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xavviquz · 2 months

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♥︎ thirsty for you. - vamp!choso x fem!reader ♥︎ HCS

warnings // !!MDNI!! period sex, p ⇾ v, unprotected, somnophilia, blood mention, pussy eating, fingering, not proofread (though i dont think any of my fics r but that doesnt make it bad 😘)

notes // getting back into my usual with hcs! i absolutely love vampire choso btw i swear im bent over for him but anyhow, i hope you enjoy this as much as i do! this is also a few years late like heian era late wc: 825

synopsis: you havent been the same since you got with him.. and neither has the aching in your body stopped either.

☆ vamp!choso┊ who has you on your knees at the break of dawn just because he desperately wanted your warmth.

your pussy was so wet and warm, he could fall asleep and never pull out for days no matter what. its not like he hasnt done that before anyways.

you were minding your own business, falling asleep after a long day of talking to customers from the village in order to pay off the rent that was due in the next month. you were tired. exhausted to the bone if you will. as you were drifting to sleep, you felt the mattress get slightly heavy in a particular spot that your boyfriend would sleep on. thinking nothing of it, you drifted off to sleep as you felt a pair of hands feeling your body up and down, your waist all the way to your boobs, pinching at the nubs as you batted your eyes.

you rubbed your eyes before you felt something inside of you. too familiar.. damn it. why now and especially when you were sleeping??

☆ vamp!choso┊who doesnt know how to ask to have sex or put you into the mood, so he reacts on impulse.

you glanced behind you with a sleepy look to see your boyfriend with a dumb smirk, digging his face into the crook of your neck. it felt so wrong and so right.. you’ve talked about this before with him but he never seemed to get why he should ask when you’re ‘his property’ he’d say, but in a sense, you were.

his dick was slowly being pushed in and out of your sensitive walls as he nibbled on your shoulder to hide his whines. you felt so warm and so peaceful.. it was hard to resist someone like you.

☆ vamp!choso┊who has a habbit of using his abilities for his lustful desires.

choso can turn invisible, be a bat, and even have unnatural speed. it made you slightly jealous that you didnt have any but its not like you minded or anything except when he would.. tease you.

the other night when making dinner for the both of you, you felt his slender hands reach up into your shirt, cupping your boobs as he licked your neck. once you turned around though, no one was there. “cho’ stop playing around and help me out..”

“i am helping you out.” he appeared behind you once again, one hand leaving your boobs to venture down to your clit, slowly playing with it. he knew damn well what he was doing and he knew he would get his way by doing so. your moans were like music to his ears and he wouldn’t have you any other way.

☆ vamp!choso┊who loves it when you’re on your period.

your boyfriend was there inbetween your legs as your hands lazily covered your mouth to keep the moans slipping inbetween your lips hidden but.. how could you?

choso’s tongue flicked up against the clit of your pussy, going down to your hole and practically sucking you dry.

damn it. you should’ve never said anything about your period. but even then, he would’ve sniffed you out anyways and have you eaten out in the nearest bathroom he could find just for a taste of you.

☆ vamp!choso┊who always bites and nips at your neck no matter how tired you are. his stamina is endless being a vampire.

you’re nearly fucked out of your mind, everything you saw was a complete blur. your back was arched and it was so late in the night.. you had to open up shop early today so why this day specifically did he decide that he wanted to fuck you brainless?

you scratched at the sheets, his length turning your insides into complete mush. you felt choso’s fangs slightly bite into your skin, digging his teeth into your pump skin. warm red blood from your neck pooled into his mouth, licking spots that dripped.

your mind was lightheaded from all the fucking and bloodsucking. your head drooped down and swung low. you could barely even hold yourself up so how were you going to open up shop now?

choso smirked, kissing the back of your ear before whispering in a low tone. “now you dont need to go to that small stand..” he hugged your waist, pushing on your stomach while he did another deep thrust.

you were so exhausted.. too exhausted to think. your eyes kept fluttering, each blink longer than the last, slowly drifting to sleep in the middle of sex with him.

by the time you had woken up, he was asleep right next to you, sleeping while his fangs were in your neck, and his dick deep within you.

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king-of-the-underworld-hades · 3 months

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heyy

Could you make a oneshot with wenclair x male reader who smokes and skateboards you can add anything you want to it just if R can have messy black medium long hair with purple ends and matching colored eyes

I was hoping I would see this one again I really wanted to do this one before my old account was deleted. I don’t skate so sorry if I sound like a poser.

Sk8ter Love(Male)

Art by @ellie5756_milky on X

The halls of Nevermore were bustling as per usual. Students talking to each other, cliques walking in groups as per usual, the "mean girls" judging a random passerby, etc. One of these groups suddenly split as you sped down the hall leaving a streak of dark purple. "Watch it!" You yelled out. You were low to the ground on your board a hand on each side gripping the board to help maneuver through the halls, you expertly weaved through the halls having many close calls but you had been doing this for years so it was nothing new. After a few minutes, you reached your destination, your dorm. You power stopped in front of your door unlocked it and walked in picking up your board in the process. Walking in the sound of your roommate playing GTA V filled your ears. "Yo," Your roommate Damien said not looking at you. "Sup, what you doing?" You asked as you sat on your bed taking off your boots and watching the screen to see him get blown up by an oppressor. "I dunno," he responded as he blew out smoke. You rolled your eyes and stood up opening the window. "I thought we talked about smoking with the window closed?" "Forgot," you sighed and grabbed the cigarette from him and took a drag of it before blowing the smoke out the window, "Methonal?" "Yeah, one of the Vamps got it for me," Damien said as you got a text. "You could've asked me to pick some up," you said as you checked the text. It was from Wednesday from the group chat with her and Enid, opening it you saw a picture of yourself blowing smoke out the window. With the text under it reading. "You're smoking already?" You could practically hear her annoyance in the text. You chuckled and responded, "Were you watching my window waiting for me?" "...Just get up here already." "She totally was," Enid texted. You smiled and walked over to your closet. "Imma be at-," "You're girlfriends dorm all day. Don't call or text unless I'm dead," Damien said finishing your sentence. You chuckled tied your hair up loosely and left the dorm with your board.

When you arrive at their dorm you open the door and Enid immediately hides behind you. "Baby, calm her down!" "Mi Amor, please tell the mutt that she can't take the hoodie I took from you for herself," Wednesday said eyes locked on Enid like she was prey, Enid was wearing one of your hoodies which was Wednesday's favorite one of your collection. You sighed and pat Enid's head. "Pup give it back to Wends," you said as Enid pouted. "Why does she get to have one for herself!?" "Cause the one toy usually steal is dirty after you spilled juice on it. Again," you said as Enid groaned and took the hoodie off giving it to Wednesday who was Smirking. Wednesday slipped into it and Enid flopped on her bed and started complaining to Yoko and Divina how unfair you were being. You sat down on Wednesday's bed sat on your lap and took out your hair tie letting your hair fall to your shoulders. She took a strand of your hair and rolled it in between her fingertips. You found out early in your relationship Wednesday loved your hair. Unlike most teens, you keep your hair clean, conditioned, and soft. You always did hair care, skin care, etc. But, Wednesday always loved your hair especially, the way it flowed, and how your hair faded seamlessly into the purple color she came to adore. She loved how it glowed whenever you used your abilities. As she was playing with your hair and staring into your eyes she began to lean in for a kiss but was interrupted when Enid appeared behind you and pulled you down and kissed you first. Enid looked at Wednesday and jumped off the bed grabbing the spare skateboard you kept in the room and began to skate out of the room in an attempt to outrun Wednesday who got off your lap and began to chase Enid with her mace, the medieval kind. Thing crawled out from under Wednesday's bed and tapped the floor a few times. "Yeah... I should probably go after them."

