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nightfoxqueen · 15 hours

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No thoughts, just Alucard

Why is he so pretty? I love him sm

NOT MY ART!!!

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nightfoxqueen · 15 hours

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not to go all cringe on main but fictional characters have genuinely helped me through some of the worst shit in my life n i’ll forever be grateful to fiction for giving me comfort when i’ve needed it most

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nightfoxqueen · 21 hours

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Nightsmares and Dreamscapes - Drake x Reader (Ikemen Vampire)

A/N: Whelp. I did it. I wrote about Drake and monster...something. Don't worry, there's no smut - I was not going there so I got creative. Thank @yanderepuck for poisoning my brain to the point that I wrote this, um...let's call it a crack kraken fic which could possibly be the most ridiculous thing I've ever written posted. If I even make one of you out there laugh, I'll be happy. Unlike Drake...

A/N #2: Disclaimer - I have not read any translations for Drake's route or his events. I am certain this will be wildly ooc and this was written as a joke between friends. I am sure Drake's deserves better, and one day I might write him a better. But that day is not today.

Pairing: Drake x Reader

Prompt: Drake has a nightmare. A very scary one. And it might have nvolved a kraken.

Word Count: 781

Tags: no actual smut, but Drake is...well...he's got some kinks.

“Drake?”

It was dark when Drake stirred in his sleep, awakening you from your slumber. He was mumbling incoherently, most likely in the midst of a dream.

“No… No more…” His arms flailed in the bed, almost as if he was pushing something away. “Begone you vile creature!”

“Drake?” you whispered in his ear, rubbing your palm gently down his arm, hoping if this didn’t wake him, it would at least calm him. “Shhhh… It’s just a dream.”

When that didn’t seem to work, you wrapped your arms around his waist and pressed your body against his. “Drake,” you whispered in his ear, a bit louder this time, “you’re safe in your bed. In your home. Next to me, your lover.”

His body slowly stilled and the incoherent mumbling stopped. He turned in your arms and faced you; his silver hair was a complete mess, but he had the most adorable, embarrassed look on his face.

“Do you want to talk about your dream?” you asked softly as any caring lover would.

“Dream? It was a bloody nightmare! My God, it was horrible. Dreadful….” You listened as Drake described his nightmare – most of which involved a rather angry kraken – in far more detail than you ever cared to know.

“And then the Kraken finally let me go. Oh, it was awful. Please hold me.”

You took him into your arms, your fingertips barely touching him as you rubbed his shoulder. He rested his head in the crook of your neck, making soft whimpering sounds as he settled in.

You pulled back when you heard a different yet familiar sound. Worried he was dreaming again or something, your cause for alarm increased when you felt something wet on your skin.

“Are you….weeping?” Your hand flew to your mouth, preventing the laugh that was bubbling in your throat from escaping. You knew in your heart it was wrong to laugh at Drake right now, he was your lover after all. But instead, your mind kept imagining a giant – and ridiculous looking – kraken.

Drake looked up at you, teardrops glistening in his eyes. “You were not there. You do not know how….horrible…it was. It was truly frightening. Hold me again.”

You tried your best to be a sympathetic lover. But try as you might, Drake did just remind you that you were not there in his nightmare, and clearly had no idea of how truly horrific his ordeal with the kraken exactly was.

“I know I wasn’t there,” you said, in your most soothing voice, “but…” Drake pressed his body against yours, causing you to pause, a familiar firmness pushing against your thigh.

“Drake?” you asked, truly confused as to how you would broach this touchy subject.

“Yes, my dear?” he replied sweetly in between sobs.

You grimaced as if you just swallowed some awful tasting medicine. Here goes nothing. “Drake, are you, um…”

He looked up at you with the saddest puppy dog eyes. Maybe if you closed your eyes, you’d find yourself in a nightmare of your own and save you from whatever this was.

“How do I say this delicately…” you pondered aloud, “but are you…I dunno…excited right now?”

Utter confusion washed over his face. “Excited?"

You let out a very heavy sigh, “Really, Drake? You’re gonna make me say this?” He stared at you cutely; was he…batting his eyelashes at you? “Oh, for fuck’s sake…Drake, did the kraken turn you on?”

“What?! No! Absolutely not. That’s disgusting! What kind of animal do you think I am??” he shrieked at you, horrified. He then lowered his voice, his face hovering close to yours. “What would ever make you think that way?”

“Well, um….” Your gaze drifted down towards his hips.

“Oh…that,” he said in a strangled voice. “Well, that’s rather embarrassing, isn’t it?”

