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tr1ckysp00k · 1 year

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Can I request platonic bob velseb with a daughter reader? Like what kind of dad he would be, etc

Lovely idea!

Bob and daughter reader

Tw: Cannibalism, poor writing

Just head cannons

🪓 I feel like he would have most likely found yourself in a little box or crate in a forgotten place, most likely because your parents didn’t want to take care of you and were careless enough to just dump you where they thought no one would find you.

🪓 Originally, bob was gonna eat you. He didn’t really have a soft spot for children, he really never liked or cared for them. All he cared for was his appetite. The voices in his head seeming to make his head ache out of starvation for long pig.

🪓 but fate had changed his plans. You giggled out of enlightenment as bob picked you up, putting your small hand atop of his large one. His eyes softened, as if seeing more than food.

🪓 he ended up keeping you, though he didn’t KNOW how to ‘parent’. This was very much of a struggle for him, seeing as he was new to this, and he didn’t really have reliable and kind parents when growing up. Plus, he didn’t really have any ‘baby stuff’

🪓 To keep you out of trouble and misfit, he made a fort of thin small blankets, and torn cushions from old couches that were lying about in the rotting living room. Don’t worry he made sure to check for unwanted pest living amongst the wool and fabric, he made sure to wash it too! Well. . He got it to be as it can be. He’s trying.

🪓 As for baby formula and nappies and other baby products, he’d usually go out to steal from other people. Though, he’d take you with him, and he would often try to stop you from crying or giggling, or making noise period. I mean you wouldn’t leave you child in the woods, by themselves in a rotting building filled with all types of knives and such. Would you?

🪓 growing up with a cannibalistic butcher was not all bad as it would seem. he made everything as neat as could be, and spoiled you a lot. He also taught you right from wrong! Well. . He kinda switched up the rights and wrongs, he IS a serial killer.

🪓 you grew up to work with meat as he did, having him guide you along the way and you were paid well, aside from living in a small town.

🪓that’s all I could think of, sorry it’s short 😭

I apologize for how late I responded, I’ve been a bit tired lately. But I’m back now! And I’ll try to post a bit more often!

I’m debating whether or not I should continue the ‘just a bite’ series

(Pretty sure I will)

Yall let me know if you want me to continue!

#i don’t know how to use tags #spooky month #bob velseb #enjoyyyy #<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3 #bob #fanfic #daughter au #father bob velseb

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tr1ckysp00k · 1 year

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I hate how underrated your work is 😭

A short one shot fic about Bob’s disguise as Barbra.

Check it out under the readmore.

Keep reading

#bob velseb #spooky month #inner demon #possession #yandere #underrated work

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tr1ckysp00k · 1 year

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Ouhhhh I loved your ficlet…. May I request a part 2? It’s ok if not

Bob Velseb x Small! Reader pt 2

{i added my spooky month persona Rylynn. i will be making a post about them later}

Note: (y/nn) = your nickname, (y/n) = your name, (y/f/d) = your favorite drink

🛑TW🛑: bl00d, d3@d b0di3s, some cursing, bob being a c@nnib@l. if you can’t handle that stuff please don’t not read. i don’t want anyone to be uncomfortable or triggered.

{your pov}

You started walking back towards the road that led to the woods. The encounter you had with the red devil guy was a little interesting. Not sure if you should say it was good or bad. It was just…interesting. The cool breeze felt nice on your face as you walked down the street. The only thing on your mind was Bob and how he didn’t seem like how people have described him. When you heard about him for the first time, you thought he would be more intimidating and very brutal towards others. Not an ounce of kindness or anything like it but actually meeting him changed how you thought of him. Change your perspective on a few other things as well. You shook your head as you got to the steps of your house reaching for your keys. Unlocking the door, you enter into your house, closing it behind you before going further into the cozy cabin before flipping a light switch on. You look around seeing everything was still as it was when you left and decide to go to the kitchen to make yourself a warm drink.

{Bob’s pov}

His latest victim dropped to the ground with a thud after stabbing them in the back a few times. It was his fourth one that night. He looked at the knife as the blood from it was dripping to his feet. He licked it while chuckling to himself. Bob put his weapon away and went to pick up the body then heard a sound coming from behind him. He turned to see a tall figure standing in the shadows before it moved closer to Bob. Once the tall figure got into the light, Bob saw it was just his friend, Frank. He sighed glaring at Frank for startling him. “Dammit Frank! Don’t be scaring me like that!” Bob said, putting his hands on his knees to calm himself before picking up the body on the ground. The tall man chuckled at the red devil man’s reaction. “Sorry Bob. Thought you knew it was me since you were expecting me to show sooner or later.” Frank looked behind him at his van that was full of Bob’s other victims. “Especially since I’ve been carrying these bodies for you.” Bob walked over to the van putting the body in. “Well you did owe me a favor since I’ve helped you in the past. Remember?” Frank sighed in annoyance at Bob bringing that up. “I thought we agreed we would never bring that up again…” Bob chuckled, closing the door before turning around to face Frank again. “Let's just get this back to your house so I can clean my van from all the blood.” Frank went around the van to get in the driver’s seat while Bob got in the passenger’s seat. Frank started the car and drove off. The van was completely silent as they traveled along the road throughout the town. Bob looked out the window every now and then looking at all the buildings they were driving past.

Frank looked over at him clearing his throat before speaking. “So uh did you hear about that new killer? I believe they are called (y/nn)? I heard they have never been caught by the police yet.” Bob was taken out of his thoughts when he heard your nickname and that got him thinking about you now. He started thinking about what you said to him before you walked away. He thought about going to see you but he was not sure when to do so. While he was thinking about you, Frank was trying to get his attention. “Hey bob? You alright man?” Bob got shaken out of his thoughts looking at the man who was driving and trying to register what he said. Before he could answer, sirens were blasting from behind them making both men turn around to see the police on their trail. Frank steps on the gas speeding down the street cursing to himself. Bob held onto the dashboard and door of the van scared shitless of how fast the taller man was driving. They raced through the town leading into the woods finding a place to hide the van from the cops. Frank parked the van behind some trees and shrubs, turning the car off waiting for the police to get off their trail before they could continue with where they were originally going. The cop car drove past continuing down the street. Frank chuckled to himself seeing the cops driving away. Bob was still in the van trying to catch his breath from what just occurred. He got out of the van still breathing heavily putting his hands on his knees. Frank opens the sliding door of the vehicle getting ready to unload it. Bob comes around on the other side and glares at Frank. “You doing alright, old man?”