#wednesday addams x male reader #male reader #reader insert #wedensday x you #wednesday x reader #wednesday fluff #wenclair #wenclair x reader #enid x reader #enid sinclair #Enid fluff

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thefantasticreader · 8 months

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Accidents happen (Alice Cullen x reader)

Summary: Alice has a vision of her best friend (You:Y/n) Getting hurt by a vamp. Instead of telling you she keeps you occupied through the whole day making sure it doesn't happen. But when the vision comes true it troubles her what she finds on the other side.

Warnings: Angst, Fluff at the end, blood, cursing

F/N means friends name, Y/H/C means your hair color, Y/E/C means your eye color, Y/F/F means your favorite food

Y/n had no clue why her best friend was all over her today, two days ago she was avoiding her with all her might, and now this? She was so confused and even more confused when her friend suggested she stay over at her house for the night. "Alice you know I can't, I promised F/N that I'd stay with her tonight. You know how hard it is for her right now Alice, I need to go see her. I'm sorry I'll stay over this weekend." She shook her head fiercely. "Y/n! You have to stay tonight! I need you to stay over tonight!" Y/n groaned but nodded.

"Fine! FINE! I'll just have to go home to get my stuff." Alice shook her head. "NO! I mean, no, I'll let you borrow some stuff, or steal it, you can have it." you looked at her with wide eyes. "Alice what's going on? Why are you being like this?" you questioned the poor girl. She thought about telling you about her vision, of the vision she had of you falling into a bookshelf and getting hurt from an arm pulling you. She hadn't seen who it was or what they had been doing before that, just that you'd be badly injured and need a lot of stitches, and as your best friend she was not about to let that happen to you.

She shook her head, "I just, I need a friend." Alice was pulled aside by her mate as he had overheard the conversation. "Darlin, what's going on? Why are you so upset?"

You couldn't hear what was said but you just saw her mate whom you knew as Jasper nod firmly. "I'll see you later Y/n, enjoy your time with Alice tonight." You looked at him questionably but shrugged it off as you felt at ease again for some reason.

By the time school had ended you realized you had spent the whole day with Alice and her siblings. You were never popular until Alice met you the first day of sophomore year, she had sprinted over practically jumping for joy. She introduced herself, and began talking to you as if she had known you for her whole life, which made it a bit easier as you were a bit shy and you fell into a light and airy conversation with her.

She introduced you to the other's not long after that, and when you found out what she was after a party she had avoided you for weeks. Until you had mustered enough courage to drive to her place and confront her, saying you still wanted to be friends with her, which resulted in the amazing friendship you two had.

"Alice, I really need to go eat my lunch, and I promised Nikki I would sit with her." she clung onto your upper arm and tugged you closer to her table. "You can tomorrow, Come on." it wasn't gonna kill her to let go right?

You shot Nikki a soft 'I'm sorry' look and walked over with Alice to her table. You ate most of your food and watched the other's stare at you and pick at the food in front of them. Not a lot of people got to sit with them, much less anyone besides the siblings sat at that table.

At one point you had thought you had heard Alice whisper to Rosalie how you were gonna get hurt and she wanted to make sure it wouldn't happen. Rose just nodded and eyed you gently, at least she didn't stare at you like she did to Bella. Poor girl got death stares from Rose for no reason.

When the time came you made your way to the Cullens house and was greeted by a happy and bubbly Esme who was just as elated to have you over. You had always thought of her as another mother in your life, and Carlisle a father. "Welcome Y/n, thank you for coming." You nodded at her words "Thank you for having me, Alice must be upstairs waiting on me?" She nodded and chuckled a little.

You met Alice in her room as the tv was going, Jasper walked out as soon as you were in the room. "Where is he going?" you asked as you were tugged down onto the bed. "To get the nail polish, I thought that we could paint each other's nails and just watch movies and gossip!" She seemed to be hiding something but her smile said otherwise.

After the second movie and the second coat of bright blue paint was done you looked at the girl beside you as she sat there watching you intently. "Seriously Alice what is going on?" You began as she frowned a little, "What do you mean?" you sighed. "You've been attached to me like you're going to die without me!" The anger now boiling in your system. "I mean I missed going to see my friend for you! You wouldn't let me see Nikki at lunch!? YOU'VE BEEN ATTACHED TO MY HIP THE ENTIRE DAY! YOU EVEN WENT TO HISTORY WITH ME EVEN THOUGH WE DON'T HAVE THAT PERIOD TOGETHER!" You yelled at her.

The sound of tiny yips were heard from the girl as she tried to calm you down. "Y/n! I'M SORRY! I didn't mean to make you upset!" The girl never really raised her voice, so it wasn't a surprise when the gentle voice came from her. "I'm going home, I need to go see my friend, you're clearly fine alone and you have Jasper and the others to help. As much as I want to help Alice this whole vampire thing is new to me and I don't know what you want me to do to help! I'm leaving, I'll see you at school tomorrow."

Grabbing your coat and pulling it on you made your way to the door. "Y/N! WAIT!" She reached over and grabbed the edge of your sleeve as you went to slide it on. However she underestimated her strength because she pulled the whole sweater off and you went tumbling forward. Hitting the glass bookcase in front of you, you hit the ground with a thud. Looking up at the shocked face in front of you, you knew if Alice could cry she would be sobbing right now. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." She muttered as she left the room dropping the jacket. The other's were already on the scene as Carlisle held your bleeding arm, "Jasper go check on Alice," he said as he helped you to your feet.

Jasper nodded and him and Rose left the room to go make sure their sibling was ok. You felt guilty immediately, this is what she was trying to prevent from happening and you went at her and it ended with her vision happening, you felt really bad. Carlisle took you to his office and began cleaning the wounds with some alcohol wipes before giving you some shots to numb the wounds and stitching them up. It was a pretty long process as there were multiple little shards that needed to be removed before he could stitch the larger area.

After around an hour of a rotation between shots, cleaning, and stitching you were finally wrapped in a thick gauze bandage on your arm and on your right leg where you landed on the glass.

You made your way to Alice's room where you hoped she would be, sure enough she was sitting on the edge of the bed fiddling with the necklace around her neck. Clearing your throat you made it aware you were there, she turned to you with wide eyes at your scraggly nature and gauze wrappings. "I'm so SO SORRY!" She cried out as she hurried to your side. "No! I'm sorry, I should have just let it go, I'm sorry, it shouldn't have gone this way." You said as she gave you a quick hug. "You ok?" She asked looking to the gauze. "Yeah, yeah Carlisle said it'll need some time to heal but I'll be alright." she hugged you again. "What do you say we finish the movie?" You asked as she laughed and nodded.

#alice cullen #twilight saga #twilight #y/n #alice cullen x reader

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countrymusiclover · 1 year

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5 - A Hybrid's Offer

Part 6

Gemini Runaway

@dragonixfrye

“Rebekah, I don’t really see why I need a dress. I don’t know anyone at the dance.” I told the original blonde when she laid out a very expensive dress that looked to be from an old family.

She flipped her hair out of her eyes crossing her arms over her chest. “Come on, R. It’s the school prom and I know that you will have fun. I have been dying to go even though I don’t have a date. But don’t worry I will find you a good guy.”