You closed your eyes because maybe if you opened them, you’d wake up from this nightmarish hell. Right about now, the kraken wasn’t sounding too terrible.

“Hey…”

You opened your eyes to find Drake staring at you. Nope, not a dream. Yet.

“Would you find me any less of a man if I did say that I did find the kraken…”

“Don’t even finish that sentence, Drake.”

“Sometimes…when I’m out at sea…”

“No, Drake…”

“And I have no idea when I will see you again…”

“Go to bed, Drake.”

You rolled over on your side, hoping this would give him a much needed hint.

“Psst…”

“Yes, Drake?”

“Did I mention they have tentacles?”

Drake soon found himself unceremoniously removed from the bed. He took his favorite blanket with him as he made a nest on the couch.

“Well, that didn’t end well, did it? How disappointing.”

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Swing Swing by All American Rejects

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If you see this you are OBLIGATED to reblog w/ the song currently stuck in your head :)

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tiny tako 🐙

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Have you heard of the Shroud brothers? (ft. human ortho)

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WC: 1,745 Writing Prompt: Play Fighting/Playing with Hair Pronouns: She/Her Tags: SWF ┃Modern AU ┃Road Trip ┃Fluff ┃Slice of Life ┃Pinching Kisses┃Established Relationship┃Teasing Dividers: @natimiles This may potentially have a part two! [Master List] [Invitation to Crown]

Arid desert air swept through the hair of three beautiful Crown members riding in a black convertible as it sped down the blacktop that stretched for miles beneath them, just as the boundless blue sky did above them. The static of an FM radio played even though no one was listening to it, and a cloud of smoke that breezily escaped Jude’s lips, quickly disappeared into the air. Lying reclined in the passenger seat with his feet propped on the dashboard, he finished the cigarette he smoked right after he woke up from a rare nap that he usually wouldn’t take.

As Ellis drove them towards their destination that was still a few hours away, Jude had intended to review his prospective business partner’s profit and loss statements they’d submitted to him one more time, but the hot climate had relaxed his tense muscles into a much needed slumber. Jude lifted his black, round sunglasses and massaged his eyes in order to rid himself of his last bit of drowsiness, when he started to wonder if she had gotten any rest herself?

She hadn’t slept since departing from London for their overseas trip. It was like she was hardwired the entire flight. If she wasn’t looking out the window snapping pictures of the clouds or of the food that was served to them in the first class cabin, she was hard at work, arranging Crown’s ever-growing missions itinerary, along with his own work schedule. She was skilled and diligent, but this was concerning.

Subtly turning his his head to find her laying down in the back seat, Jude found her typing away on her tablet and check her watch for messages.

“That damned princess is going to work herself to death,” Jude grumbled under his breath.

Ellis said, “She’s been awake the entire time. What’s wrong, Jude? I thought you liked it when we work hard for you, it makes you happy doesn’t it?”

“The hell it does. I may wanna work ya both to the bone, but if ya work yourselves to death, then I just lose out when ya both die of exhaustion.”

The entire point of inviting her to tag along on this trip was to get her away from Crown for a while. Yes, while it was her choice to be a part of it’s darkness, and by extension, the darkness of his world due to the enemies he’s accumulated along the way of growing a successful business. But, Jude still felt disgusted at himself for grabbing hold of her and keeping her in his clutches when she offered herself and her love to him.

Poor lil’ bird. He’d often think this since she had no one who could save her from him now, but every once in a while, he simply wanted her to experience a somewhat normal life - one she would’ve had if she hadn’t chose him and Crown. And this business trip for his first overseas venture afford the perfect opportunity to do just that.

After a short while, Jude felt her wrap her arms around him from behind, and looking up at her as she looked down at him, he watched her hair dance wildly in the wind.

“So, how much longer before we get there?” she asked him.

Jude grabbed her face with his hand and slightly shook it, “What are ya, five? Get off me.”

“No.” she snapped back playfully while sticking her tongue out at him.

“Careful princess, I’ll clip that tongue off if ya get too sassy with me.”

She laughed at him and shifted her head around the head rest to place her face closer to his, and asked him, “Really? Ya promise? Remember, contract’s a contract, even if it’s just a verbal agreement.”

Imitating his accent and snarky attitude, she kissed his cheek and chuckled at him. The sweetness of her kiss spreads over his skin, prompting him to return her love with his own by pinching her cheek hard.

“Owww!”

Jude snickers evilly at her pain, “There’s more where that came from princess. Keep it up.”