The shorter man elbowed the taller one chuckling a bit. “Yea yea I’m alright, ya jackass.” Frank smirked, grabbing some of the bodies out. “We should probably get going before the cops come back.” Bob nodded before grabbing the rest of the bodies and heading towards his home. Frank followed behind him. “So going back to our conversation before we got chased, have you heard about that new killer at all?” Bob looked at him and sighed. “I actually got to meet them earlier today before I went on my killing spree. I thought they were just a normal person. They were going to be my first victim of the evening until they caught me before I could strike at them. It caught me off guard. We talked for a bit afterwards and I’m planning on seeing them again. They seem interesting.” Frank looked at him smirking away. “Heh yea. I’ve seen them before too but I never got to really talk to them. It was when they were out killing. I only got a glimpse of them before they disappeared.” Bob nodded after hearing what Frank said. “They live around here as well. When I was heading back to the house, I saw them walking to town by themselves.” Frank hummed in response. Both men got to the house unlocking and entering the place.

{your pov}

You were sitting on the couch in the living room with (y/f/d) taking in the silence of the house. You enjoyed listening to the silence but you also like to have company but silence seemed a bit more nicer to you. Usually your roommate would come join you but they had something to do for a friend. Sighing you put your cup down on the coffee table and slouched on the couch staring up at the ceiling. Your mind started to slip back into the thoughts you were having earlier about your encounter with Bob. You were dragged out of your thoughts when you heard the front door unlock and someone entered into the house. Looking towards the door, you see that it was just your roommate, Rylynn, finally back home. “Well look who finally came home. Welcome back, Rylynn.” They looked at you giving a tired smile. “Yea sorry. Took longer than I thought. Did you go out at all while I was gone?” You nodded, taking a sip of your drink. Rylynn took their shoes and jacket off, putting them by the door. “Yea I went out for a bit but decided against walking in the woods for tonight since there’s a bunch of criminals on the loose. I walked around town, talked to a person or two, then went back home.” They nodded, walking over to the couch and standing next to you. “Yea I would have been home earlier but my friend got a little paranoid about a lot of dangerous people being on the loose lately so I had to stay with her for a bit until her partner showed up then I came home.” You looked at your roommate studying them a bit. “No one tried to hurt you, right?” Rylynn shook their head and grabbed your shoulder. “I didn’t get into any danger while coming home. I promise I’m alright.” They rubbed their eyes a bit yawning while doing so. “We should probably get sleep since you still have to look for a new job and I have work tomorrow.” Rylynn nodded as you got up, putting your cup in the kitchen before you both headed upstairs for bed.

{Bob’s pov}

Bob was in the kitchen cutting up the ‘meat’ he just got for himself before stashing it away for later. Frank sat in the living room with the tv on. He had the news on listening in on what had been going on and if the police were on their trails. Bob would glance over every once in a while. “Ya got a place to stay tonight, Frank?” Frank got pulled out of his thoughts and looked over. “Was probably going to stay in my van. Why?” Bob ceased what he was doing before lowering the cleaver looking at Frank. “Frank, ya don’t need to stay in your van. There’s a guest bedroom you can stay in. It’s the least I can do since you are family after all.” Frank sighed getting up from the couch then fully faced Bob. “I guess it wouldn’t hurt to stay for a night or two. Thanks Bob, ya weird bastard cousin of mine.” Bob chuckled a bit before shaking his head. “Yea yea! You're welcome, ya asshole.” Frank smirked, stretching a bit while yawning. “Well I should probably shower then head to bed. I’ll see ya in the morning then. Night Bob.” “Night Frank.” Bob said before going back to doing what he was doing previously. Frank went upstairs for the night. Bob was left alone. With only his thoughts, the sound of the news on tv still going, and the clear cutting into ‘meat’. His mind went back to when he first met you and how you said you wouldn’t mind seeing him. Bob smiled to himself before saying to himself in his mind ‘I might try to go and see (y/n) tomorrow afternoon or evening.’ He finished up the work he had to do before heading upstairs for a shower as well then headed off to bed for the night.

sorry this took me a while to send. life has been crazy. thank you for the request and i hope you liked it! ☺️🫂

#UNDERRATED WRITING

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tr1ckysp00k · 1 year

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Could you write a story where bob breaks into your house and tries to kill you? but you hide and that makes him think that its cute, then he would grab you by the neck but you "hurt" him and he lets you go, and maybe after that its like a chasing thing, he catches you and bites you, he lets you go and then he falls inlove with you... and somehow u started loving him back, dunno, i thought to hard for all of this, pretty sure that it is in the start of one of your stories :P

Playing with food

Sorry it took so long!

Warning: mentions and hints of cannibalism, ?suggestive¿, mentions of blood, and hints hyperventilation

[NOT PROOF READ and its a bit different ]

Enjoy <3

You ran down the wet sidewalk, nearly tripping on every sharp turn you took. You heart out of your chest and struggling to take simple breaths in and out.

The large man in red, sprinted after you. His booming steps were barley heard over your heart beating itself out of your chest, this caused your chest the ache.

With each panicked breath you took he grew hungrier.

You found yourself in a alleyway, the pit of your stomach churning as you gazed upon the bricked wall that sealed your doom.

This was it.

This is where your blood will be stained.

Your cocked your head to the man, who’s eye were filled with mania and hunger.

He taut his blade in one hand to the other. He seemed to be thinking.

“Hm. . Did you know?. .” He says in a deep southern drawl. He rose his blade to his cheek, the knife reflected your face, which was bathed in terror and sweat.

He paused for a few seconds, then finally made eye contact with you, cyan flickered in his wide eyes.

The fear in your eyes wasn’t helping his painful hunger

The itch the bite was almost unbearable. . Almost.

He clears his throat before continuing “. . That the average person has roughly 206 bones in their body?. .”

His large smile had tightened watching you back away in fear.

He had spun the knife in his fingers to point it at you. The tip of the dagger resting in the palm of his hand while arrowing in your direction.

Your back rubbed against the wall, the cold bricks scratching at your back. You rested your hands on top of a couple of trash cans, putting your weight onto them as your legs began to weakened.

Your heart skipped beat when the man jolted at you.