“Bex, what makes you think that I even want to go to the dance?” I slumped my shoulders, eying her while sitting on the edge of the bed.

Caroline and her had been arguing over the theme for the dance. Both of them insisted that they were in charge of the planning. It actually made me laugh at how similar they could be at times and they wouldn’t admit it. She stomped up to me grabbing my hands so I would look her in the eye. “Please Raelyn. You can’t stay cooped up in this house all the time. I know you are afraid of losing control but you deserve a night of fun.”

“Or I’ll embarrass myself since I can’t dance or anything.” I glared at her, dropping the teasing smirk on my face. My mother had us living in the countryside so she couldn’t be found very easily by her family. Jacob and I didn’t bother with school dances until we were teenagers. But I didn’t really see the point in getting a boyfriend…until now apparently.

Rebekah plopped down beside me on the bed making me meet her gaze. She just stared at me silently for a few minutes before asking her next question. “So wait, you've never had a boyfriend at all?”

“Nope…I haven’t had any of the firsts.” I mumbled under my breath playing with my fingers in my lap.

She places her hand over mine in my lap. “I’m sorry. Now I feel like you should just experience it. Whether you have a date or not. I have experienced a lot of things in my life, at least the parts of it where my brother didn’t put me in a box.”

“Thanks but I don’t know. I literally don’t even know how to dance, Bex-“ I cut myself off short when someone vamped sped into our bedroom where I lifted my head up seeing her brother leaning in the doorway with his arms crossed over his chest lightly smiling our direction.

He sends me a bright smile eyeing me directly. "I could teach you how to dance, love."

"That's brilliant, Nik!" Rebekah jumped up squealing like a child.

I felt my face turning red at the thought. For some reason that I can only assume because he is madly attractive. Because I started to picture him in a suit and tie spinning me around the room. "Oh you really don't have to do that. I wouldn't want to put you out or anything-" I stuttered rubbing my hands down my arms.

"You wouldn't be putting me out of anything, Raelyn." He fought back immediately, walking forward. He extended his right hand down to me. "Shall we, my lady?"

Shifting my gaze from his open palm to his bright blues I lifted my hand up intertwining our fingers together. "If you say so…Nik." He pulled me up to my feet and slowly led me outside of the bedroom. We went downstairs until we ended up in the middle of an open ballroom type looking room.

"So we intertwine our hands together like this…" He began by intertwining my right hand with his left. Then he moved his other hand onto my waist tugging me up against his chest.

Sucking in a breath my eyes locked onto his orbs. My face turned even redder now that we were pressed up like this to one another. "So…uh what next?"

“You put your other hand on my shoulder then just follow my feet.” He adds on nodding down to my freehand hanging down at my side. Biting my lip he started leading the dance slowly twirling me around where I shifted my gaze down to our feet. He was moving at a slow pace until he attempted to spin me out and back into his chest.

He winced lightly when I instantly apologized repeatedly. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”

“Calm down, Rae. I’m immortal. I can handle you stepping on my toes if it helps you learn.” Klaus gives me soft doe eyes tilting my chin up so I would look him in the eye. He wipes his thumb over the side of my cheek cradling it softly in his palm.

Grasping my hand around his wrist with the hand on my face I felt some tears croaking lightly. “My brother called me that…”

“I didn’t intend to overstep, love. I am sorry-“ He started to apologize until I pushed away, holding my hands up in surrender, wiping away some that had fallen down my cheeks.

“You don’t have to apologize. It just caught me off guard is all. I…I actually prefer the way you say my name.” I began to ramble off all my thoughts that was something my brother would do when he was embarrassed or caught off by something someone had said to him. “My brother would tease me when I was younger that I always blushed when I heard someone talk to me in a British accent - oh geez why did I just say that. I didn’t mean to say that, let’s start dance practice again.”

Klaus flipped his hands where I placed my hands in his bigger one. Moving my hands around like he had instructed me earlier I tried to lead the dance until he suggested a different move. “Can I try to spin and dip you like earlier?”

“Sure.” I gave him a head nod yes squeezing his hand intertwined with mine. Klaus slowly had us dance around in a circle for a few minutes then he twirled me out of his chest, throwing my hair around and twirling me back into his embrace. “Woah…you aren’t too bad at this.”

He smirked slowly, bending me down when I embraced his chest where I gripped his black jacket just in case I would fall but I doubt he would let that happen to me. “I’ve had a thousand years of practice, Raelyn. But you will learn to get better in time.”

“Awe thanks, Klaus - Jacob?” I blinked my eyes when he lifted me back up where I felt my body turn cold. Standing behind Klaus it seemed like I could see a figment of my dead twin brother.

The figure smiled, eyeing the original hybrid. “So I was right about you liking guys with British accents.”

“Raelyn, are you alright? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Pulling away from Klaus’s embrace I shook my head when he called out my name seeing that I was clearly shaken by something.

“Oh yeah. You just took me by surprise with your dance skills I guess. I’m hungry, we should get some food.” I threw my hair over my shoulder spinning on my feet exiting the room. He nodded following behind me grabbing some money even though he could use whatever vampire powers to get what he wanted from other people.

The figure of Jacob flashed in front of me when I reached for the door handle teasing. “Don’t have too much fun, Rae.” Rubbing my eyes for a second I did my best to shake the fact that I was losing my mind and seeing my brother. There was no way that he was here. Maybe I was becoming paranoid over being on the run from my family.

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aidenlyons · 18 days

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The former Alpha Team 4 decided to get some sleep, but they reconvene in the morning.

D: I was thinking.. maybe you should tell us what's going on, Rocco. Who are you looking into?

R: You really don't wanna know, D.

D: Pretty sure we do.

C: Tell us, Rocco. What's all this for?

R: I told you, it was a job.

D: And?

R: Boss wanted me to investigate this kid. Long story. Bunch-a things seemed off. Kid's got NO media presence, seems to've been on his own for a while. I did what we used to do. Researched his family.

C: And?

R: Mother's self-absorbed, dating a vamp. Father nonexistant. No trace of 'im. No one seemed to remember him. Not the mom. Not neighbors. No one.

D: That's what made you think of the rumors about the Ghost.

R: Yep. That's when I called you, D.

C: The kid is Thomas Lyons' son? Did the curse not pass to him? I mean, you remember.

R: That was the other thing odd about the kid. Talked to former and current classmates - he's getting ready to graduate by now - and they knew who he was, sure.

C: But?

R: They know the kid's their classmate. But couldn't describe him for the life of them. Vague height, maybe. Descriptions like 'nice' or 'cute'. But nothing helpful.

C: You think the curse changed again. They remember him as a person, even personality, but not appearance?

R: Unless they know him well, seems like. One or two teachers gave me a spot-on description. Only knew that 'cause I had a picture.

D: This is a damned crazy curse.

C: Doubt the witch intended any of this. This is why magic is so dangerous.

Silence. It's true. They've seen it.

D: I guess you got what you needed then.

C: More importantly. What does your boss want with this kid, Rocco? That kind of ability, in the wrong hands.. A person who can rob you blind, but who you can never describe? Who can kill, but never be identified?

R: Yeah. I know. I don't know what my boss wants with him. Some stuff went down, finds him interesting, I guess.

C: You better decide before you leave here, Rocco. You want to be responsible for messing up this kid's life? Or let him get along without interference.

Rocco hears what's unsaid. Decide. Decide what kind of man he wants to be. Just how many lines he wants to cross. They're not wrong. He's sure Bancroft would use Aiden, if he could. He's not sure he could do that.

