he's been your best friend ever since, even if you could never have adventures in the woods because you feared disappearing from the village.

"Nos, why do you insist on creeping behind me so much?" You ask, turning around to face a six foot three Nos.

"You shouldn't be walking out here so late at night. There are dangerous things in these woods," Nos says, putting his coat on your shoulders. "You should come back to my place and get warm."

"Sorry, grandma needs me to help with the pre-Christmas party," You reply, trying to move through the mud. "Did you hear about it supposedly snowing today?"

"Yes, I did, love. Are you going to start up about those girls going missing again?" Nos asks, walking side by side with you.

"How could I not?! It's supposed to be the first snowfall today, and not a single girl from the village has disappeared!" You exclaim, turning around to face Nos.

"Darling, those girls probably ran away from home. They found someone better in the world and left to explore it," Nos responds, taking you into his arms and dancing you around.

Snow begins to fall, and soon the roads become milky white. You made it to your grandma's house only to find she wasn't there. She had left on an emergency trip to Venice to help one of your cousins give birth. Your grandma had left a centuries-old family cookbook for you if you wished to cook something for dinner.

"It's snowing pretty heavy, darling. How about you stay at my place until it stops," Nos suggests, buttoning up the coat he put over you.

"That sounds fine, but what about you? Won't you be cold?" You ask, starting to shiver.

"I'll be fine. The cold doesn't affect me that much," Nos replies, taking the cookbook and carrying it in his bag. "Come, we can cook dinner and get warm by the fireplace."

You nod and follow his lead until he tries to enter the forest. The dark, snow-covered forest seemed to be staring back at you. Nothing made a sound, and nothing moved. You weren't sure if it was because of the snow absorbing the sound or because this forest was so terrifying that nobody dared enter it.

"It's ok. It's a shortcut to my manor. It's only a couple feet away, I promise," Nos promises, gently holding your hand. "If you feel safer, I'll hold you in my arms the whole time."

"Fine, but don't let me go," You whimper as Nos carries you like a princess.

Nos was known as a lady killer or a charming noble, depending on who you ask. Even though he only came into the village to meet you, he garnered attention from other girls. He got proposal after proposal but kept declining them. The girls eventually got over him, but the female elders couldn't help but notice how no boy or gentleman in the village would ask for your hand in marriage. Their husbands told them to pay no mind to it, but they stopped paying attention to you when predators acted like domesticated animals around them. Though others theorized you were the next Novia de Nosferatu.

"We're here! I'll get you some overnight clothes and make a fire. You can pick out a recipe if you want to," Nos says, handing you your family cookbook.

"I'll choose something yummy," You say, scurrying to the kitchen.

After fifteen minutes, Nos returned downstairs and saw you preparing to cook your family's calzone recipe. He wrapped his arms around your waist and asked if he could help.

"I'm fine, Nos. Why don't you get us something to drink?" You reply, putting the rolling pin away.

"Of course, darling. I'll be right back," Nos says, going to the cellar.

Dinner was ready, and Nos poured two glasses of wine. You brought the food to the table and began to eat with your friend.

"Sorry if the wine tastes bad. I know you're more accustomed to fruity alcoholic drinks," Nos comments, eating a piece of the calzone. "You're still not afraid of these woods, are you? My room has a pretty good view of the trees. It gets wonderful sun and moonlight as well."

"Don't you have a guest bedroom?" You ask, trying not to earn the title of village whore just for innocently sleeping with a guy.

"I'm afraid all the guest bedrooms are-oh fuck it. You've been the light of my life all the way into adulthood. Would you-would you please be mine?" Nos proposes, pulling out a box with a ring with a dark red gem.

The ring was silver with black markings going around it. It was something that only the richest of the rich could afford.

"Nos...of course I'll marry you!" You exclaim, kissing your now fiance.

"Are you sure? Are you absolutely sure? It's not the alcohol talking, right?" Nos questions, pouring you another glass of wine.

"It's not the alcohol talking. Besides, based on things are for me in the village, it seems you're the only guy who would willingly marry me," You respond, drinking the second glass of wine until it's half full. "What type of wine did you give me? It tastes so metallic."

Nos moves closer to you, eventually capturing you in an embrace. You can feel his muscles twitch, and he kisses the crook of your neck. Nos slips the ring onto the middle finger on your right hand.

"I'm glad you wanted this as much as I did, my unholy bride," Nos whispers, his voice becoming raspy and hissing towards the words of unholy bride.

"Wha-"

You have no time to react before he bites you full force. Your ring extends a needle or blade into your skin and shoots something into you. You couldn't break out of his arms and felt nothing but pain. Your nerves felt like they were on fire, your body began to shiver, and your eyes felt like they were about to explode.

"Sh, sh, sh, it's ok. You'll get through the transformation soon. It’ll be nothing but pleasure from here on out, my love,” Nos comforts, gently stroking your head. “Once you drink my blood, the transformation will be complete, and we can be together forever.”

“Nos…Nosfer…Nosferatu!” You scream, rage and fear flowing through your blood.

“No! Call me Nos. I’m still your sweet, Nos. I’m your wonderful fiancé!” Panic is in his voice as he realizes he’s starting to lose you.

You yowl in pain, and with the newly formed claws, you swipe at Nos. He jumps away from you as you run toward the library. Everything was black and red. There was no other color present. You see a book on a desk and fiercely open it, only to find out some things are better left as secrets.

“The son of the chief of Verano made a deal with the blood devils. One maiden will be the sacrifice for us all and be the devil's future mother. A sacrifice made before the first snowfall, or else we will pay for it all,” You read the page making more anger surface. “This year’s Blood bride is Y/N. Please note that the heir has chosen to court her and then ask for her hand in marriage.”

“Darling, no! Don’t read that book! You’ll get confused!” Nos yells, grabbing your shoulder. “ Your body is tired from the transformation. You need to rest!"

"Don't touch me! I can't believe I was ever your friend! How long?! How long did you plan on doing this to me?!" You rage, tears falling down your cheeks.

"I only- thirteen. I knew you were my bride at thirteen and have courted you ever since. You wanted to stay friends, and I still wanted a relationship, so I abided by your wishes and drove suitors away from you. I didn't want you to find out who I was through force like the other brides of my family. I wanted it to be a nice experience for you." Nos holds you in his arms as your claws swipe at him drawing slow-moving blood. "We can still have a wedding with your family. I'll invite them, and they'll know you're ok."

"Do you know what you've done?! Everyone in the village thinks I'm cursed or a witch!" You scream, trying to get out of his arms. "I hate you! I hate you! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I FUCKING HATE YOU!"

"NO! You don't hate me! It's the vampire venom talking! You love me! You love me just like you did before!" He growls, slamming you onto the brick wall. "Clearly, we need a little couples therapy until that is gone from your system."

He bites your neck, and pleasure goes into your veins. Your legs wrap around his, and your hips unconsciously grind on his crotch. Nos is too strong from drinking your blood to try pushing him away. You can only try to keep your body still as he drinks from you. Your vision goes dark, and you let out a small moan.

When you wake up, your vision is dark, and your naked body feels cramped. You push open the padded ceiling, and something metal moves as light hits your face. Red liquid falls on you from above, making everything but your face smell metallic. You crawl out of the coffin, trying to head towards the backdoor facing the woods. Nos grabs you and licks your cheek, making you shiver.

"I think this will bring us closer together, don't you?" Nos asks, removing his red robes and putting his naked body against yours. "I won't take your virginity until the wedding night unless you want to lose your virginity before then."

"I will never marry you!" You scream, trying to break away but can't due to the wet blood.

"Oh, I love it that you're still stubborn. Let me treat and clean you up, my love," Nos kisses as his hands go straight to your crotch and breast.

He sticks his fingers in you and rubs your nipple as he makes out with you. Nos looks at you, and his brown eyes become bright red.

"Focus on the sensations. In and out," Nos whispers, kissing the previous bitemark he gave you.