You didn’t delay another second. Swiftly and harshly, you slammed the top of the trash can lid at the mans head. He screamed in pain, as he held his face, now lightly covered in his blood.

Almost immediately, you ran. Not sure where you were going, it was gonna be any where, but here.

The man stayed where he was, a bit light-headed from the hit and holding his face in his hands.

He was mad of course, but intrigued. .

He wasn’t expecting you to fight back, not at all.

The man brought himself back to his feet, struggling to pick himself up to his average height.

He couldn’t let you get away.

Not now.

You already peaked his interest.

— back to you —

You screamed for help, only the echo of your own yelling to answer.

Your stomach and heart ached due to the amount of time you’ve been running. You didn’t want him catching up to you.

You were a bit lost due to your here spinning like crazy. It all happened so fast.

You looked continuously until you spotted someone walking down the sidewalk. Immediately you ran towards them, desperately waving your arms in the air and shouting.

But out of the blue you were shoved to the ground.

He couldn’t just let you run away, now could he?

He held his blade in one hand while his other grasped at your neck, drool leaked from his bared teeth.

Then your throat was greeted with a passionate chomp.

His salvia joined with the red sap leaking from your neck. Your eyes then focused on the knife that he held in his claws.

You bared your teeth and expected the worst to come.

He jolted up once he felt you bite down on his arm.

And you bit him. .

. . hard too.

Or you thought so at least.

He did nothing but stare down at you, his eyes trained into yours.

You couldn’t ignore his cyan eyes glisten with devotion.

Nor the once psychotic smile, now merging into something more kinder, and soft.

You ripped your jaw out of his arm, as pieces of fabric stuck to your teeth.

He did nothing ,but frown and look down at his infected arm, as if he was upset you had stopped.

You slowly stepped back, afraid he would jolt at you again, and finish the job.

He craned his head towards you, before clearing his throat.

“Leaving so soon, dolly? We just started.” He tittered at the snarl you had on your face.

The man approached, to the point where he was now towering over you. They spun the blade to your neck, the scruff of his beard scratched your cheek, as you closed your eyes shut awaiting your death.

“Ill keep you alive, so we can continue this lil game. .” He cooed in the shell of your ear.

Your eye snapped open, a bit puzzled on why he would want to keep you alive.

Though, no matter how confused you were, you couldn’t help but flush.

He span around and disappeared, the shadows engulfed his bulky figure.

With shaky knees you fell to the ground, the cold cement scraped your legs. You couldn’t retaliate what had just happened. .

It was all so fast and sudden.

Millions of questions were left in your head, you were quite puzzled.

‘When will he be back?’

‘Is he going to finish the job?’

‘Am I safe?’

You sat and sighed. You’re head still feeling dizzy and sick as ever.

‘Hm.’ You’d huffed.

‘I never got his name. . .’

Sorry is this wasnt EXACTLY what you wanted!

I also apologize for the lazy ending 😭

Anyways, thank yall for 100+ supporters!!! And happy valentines:D

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tr1ckysp00k · 1 year

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Bob x nurse reader

part 2

A dose of passion

[warning: strong language, mentioning of syringes, slight threatening, ¿suggestive?]

/not proof read/

Enjoy! <3

You woke up to the morning rooster singing its ear-bleeding song. Getting up in annoyance while grabbing a sock that was sitting at the edge of your nightstand and heading towards the window

“SHUT THE FUCK UP!” You yelled, throwing the balled up sock at the bird that disturbed your slumber. You knew what was awaiting for you at work. You knew today was gonna be another day in hell with that tramp, bob.

You got ready anyways. Pinching the bridge of your nose when you where in the front of the hospital. Taking a breath in.

Preparing yourself for what was awaiting for you behind the glass door.

Day 2 • 10:00

You entered, swinging your arms as you walked.

Once you were clocked in, you headed to your patients room.

‘Just a few more weeks, and then this bug is out of my hair’

A slight smile emerges on your face at the thought.

You opened the door to find bob standing at the entrance. His eyes wide as can be and he had his iconic smile on his face.

“WHAT THE HELL!?”

You scream in pure shock, grabbing your other fellow workers attention. Guess he missed you.

“Docs! Yer back” he says, his face full of enlightenment. He was glad to have his favorite toy back with him.

You huffed in annoyance, you hated when he called you that. But not as much as you hated him.

“Go sit back down.” You say in a growl. Surprisingly he committed on doing what he was told.

“A please woulda been nice.” He pouted, giving a frown.

“Yeah yeah.” You groaned in irritation.

“Did you get breakfast yet?” You quizzed the large man, which was slouching in bed, flipping through channels with a singular remote sitting in his hand.

“Nope.” He says, his attention still on the tv above him.

“Dam it.” You huffed, you had to deal with a straight up cannibalistic serial killer, all your workers could to help was feed him. You’re completely fed up.

You’re expected to deal with problems by yourself, without a helping hand. When can you have a break?. .

You return to the room, with a tray of Luke-warm ‘food’ resting in your hands. How can patients eat this stuff? It’s like prison food!

You enter, setting the tray of food down on bob lap.

He cringes in disgust once again at the slop that was infront of him. At least give him salt.

When he was eating, something spotted your eye. A deep cut rested on his arm. You interrupted his gagging by softly grabbing at his arm.

Now all of his attention was on you.

“Did I miss a cut? My bad, lemme fix it for you real quick.” You say while grabbing a needle and a piece of thread. first you disinfected it, then proceeded to work your *magic*.

Bob stared down at you as you began to work. Wincing a bit at the needle thriving into his skin, but needless to say he was more focused on you.

He knew you didn’t care for him. You were just doing your job. Oh, but the thought of you being all his made him swoon. Just maybe one day, not now but one day. .

he’ll have you all to himself.

“Done!” You declared, interrupting his thoughts.

“Thank ya docs.” He said in a soft gravely voice, while giving you a tender smile. His faced bathed in red.

You took notice.

“Is it hot in here or something? I can turn down the temperature.” You stated, to be honest a bit worried of how red he was.

“Nah, I’m fine.” He says softly, as he gazes at your beautiful being. He took back his hand to put the tray aside. The food was utterly horrible. He couldn’t even finish it.

“Well I gotta check on some other patients. I’ll be right back, don’t cause any trouble.” You squinted your eyes, while pointing one hand at him, then disappearing from his sight.