Colby always was the moral compass Rocco didn't have on his own.

#simblr #sims 4 #show us your story #the sims 4 #derrick henry #colby davidson #rocco valdivia

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sunnyie-eve · 10 months

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Special Bond || 7. Won't Hurt You

Paring: Paul Lost Boys x Original female character Emerson cousin!

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: slight language, smut

Last: Made for Each Other | Next: One of Us

Before taking Katherine to where Paul wanted to spend more of the night with her, he takes a minute to find a bite while Katherine waits at his bike. "You stole from your food?" She sees him coming back with a beach blanket. "He doesn't need it anymore. I do." He smiles giving it to Kat to hold. "Why do you need it?" She holds it as he gets on his bike. "For where we're going." He starts the bike so she doesn't ask any more questions. Paul ends up taking them to Hudson's Bluff overlooking the point. The two sit on the blanket just looking out at the lighthouse and the dark view of the ocean.

"Get up." Paul jumps up getting an idea. "What now?" Kat gets up just wanting to relax. Paul grabs her and Kat was confused and the next thing she knows they were at the lighthouse. "I'm sure we aren't meant to be here. And aren't there supposed to be keepers here?" She says as he goes inside towards the stairs to go down inside. "That's the fun part. And if there is I'll handle it." He smiles and she follows him. As they walk around inside it turns out there wasn't any keeper at the moment. "See no one is here so we can be here." Paul wraps his arms around her waist giving her a kiss. He lifts her off the ground a little as they kiss. Katherine shimmies her jacket off before her hands bury themselves in his wild hair. Paul ends up backing her against the wall and kissing her passionately. Katherine's legs almost automatically wrapped themselves around his waist.

The kiss turned into a heated make-out session and Paul started sucking hickeys onto her neck and her collarbone, with her hands in his hair still she tries pulling him back to her lips. Paul let out a low growl as their tongues danced in a battle for dominance which she had lost but really she let him win. His hands squeeze her hips causing her to gasp and he chuckles into the kiss. Paul breaks away and starts to kiss down her neck, biting and sucking bruises onto her skin. He tries to control himself but he just can't help that he vamps out but Katherine like it deep down.

Paul lets go of her hips to find the end of her shirt and not being slow at all he gets it off of her. Luckily for them, they were by the bed so Paul puts her down and they strip out of their clothes. Paul lays Katherine down before getting over her. "I promise I won't hurt you." He breathed against her neck before descending to create more marks. "What if I want you to hurt me a little." She chuckles as he grinds against her. He stops to look at her surprised she would say that. "I know you wouldn't hurt me too bad." She cups his Vamped out face still before pulling him into a kiss next thing she knows he was pushing into her.

"Oh shit." She panted as she looked at him, his eyes watching her intensely as he continued to push forward until he completely bottomed out. Only then did his eyes close and a moan leave him, meanwhile Kat was gasping at the utter fullness she was dealing with. Their eyes met again just as he slammed back in, a moan being knocked out of Katherine. "I don't think I can be gentle baby." Paul warns her. "It's okay." She tells him. "I'll try to stop... If it gets too much... But I can't promise I won't completely lose it." He tells her, and watched as she simply smiled, before pulling him down for another kiss.

This seemed to be all he needed as she felt him shift, hooking her knees over his arms before letting go. The kiss was quickly broken as her body bounced quickly with his thrusts, he had warned her about not being gentle, and he was correct. His body leaned over hers, hands planted beside her body as his pace continued to become faster and harder, a constant low growl now coming from him. He felt Kat start to tighten around him as the slick sound of skin on skin and his growls echoed in the room. "You gonna cum already baby? We haven't even gotten started." He let out a breathless laugh as he watched her. Her head tilted back and eyes closed while her mouth opened, moan after moan leaving it.

"Kitty Kat." He purred, his pace never slowing as her brain began to become fuzzier, the coil inside her winding tight before completely snapping, a shout of his name tearing from her throat, while his pace never faltered. Paul flips the both of them over, Katherine now straddling him with trembling legs. He lifted her easily before dropping her back down onto him, gaining a quick pace yet again as he thrusts up into her. He watched her body shake on top of him, her breasts bouncing, her breath coming out in quick pants while her head was thrown back in ecstasy, cries of his name ringing out in the night, and her legs trembling on either side of his hips.

Paul could feel his own end beginning to approach, wanting to feel her body against his, smelling her scent that seemed to calm him instantly on his bad days and excite him on his good ones. Sitting up when he felt Kat come undone yet again, her moans higher in pitch as he continued to thrust upwards in the new position, her on his lap, his arms around her waist as he held her close.

Holding her closer, his lips resting against her neck, she could feel his tongue lapping at the sensitive skin, feeling his fangs grazing her, and she knew what he wanted along with another orgasm. With a whimper Katherine tilted her head more to the side, completely lost in Paul, and that was the only invitation he needed. The pain wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. As soon as her blood hit his tongue he was gone, a low almost territorial growl leaving him as he leaned forward, her body now being supported only by him as his thrusts quickened even more for only a moment before his teeth were leaving her. As Katherine tries to catch her breath she stares at Paul still vamped out, his chin and fangs covered in her blood.

His face goes back to normal as he looks into her eyes. "You didn't hurt me." She chuckles. "How was the bite? I didn't hurt you, right?" He cups her face. "It wasn't bad as I thought. If you hurt me, I would've let you known." She messes with his hair. "I want you to be mine. Only mine." He rests his forehead on hers. "I'm only yours." She gives him a kiss before they get dressed as the sun starts to come up as they get back to his bike. "You can take my bike home since I don't have time to get there and back. I'll swing by tonight to get it back." Paul kisses her goodbye before leaving her.

When Katherine gets back home she sees her Aunt sitting on the pouch. "Hi, Kat." She gives her a smile. "Hi." Kat gives her a tired smile. "Where have you been all night?" Lucy asks her. "With a friend. I don't mean to be rude but I'm really tired and I was hoping to take a nap." Katherine points inside. "A friend... Sam said you left with a boy. It was one from the store a few nights ago?" Lucy says causing Kat to sigh, "Yes, to be exact the blonde with the wild hair. Wears a mesh shirt with his black jacket." Kat reaches for the door but Lucy says her name stopping her. "Yes?" She looks at her. "You always seem to be with this boy and-," Kat cuts her off, "I'm not just with him. I'm with all the other boys and Star at times. They're my only friends."

"Well, you spend your whole nights with your friends and sleep in late. You haven't gone to work when you're scheduled." Lucy sighs. "Aunt Lucy, you don't need to worry about how I spend my time. Grandpa has never because he trusts me and my decisions. As for work, Max said it's fine. Speaking of Max, how was your date?" Katherine changes the topic. "I made it but as soon as I got to the restaurant I left after Sam got scared from his comic. He was screaming on the phone about Michael getting him or someone like that." Lucy explains before they hear Michael walking towards them. "Hi." Lucy tells her son so Katherine goes inside. "What are you looking at?" Katherine sees Sam look over at her so she goes to her room.

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mcgnagallsarmy · 2 years

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Spuffy style Reading Challenge - #4: We’re Going on an Adventure!

A story with magic:

Chaos Bomb by bewildered [NC-17]

Ethan Rayne had grand plans when he returned to Sunnydale in 1999, but when it came down to it, turning an ex-something-or-other into a demon really wasn’t grand enough for a wizard of his caliber. Not when he and Ripper could team up to unleash a little chaos on the government’s boys instead…

A story set in a fantastical world:

Train to Nowhere by violettathepiratequeen [PG-13]

For nineteen days after the collapse of Sunnydale, Buffy dreams of being with Spike alone on a train. Unless they never were dreams...