You felt like you were losing your mind. You didn't want to follow his orders. Soon enough, you were begging for him to finish you off. He took out his fingers from inside you after you orgasmed. He sucked on his fingers covered in your juices and blood. Then, began to lick the blood on your body. You tried tugging at his pants from below, but he swatted your hands away. Nos licked and kissed his way down to your crotch, where he found that you were bleeding. His face lit up, and you were too euphoric and full of lust to care what would happen next.

"It seems your body has decided that we must have our wedding now," Nos says, taking you into his arms so he can put you in a bath. "We're going to have one bloody hell of a wedding, darling."

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jongbross · 10 months

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☆ (personal fave) | ♤ (fluff) | ♡ (mature) | ♧ (angst)

exo ot9 🪐

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hypocriticaltypwriter · 4 months

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dollyyun · 1 month

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𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆 | chap 05

SYPNOSIS: wherein the princess, who is a clandestine assassin, has been commanded to eliminate the seven vampire princes.

GENRE: 18+ (mdni), reverse harem, contemporary fantasy, enemies to lovers, third pov, eventual previous past lives will be entailed.

WARNINGS: expletives, blood, suggestive theme, borderline smut (ig?).

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The journey to the castle is rather a covert one. Elora has been given a dark cloak with a hood to obscure her identity from any onlookers before they disembark for the castle, which is approximately fifteen minutes by foot.

The princes flank her from the sides to the front and back, and although they appear to provide further protection by completely shielding her from the public eye, their real intent is to prevent her from fleeing. They have long since noted that their detainee is unpredictable, and it would be prudent for them to take extra precautions with her.

After having to go through security checks by the royal guards, they have finally arrived outside of where the imperial court takes place. Presently, Jake, Riki, and Sunoo are with her, while the rest are inside the courtroom. The wooden door is ajar, allowing Elora to eavesdrop on them.

"Bring forth the mermaidian." She hears an unfamiliar voice that wields sovereignty. She feels a hand gripping her arm firmly before she looks at the side, her eyes narrowing at Sunoo, who hasn't uttered a word to her since the incident.

Elora bites down her tongue from spitting profanities at Sunoo as he forcibly pushes her inside at the moment Riki and Jake push open the door. Her head remains lowered as Sunoo continues to hold her while guiding her to the centre of the room, where the others are as well.

Despite the cloak that obscures her whole being, she can feel gazes on her in every direction, but she doesn't feel the slightest nervous. This is nothing compared to having to stand before the imperial and high courts of Mermaidia and Aetherlyn.

"Raise your head, mermaidian." The deep, manly voice, which she presumes is the king, commands her, and despite loathing their species, Elora obeys the sovereign.

As Elora raises her head, her hands lower the hood that is obscuring her whole identity, revealing her divine lilac waves that cascade down her shoulders as well as her face. Her eyelashes flutter as she looks up, she instantly locks eyes with the queen, who is seated on her throne, whose beauty is unrivalled and exudes a prominent regality.

However, the moment the vampire queen meets Elora's indigo-hued eyes, her icy demeanour melts while her eyes go wide and her lips go parted, looking genuinely appalled. The abrupt shift in the queen's countenance draws everyone's attention while she remains staring at Elora.

"My beloved?" The king, whose throne is next to the queen's, calls for his wife with a tinge of softness, despite his firm tone. Elora simply stares at the queen with a confused frown, as though the latter has seen a horrific sight.

The queen immediately recovers herself, her icy demeanour returns, but Elora can see through her that she is still shaken by whatever happened.

"What is your name?" The queen's voice is resounding as it echoes throughout the imperial court.

"Elora, your eminence." Elora bows, displaying her respect and courtesy for the sovereign.

"Indeed, you are a mermaidian." The king hums, still inspecting the female with his steely, crimson eyes. "I've been informed by my sons that your purpose for being here remains unclear. No matter your reason, I have a preposition to offer you." A cold smirk is drawn on his lips. "The preposition entails you marrying my eldest son."

At once, the other elders seated by each side of the room begin to erupt in heated discussion, as they did not expect their king to offer such a preposterous preposition.

"What?" Elora blurts out in disbelief while the princes react the same as well. "Pardon my impudence, but I don't wish to marry your son."

"Father, what is the meaning of this?" Heeseung steps forward, his eyes glaring at the king, to which the king simply smiles.

"It's a political marriage. It will benefit both kingdoms, so there will not be any conflict or bloodshed in the near future." The king states calmly. "Additionally, my eldest son is of the age where he should have already been married."

"But why me?" Elora asks rather aggressively. She doesn't bother to conceal her frustration and distaste for their species, to which she earns glares from the elders. "Surely, you can find other potential candidates to marry your son."

"Oh my, it appears that I have forgotten to add that this is a direct order." A cynical smile touches the king's lips. "Unless you want to be executed for being an attempted murderer, then you have no choice but to accept this marriage."

Elora scoffs loudly. It is ironic how she is deemed an attempted murderer when the killing itself is in the vampires' nature.

"My kingdom won't agree to this." Elora speaks venomously, and she almost lunges for the king with the intention to slit his throat if it weren't for Jake and Sunghoon holding her back.

"Adorable, isn't she?" The king releases a genuine laugh with a mirthful grin on his lips, finding pure amusement in Elora's apparent wrath. "Expect the wedding to happen after your journey to Mermaidia to retrieve the crystal heart of Oceania."

"You will only be permitted to embark on your journey in two days." The queen decides to speak up after keeping silent. "In the meantime, you are to remain in the castle and attend the royal ball tomorrow. As for Elora," The way the queen speaks her name is rather odd, as though she refuses to believe that is her name. "You will have a temporary handmaiden serving you. We'll be expecting your attendance at the royal ball."

Elora clenches her jaw. Her wrath for the vampires is overbrimming, but she chooses to remain silent. She doesn't wish to get her tongue cut, or worse, beheaded.

"Consider it as a pre-celebratory party for the marriage between Heeseung and Elora as well." The king adds one last smile. "Now, off you go."

"Don't touch me." Elora jerks her shoulder away from Sunghoon's hand just as he is about to escort her, but the prince is not having any of her attitude and grips her arm tight before they proceed to depart from the imperial court.

"My beloved, what caused you such perturbation earlier?" The king speaks to his wife in a soft murmur, and when he looks at her, she is still staring at the door where they had just exited.

The queen releases a shaky breath, and she has yet to realise how her hand is trembling until she feels the king's hand placed on top of hers. She looks at him with shaky pupils. "The mermaidian, she looks exactly like her."

"Who?" The king asks gently as he continues to hold his wife in a delicate manner.

"The first monarch from a thousand years ago." Her lips quiver while her face seems to be paler by the second, before she speaks in a whisper, "The demi-goddess."

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Marriage? Marriage?! The thought of marriage, let alone being married to her enemy, is simply preposterous! Elora buries her face into the pillow to muffle her screams, now having settled into one of the rooms assigned by the queen.

It appears that her screams have reached a pair of ears as he comes striding into her room stealthily. His eyebrow is arched as he stares at the female, who is still throwing tantrums with her head buried in the pillow.

"Don't bother muffling your screams. I could hear you from a distance."

Elora immediately removes the pillow from her face and turns her head to the side, shooting him with an accusatory glare. "Were you in it as well? Did you know that the king would have me married to your brother?"

Jake shakes his head in response, the sincerity in his eyes proves to her that he has no idea, but the corner of his lips quirks a smirk, finding enjoyment in the predicament she is in. "I can't say that I don't find this enjoyable. You should be thankful that our father didn't sentence you to death after your attempts to kill us."

Still lying on the mattress, Elora glares at him once more before she turns her body to the side, her back facing him. "Do me a favour and fuck off."

"No can do. I've been instructed by your groom to oversee you while he and the rest have respective tasks to complete." Jake's mirthful voice irks her to no end, but she remains unmoving. "Come on. Why are you being so boring? You were a lot of fun when we were at the palace!"

"Uughhh." Elora groans out loud as she grabs another pillow to cover her ear. She has no idea that Jake can be unbearably annoying and talkative. Despite covering her ear with the pillow, she can hear knocks on the door.