His smile slowly fading, for now he is alone in a isolated room. He gets out of bed and makes his way to the door. Even though you haven’t even been gone for a minute, he is waiting at the door, his meaner akin to a dog waiting for its beloved owner.

Little do you know, he yearns for you. The very first day he laid his eyes onto you, he craves for nothing more but you.

You made a spark ignite within him.

And you may not know it yet, but you like him too. You’ll have to.

After minute of waiting he finally heard that soft jingle of the door knob being mingled with. A smile brought back to his face. You opened the door to be greeted in surprise once again by bob. You jolted up, but didn’t scream this time.

“Quit doing that. You’re gonna give me a heart attack!” You hissed in annoyance, only to make him laugh.

~Small time skip~

You sat in a rusty chair near him, listing down stuff on a piece of paper while bob hovered over your shoulder.

“Dude, some room please?” Your waved your hand at him, prompting him to ‘shoo’ away.

“Only because ya said ‘please’ this time.” Bob slouched, he raised one arm to rest his head under, while a remote rested in his other hand.

“I swear to god, your annoying. .” You gave a slight growl. You didn’t have to be ‘polite’ to him.

“Come on, ya have to like me a lil bit.” He purred, his tone was low and soft.

His smile on his face soon was wiped off clean. .

“Oh please, I don’t like you. If anything I hate you, you’ve been nothing but a prick in the ass.” You seethed.

This made his cringe his nose. He furrowed his brows at you, a bit appalled by the words coming out of your mouth.

“You might want to be carful to who your talkin’ to. .” He growls narrowing his eyes at you.

“Pfff, I ain’t scared of you!” You tittered with pride, only for him to emerge of the sheets of the bed. You flinched at the act.

When he made his way towards you,you ran out of spite, with him following behind. You threw yourself onto the door, only for him to close it shut close again and throw you the other way, knocking you into a shelf. Syringes fell from one of the shelves, catching your attention. You grab one in swiftness, then throwing yourself on bob.

He grabbed the arm that held the shot with a intense grip and pulls your arm near his chest. His claws digging into your wrist, making sure you weren’t able to try and stab that dastardly needle into him.

“LET ME GO YOU SICKO!”

You yell, attempting to yank your hands back.

His eye bored into yours, with a sadistic yet passionate gaze.

“Docs. .” He started his breathing uneven ever-so-slightly.

“Whether or not you try hiding it, I just want you to know. .” By now he is towering over you, his massive structure made you look small. Your eyes engulfed with terror. He smiles even more.

Your fear amuses him.

“I know you love me. . Even if it’s Deep deep deep down. You cannot deny it, doc’s.” He growls in a passionate manner. his grip tightening as your eyes widened.

You whine slightly, letting the syringe drop to the floor. Completely lost in his eyes.

Not too long after, he let you pull away. You rubbed your wrist, still making eye quiet contact with him.

“You don’t know what your saying, I’m only doing my job.. and you’re making it harder than it is.” you spat harshly. He gave a bit of a smirk.

He knew better. You should know too.

You picked up the syringe swiftly, afraid he would pounce at you. you didn’t trust to leave it on the floor near him. What if he tries to use it on you? You wouldn’t put it past him to do such a thing. Especially after this little skit he pulled off just now.

Time skip• 7:00

The day was coming to an end, you were grateful that it was better than yesterday. Though bobs words stayed stained in your head for a while.

Could he be right?

Could you have feelings for him?

Trying a new writing style, god this took a while.

Thank you for reading!

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tr1ckysp00k · 1 year

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•Bob x nurse reader•

[warning: mentioning of scars, murder, cannibalism (I mean, this is bob), mental illness, mentioning of sharp objects (such as syringes, knives and such, ¿suggestive?]

Slightly proof read: I added more detail in certain bits of the story, and corrected any misspellings and missing words <3

Enjoy! <3

After years moving to various health schools, you’ve finally had became a licensed physician! You had a wonderful job, and big house, and lived in a amazing town!

Until. .

Your whole ship sank. You suddenly weren’t making enough money as you should, now this was a major problem considering you needed money to pay off EXPENSIVE bills, and nonetheless food, the very thing that keeps you alive.

All these problems were pulling you at the edge of a cliff, either continue down this path or. .

•

You decided to move to a smaller house in a less expensive town. You needed to be able to pay for food, and a home, so you choose to live in the cheapest town you could find.

This place was not all of a dump. .

Well it mostly was, but it couldn’t get worse. You unpacked your stuff from inside your shabby house, getting ready for a new day in a new place. You’ve already signed up for a job at the hospital. .which looked more like a asylum, but ANYWAYS.

It paid you well, you were able to keep afloat, there were only so many people working there. Your patients were well-behaved too! But then you hit another bump. .

Day 1

11:00 - AM

You walk into the hospital, which was cover in polar white paint, while the floor was decorated in lose, gray tiles. Something felt off once you stepped inside, like today was gonna be a bad day. .

Reluctantly you walked in, dusting off the stomach-churning feeling with a shake of your head. Once you clocked in, almost immediately, you were called into office. The head informed you that you were gonna be handling a ‘special case’ since you were ‘the only licensed nurse’.

•

To be honest, it’s mostly because you were the first person to arrive work.

They had specifically instructed you on what you’ll need to do and sent you off with a little warning.

‘We are not worried about you hurting him, but him hurting you. . If he does get a little ‘frisky’ we laid out some syringes filled with chloroform (aka the ‘knock out drug’)’

•

Now you were worried, a lot actually. ‘He will hurt me? Why would he do such a thing? Is he mad or something?’

You continuously fidgeted with your fingers as you slowly made your way to the pale white door. Your heart rate was at a faster pace, feeling as if it were trying to escape from your chest. You gulped as you placed you hand on the cold handle of the door, slowly opening it to reveal. .

•

Nothing. Nothing but a empty hospital bed, lied out equipment that rested on a tray, and documents. You hesitatingly walked in the room, heading for the documents. You opened the vanilla colored folder out of curiosity, reading through the fine printed lines of words.

‘Bob velseb, hmm what a peculiar name, where have I heard that before. .’

As you tried to flip over the sheet of paper, something felt out from between the pages.

“The devil has come out?” You said in a whisper.