A portal fantasy:

The Blue Eye of the Storm by MaggieLaFey [NC-17]

Instead of the Scythe, what Buffy finds under the vineyard is a portal to another dimension. Spike has followed her there, and it’s the two of them that will cross the portal… and remain trapped on the other side for far longer than they’d expected. What will happen when the two of them—plus a local guide—are away from the stress of Chez Summers? Will they find some peace in the eye of the storm?

A fic about a sport or game:

Started with a spin by Miss Marisol [NC-17]

An innocent 'Spin the Bottle' game leads to something unexpected. Shameless smut. Because why not.

A story set in space:

Spacecation by MaggieLaFey [NC-17]

It’s just before s9 and Buffy is feeling as directionless as ever. So when she finally has a day off from her sad job, of course she asks her maybe-ex-probably-friend vampire to take her on a tour of the universe on his spaceship. Going star-sightseeing should be just what she needs to relax, right? Surely nothing big is gonna happen if she takes a day off. And if Spike’s space bugs keep insisting she and him belong together, well. They’re giant bugs, what the hell do they know?

A fic about a road trip:

Down the Road I Go by Megan_Tam by Megan_Tam [NC-17]

A Slayer. A vampire. A 1959 DeSoto. Spike kidnaps Buffy and heads back to Brazil in a misguided attempt to appease Drusilla. What starts out as revenge turns into an experience neither will forget. If they don't kill each other first.

A story set in a place where you have always wanted to visit:

The Darkling by OffYourBird [NC-17]

When Buffy’s quest to get Spike returned to her is fulfilled in an unexpected way, she finds herself in a complicated relationship with an intrigued master vampire who isn’t the man she loves, but who might be someday… if she can convince him to step out of the dark.

A story about someone with superpowers:

Superstar Revamped by kantayra [NC-17]

AU of the S4 episode 'Superstar'. With her friends brainwashed, Buffy must turn to an old enemy for help. However, soon she and Spike find themselves fighting a losing battle against the irresistible attraction between them.

A fic with the word adventure, journey, or quest in the title:

Adventures in Vamp-Sitting by sandy_s [R]

Buffy and Spike were settled into their life together and had their routine down with their seven-month-old son. He was sleeping through the night, and Buffy and Spike had a good balance of working, spending time as a family, and assisting the Louisiana Slayer team at the slippery New Orleans hellmouth. Then, Buffy gets tapped to help investigate a bunch of dead bodies with neck wounds in the Quarter, and Spike is left to watch their son on his own. He’s done it plenty of times before. What could possibly go wrong this time?

A story set during a war:

A Different Kind of Hell by OffYourBird [NC-17]

Jumping through Glory's tower portal, Buffy and Spike find themselves in a hell dimension they never expected. One that looks suspiciously like 1880's London. Will they find a way back home? Will the truth behind William the Bloody at last make itself known? Will Buffy ever stop butchering the Queen's English? Join them and find out. Starts off at the end of "The Gift."

A fic with an animal as the protagonist:

Cuddling With the Darkness by slaymesoftly [R]

What if Dracula cursed Spike and turned him into a bat (at night); what if he asked Buffy to help him? What if Spike, the little, blue-eyed, black bat was adorable?

A fic where someone travels across the world:

Scarlet and Midnight by Lirazel [R]

The world is remade in shades of scarlet and midnight, and all that's left is each other. [post-Season 2, AU from "Becoming Part II"]

A story about a circus or carnival:

Bring It On Home by MaggieLaFey [NC-17]

A few months after the whole LA-in-hell thing is done, Spike and his friend the telepathic fish have some drinks. The fish convinces the vampire to take a trip to Scotland. This story is about what happens when said vampire finally decides to face up to a certain blonde and her friends over there. This is set in the comics world, between Angel season 6 and Buffy season 8 – and completely ignores season 8.

A mystery or thriller:

If I Loved You Less by MillennialCryBaby [NC-17]

How long had Spike been gone? 147 days. 148 at midnight. Except maybe today won't count?

A new fic by a favorite author:

Someone To Lean On by MaggieLaFey [NC-17]

Buffy has just discovered that her mum needs surgery for a brain tumour and that her little sister is some weird ball of power with a crazy-strong chick trying to get her. It isn’t exactly the most relaxing moment in her life. Of course, that’s exactly when Spike suddenly turns human, needing all the help he can get, including somewhere to live… Will Buffy find a way to ask for the help she needs? Will they both learn to lean on each other?

A fic about camping or summer camp:

Monongahela by MrsAkers [NC-17]

A bear. A cat. A frustrated master vampire. There's a joke in there somewhere. Part of the What Remains universe.

A fic with the word lost in the title:

Lost & Found by bramcrackers [NC-17]

Set in 2019. 17-year-old Buffy runs from an abusive home and happens to meet a grieving Spike in L.A. Time goes wonky and Buffy ends up back in Sunnydale, trying to navigate the life of a Potential and hold onto her fledgling relationship with Spike.

A post-apocalyptic story:

Survivors by Foxstarreh [PG]

Buffy was excited when TV came back. It was like the world hadn’t ended.

A story about a disaster:

Hellmouth Hurricane by sandy_s [R]

A hurricane is hitting Sunnydale. This is a rarity in and of itself. Everyone evacuates, even essential workers, leaving Giles to research the potential magical origins of the storm. Buffy is stuck in her house with an unexpected houseguest a.k.a. Spike as the storm makes landfall.

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sunnydaleherald · 1 year

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The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter - Monday, April 24

DAWN: I love to dance. I like music. I'm very into Britney Spears' early work, before she sold out. So mostly her, um, finger painting and macaroni art. Very underrated. Favorite activities include not ever having to do this again, and uh...

~~Lessons~~

The Sunnydale Herald is looking for at least one new editor. Contributing to the Herald is a great way to get your Buffy on! Find out more here.

[Drabbles & Short Fiction]

Unravelled (Buffy/Spike, T) by LiraelClayr007

Better Than Nothing (Buffy/Angel, T) by angelus2hot

Sparkling White Wine (Cordelia/Angel, T) by CupOTeaHatter

[Chaptered Fiction]

Bring Him Home Chapter 11 (Buffy/Spike, G) by Acb6293

Encased in Sunshine Chapter 2 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Acb6293

Home Chapter 1 (Buffy/Spike, G) by flootzavut

I'm Fine Chapter 5 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Grief Counseling

The Home Invasions Chapter 12 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by VeroNyxK84

Bumped Chapter 1 (Dawn/OC, T) by LittleTayy

ever waiting airports (full of the love that you deserve) Chapter 12 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by MixSaysRawr

Awakening Of The Slayer Chapter 4 (Buffy/Spike, R) by PaganRose

The Slayer-Rat Chapter 4 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by Desicat

Spiderwebs Chapter 20 (Buffy/Spike, R) by Willow25

Rising Dawn Chapter 1 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Jws1993

42 Chapter 24 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Dynamite

The Key Saves Spuffy Chapter 24 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Dynamite

Those 2 again Chapter 11 (Buffy/Spike, G) by Julikobold

So One of Us is Living Chapter 13 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by violettathepiratequeen

Written in the Dust Chapter 14 (Buffy/Spike, R) by Indi_Shaw

[Image, Audio & Video]