"Your majesty," The voice of her temporary handmaiden causes her to remove the pillow from her ear. "Princess Celeste has requested for you."

"Tell her that I'm busy." Any traces of mirth have dissipated in his voice as he sounds rather icy-cold, rendering Elora confused by his sudden change of behaviour. From what she recalls, their sister recently miraculously woke up from a coma, so naturally, the brothers were elated, all except for one.

"Princess Celeste is in her room, and she refuses 'no' as an answer." Despite how firm the handmaiden speaks, Elora can detect shakiness in her voice, as though she is afraid the prince might lash out at her.

There is a brief silence for a moment before Elora hears footsteps approaching from behind. The next thing she knows, she is being carried in a bridal style by the prince, eliciting a surprised yelp from her while instinctively latching her arms around his neck.

Elora's heart is pumping hard from the close proximity of their faces, with his side profile greeting her. She glares at him while he continues to carry her as they leave her room. "What do you think you're doing?!"

A faint smirk touches his lips while he casts a quick side glance at her face. "Since I'm on my princely duty to oversee you, I'm bringing you with me to meet my adamant sister."

"Even so, I can walk by myself!" Elora exclaims, and her cheeks go flushed upon receiving stares from the imperial personnel in their vicinity.

"You'll only slow us down. Plus, I want to get this over with." Jake mutters under his breath before holding her more securely. "Hold on tight."

At once, Elora automatically closes her eyes and tightens her arms around his neck, feeling the wind whirling past them as he uses his vamp speed. It isn't even a minute or so when she feels him come to a stop. She flutters her eyes open and shoots him a scowl. "Put me down."

Surprisingly, he complies, setting her down to her feet while she ignores the way her heart flutters as he does so gently. She takes a step back, watching as Jake knocks on the door before pushing it open. He allows her to enter first, and she does, with him following after.

Elora scans the princess's room, finding it odd how there is a lack of ornaments and how the curtains are drawn closed, casting an eerie ambience to the room. Her eyes finally settle on the princess, who is seated on the bed with the duvet covering her lower body.

Elora's lips parted in complete awe at the princess's beauty. Her hair is in a beautiful golden shade that looks rich and silky as it cascades down her slender shoulders. Her crimson eyes glow the same as the others. However, there is a certain ambience from the princess, especially when there is a kind smile on her pink lips and her eyes gleam with warmth.

"Jake." The princess, Celeste, calls for him in a soft, gentle voice. Her eyes are still staring at the cold prince, whose face remains impassive.

"Celeste." Jake greets his sister curtly, refusing to move closer to her. "Now that you've seen my face, can I go now?"

Despite Elora's hatred for the vampire species in general, she can't help but disprove the way Jake is being hostile towards his sister. She casts him a disapproving glance. "Jake." The sound of his name on her lips sounds oddly heavenly, causing Jake to falter as he stares at her. "Stop being a dickhead to your sister."

Elora definitely didn't expect the princess to chuckle at her remark. As she stares at the princess, she is taken aback to see the kind smile on her lips. "You must be Elora. The mermaidian." Celeste's eyes glimmer with admiration as she scans Elora's countenance. "I've never seen a real-life mermaidian before. You look truly divine."

Elora decides to lower her guard and give the princess a small smile before bowing to her. "Your highness."

"That isn’t necessary." Celeste waves her hand dismissively at her. "After all, you'll be a princess consort since you'll be getting married to Heeseung."

Elora's eyes twitch, but she holds back from making an indecent remark. The princess is already being kind to her, so the least she can do is to be polite.

"Why have you requested my presence?" Jake goes straight to the point as he crosses his arms over his chest. "It should've been more than enough for you that the rest have already visited you."

A sad smile touches the princess's lips. "You're my brother as well, Jake. I've missed you just the same as I've missed them."

"I didn’t." Jake scoffs coldly, and Elora finds it bizarre that he is acting this way towards his own sister. He takes Elora by surprise when he grabs her wrist. "Now that you've seen me, we'll be taking our leave."

"I'd like to speak with Elora for awhile." Celeste says sternly, forcing Jake to halt his steps, and Elora takes this chance to yank her wrist from his grasp. "Please."

Jake's eyes harden while his jaw clenches. "Five minutes." He proceeds to trudge away, making his exit and closing the door.

Elora relaxes a hair before turning her attention to the princess. "I have no idea why he's behaving like that when he was fine earlier." She says.

Celeste gives her a sad smile in return. "He's always been like that with me." She then motions for Elora to sit on the chair next to her bed, and the latter complies.

"I've heard about what happened from my brothers." Celeste starts off. "And I would like to apologise on behalf of them."

Elora's eyebrows jump in surprise. "Why?"

"Because you've been held captive, and according to Jungwon, some of them haven't been really treating you well." Celeste offers her a sympathetic smile. "If it makes you feel better, I've already reprimanded them."

"You didn't have to." Elora is in pure confusion as to why the princess is being kind and compassionate towards her. "It was sort of a reciprocity since I did attempt to kill some of them. It's understandable for them to treat me the way they did."

"Nevertheless, they should've been gentlemen towards you." Celeste heaves a sigh, disappointment glints in her eye. "I taught them better than to treat a woman like that."

"They did. At least some." Elora rubs her nape. "Heeseung healed me with his blood, and Jungwon used his magic to heal me as well."

"Speaking of Heeseung, how are you feeling about the whole marriage thing?" Celeste asks, treading her words carefully as she examines Elora's facial expression.

Elora scoffs lightly and looks away from her. "Why does it matter how I feel when the king affirms that I have no choice but to marry your brother?"

"Believe it or not, but I care." Celeste takes her by surprise as she holds her hand tenderly. Elora can see the sincerity and sympathy shining in her crimson eyes. "It must've been awful to have your life dictated by the sovereigns. If I had the full authority, I would've helped you and allowed you to go back to your kingdom."

Elora's heart swells with something unfamiliar. "Why are you being so kind to me when you've just met me?" She asks quietly, as her hand is still being held by the princess.

Celeste gives her another one of her kind, lovely smiles. "I believe that being imposed by something you deem unjust is not the way to form an alliance between two species."

"You want to form an alliance with me?"

Celeste shakes her head. "Not just an alliance, but a friend as well."

"Friend." Elora says the word in a whisper. Her heart clenches with an unfamiliar sentiment. Throughout her life back in Aetherlyn, no one has ever wanted to be friends with her due to her being powerless. Even though she has proven to her people how powerful she was without innate power when she became a clandestine assassin, it didn't change anything.

Maybe it has something to do with Celeste being the first vampire ever to show kindness and compassion towards her, but Elora decides to trust her. And so, Elora reciprocates Celeste's smile. "Sure."

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Elora steps out of the fairly large bathtub with lukewarm water that manages to ease her muscles and grabs the towel on the racks before wrapping it around her body and grabbing another one to dry off her hair.

After what happened earlier with Celeste, Jake escorted her back to her room, and surprisingly, the prince remained quiet and brooding, but Elora took his silence as a good thing. The least she needed was to hear him being chattery all over.

Just as she is about to step out of the shower, which is equivalent to the size of her room, she halts her steps at the moment a certain someone enters with a towel draped over his clothed shoulder. Whereas she is staring at him in complete shock, he doesn't seem too surprised and simply raises his eyebrow at her.

"What are you doing here?!" Elora's cheeks flush pink as she grips the edge of her towel that is covering her body.

"I'm going for a shower." He states in a monotone manner, and while he appears impassive, his eyes are shamelessly raking over her body. Her skin looks flawless, while her hair is damp. Even underneath the towel, he can discern her alluring curves. His eyes fall to her visible cleavage before he quickly looks back at her face.

"But why here?" Elora asks with a scowl, and yet she still avoids his gaze.

"Because this is my shower room and you'll be sleeping in my room, Mia Cara."