BAM

The slam of the door echoed through your ears, swiftly turning, only to be knocked to the ground. You were face to face with a large man with pale white skin that was lathered in cuts and bullet holes from top to bottom. His smile only contained pure mania. He placed one of his massive arms beside the door blocking it so you couldn’t run off and within his other arm, his hand held a scalpel. He dazed amongst your terror filled eyes, you were basically paralyzed in fear. He pounced onto you, holding the small blade at your neck.

“Did you know. .~ the heart organ can survive 6 to 8 hours outside of the body?…” a chuckled followed his horrid fact.

“Did you know, breath mints are a thing?” You seethed, kicking in the base of his stomach. He slid amongst the smooth-like tiles, then charging at you. You ran in a panic, aiming to grab one of the syringes that were spread on the ground. You did manage to catch one, a small ‘yes’ of relief escaped your lips but, weren’t paying no attention to bob.

You grabbed you by your neck, pinning you to the dirty ground while holding the scalpel near rim of your stomach. Cyan ruled over his eyes with a sadistic passion. And drool ran over his lips, like a river. With swiftness you hammered the syringe into his arm. He hissed out of pain, and threw you aside. He ripped the shot out his skin, and attempted to make his way towards you before

Boom

Went the man, as he made contact with the ground. He was out cold. You had took it to your advantage. .

•

After you removed any bullets that were lodged in his stomach and back, and sewn him up, you decided to do some digging on him. You read through the paper that read ‘devil has come out’ the placed were you left off, and read through the lines.

‘This makes more sense now..’ you thought, as you furrowed brows at the man that was out cold on the small bed, his large stature took over.

‘How isn’t this guy dead?’ You questioned as You glared at the disc that held the blood covered bullets. Suddenly thoughts were put to a pause when you heard the man shuffling around the sheets. You held a vile close, just in case he tries any funny business.

He arose from his head-aching slumber. Holding his noggin in his hand, clearly a bit in pain from the ‘nap’ he took. It didn’t take long for him to notice you in the corner of the room, sitting in a slightly broken chair. He slowly got himself up, and attempted to get off the bed to come towards you, but you showed him the syringe just as a little warning. He plopped back down in bed, still making eye contact.

By this time he had both feet on the ground, but was still slouched in the bed. His fore arms rested atop his legs, as he let his arms carry his weight. His eye were trained onto you, the itching hunger to grab and bite was clear as day in his eyes. You made sure to show him that you were not afraid, staring right back into his crazed filled eyes.

•

All of a sudden someone opened the door, you made sure to keep bob in your vision no matter who it was.

“I say, y’all did well?” The man asked with a question in tone.

“He tried eating me, but I got done what needed to be done.” You say, with a expression that was as blank as a board.

“He… what?”

“Nothing, just keep a very close eye on him, while I get his lunch ready.” You got out the rusty chair, handing the doctor the vile.

Bob frowned a bit when he saw you leaving the room, something about you made him feel a funny feeling in the pit of his stomach, and it wasn’t hunger I’ll tell you that.

•

You had gotten the food prepped and ready for ‘your patient’. You wanted to hurry, you didn’t trust bob with your fellow employee. And if he did get hurt, you’d be responsible for the incident, since you left them both alone.

When you returned, everything seemed fine. They confirmed that bob didn’t try anything, and stayed from afar. You escorted them out the room, making sure they exited safe and sound, then faced the murderous cannibal. You dragged your feet as you made your way to give him his tray, which has plain food sitting in each category of the tray while a glass of fresh water sat at the edge of the plastic serving dish.

“Here, enjoy. Sicko. .” You trailed off at the end of your sentence, for only a mumble to be heard.

He cringed his nose in response, while slightly narrowing his his brows. He looked down at the food in disgust, complaining with a groan.

“This steak ain’t even seasoned. .”

He grumbled in irritation. Picking at the slab of dry meat with a plastic spork.

“Boo-hoo.” You giggled a bit, but immediately stopped when you saw the man frown in annoyance, a bit of sweat beading out your fore head as you reminded yourself you were in the same room with a serial killer.

You got everything done without a hassle. Including getting bob to eat, despite his pro-testing. What you really were ticked off about is that, you were STILL going to have to take care of him for a couple of weeks, until his injuries have recovered.

• What a way to star the day. . It’s not even past 12:00 yet.

• He’d request for you non-stop through out the day.

• Needed to get some paper work done? Forget it. You were on break? Time to get to working again, your patient is in need of you. You couldn’t even go to the bathroom without being bothered.

• bob had MADE sure it was only YOU coming to his rescue, attempting to bite, or tear into any other twat that tried laying a finger on him.

• when you did snapped at him for his constant, annoying request for you, he giggled it off saying it’s was cute seeing you this frustrated.

•

“There are other people here, why don’t you try asking assistance from them!?” *you’d hissed in irritation, frustration was visible*

“*he chuckles* aww, don’t

Be so mad. . Isn’t it yer job to help those in need, docs?” *he coos*

•

• but once the moon made its way up the night sky, you had given a sigh of relief. Finally able to rest, and someone else would have to put up with his bull-crap.

• When you were getting ready to go home, after a day of long work. You bid the tramp adieu, the frown he gave what up-most satisfying. Though, come tomorrow, you’ll have to go through this hell with him again. And he knew it.

•He just couldn’t wait.

Just until I figured out what happens in part 6 of just a bite.

Thank you for reading!

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tr1ckysp00k · 1 year

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That’s one way to distract him

P.s Im finding it a bit difficult looking for a design for y/n, so they look a little different than before

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tr1ckysp00k · 1 year

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Just one bite?

Part 5: pest control

[warning: cannibalism ofc, blood is mentioned, hints of forced cannibalism, hints of stalking, its bob :), !suggestive¡ NOT PROOF READ] It’s short

P.s. you and bob are dating now

Enjoy! <3

You and bob had arrived home. The sudden change of temperature, when entering the house caught you off guard. The both of you were drenched in snow, the cold water bleeding through your thin coat.

You excused yourself, informing bob you’d be in the bathroom, changing out of your soaked clothes.

“Yes please! I don’t want cha gettin’ sick again, lamb chops.”

He says, smiling softly as he removed his drowned jacket off his shoulders. You made you way to the bedroom, opening the door with a soft creak following along as you opened it. You bent down to shuffle through the drawers, filled with different colors of cloth. You picked a outfit to wear to bed, then headed towards the bathing room, throwing the clump of clothes onto the toilet cover.