PODCAST : Tabula Rasa by lisalilly

Art : BTVS “Every Outfit” “Gone” Xx by whatshisfaceblogs

[Fandom Discussions]

Liam/Angelus/Angel &amps; Aud/Anyanka/Anya by girl4music

SMG talks about playing Buffy Summers by vampmogs

When is the reboot? by WILLOW23023

Why did Spike have to wait by ILLYRIAN

I found Drusilla's archetype! by AJ_Babe

Lyle & Tector Gorch (cowboy vamps) know Angelus? Not possible by Particular_Rav

Who among the other actors that auditioned for Buffy do you think would have been the best fit? by Tuxedo_Mark

I never paid attention to this scene in S2 "Lie to Me" by aeryn1227

Darla and SA by MzHydra-Nix

Dawn was responsible for the death of Joyce Summers let's argue by AbbsNormal

Need podcasts recommendations by tehnemox

Let's hear your top and bottom 3 by Opening_Knowledge868

How did buffy help you? Share a story by ikwydls96

Doyle had one of the best written story lines on Angel imo by jdpm1991

"Enter all who seeks knowledge" by Bomb_AF_Turtle

Which actors in the show do you think would have been good in other roles? by kate05_

If you directed the Freaky Friday-themed episode,which characters would you switch? by AJ_Babe

Dawn Should Have Been A Potential by Joke_Superb

I think the buffy spin off should've been about Faith by n0tred

Joss's obsession with English people calling each other "ponce" by thatblondeyouhate

Rewatching Storyteller (S7) by Ansee

Best Spike/Buffy Fight Poll by Captainoats88

What age would you choose for the slayer activation? by AJ_Babe

why didn't Dawn have a job by jdpm1991

The concept of a “potential slayer” by hthbellhop76

If someone else had to die in the series finale, who would you want it to be? by eborden22

About Season 4.. by emperor-spriggan

Why were Darla and Buffy not given more shared screen time? by Impressive_Ad_3806

What did Spike say to April by sushibananawater

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nortnaibz · 4 years

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also ok i love the hc that all the different skins have different personalities bc it allows for the complete role reversal of typical nortnaib where naib is a dumb oblivious idiot who thinks norton is cocky and an asshole and norton who is sad and doesn't realize naib is the perfect balance 2 him so he picks fights with him all the time like. any norton skin and chesh and that would be completely flipped

#ghost boy talks #ALSO magic item keeper and chesh being super fucking good at blackjack and everyone else is like what is wrong w you people.#they play against each other and are always either the first out or the last left because they're idiots and target each other #magic item keeper specifically bc he has the cards on his hat and he gives me gamblet vibes #and chesh because he Loves a good game and is very smart despite being generally a shithead #and of course like the other universe skins...hound/wanderer is the best ship in the entire game no one can convince me otherwise.#norton who finds a dying bounty hunter in the middle of a fight and goes here let me save you #and then is like ok i didn't Mean to fall for the pureblood but he's so fucking pretty?#(i remember smth about naib being pureblood in that universe but it might have been non-canon i'm not sure)#and the other vamps r like why do you get him.#nort: because he likes me!#naib: since when do i like you you show up in my house at random intervals and you steal my poptarts #nort: well now everyone knows the infamous bounty hunter eats poptarts. so who's the real winner #why poptarts. i have no idea it's canon now #nort's like look i can't live off blood all the time you'd die if i did that and naib is like i see no downside.#and nort gets all pouty until naib is like ................................you are such a baby. i love you. stop stealing my pop tarts #demi is the only other vampire naib talks to bc shes chill and vegan and she just thinks they're funny #demi: nort you know i can get you drinks so you don't have to bleed your pup dry right #naib: if you ever call me that again i'll set this place on fire #demi: no you wouldn't dear.#naib: bet #nort: well you see demi my pup here my pup? my hound the absolute love of my life-#naib: *glaring at him in the most violent manner possible*#nort: -is just irresistible. and that vegan shit you make is gross. no offense #demi: well i think your pup would taste gross—#nort: HOW DARE YOU.#naib: iiiiiiii am leaving.#i haven't written for hound/wanderer now i have to oh no. 4 hrs until g2 and i'm not asleep yet.#but i love that skin line so much it allows for so much fuckery #oh hound barely has any lore i guess that pureblood thing was hc. i still like it

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slashingdisneypasta · 3 years

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The Darkness (Alaric) x Fem!Reader || Smutshot

Title: Professor Darkness.

Notes: Oh this is so self indulgent XD *Cough* I am once again, on my period, so... that's where this blatant filth came from.

Plot: While *Good* Alaric moved on from you after two broke up (Him moving on to Meredith)... *Dark* Alaric, still wants you. While Damon and Stefen went off to save Elena from Klaus and Alaric was waiting for it to get dark... he decides to kill his time with you.

Warnings: Smut (Penis in vagina). Sir/Professor kink, degradation, VERY dominant Dark Alaric. Whatever its called when you have sex with someone's alter ego./other personality without asking them first... which is v e r y creepy (DUB CON ON ALARIC'S SIDE IN THAT CASE). You also used to be his student. Also unedited as of right now.

When Alaric gets back to the classroom you were left in sat on a desk like a bored student- sans Elena, or Caroline, or anyone else, you feel your heartbeat pick up; Fear lacing through every bone and crawling over your skin. The fact that you were forced to come here in the first place, was bad enough- and now you're all alone.

You're the only person left here for him to reap his revenge on. And he will. You're a vampire sympathiser- and in his eyes now, that's just as bad.

Staying quiet, you watch him pace quickly, clearly just containing fury inside himself, and hope he's too deep in thought, planning his evil or whatever, to care that you're there...

No such luck, you think as he finally stops, and slowly turns his head up at look at you. The look on his face now, isn't one you recognise; Despite having dated him in secret - well, not exactly him. The other him. The good, safe him, - the whole summer after Jenna's death. You realise you were but a band aid fix, but you were okay with that... When he decided he could deal with his grief on his own, healthily, you stepped back easy.

That was a few weeks ago now and you had barely seen him since then... but evidently, life has been eventful for him.

"... Alaric?"

He tilts his head slowly to the side. "So, I guess you're wondering why, of all people, you are here."

You blink; Well, yes. But mostly... you're wondering if you'll get to leave alive. After what you watched him to do Caroline, you are so sure that you will. Taking a deep, shaky breath, you start. "Uh- "

But the bastard cuts you off, with a jaunty point. "I have a proposition for you." Your eyebrow raises. "One my old self was too weak, to realise he wanted to offer you. Too busy grieving a vampire... true, she was turned against her will, but..." Alaric touches his hands together, then shrugs and pulls them apart again. "Well, I don't seem to remember her daggering any vamps hanging around her and her niece and nephew, so... she's no better."

You open your mouth to speak, again, to say something about yourself, but he's not done. He for see's your words.

"And I know, you aren't much better, either. In fact, you go ahead and call some abominations... your friends." A cold gaze turns colder as he looks at you, and you suddenly feel it right down to your soul. Then, he points with a firm finger. "But- I'm willing to make an acceptation, for you. I mean, I'm a vampire, and while its true I am doing it for the greater good... I cant judge everyone. And I like you."

"Wh- I... am I supposed to feel... honoured? Or something??"

A tiny grin wriggles at the corners of his lips. "You could, if you want to."

"... no thanks."