"Your room?!" Elora gapes at him in disbelief. "I thought─"

"You thought wrong." He clenches his jaw, hating how his mind bears sinful thoughts the longer his eyes persist on her gorgeous figure. "Just get dressed and sleep." He grumbles before walking past her, and her scent alone is enough to entice him to take a bite of her again.

Elora doesn't waste time and immediately exits the shower room, not forgetting to slam the door closed. She groans loudly at how the night just seems to get worse. Her gaze settles on the king-sized bed, and she swallows harshly. The thought of sharing a bed with her enemy, who happens to be the groom, disgusts her.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Elora, now dressed in a white sleeveless nightgown, sits at the edge of the bed with her body tensed. She hears the door of the shower room open and close from behind. It is bad enough that her bracelet seems to be impaired, so she can only rely on her combat skills if anything happens.

"I thought you'd be asleep already." Heeseung speaks from behind, and she feels the bed dipping, making her shoulders go even tensed. "Relax, Mia Cara. I'm not going to hurt you."

Elora finally turns around to stare at him incredulously. "Why are you so calm and normal about this? It is obviously clear that you're not thrilled about getting married to me either."

There is a brief silence that allows Elora to scan his nightly appearance, dressed in a loose blouse with his collarbones peeking and oddly transparent enough for her to make out his abdominal muscles, supposedly hidden underneath the material. His hair looks soft and silky as it hovers over his forehead. His gaze alone is telling her that he has no intention of hurting her.

"You're right, but what can I even do with little authority?" Heeseung sighs, still standing across from her by the side of the bed. "Trust me, I don't want this as much as you don't. My brothers and I have tried persuading our parents to change their minds, but their decision still stands."

Elora scoffs lightly before rising from the bed. Without a word, she storms towards the door, but just as she holds the handle, Heeseung appears closely next to her with his palm on the door, preventing her from leaving.

A frown touches his lips. "Where do you think you're going?"

"Anywhere is better than to sleep on the same bed as you." She tries to yank the door open, but with Heeseung's strength, it's futile.

"Stop being stubborn and just sleep on the bed, Mia Cara."

"No." Elora grunts as she remains resilient in trying to open the door. "Don't stop me, Heeseung, or I'll─"

Heeseung has her turn around with his hands on her shoulders and pins her against the door. Elora gasps softly at the impact, and when she glances up, his glaring eyes penetrate into hers, sending an odd shiver down her spine.

"Stop being so fucking difficult and get on the damn bed." Heeseung orders calmly, his voice sounds deeper and darker, almost as if he's furious, which he is.

"Fine." Elora acquiesces, feigning obedience, which prompts him to release her.

With his eyes on her, she proceeds to amble towards the bed, and he follows, but she slows down the pace, allowing him to move ahead. Once he is just a few feet away, she wastes no time in turning around and dashing for the door.

But Elora is mistaken. Heeseung has long since known that she does have some tricks up her sleeves.

"Hey!" Elora's heart lurches in her chest as soon as he carries her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. "Put me down!" Even her punches to his back don't seem to deter him.

Before she knows it, she is thrown on the bed without any thoughts of carefulness. She gasps once more as he hovers on top of her with his hands on the sides of her head, trapping her, while his knee is settled between her thighs. With an angry huff, she decides to throw punches at his solid chest. "Get the fuck away from me, you asshole!"

Heeseung doesn't seem the slightest bothered by her mere punches and simply allows her to throw tantrums with profanities at him. He waits, and waits, until the female below is heaving with harsh breaths as she finally relents.

"Are you finished?" His voice has a husky rasp to it, while his crimson eyes seem so oddly alluring, and the close proximity between their faces brings heat to her cheeks against her will.

Just then, her fingertips tingle with the familiarity of her magic before she conjures a dagger and clutches it in her grasp. She quickly raises it to his neck with the intention of threatening him, but a gasp of disbelief leaves her lips when he grabs her wrist with ease. She struggles, even when she is now using both hands to try and plunge the dagger into his neck, but his strength overweighs her.

Soon, she finds herself utterly vulnerable, with his hand locking both her wrists and pinning them above her head. All the while, she feels eerie by the fact that he looks calm and collected despite the fury ablaze in his beautiful crimson eyes.

Goosebumps arise on her skin as the nightgown she dons has been hiked up, revealing her smooth thighs, as do the shivers running down her spine, and she has no idea if they're from the coldness teeming in the atmosphere or just from his gaze alone.

"You." His voice nearly comes out of a growl while a muscle pulses in his jaw. "It would've been a lot easier if you had just given up and surrendered when you knew you had lost."

"I don't lose. Never." Her voice comes out quiet while she feels oddly breathless. "At least not to you."

He cocks an eyebrow in an attractive manner. "Look at yourself, Mia Cara. You're beneath me." A smirk touches his lips as he leans closer until his cold, minty breath hits the cupid bow of her lips, rendering her speechless. "Not so feisty now, are you?"

Elora stares at his lips with hooded eyelids, and something inside of him is close to snapping and devouring the attractive mermaidian in his grasps. She feels lightheaded as something dangerous swirls within her, tempting her to seal his lips into a kiss.

"Heeseung." She utters his name breathlessly as she returns her gaze to his darkening eyes, looking at him under her naturally long lashes.

"Heli." A feminine voice that sounds uncannily like hers echoes throughout the walls in her mind, but she pays no mind to that, not when she can't focus on anything else other than the prince above her and his strong, addictive cologne that invades her nostril.

Heeseung's eyes flicker at her pink, kissable lips that seem to be luring him, as does the way her luminous, indigo-hued eyes gaze at him. He is fighting an internal battle where one part of him desires and lusts for his enemy, while the other part is reasoning with him through rationality.

"We shouldn’t." Elora whispers as the distance between their lips decreases, and yet she finds herself willingly surrendering to him, welcoming his lips on hers.

"Yeah." He whispers before pressing his lips on her awaiting ones.

Elora gasps softly as her lips parted, but she is only giving him access for his wet muscle to enter the cavern of her mouth. Her will to fight off his dark allures weakens, as do her clutches on the dagger before she completely releases it and relaxes her every muscle.

Elora melts against his kisses, surrendering herself to him. His tongue dances with hers in a perfect rhythm before he retracts and pulls away from her chasing lips. His eyes darken with each passing second as he stares down at the panting female. Upon seeing her relaxed, he slowly releases his hand from pinning her wrists.

He waits for her to attack him or anything, but what she does next surprises him. Her hands latch onto his nape before she pulls him down. Their lips meet once more, and this time, a sense of urgency and hunger is palpable with the way their lips move against each other, filled with carnal desire.

Elora runs her fingers through his soft locks before tugging on them, eliciting a low growl from him, his lips sending vibrations to hers. He kisses her like he's punishing her. She gasps painfully at the moment he bites down her bottom lip and pulls it before resuming to kiss her senselessly.

His hand descends to her bare thigh, rubbing it sensually while his touch sends tingles down her skin. She moves her hips, and a jolt of pleasure shoots up through her body when her clit comes into contact with his thigh. She does it experimentally again, and this time, he presses his thigh deeper into her core, eliciting a breathy moan from her as he pulls away from her lips.

"Yeah? You like that?" He rasps, watching as she moves her hips sensually, grinding on his thigh. He can almost feel the dampness seeping through her underwear. He dips his head to press a kiss on her neck.

"Heeseung." She moans again at the pleasurable sensation of his lips kissing and nipping her skin. She shudders when she feels the tips of his pointed fangs graze across her skin in a teasing manner.

"Keep going." He murmurs, his hand on her hips, assisting her to move as she continues to grind on him. He can hear the blood pumping under her skin, enticing him to take a bite. He fights off his thirst for her blood, but the longer he resists, the more difficult it is to contain the darkness.

A pained moan leaves her lips as he sinks his fangs into her jugular, and yet she doesn’t relent from grinding her already wet core against his thigh. Her eyes roll to the back while her back arches, as does her neck, allowing him to drink comfortably from her neck. The pleasure from both administrations is delirious.

"Heeseung." Tears prick in her eyes at the delirious sensation while her thighs tremble as her very first orgasm comes crashing down like a tidal wave.