Most of your shirts were missing so you didn’t hesitate to grab one of bobs shirts to wear to bed. Plus, you quite enjoyed wearing over-sized shirts. You heard bob entering the room, just from outside the restroom. You also heard the loud, roar-like yawn he let out. Poor thing must be tired.

You stumbled your way towards the sink to brush your teeth, but your brush wasn’t there. Again. How could you lose another toothbrush? You always put it in the same place. Maybe there are rats.

‘Ew’ you thought to yourself. You gave a huff of annoyance, you were very worn out from today. You just needed sleep. You nearly tumbled on the large shirt that was basically dragging amongst the ground.

Bob was sitting up in bed, with remote in hand. He was facing your direction. And the look on his face was a sight to see. His face was lathered in a red-hot tint, while his eyes were bathed in awe as he looked you up and down.

“I can barley find any of my shirts, and I don’t feel like doing laundry. . I Hope you don’t mi. .“ you were cut off by bob, nearly falling from the mattress.

“No, no, no! I don’t mind at all, lamb! I want cha to be comfortable, what kind of host would I be if I said otherwise??”

He says slightly quirking up a brow. You gave a kinder smile, taking light steps towards the large bed, while bob assisted you up. You got comfortable, lying your head onto his chest.

“Bob I think you have rats.”

You scrunched up your nose.

“Huh? Rats? What gives ya that idea?” He questioned your sudden assumption.

“They stole my toothbrush. Again!” You huffed, furrowing your brows.

Bob chuckled softly, fiddling with your hair.

“Don’t cha worry ,dove. I’ll get ya a brand new one by tomorrow.” His voice soft as velvet.

You shifted yourself, removing your head off of his chest and turning you body away from his. He gave a slight frown in the process. You lied your head down in the space between your crossed arms.

“I’m gonna hit the hay. Good night bob.” You yawned, shifting yourself a bit before finally finding a comfortable position.

“Good night.” His tone was low but tender. He lays next to you, his hands finding place on your waist.

Night time• 10:27

Bob sits up, wide awake. His glasses placed on the bridge of his nose. He scrolled through YOUR phone, as if he was reading a everyday book. Softly smiling at photos of you, and how happy you looked. He would kill just to have a happy photo of you and him together. He would kill to just have you all to himself. He found his way into your contacts. His soft smile turned into the grimace.

The stupid tramp that expressed his feelings for you had been texting you all night, non-stop.

‘Hey y/n I’ve been thinking about you’

‘Y/nnnn are you awake?’

‘I heard this new cafe opened up! Wanna get a drink there some time?’

‘Are you asleep?’

‘Y/nnn’

‘Doesn’t he know my darling is sleeping?’ He growled. Bob knows that idiotic boy doesn’t deserve such a beautiful, gentle creature. He thought of nothing else, but how to get rid of this twat. The annoying voice rang through bobs ears. His impulsive thoughts interrupted by your shuffling. A kinder smile is brought back to his face, his arms finding place around your hips, giving you a gentle hug. It soothed you. He gave a light kiss on your forehead. only soft, kind words left his lips. Easing you.

“I’ll get rid of the ‘rat’ sooner ‘er later. Then it’ll just be me and you again.” He purred, giving your hair velvety strokes.

Then a idea rang. He grabbed your phone. A spine chilling snarl took over his face. His eyes full of mania.

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“Hey dave.”

“I thought you were asleep!”

“Yeah, I wanted to ask something of you.”

“Ofc! Anything for you!”

“Do you know a place called grills n’ boys?”

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Morning• 10:00

You were rushing to get ready. being picky about what to where, and stressing over what time it was. You stuffed everything you needed into a unorganized bag.

You rushed into the dining room, fumbling to put on your shoes.

Bob took notice of your running back and forth. A tad bit confused on what you were doing, and where were you going. When he heard you tumble on yourself, he swiftly turned towards your direction, a spatula in his hand, and his arm resting on his hip.

“Are ya alright, lambs?” His tone was loud, and it was clear that he was worried.

“I’m f-fine!” You sighed in exhaustion.

“Lambs, aren’t cha gon eat breakfast?” Bob questions, tilting his head slightly to one side.

“I can’t! Getting ready!” You replied in a huff.

“What exactly for?” He shot you with another question. You continued the fumble with your shoes, ignoring his quizzing.

“For?” He repeated, his tone a bit more serious this time.

“To go to a small cafe.” You exhaled in relief, your shoes finally slipped on.

“By yourself?”

“NoOoo” you hummed.

“Please don’t say it’s with ‘Dave’”he cringed his nose.

“YeUp!” You replied in optimism.

“I’ll see you later!” Waving bye to bob, when you were stopped in your tracks. Bob tugged at your shirt, and had his hand wrapped around your arm.

“Don’t leave me by myself… please..” he whined, groveling at your feet.

“Bob I gotta go.” You attempted to kick him off, only for him to wrap both arms around your legs, falling onto your stomach.

“QUIT BEING A BABY, DAMMIT.” You squirmed, trying to free yourself.

“You can’t leave meee, lambs…” his pouting was akin to a child throwing a fit.

You finally managed to break free, rushing out the door and slamming it.

‘Weirdo’

-Time skip- 11:30

“Hmm welp, they said this is the place.” Dave looks up at the dim-lit sign that read ‘grills n boys’

‘It’s a bit questioning that they want to meet up here..’ he pondered around the ally that was near by, following the walls until he was behind the restaurant. He looked down at his phone, nearly about to die. ‘Aw I wish I remembered charged it. How clumsy of me.’ He suddenly heard footsteps approaching. He got excited. Though within each step they got louder and louder. Until a silhouette of a demon erupted out of the shadows.

“Y/n?. .” His tone was now in worry. His rosy smile was immersed with fear.

Scrape scrape

Was all that could be heard through out the thick brick walls of the shady alley. The person in red approached, hunger engulfed his blood-shot eyes.

“Y/n. . This isn’t funny.” He’d whimper, acting as if this was all some sort of prank. It wasn’t. This is where his blood will be stained.

One blink was all I took for the large man to charge at the pest.

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~Your prospective~

It’s past 2:30 and you friend had not arrived. Maybe he had other plans? He should’ve informed you though. To be honest it kinda hurt. He was one of your bestest friends. You got picked and prepped just for him. .

You decided to head home. Slowly opening the door, and immediately greeted by bob engulfing you with his large arms.