She pulls her face back and rubs her cheek when Ellis speaks up, “Kate, it’s not safe to be moving around without your seatbelt on. Jude would be unhappy if something happened to you, please put it on, or do I need to hand the wheel over to Jude to go back there and restrain you myself?”

A pair of twilight eyes teasingly peek at her through his sunglasses with a slightly mean smile, and before she could even be attracted to drown in their wicked sweetness, Jude shoved Ellis’ face away.

“Quit makin’ eyes at my woman, ya nutcase and keep ‘em on the damn road instead.”

“Yea, okay,” Ellis smiled and turned his attention ahead of himself.

Turning her attention back to Jude she asked again, “No, but really, why did you have to rent a mansion in the middle of the desert, hours from the city when there’s a perfectly suitable hotel 10 minutes from the business meeting?”

He let an exasperated sigh, “’Cause I can afford to, that’s why. Now, sit back ‘n get some sleep. I don’t want my woman lookin’ haggard for our meetin’.”

Jude puts another cigarette in his mouth, but she grabs it from his mouth and puts it in her own as she goes back to her seat with a triumphant grin on her face.

“I’m not tired, and I’ve rested plenty. Oh! We should pick up some items from the market after the meeting….let’s see….we’ll need a cooler for the cold items, bags of ice, meat, vegetables, fruits…..”

No sooner had she lay back down on her seat had she started making lists and researching local markets.

“Oh, Jude, can you please confirm the tasks that I sent you while you were sleeping? I need to coordinate them with your schedule when we return to London, and - Oh, Victor just sent us more missions that require intelligence gathering, and Ellis there is another scheduled assassination for yourself….”

Growing weary of his love’s constant prattle about work and irritated that she stole his cigarette, Jude climbed into the back seat.

“Hey, Jude! That’s not safe!”

“Can it, Ellis.”

Jude steps into the back seat, grabs his love’s arm to pull her off the seat, and seats her on top his lap.

“Woah, Jude!” The unlit cigarette that she chewed between her teeth fell to the floorboard.

“What? Don’t trust me? ‘Fraid I’ll toss ya out the car?”

“No! But you scared me. What did you miss me that much?”

“Ha!” Jude pinched her thigh through shorts.

“Ouch! Stop pinching me!” She wrapped her arms around his neck and put her forehead to his.

She looks so tired. The silvery, thin bags under her eyes were worse than he thought, and all of a sudden he felt a pang of guilt for falling asleep while she stayed awake. How was that protecting her well-being? Feeling frustrated at his self-proclaimed failure, Jude determined that he was going to kill that guilt right now.

“C’mon princess, we both know ya love a little pain. Like when I do this….”

His lips caress her earlobe sending a tingly spark through her as he slowly sucked on it for the some time before he bit down on it hard.

“Nngh…”

“That’s for stealin’ my cigarette and droppin’ it on the floor.”

“S-sorry..”

Hearing her soft moan-filled apology blend into the wind, Jude gently kisses her all over her face, the tip of her nose, her eyelids, and brow bone. Saving her forehead for last he planted the most tender kiss there.

His eyes found her smiling at the shower of love he had just poured onto her, and when she opened her eyes, he said, “’Night, princess.”

Poking her on the forehead, Jude caught his beloved and laid her head to rest in his lap, rolling his eyes that he had to go to such lengths in the first place, but at least now she’s resting.

“That was mean, Jude.”

“Hah? Do ya not see the bags under her eyes? She’s been actin’ like a hyper-active lemur since we left Crown, and now she looks like she damned exhausted panda with circle under eyes!”

“That’s not what I meant….I meant the lie you told her. Aren’t you going to tell her the real reason why we’re staying in the desert? You know about toni-”

“Shuddup, or I’ll shove tumble weed down your throat, ya idiot!” Jude kicked Ellis’ seat as if she would over hear their conversation, though that wouldn’t happen due to the strength of Jude’s ability.

“Sorry…..”

Jude’s nerves chaffed when he thought of the real reason why they were staying in the middle of nowhere, so he tried to distract himself from that any way he could. Jude stared down at his other half, both stroking her cheek and pinching it to his satisfaction now that she couldn’t protest. Noticing her fly away hairs whipping around, he decided to braid her hair to prevent them from hitting her face, and he did just that. In the heat of this quiet desert, he carefully separated and twisted her hair until everything was neatly in place.

She truly was like the Sleeping Beauty of his cursed fairytale, the only good thing about it, and the blessing that offset his curse. Lifting her hand to lips for a kiss it, he gently mumbled against her warm skin, “Love ya, helpless princess.”

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