Heeseung moans, his arm hugging her waist and pulling her closer to his body as he continues to drink her blood. It tastes divine, even better than a mere liquor. He's utterly drunk on her blood.

"Heeseung." Amidst the pleasure, Elora is starting to feel a searing pain from how deep his fangs have sunken into her jugular. She grabs a fist of his blouse, trying to push him away, but her gesture elicits an inhumane growl from his lips. "Heeseung!"

Heeseung pulls his fangs away from her neck, and Elora watches in a mixture of horror and awe as he licks the excess of her blood that is dripping from his fangs. At the moment he opens his eyes, fear resides within her upon seeing the familiar obsidian that shrouds his eyes.

His blood-smeared lips curl into a smirk. "Why did you stop?" His voice sounds eerily dark, so sinister as the way he is caressing her bare thigh, which is locked around his waist. "Did I say you could stop?" He snarls, and his whole countenance looks different. It reminds her of Sunoo the other day, when he attacked her.

"H-Heeseung, you're not yourself." Elora whimpers, trying to push him away from her, but he grabs both of her hands and pins them to the sides of her head. "What are you?" She asks with shaky breaths.

"What do you think, Mia Cara?" He chuckles darkly, his grip on her hands tightening. "I'll let you guess the answer, but if you get it wrong, I'll suck you dry."

"No." She shakes her head, and for the first time, she feels an intense fear for the prince. "Y-You're a monster."

He clicks his tongue in disappointment. "A classic answer, but good try, Mia Cara."

Heeseung bares his razor-sharp fangs while eliciting an inhumane noise deep from his rumbling chest before sinking his fangs back to where he had bitten her, with her blood seeping from her wounds and dripping down her skin and the sheets.

"H-Heeseung!" Elora tries to move her head, but when she does, the familiar, searing pain jolts at her neck. She swears that she will lose her head sooner or later with the way he is devouring her with his fangs. She doesn’t bother fighting back and surrenders herself to him. Tears stream down her face while her helpless cries begin to quieten as her body is starting to lose consciousness.

"Lilith."

An unfamiliar name is being uttered by Heeseung's voice in her head, confusing her while her eyelids are getting heavier with each passing second.

"Lilith, I'm sorry."

"Heli." She doesn’t even have the time to feel shocked upon hearing a feminine voice that is similar to hers in her head, calling for the unfamiliar name, as darkness begins to engulf her whole before her body goes entirely lifeless.

Heeseung, in his delirium, continues to consume her blood with a palpable thirst that is inevitably intoxicating his whole senses. He doesn’t even realise that she has long been unconscious.

"Heeseung, snap out of it!" His inner conscience screams at him, rendering him completely shocked upon hearing his own voice, as though it were a different person with the same voice as him.

His obsidian eyes return to crimson-hued as he blinks his eyes. He immediately pulls his fangs away from her neck, and when he looks down, his stomach feels sickened at the horrific wounds on her neck from his bite as blood continues to seep, tainting her nightgown and the bedsheet.

For the first time throughout his twenty-three years of existence, guilt and regret consume him as he stares at his bloodied bride in mortification.

"Elora?" He cradles her face as he stares at her lashes resting under her eyes. "Mia Cara." His heart clenches as she remains unresponsive.

Cradling the back of her head as he holds her close to him, Heeseung pulls his sleeves down and bites down his wrist before placing it on her parted lips and allowing his blood to go into her system, hoping that she would wake up and her wounds would heal. But minutes have passed, and nothing happens. Her wounds remain seeping with blood.

A muscle pulses in his jaw before he decides to carry her in a bridal style, using his vamp speed to head outside, but he is still unstable, swaying lightly. He holds her securely in his arms, her head lolling to the back. He has no idea how or what to do, feeling utterly helpless.

"Heeseung. Why the hell do I smell her blood─"

Heeseung turns around to meet Jay's steely eyes. The latter appears to have been with some of his brothers as Jungwon, Jake, and Sunoo approach from behind him. All of their eyes fall to the bloodied bride in the groom's arms.

Jungwon pushes past Jay, his concerned eyes turn into anger as they glare into Heeseung's. He uses his vamp speed to get to Heeseung and snatch the unconscious female, now carrying her in his arms.

"What the fuck did you do?" Jake steps forward, and he doesn’t look the slightest pleased. "Heeseung!"

"I─" Heeseung is at a loss for words, the guilt is written across his face. "I didn’t mean to."

"You lost your control." Jungwon states coldly, and amidst the anger, disappointment flickers in his gaze. "We trusted you that you would never lose control."

"I said I didn’t mean to!" Heeseung bursts out, a mixture of anger and sadness brims within him. "I would never hurt her! She's my bride!"

"Yet, you did." Jake glowers at him. "You fooled us into thinking that you had it all at bay."

Familiar voices approach the group before they turn to see Celeste with Riki and Sunghoon, seeming to be in a lighthearted, peaceful conversation. The moment Elora's fresh blood invades their senses, they divert their gazes to the group.

"What happened?" Celeste uses her vamp speed and stops in front of Jungwon. Her hand touches Elora's forehead while she inspects the wounds on her neck.

"Heeseung." Riki mutters as he stares at the eldest, whose blouse is stained with her blood.

"Celeste, help her." Heeseung implores his sister, and thankfully, the latter doesn’t seem to be disappointed or angry at her like some of his brothers do.

"She's still there, but weak." Celeste murmurs, her eyes are in full concentration as she uses her ability on Elora. "Come." She orders as she spins around to walk in haste ahead, with Jungwon, Jake, and Riki following after her.

Heeseung stares down at his hands, which are stained with her blood, and he recalls how he held her lifeless figure. Killing is in his nature, but why does he feel sick to the stomach upon almost killing his bride?

"Heeseung, what really happened?" Sunghoon places his hand firmly on Heeseung's shoulder, prompting the eldest to look up.

Thankfully, Sunghoon, Jay, and Sunoo don't seem to resent him, unlike the others, but their faces remain serious.

"I-I don't know what took me over." Heeseung mumbles distraughtly. "We were in a heated moment, but then I couldn’t resist drinking her blood."

"Her blood triggered you, huh?" Sunoo heaves a sigh, as he knows that feeling.

"I thought I had it at bay." Heeseung clenches his jaw and looks away. "I fucking thought that it wouldn’t take control over me."

"We told you, Heeseung," Jay says in a grave tone. "that no matter how hard we try to keep them at bay, they're bound to consume us sooner or later."

"We're cursed." Sunghoon adds, but his tone is light, as if he has long since accepted the cruel reality.

"Elora." Heeseung swallows the painful lump in his throat as her lifeless, beautiful face appears in his mind.

"She'll be fine." Sunghoon pats Heeseung's back. "With Celeste's ability and help, she will wake up soon."

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hypocriticalspicewrites · 4 months

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Questions for fruitbats🦇🍒

Where on the guy’s body is most sensitive to the touch, it leaves them in a hot mess👀

What is something so small chrysta does, it just turns them on and just wanna go at it with her, right then and there👁️👁️

Out of all the guys, who tends to be more vocal in bed?😏

And who’s is more romantic in bed with their girl?🤭

-MJ~💖

MJ IM GONNA JUMP YOU AND KISS YOU PASSIONATELY YOU AND LAV ARE MY BAES WHEN IT COMES TO FILLING MY ASKBOX I LOVE YOU BOTH SM 🩷🩷🩷🩷 yall got my back ✨️🤞

Gonna answer each question with one of the boys~ 🤭

Were gonna start this one off strong daddy- I MEAN David... with your question, what body part is the most sensitive to touch? 👀

I've said before, David's hands are quite a weak point if you want to get him all quiet and shy [which is him just staring at you like he'd kill you but-] But there's one specific part or two on his body that if it's touched in some way that'd get you a pretty happy vampire~

David doesn't really melt, or get all moany and whiney- never in a million years will he be caught dead like that. But Chrysta gets a lot of grunting and the broken armrest of a chair if she teases at a really sensitive veins, especially one creeping down his v-line to his dick. Wether that be trailing her finger across it, or licking it, it drives him crazy. It takes about 0.01 seconds before he has her bent over a couch fucking her till her brain is sap.🩷🦇

Simple day to day turn on?