“Lambs chops! Yer back!” He said in enlightenment causing the small cloud over your head to turn into a ray of sunshine. You loved the big goof. You returned the hug and made your way towards the couch. You deserved some tv time. It was only two in the afternoon so news won’t be on until later. Meanwhile bob had already cooked you a meal. How thoughtful. He handed you your plate, while you mindlessly took a bite, you were really focused on the television.

“Hope you enjoy yer meal, lamb chops.”

“Mhm.” You said absent-minded, the juice of the meat falling everywhere on you and the couch.

Bob had frowned a bit.

“Doll your makin’ a mess!” He exclaimed, going to the table to fetch some napkins.

He wiped your hands down, and stuffed a napkin in your shirt.

When the mess upon your face grabbed his attention.he wanted to clean it up, but instead of using a napkin… He lightly grabbed your chin, guiding you to face him.

“Bob. I’m watching something right now.” You pouted, side-eyeing the tv.

Your pouting was put to a stop, once you felt bobs tongue graze upon your face. you squealed out of surprise.

“WHAT WAS THAT!?” He backed up to one end of the couch. You face bathed in red and embarrassment.

“I’m cleanin’ up yer mess.” He smiled softly. His hand caressing you cheek, ever so gently.

“U-USE NAPKINS, YA WERIDO.” You shout in abash. You were completely appalled by his actions. But he continued to ‘clean’ you nonetheless your weak pro-testing. You couldn’t deny it, you liked this side of him. Once finished, he gave a toothy smile of pure innocence. In which you didn’t buy.

“Maybe if ya paid any attention. .”

“I hate you.” You seethed.

“Don’t be hurtful, lambs! Be grateful that I was gracious enough to clean ya up!” He tittered.

You avoided eye contact, hiding your face filled with pure-embarrassment.

“Lambs.”

You didn’t bother looking up, but instead responded with a ‘hm?’ While munching on you sandwich

“I solved the ‘rat’ problem.”

“Cool.” You continued to eat, while he gave a flabbergasted look.

“That’s it?”

He huffed.

“What you want a cookie or something?” You giggled.

“I would like a ‘reward’.” He cooed, a sly grin emerged upon his face.

“No.<3” you responded, picking yourself off the couch, while he trailed behind. ‘Please’ and ‘why not’’s followed along.

Bonus•

Bob made his way into the abandoned home, dead and scratched up pictures of him hanging on the rotting walls. He look down at the slumped body of your friend. He brought a sickening smile to his face. He had nothing to worry about. Now that the pest was gone.

He has his precious lamb to himself.

My head hurts :)

Also thank you for reading!

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tr1ckysp00k · 1 year

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I had made some more drawings of my oc! {I changed him up a bit}

I’m also currently making a part 5 of

‘Just one bite?’ So come Thursday

It should be out!

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tr1ckysp00k · 1 year

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Is there gonna be a part 4?- i just saw all of them in less than an hour, they're amazing!

Why thank you!!

And ofc there will be a part 5! I’m just going through some writers block rn! But very soon I’ll will be posting a part 5 :D

Thank you all for being so patient! ❤️

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tr1ckysp00k · 1 year

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if your still doing requests i have one! reader is in the process of becoming a vampire, i like think of it as 3 phases first, reader will be more hungrier than usual, yearning for human blood. second reader will start biting things like themself and sometimes even bob! and finally their ears turn into a sharper shape and start stalking people at night to suck their blood! >:) also a small note this happens when they start dating so bob is our s/o! and we help him with his "work" as well! :) take your time!

Hehe I like this :D

{warning: ¿suggestive? mention of blood, hints of violence} {it is now sorta proof read}

•Bob x vampire reader•

You were both born and raised as a vampire. And it wasn’t easy, not at all. Having to blend in with the locals was a bit of a hassle! And those sunny days made it no better.

You often have to go city to city and town to town. Until you found one particular town that stuck with you. It was a bit of a shady place both figuratively and literally , which was helpful for a vampire such as yourself, and was filled with some shady people.

A lot of weird-what-nots would happen here and there, which made it easier for you to blend in. No chance of anyone noticing you.

You often lured your clueless victims into the dark wood, which was embraced by thick, green-like fog, resting at the feet of the scrawny-like trees.

To be honest not a lot of the people on the town were ‘bright’, most of them were very stupid actually. So catching your prey was easy as pie! Until you bit more than you could chew. .

You heard of a place called ‘grills n boys’. Which was quite popular with the people in the gloomy town. You wanted to have a look for yourself. More people, more victims. Of course you never liked picking off of innocent people, you needed to stay alive.

You spot someone prefect! He was a bit on the bigger side, meaning he would have plenty of blood to share. He couldn’t be that hard to handle. . Right? The poor soul doesn’t know what’s after him.

You decided to make your move, scurrying through the small crowd of people to the front of the line, while faces of disgust and disapproval trailed behind you.

The rang the small bell ,that was placed on the counter, continuously and swiftly. Attempting the catch the large man’s attention. When your ringing was out to a stop, the man turned swiftly, a large smile engulfed upon his face. It made your skin turn more pale than it was.

He quirked a thick brow, seeming confused. “Well howdy there. You must be new in town!” He said in a southern drawl, you weren’t expecting.

“Yes. New.” Your eyes narrowed at the table, unable to look into his own, let alone look at him at all. He is clueless on what’s coming to him. .

You both stared at each other for a uncomfortable amount of time, his eyes wide, and giving you a wide smile. After a bit he glanced down, then back at you, causing you to look at what he was looking at. The menu. Ah yes, you have to order something.

You scrambled to grab it, opening it swiftly and shielding your face from his stomach-churning stare. When you looked above the laminated-paper, you saw his back faced towards you, his cooking carrying a delightful aroma.

He turned to serve a costumer their dish. You swiftly buried your face in the folds of the menu, catching his attention. “Are ya ready to order?” He questioned. You slowly arose, making some-what eye contact with him. Humans are so hard to communicate with. Especially the ‘intimidating ones’.

Clearing your throat, you made your way to answer. “I’ll have the uhmm. . Number one?” Your tone was shaky and weak, and you were a bit in question of what you just ordered.

“Ah! The classic! Comin’ right up, doll” You couldn’t help but flush. Doll? That’s new.

Hearing the slab of ground up meat giving off delightful sizzles on the pan was up most satisfying! And the breath taking scent, made your hunger grow more. Too bad it wouldn’t satisfy your hunger. You’ll still need the blood.