"But, in order for you to accept my proposal," Your right eyebrow piques, even as his very presence stings you with stone cold uneasiness deep in your gut; Because he hasn't even told you what this proposal is, yet. "I'll need you to swear off vampires... even let me know, when you find one. Cuz I need to be able to trust you, baby... "

Suddenly he's close to you, standing before you as you sit on a desk. Not quite in your personal space yet, but just before your knees. With the intention, of getting in your space. You look up at him, Alaric; Your former teacher, your former squeeze. Alaric- the Darkness. And your heart beats crazily in your chest. You set him with a confused look, eyebrows knit together and lips the slightest bit pouty. "Trust... me...?"

"Yeah, sweetheart." A familiar hand slides up your thigh, pushing the skirt hanging over your lap slightly up, and your breath hitches. He's leaning closer now, and the familiar scent of Alaric fills your nostrils for the first time in weeks.

It shouldn't turn you on anymore, not nearly as much as it does... but god damn, does it. His voice softens the slightest bit, and so do his eyes- even though, you can tell looking up into them, he is still not the 'old' Alaric. This is very much the darkness talking to you right now, touching you. Propositioning you.

Dragging you to his side. Because goddamn, does it look good from this angle. "I wanna be able to trust you... but I'm gonna need to hear you say it. Say you'll do what I say... you wont let any vampires, live."

Your stomach rolls. "No, I cant- "

"Y/N." Both his hands come up to your face now, cupping your neck; Thumbs brushing your cheeks and it feels so good... god you missed the feeling of him. And while you know he's evil, now... he looks so sincere, in this moment. Looking earnestly into your eyes with his hazel ones. "Please, baby... I need you... I want to be with you... We both do." Your hues slowly widen, as one of his thumbs traces along your bottom lip. Both? "So please, say you'll do as I say; And we can be together."

His face is so close, to yours. You're definitely being blinded by the haze of Alaric. Talking so softly, touching you so gently...

You just want him to get rough- and you feel like this new Alaric will.

Taking a deep breath, licking your lips... eyes flickering down to his own mouth for a mere second before they snap back up cautiously to his eyes - a knowing, mischievous twinkle in them now at noticing where your gaze strayed, making your heart skip a whole ass beat, - and swallow. "I... "

Without your say so, your hands reach out and bury themselves in his coat- tugging him closer.

You need him closer.

"Yeah...?"

"I want to be with you, too... " And you go to press your lips against his- when he pulls his head back a bit, just out of your reach, and your heart immediately drops. Was this a prank? What is he doing? Oh god, you're such a moron-

"Uh uh uh... renounce vampires, first."

"What?" Your eyes widen.

"Renounce vampires, and we can be together." One of his hands slowly returns to your thigh, rubbing up and down... not quite reaching where you want him. "Just three little words, Y/N, and you'll get what you want... we both will."

He smirks; and that does you in. A stupid, simple, sexy smirk. That's all it took to make you do as he says like an absolute whore. Blankly, you shrug. "I renounce vampires."

With that, the whole thing is sealed with a searing kiss as he ducks his head down and captures your lips with his; The hand on your jaw twisting around to the back of your neck and embedding itself your hair- using it to anchor your neck backwards, so he can shove his tongue down your throat with abandon. A moan is torn from you as you finally get to give into your feelings, properly, and pull him close between your legs.

Its been too long since you felt this.

Your kisses become almost violent, all teeth clashing against lips and tongues battling to taste all the other person has to offer- and your hands aren't doing much better. His alternate between gripping the squishy, bare fat of your thighs tightly, and rubbing his whole hands over the soft flesh- and getting closer and closer to your underwear every rotation. While you revel in the feelings his touches ignite in you, you chase your own curiosity by letting go of his jacket, and rather feeling up his stomach and chest through his clothes. All the way up to his neck, and feeling the heat throbbing all over him. You feel down his arms as your tongue does the same to his, lips appreciating the feel of his... everything in you alight.

Alaric doesn't need to breath; But you do. And he reluctantly remembers that, as he pulls back, gives your lips a few more quick kisses - softer then before but still thick with wanting you,- and lets you go ahead to start giving attention to his neck and jaw- tugging him closer to the shirt. Your lips paint his strong neck and stubbly jaw with kisses and licks, sucking hickies into his throat recklessly.

You want him. God, you want him so bad; especially when he moans, and you don't know whether its from your attentions or the feeling of his fingers finally slipping past your underwear and into the hot, squishy, wet mess of your cunt.

He gets right to it down there, and all you can do is stretch your knees apart as far as they go, as to give him more access, and moan desperately against his skin. Two fingers slip in, stretching the meat with a scissoring motion that has you rutting against his hand. He chuckles at you.

"Damn... " He mutters, breathlessly. "Y/N... you can act like a real slut, cant you? You sound like dog in heat- look like one, too, rutting into my fingers like that. I wonder if I put you on the floor, would you hump that slutty little pussy into my boot like a good mutt?"

"Oh god," You literally whine, hearing him degrade you like that. Maybe you're a slut... but god that's good... You lick a long stripe up his throat, eyes closed.

As he pulls back to peak down at your cunt, pulling your skirt up over your stomach and out of the way to do so, you watch him smirk at the sight and just about cum right there. "... then again, I always knew you were trampy... I saw the way you looked at me in class when I used to teach you, heh... You thought you were hiding it well, I'm sure, but the look on your face as you watched me in class... always had me wondering what you were imaging."

He watches his fingers (Three now, stuffing you) slip in and out, coating himself the knuckle in your wetness, before using his thumb to push your lips open and see the real mess... and groaning.

"Ugh... I missed you."

"Alaric... "You moan, trying to get his attention as he continues to play with your pussy. He doesn't seem to hear you, or realise your saying his name was more a request then an admission of pleasure, so you reach up and catch his chin in your hands, slowly turning his head up to look at you. "Alaric." You say again, more sternly.

Which is not an easy feat, which how orgasmic you feel right now. His fingers have not halted in fingering you, and the throb in your lower abdomen is getting closer and closer every second to spilling all over him.

He raises his brows, pleasantly surprise at your control. "Yeah?"

Throw half-hooded eyes, you gaze coyly up at him.

"I can show you what I was imagining in all those classes... "

His eyebrows shoot up his forehead once again as his fingers slow to a stop still inside you, just sitting there casually, and you blush darkly. "I- I mean... we are in a classroom... "

After a moment, another sexy smirk slips across his lips, and he steps back away from you- taking his hands away from you. Which is cruel and unusual torture, right now.

But what you're about to take for him will be a thousand times better then the fingering, so you soldier through it.

"You have a point... and I am curious. Go on then, sweetheart. Show me what you wanted."

And with that, you smirk. Hopping off the desk, leaving a visible damp spot on it, you quickly get rid of your underwear, leaving them on the ground carelessly before pulling your skirt back down over yourself, and brushing past Alaric to the front desk.

The professors desk. Oh, yes.

Looking over your shoulder, you wink at him as he watches, c a r e f u l l y, your next actions.

Which are to turn away from him again, hike up your skirt so it leaves nothing to the imagination, and bend over the desk; Ass and wetness - dripping down your thighs, - on full, vulgar display to your ex-professor. You feel his eyes on you for a good few moments, and you're almost afraid you've done something wrong, before suddenly - silently, supernaturally quickly, - Alaric appears behind you; his hands on your hips and his hardness straining against his pants, pressed up against your ass. "Hah... " His voice is now a little bit strained, genuinely losing his composure finally. The feeling of his crotch, albeit clothed, pressed into you has you shuddering, pressing your forehead carefully against the wood. "Should've known... slutty brats like you always wanna be fucked over the desk."