Anytime Chrysta is on him... Literally. Any. Time.

She's just hugging his arm? Horny. Arms around his neck? Horny. Hugging him? Showing wholesome, pure innocent love and adoration?

... Horny.

Especially when she asks him to take her riding for practice as she's sitting at the front of his bike, she does this little shimmy up real close so her ass is tight pressed against his groin. Wether she does it on purpose or completely no intention, who knows? All Marko knows is he's PRAYING she can't feel his erection in his jeans when she does it.

Loudest in bed?

That'd be Pauly here- Marko being a hot second with his pussy-drunk rambles. He is NOT a quiet lover with Chrysta or the other boys. He is moaning, groaning, talking, whining, giggling, all of it. He can't help it when Chrysta likes pulling his hair, nipping and biting or choking him a little bit- it makes him even more riled up with how nervous she is about it too.

He wants to be sure EVERYONE in that cave knows how good his mates are making him feel, or vice versa, this vampire has little to no shame in that.

Most romantic?

Dwayne takes the throne for this one. ✨️👑

Well, during sex he's pretty rough and quiet, but afterwards, he's a big teddy bear. 🥺

He's kissing Chrysta's face to wake her up, petting her hair and whispering sweet words and praises while making sure to touch and kiss any bruises or bites left over. He also makes sure she's all clean and comfy, checking on her the whole time while settling down for bed or just some post pillow talk and snuggles. 🩷

#🍒daily dose of cherry🍒#🍒cherrys spice cabinet🔥#fruitbats🦇🍒#self ship #the lost boys 1987 #the lost boys #lost boys #tlb 1987 #tlb oc #the lost boys chrysta #tlb marko #tlb david #tlb paul #tlb dwayne

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lapinedomme · 8 months

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🍒introduction🍒

ETA: feel free to rb my pictures; if you want to tip my cashapp is $spearbun

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My approach to kink can be found here. It's a long read, but I feel it's well worth it.

📕basics:

you can call me peaches 🍑 she/her | femme | bisexual committed domme

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cw warnings for: mild gore, blood, sex, sexual violence, dubcon, mild horror

🩸kinks:

bondage, sadism, giving praise, dumbification, sensory play*, soft & hard female dominance, impact, melolagnia, nebulophilia, breeding/creampies, roleplay, CBT, tickle torture, begging, biting, needles, overstimulation, edging, orgasm control, ruined orgasms, power exchange, mental domination, masks, cockwarming, foot worship, body worship, body writing, vampirism, sounding, pegging, exophilia, tentacles, corruption…

possibly easier to say the things i am not interested in. i’ll add more as they come to mind.

*wax, temperature, deafening, blindfolding, etc

‼️darker kinks:

somnophilia, asphyxiation, blood letting, knife play, free use, hunting, semi-public*, dub-con/CNC, gore (general)

*strictly against actually being witnessed/caught; strictly against involving nonconsenting parties

💢limits:

age play, beastal*ty, ped*philia, necr*philia, scat play, water works, noncon, degradation, racism/transphobia/homophobia, emesis, diapers

#bd/sm community #bd/sm kink #bun posts

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sentimentalkeyboard · 5 months

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Some more facts about the vampires in my graphic novel universe: They Bite! A Ballad of Vampiric Disease.

● A vampires immortality all depends on how many people they've killed. Hence, why most vampires who have children, the child will not live most of their immortality in the body of a baby or young adult. While it's true they may age a bit slower while growing up when they still have to take just a bit of blood as their diet, taking a life and adding it to your own is what marks the true permanence of being a creature if the night- and one is usually between ages 15-18 when a first kill is made ritually.

So, let's say you kill and spill blood of seven people, that's usually either up to 7 or 14 years added to your immortal life! But if you've killed, say, one person, the numbers are much smaller. It's one of the reasons Dawn still looks and seems to age normally, given she hasn't/ or refused to take aby more lives to give her own.

● Speaking if taking a life and gaining more on your own, vampires can lose a life in an extremely rare way. If a vampire can feel or receive as much grief or heartbreak as it would feeling a level of sympathy only a human tends to, it will cry tears of blood that excrete from their eyes. Like I said, it's very rare, but not a completely impossible phenomenon.

● The only way to kill a vampire is either sunlight, holy items, and the most common practice or easiest way, a wooden stake through the heart. Only wood can kill them. However, nothing else like metal or glass, plastic, etc. Even if it can injure just as bad and leave you a small amount of time for a chance to escape, it won't kill them - no matter how badly it hurts.

Because of this, vampire chests/ribcage are extremely sensitive, which is why many will wear opened or exposing clothing, even if it leaves them in a more vulnerable, easier target. Even unwanted touching to the skin can get a good reaction out of a very protective vampire. The skin itself looks lighter or scarred, which only adds to the bodily target imprinted into their flesh.

[Also gonna give a little thanks to @lordfreg for finding me some super cute aesthetic pictures like the one used at the beginning of this! Totally captures TB's vibes. 🩷🩷]

#🍒daily dose of cherry🍒#original characters #they bite!#80s #they bite! a ballad of vampiric disease #80s vampires #vampire #original post #oc #vampirism #the lost boys #inspired #tlb

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arminsumi · 7 months

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hm.. shy vampire armin who’s scared to admit that he’s a vampire to you. when he finally does, you obviously have millions of questions! one of them being about sucking blood 👀 - let’s just say he’s not so shy after he gets a taste of your sweet blood

IM SORRY I DIDNT MEAN TO MAKE IT LONG SISBIWS IM SORRY JAYYY

DRINK ME

↳ ARMIN アルミン + fem!reader

Note : V-VAMPIRE ARMIN?! you needn't apologize when u have blessed my inbox with vampmin 🧛‍♂️❤️ i used to be obsessed w the idea of vampire armin n even made a vampy ver. of him and me in the sims lol it was a whole jay era no one saw. anyways i think i deviated a bit pls forgive i was in a vampy daze 😵‍💫 and p.s. the length of ur req is all good!! no worries 👍

Warnings : vampirism, 🔞 suggestive/smutty content : mdni/mdnr, blood, blood drinking, possessiveness, marking, biting, it's a lil goofy i'm ngl

🍒 More from Jay : Armin works

He bows his head in shame, avoiding your gaze after telling you the truth one night, while the two of you were cooped up in your dorm rooms like two very normal students. Er... well, one normal student now.

"Min... that's..." you begin, too surprised for words.

"... I'm so sorry if it makes you uncomfortable. I just couldn't bear lying to you anymore. Do you... hate me for it?" he asks sheepishly.

"Not at all. I'm just surprised... kinda into it..."

"WHAT." he widens his eyes.

"Nothing." you backtrack, giggling nervously. "I didn't say that. You didn't hear that."

"Nahhh..." he looks at you with an intense gaze. "You definitely just said that... what, do you, like... have a kink for vampirism?" he jokes but your sheepish smile tells him he's right.

His heart pangs.

"Wow... that's freaky." he giggles.

Ooh... his fangy teeth are so subtle, so cute. Lil' chompers craving nothing more than to sink into your warm flesh.

"Sorry..."

"... don't be." he creeps closer to you. "It's cute... but... don't tempt me. Or I'll bite you. Joking... of course."

"Min... I'd let you bite me."

"What... 😳"

"... not to turn me! Just... for a snack."

"... a snack...? Angel, I can barely control myself when you have a tiny cut on your finger, I think I'd lose it if you let me suck your blood. It would be too sweet..."

He'd get a sugar rush, for sure, from gulping down your saccharine blood.

"I wouldn't mind. I lov— I uh... I'll offer it to you anyways. Um... incase you ever want to."

Well now he's looking desirously at your neck, struggling to maintain eye contact. He was so taken aback by you forwardly permitting him to take a sip of you.