After a bit of waiting, your order was ready. Steam arose from the juicy, burger. “Order up!” He slid the plate of food towards you ever-so gently. “Enjoy, dear.” He turned to the stove, then stopping himself, to turn towards you once again. “By the way, I’m bob.” He hummed, placing the tip of his hand on his chest. “Oh, I’m y/n.” You said in a soft tone. “Nice to meet you, y/n.” A toothy smile appeared on his cheeks.

You took slow bites of the food, it tasted amazing, but unfortunately it wasn’t filling. He watched you eat the meaty delicacy, his eyes trained onto your small structure. It gave you chills. Though, he did look kind of. . Cute. He wouldn’t last long though. . you have to do what has to be done. It’s either you or him.

It took time for the crowds of people to die down. Hours later, you and bob were left in the shop. Soft music played off a radio in the back of the kitchen. The hunger in your eyes was intense and evident, staring at bob while he tidied up the dirty plates and bowls.

He turned towards the counter, a bit startled at your presence. “Ah! You’re still here? It’s a bit late don’t cha think?” Curious to why you stayed behind. Maybe you were still hungry. “Well, I don’t know about you, but I’m headin’ home! I’m a bit famished!” he smiled, once again it made you a bit timid. What kind of human smiles like that? And that sickening hunger in his eyes. It was akin to yours.

He made his way out the shop, his large hand placed on your back as he lead you out the doors. “I’ll see you around then!” He tilted his scarlet red hat, bidding you adieu. You were not letting your prey get away that easily. No way. You snuck behind the building, and followed him. Following his thunderous booms until you met the rim of the forest. You saw his large silhouette been engulfed by thick fog. Now where is he going? You hesitated but followed him, taking quiet steps behind. Until once again you were put out to a stop. You nearly bumped into a wooden dowel which was connected to a shack-like house. And the stench that surrounded the rotten hut was unbearable, even for you. No way he lives in this garbage heap of a home. You pinched your nose, the stench making your eyes slightly water.

You enter anyway, you never let you victim slip past you!

SLAM

The door shut close behind you, the culprit of the loud noise was none other then bob. You panicked, at the mere sight of him, and the large snarl that immersed his face. Maybe letting this victim go wouldn’t be a bad idea.

“Now now, what do we have here?~” he hummed. You took a chance and attempted to pounce on him, only to be knocked on the ground, dust flew around your grounded body. “I knew there was somethin’ off about ya. .those sharp teeth n’ ears. That pale skin.” He growled, digging his claws into your neck. You hissed, pitifully attempting to scratch his face. He threw you onto your stomach and cuffed your hands with his, pinning you to the ground. your stomach pressing against the wooden frame of the floor.

Drool creeped out the sharp corner of his lips, dribbling onto the floor. Hunger took over his eyes, they were blood-shot red. Wanting nothing more than one. Bite. “Well, how the tables have turned. . I Wonder how vampire taste like.~” this was followed by a roar of a laugh. causing you to panic, your eyes going wide in terror. “WAIT-“ you’d screech, but he wasn’t stopping for nobody. .

A sharp pain in your neck, caused you to whine out. Clawing the rotten wooden floor underneath you. He latched his jaw into the flesh of your neck, making sure you couldn’t escape his grasp. His claws dug into your wrist the more you tried kicking him off. No matter how much you squirmed his grip didn’t loosen. This was indeed a grave mistake.

Right when you were about to lose all hope, he ripped his teeth out of your neck causing you to yelp In pain. He licked up the blood that fell on the surface of your neck. “That-thats not fair. .” You said weakly, hardly able to muster up a sentence due to your hunger, and the loss of blood. It wasn’t supposed to go this way. This was supposed to be YOUR prey, not you being HIS PREY. God, it was humiliating.

The large man chuckled above your crippled own. “Taste smokey.” He tittered. You yanked your arms out of his grip, scooting towards a wall. You hissed once more, anger clouded your eyes. You were just hungry. Bob stood were you left him. He glanced at you then his eyes flickered around the room. Picking himself off the ground, he squandered in the living space in search of something. You watched inquisitively, yet still giving him a deathly glare while rubbing your red-lit wrist.

He then reached down to get something, turning and making his way towards you. You’d cower away, hugging the wall that was besides you and squeezing your eye shut. You then felt a soft tap at your shoulder, which caused your eyes to snap open, looking up at the large male.

What he had in the claws of his hand was a limb, he seemed to be offering it to you. ‘He mauled at my neck? Then offers me food? Am I missing something?’ Was you thought, but you snatched it out his hand anyways. Sucking the left over blood that was in the fore-arm. “Just a little hungry thing aren’t cha?” He chuckled, reaching his arm out towards, you causing you to hiss at him. You glanced out the broken window then back at him, he turned back in curiosity of what you were looking at. You took this chance. You threw the limb at the back of his head and ran towards the shattered glass frame. Transforming yourself into a small, winged creature {a bat}, while blue-like smoke surrounded your small body. He didn’t say or do anything about it surprisingly. He stood near the window frame, watching you vanish into the star-lit sky.

Time skip~

Because I’m lazy like that

You did often come by to get a ‘snack’, when you were too tired to catch prey, and he happily obliged! Though, you’d wish he’d put an end to that horrid stench. He also let you stay for a while, or spend the night with him when it wasn’t safe to go out.

You two get more and more attached and start dating! When ever he needed help with ‘getting dinner’, he’d ask you to come along! (He likes your company.) you often pretend you were hurt, fooling your prey to help you out. Only to be surprised.

Bob often spoils you with heavy amount of cuddling and kisses! Sometimes he even lets you bite him, though it’s a bit of a weird feeling for him. Having your blood sucked out of your body. After doing so, you kiss the little souvenir you left on his shoulder better!

He also questions you a lot. Like a lot! They mostly go like this; ‘how does it feel when you transform?’ ‘What happens when human food enters your body? Does it digest?’ ‘Do all vampires sleep in those lil’ coffins?’. Stuff like that! Or he’ll tell you some of his iconic cannibalistic facts! Either answer to his head-aching questions or. . Listen to his on-going facts about the human body. You decide.

Bob collects blood for you! Loads of it. He does not want you going hungry on him! After all you are his little blood-bat.

Mk! That’s it! I apologize if it wasn’t exactly what you wanted!

Hope you enjoyed! Thank you for reading! :D

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