He stares at you silently for a moment.

"Uh... would it hurt...?" you ask.

He drops his tone into a serious, concerned voice.

"Yeah... it would hurt quite a bit..." he informs you, "And it takes a while for the mark to heal... but if you're o-okay with... me having just a taste..."

"I am..." you say, "Mmm... weird question, but is it possible for you to drink all my blood in one go?" you suddenly ask, curious.

He chuckles a little, "Um, considering there's like... about five liters of blood in your body... no, I couldn't drink it all in one go." he lightens the darkening atmosphere with a joke, "It'd give me a major tummy ache."

"So... how much would you drink from me right now, to replenish yourself?" you inquire further, pawing closer to him.

He gulps, enticed by your scent.

"Probably a glass' worth...? That's typical." he looks away, too shy to say more. The thought of drinking a glass of your blood felt like asking for too much. "More than a glass would just be greedy..."

"Would it get messy and ugly?"

"Nah... I pride myself on being a clean eater." he winks, endeared by your giggly reactions to his subtle flirting.

It's bizarre to Armin; he expected you to be repulsed by his vampirism. But you're not. You're still flirting as hard as you did before he told you tonight.

"Armin... drink from me." you say seriously, seeing how he was holding his hands behind his back so tight when really he just needed to give into his raw desire.

"Uh—" he gulps as if his mouth is watering, "Are you sure you know what you're offering me?"

"Yes." you say more serious than ever. "Drink me."

Did you intend for that last part to sound so seductive? He can't tell.

He looks at you with eyes blown open, and bats his lashes in disbelief.

Then a a few moments later... he's pinning you to the bed and slotting his slender leg between your thighs.

His lips graze your neck, he kisses it... licks it... takes his time with it. You ask a bit more, breath staggering at his feverish licking.

"Do you always lick this much?"

"Mhm..."

"Why?"

"It's um... like a taste test..."

You feel your cheeks and chest warm up. "Oh... I see."

It's a minute later and he's sloppily making out with the area he intends to bite and drink from, while you happily allow him and run your fingers through his tawny blond hair.

"A–angel... your neck is so..." he swallows his drool, "so pretty... I'll be as gentle as p-possible... promise..."

"You don't have to be..."

"... really?" he asks breathlessly.

"Mhm."

He anyways encourages you to hold his hand and squeeze it if it's too much pain. "I'll stop if you tell me to... I have good discipline, I swear."

When his fangs fully come out, he slowly grazes their sharp point across your skin and gives testing pokes across the sweet curve of your neck. He exposes your neck more, pinning your shoulder with his hand.

One small gasp escapes you as he sinks just a tiny bit of his fangs in. He's trying his best to make it a smooth and clean incision. He's good and disciplined, he reminds himself, he can't just tear into you like you're nothing but a blood filled sac.

"Ah...!" you hiss in pain. It hurts way more than you anticipated, two sharp fangs pricking into your skin.

The way he sucks your blood out feels... sensual. Romantic. Like it's intimate... because it is. How many vampires does he know of that suck necks? It's the most erotic place to suck. It's an unspoken rule in his world to avoid the neck... because it's such an erogenous zone. Usually only lovers poke their fangs there...

Simply said? Armin sucked blood from your neck just to slyly turn you on. Because he had the hots for you. The cute human who wormed into his sexual fantasies.

"Mmm!" you squeal softly for him.

"Mmm..." he groans back, sinking his fangs as deep as they can go, spiraling into pleasure as his lips press flesh against your skin and squish flat.

"Min..." you moan, and now he knows he's got you.

Some blood dribbles down your chest and forms rivulets down his chin. He pulls his fangs out and licks at the wound lustfully, eyes lidded and breath heavy.

"F-fuck..." he curses, feeling himself getting a bit too excited after that intimate moment.

He's quietly patting himself on the back for not losing control even though the taste of your blood made him dizzy.

He inhales deeply to stabilize himself. Then he checks on you, caring eyes peering into your soul.

"Are you okay?" he asks, voice deep and low.

"Y-yeah..." you nod.

"It stings a bit, right?" he asks with a slight glint of sadism in his eyes.

You nod, "Not too much..."

He smiles at you, fangs cutely poking udner his upper lip and peaking out a bit.

"Good... don't wanna hurt my sweet Y/n."

Oops... did he just get a little possessive? Mhm yeah he did. And you don't realize it, but he made sure is fangs sunk deep enough to leave a longlasting territorial mark... he had to let the world know you were claimed as his little human possession.

"Min... you okay? You zoned out." you laugh.

An hour has passed. He cleaned up all the blood and now laid snuggling with you in bed. For the first time, he was spooning you; a small show of dominance that he never showed before biting you up.

"Yeah... just a bit dazed."

"In a bad way?" you ask.

"No. I just get dazed after drinking sweet wine." he says.

"Hm...? Is that so? Dazed and dizzy 'cause of me?"

He smirked, eyes admiring your bite marks in the dim moonlight. He thumbs the skin around them.

"Yeah... dazed and dizzy for you..." he says slowly, voice washed with drowsiness.

He clutches you tight and sleeps.

Do not plagiarize / repost / translate / copy layouts / etc.

Do not steal what I've worked hard to create.

#mdni #armin #armin x reader #armin arlert #armin arlert x reader #armin aot #aot x you #snk x reader #armin x y/n #aot #snk

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revivemyreverie · 7 months

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hiii puts two kids in ur hands ^_^

wat if I said 🎞 gwensmell. age: 19. kinda dreamy hazy loverboy prince scales ur balcony omg Romeo but is also technically boysmell hes good at falling off said balcony and doing parkour bc actor plot armor shield things. generally nice and smiley but it apparently ticks ppl off. a smidge of boysus and ambivalence thrown in there.

🍒 cherisechama age: kinda old widow yknow. vampire. high born lady of society elegant composed but also kinda temperamental and prone to violence dep on the person. not v pleasant to deal with. cruel even. might bite u. insert neon bath tetra slams ur head in the sink visual here.

TEEHEE takes ur children 2 tha sacrifice room /j

🎞 Gwen

When I say 🔋 Zackery for giggles

fr tho hear me out the dynamic of boysus and boyoblivious except Zackery is also managing to get Gwen in insane situations. The type to hand him a ticking time bomb and forget about it😭

I know in reality Zackery would be the one to get a crush first but I also believe it would be hilarious if Gwen fell and was just flirting with him most days without a single success.

On a more literary level they rlly. remind me of the classic hero/villain trope or even opposites attract. Like even their hair are contrast colors😭 Just something about Gwen being super hazy vs Zackery chuuni energy itches my brain in a good way.

🍒 Cherise

OFFERS 🎙️ ALLEGRA AS SACRIFICE

When 🤪 you’re both composed but also horrible people🤪 and when one of u beats up the other they just laugh during it and therefore continuing the cycle of toxicity🤪

Yeah they’re not healthy from the start. Still tasty 4 rev tho.

But yeah I can see them being the couple that acts very secretive and courteous outside when in public and just letting all the ugly stuff out when alone.

But at the same time…smth smth… Allegra can take Cherise’s violence without a tear….Cherise doesn’t mind Allegra’s nonchalance….half of this is made up of Rev delusion….

#TELL ME IF I MISCHARACTERIZED BTW #twst oc #ask #zackery heidrich iii #allegra mahalath #can I ship name them…let’s see…..#zackgwen #allecheri

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summercreolefanfictioner · 2 years

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maya sakamaki aka vampire doll masterlist

maya sakamaki 🍒🔪

her vibes ✨

what she looks like

what she looks like part 2

her face claims

her birthday

bday headcanons

her mbti

the concept of maya

the vampire doll experience

songs for the vampire doll

the school experience

her fashion sense

her fashion sense pt 2

her usual outfit

her makeup

her cherry obssesion

her favorite foods

her favorite ice cream flavor

her signature scent

background overview

her family

her family history

what she feels abt her family

her story plot

her former vampire master

as the heir of the dream world

random headcanons pt 1

random headcanons pt 2

what goes inside her brain

her nervous moments

how she cuts her hair

pet names kanato gives her

charm or ritual before a stressful event

a crime she would likely commit

freedom from her pov

what season suits her best

afterlife and mystery

texting habits-writing style-time-wasting habits

patience-security-vanity

perfect day-hugs-gifts

song-fruit-tea/coffee

travelling-gifts

sleeping habits-artistic side

diet-romance-intelligence

least favorite food-music taste-education level

her first halloween

studying headcanons

diary headcanons

her "first" winter

drunk headcanons

kanato x maya relationship

kanato x maya relationship dynamic

kanato x maya relationship card

the kanato-maya-subaru love triangle

what happened during kanato and maya's reception

shuu and maya relationship

yui and maya relationship

her relationship w/ mukami bros

ruki and maya as textmates

kira and maya headcanons

the cherry aftertaste || kanato x maya

the first bite || kanato x maya

the moon is lovely || kanato x maya

he who has sired 'true love' || kanato's poem to maya

sired bond: a vampire doll's awakening || kanato and maya feat gilbert, karl, devyn

summer gone wrong excerpt || kanato x maya (stalker pov)

cupid's arrow has never hurt so good || kanato x maya

trying to behave || kanato x maya (modern college au)

name, name, name, dare say that name || yui and maya

when the doll invades the serpent's dream || keiichirou and maya (feat. ayato, yui, and kanato)

you're on my watch || keiichirou and maya

the women who never got caught || aleksi and maya

aleksi and maya: the beginning of the end of the beginning

the female off-duty experience || aleksi and maya

maya and aleksi random headcanons

they're just soft girls || cyra and maya

the assassin and the vampire doll || kira and maya

murder is their name || kira and maya

those who tame the beasts || akemi and maya

dolls on a play date || maya x malorie

a doll's fascination || helen and maya (feat. kanato)

romantic feel by feel || helen and maya

when your vampire doll wife meets your human girl crush || malorie and maya 💋

#kanato sakamaki #diabolik lovers #diabolik lovers headcanons #diahell #kanato x maya #maya sakamaki #diabolik lovers fanfic #kanato's vampire doll #dl oc #diabolik lovers oc #diabolik oc

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hypocriticaltypwriter · 9 months

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Now tell me some info and stuff on Chrysta! ((Cherri))

Like was she born there in Santa Carla? How DID she meet the boys? What is her personality like? Is she secretly a vampire?👀

Give me all the info bby gorl I will happily read every little thing🍒🤭

MJ, YOU DONT KNOW HOW HAPPY I AM THAT YOU ASKED!!! 💜💜💜💜

I'll gladly tell you... In the form of an infodumping 6 hour essay-/JJ

BUT ON A SERIOUS NOTE... This might be a bit long, but I'll gladly share~!! Thank you so much for asking eheheheh 😈😈😈😈 I'm also using this ask to Ramble, so I'm so sorry YOU DON'T HAVE TO READ MY 'LONGER THAN THE BIBLE' POST 💀💀

Chrysta wasn't born in Santa Carla, but she's been coming to live with her aunt (mother's side) every summer since she was around seven, so she's always considered herself a local- the same goes for other residences who know her well. She lives way back in good old Utah when during the school year and other seasons. With her father and his wife, after her mom was put in the hospital due to some health issues. But she tries to call her mom every night.

Chrysta's summer home is along the small strip of stores near the boardwalk, where her Aunts house is a makeshift hair and nail salon.

The front is the whole workplace, while a hall separates the rest of the house- and upstairs basement made into Chrysta's room. Chrysta also grew up getting to know Mister Emerson well as when she was around nine her aunt had sent her over to the old man's house to give him some home-cook meals as a thanks for a favor Chrysta was never told- kept secret from her.

And ever since she was kind of a delivery girl for her aunt - if of course she didn't hate it, she enjoyed Mister Emersons company and his silly stories about vampires.

Sure it was definitely something that made ten year old her hide under the covers with a flashlight every night, but the older she got, the more she began to outgrow the fear over something so ridiculous- especially with her aunts rules and stories. She wasn't allowed to even be out on the boardwalk by the time the sun set.

Her curfew was always Eight on the dot, not allowed outside or to invite anyone in. No matter how many times she asked for a genuine answer, her aunt would always say the same thing: "That's when the vampires come out to play."

Of course Chrysta is a teenager in the 80s, and she wants to live her summer days to the fullest, so she usually waits till her Aunt retires to her bedroom to watch soap operas, and sneaks out her room window and goes to have a night out on the town... That's how she met the boys. 👀👀

Since the beginning of the summers, Chrysta had been visiting Santa Carla, and she had already built her reputation of being a drop-dead flirt and total tease. She knows how to sweet talk herself out of a situation or to get a free bite to eat. Of course, even if she's built the label for herself, she isn't cruel or bratty.

She's a total sweetheart! Chrysta seems to get along with many if they're willing to be friendly back of course and even if she isn't best friends with anyone, she's at least a little acquainted or on good terms with most.

So, being the little tease that our Miss Campbell is, Chrysta met the well-known trouble makers of the boardwalk back at the beginning of the summer 87... Er, well, sort of.

(SPOILERS FOR THE LOST BOYS PREQEUL SCRIPT YOU CAN READ FOR FREE HERE!)

Also, wanna write a story or make a comic about how she meets them and her whole backstory, but I'm still thinking about it, but here's the basic outline!

Chrysta is a part of the extremely distant Russian descendant on her mother's side. Yet her face is the spitting image of the princess Anastasia David had fallen for many years ago... It was what had gotten the bleached haired individual and the rest of his motley crew to keep staring at the stranger and her friends standing afar.

It wasn't until Chrysta's friends had whispered to her about the watchful eyes of the boys all perched on their bikes Chrysta had looked back to fully face the four. Eyes locking with the pair of cold blue ones.

As confident as she had been labeled, she immediately brought her gaze shyly to the ground, excusing herself from her friends and disappearing into the busying crowds along the boardwalk. Moments later, the four boys followed after, leaving their bikes parked outside the video store.

And the pursuit continued for a while, stalking and searching through crowds, picking out anyone who looked similiar to the strange, familiar stranger, and when they had found her once more, she had looked back to see them following, only to hurry off and away from their eyesight again.

And it was only after Chrysta had disappeared through the door of the salon she worked at, giving one final expecting glance toward the four vampires they realized something.

She wasn't running away. She was playing hard to get.

So the game of cats and mouse continued almost routinely every night she snuck out, no matter where she was, they'd be there a moment or two later, somtimes vice versa.

And it wasn't until one night Chrysta had decided to hide away inside the video store she'd ACTUALLY meet David, Marko, Dwayne, and Paul. She'd been sneaking around trying to avoid them in the store, peeking around aisles and walking into the next one when they would go to the one she was in- just stupid cheesy cute stuff like that that .awesome me squeal and roll around giggling.

Chrysta does finally get trapped when David and Dwayne cut her off on the opposite side of the aisle, Mark and Paul, on the other, leaving her nowhere to go.

She did talk to them and finally got some names, pulled on her charm, ect- overall playing along and enjoying the company of these new strangers... Until Max had shown up, assuming the the boys were bothering her and tried to get them to leave, thankfully Chrysta explained they weren't doing any harm and made sure to keep their case clean in front of the Video store owner.

Reluctantly, he believed her, but told them to leave as he'd told them multiple times not to come around here anymore.

As a thanks for sticking up for them, David offered her a ride on their bikes, just to check out the boardwalk and beach. Just 'one' ride.

Chrysta was a little unsure at first, like those stoies or cliches of the girl running away on the back of a boys bike. But after some convincing at playful peer pressure from the rest if them, she decided why not. A little rebellion never hurt anyone!

Right?

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ANYWAY HERE SHE IS IM SORRY I RAMBLED BUT THIS IS MY BOO IN ALL HER GLORY!!!

You can also see her ref sheet for more stuff here!

I hope I answered your questions and let me know if anything wasn't clear enough or you need more specifics!

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