"Hmm... correct."

"Hey- " There's a sudden firmness to his voice, an authoritative streak. And it makes you even more turned on; Even slicker then before. "I'm the teacher here. I say what's correct and incorrect, right? Now," Listening out, you hear the sound of his belt buckle getting undone and pulled out of belt loops, and thrown to the side. Then soon after you feel his sock through only one, thin layer of fabric and fight the urge to grind back against him. You also feel his hot breath on your ear as he leans over you, and whispers; "Have you been a good girl in my class, Miss L/N?"

Oh boy- "I dunno, sir. Have I?"

He chuckles and pulls back, and a moment later the bare head of his cock slides through your pretty, pink slit and a drawn out moan slips out of you. Finally... You immediately clench around him, as he grinds himself all the way in, to the balls. You also grip the sides of the table, one finger at a time, until you're well tied down for the ride.

Then suddenly, evidently, the darkness cant control himself anymore. There's no more teasing, no more foreplay; Now's the time to fuck your little cunt absolutely goddamn senseless with his powerful cock an overwhelming tenth of his new, vampiric strength. "Oh my god- " You gasp, dripping around him as the sounds of his cock dragging in and out of you roughly, obscenely, and of the desks squeaks and protests fill the room. "Oh- jesus christ, Alaric- ah!" A slap to your pussy cuts you off, and you bite your lip for a moment, whimpering. That should not be as hot as it is... you're wetter then ever now. "S-sorry... P-P-Professor Saltzman... your c-cock is just so... f-fuuuucking good... "

"That's better." He mutters, through grit teeth as he stuffs you once more- balls slapping against your pussy.

You hold your ass up as high as you can, so he has more access, doing you part in the dirty deed but he does the most. His hands are on your hips and every time he shoves himself past your waiting folds, he's pulling you back onto him at the same time. Skewering you with his rock hard, hot cock.

You absolutely cannot help the obscenities rushing past your lips in this, telling him how good it feels. Telling him to you harder, dirtier, to touch your pussy. You realise you'll regret your words later, when you look back and die of embarrassment- but right now? Right now?? You really couldn't care less. The only thing you want right now is Alaric's penis to bring you to orgasm.

After who-knows-how long of this glorious filth, his cock finally twitches in you, and he jams himself as far in you as he can with a grunt - dragging a strangled moan from you, - just in time for hot, creamy spurts of cum to be released into you. By the time he's done, its dripping around the sides of his cock, to the floor and all over your thighs.

You are a total, mess.

And the feeling of it all, the absolute disgrace that he's made you into... in a school, of all places - a school he taught you in, in a classroom just like this, on a desk just like this, - brings you to your orgasm- your own spunk mixing with his as you finally come.

Still sheaved inside you as he softens, Alaric bends of your body, and gently tucks some of your hair back behind your ear as you just calm the hell down, after suck a fuck. "... A Plus."

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Copycat & The Spider-man —(Marvel Fem!Oc)

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xv: Peter Parker's Detective Agency

"The party was a disaster, everyone started chanting 'Penis Parker' and I called Peter so he would go home instead of back to Liz's place."

"Why did it take him so long? He was away a whole hour," C.C. frowned.

"He said he saw something related to the weapons the guys at the ATM had used and went to investigate."

"On his own? He hasn't called me at all since last night, what's wrong with him?"

"You can ask him," Ned responded. "I'm not getting involved in your thing with Peter."

C.C. forced Pietro to promise he wouldn't say a thing to Peter about the previous night, she'd made MJ promise the same thing, and now she was trying to forget she'd burst into tears in front of her friends, she was uncomfortable and tense, and this new information wasn't making things better.

The girl didn't speak for the most part of the morning, and when Peter told her to meet him at the workshop her anger only increased, yet she kept it quiet, waiting for the moment he would notice she was upset.

Right now, however, he was striking a piece of the Chitauri weapon with little to no safety measures, and she was glaring at him from a safe place at the far corner of the table.

"Hey, thanks for bailing on me," Ned approached them.

Peter barely reacted. "Yeah, well, something came up."

He showed Ned the little glowing rock and their friend stared in awe.

"What is that?"

"I don't know. Some guy tried to vaporize me with it," He said casually.

C.C. scoffed, but the boys didn't seem to hear.

"Seriously?"

"Yeah..."

"Awesome!" Peter gave him an annoyed look and Ned fixed his mistake. "I mean, not awesome. Totally uncool of that guy. SO scary."

"...Well, look, I think it's a power source..."

"Yeah, but it's connected to all these microprocessors— that's an inductive charging plate, that's what I use to charge my toothbrush."

C.C. leaned closer to see, she wasn't much of an expert when it came to tech talk, she wasn't much of an expert at anything except espionage and fighting techniques. She'd been taught to use some high-tech stuff at S.H.I.E.L.D, but she'd never been shown how to build it from scratch.

"Whoever's making these weapons is combining alien tech with ours," Peter explained.

"That is literally the coolest sentence anyone has ever said," Ned breathed.

"Friday said it first," She grumbled.

Peter glanced at her but Ned spoke and distracted the boy from her bad mood.

"I just want to thank you for letting me be part of your journey, into this amazing—"

Peter slammed the hammer against the object and the glowing stone flew out of the table.

"Keep your fingers off the blades!" The teacher warned absently.

C.C. lost her patience.

"Can you be any less careful?" She hissed. "That Chitauri thing could blow up a whole city for all we know and you're here hammering against it! Hand it over!"

She snatched the hammer away from his hand, the boys shared a panicky expression. Peter spoke in a slightly frightened tone. "You okay, C.C?"

She glared at him, picking up her stuff hastily.

"I'm fantastic, but it's not like you'd notice if it were any other way, would you? You're too busy playing hero, desperately trying to look cool. You don't care about what I have to say."

"I care about you, I asked you to come for a reason!" He pouted. "But all you've done is sit there and glare at us and I don't know what I'm doing wrong, but we could use Copycat's help here, you know?"

She stared at him, Peter really did not understand he was upsetting her, it disappointed her.

"I'll see you guys later."

"I'm mad at Peter," She announced as soon as she found Pietro and MJ.

She didn't know if the pair could be called "friends", but Pietro seemed to be the only boy MJ could stand apart from Ned and Peter, and he liked spending time with MJ cause she didn't talk much and he, much like C.C., got tired of having to listen to the ramblings of other teenagers.

"Really?" Pietro raised a brow.

"I stormed out of the workshop and now I don't know how to approach him after this, so I guess I'll be mad until I stop feeling uneasy."

"Have you never apologized before?" MJ put her book down. "Cause you could apologize and this would be over."

C.C. pondered. "I don't want to apologize."

"Why not?"

"She'll have to explain why she got mad in the first place," Pietro smirked.

"You'd have to tell Peter how you feel about him and Liz, got it," MJ snorted. "Sounds terrible, that's exactly why I avoid catching feelings for anyone."

"C.C. used to say the same thing— she was all 'I don't care about people, they're replaceable!' and now she cries at parties cause a lanky boy won't look her way."

"I came here asking for help and all you're doing is make fun of me," She scowled. "Maybe I should get angry at you too."

"You wouldn't last a day without us," MJ stated. "Sit and touch the grass or something, right now what you need is to calm down a little."

"I agree with Jones," Pietro hummed. "People don't think right when they're mad, you'll see it will feel much easier wanting to apologize to Peter once you've calmed down."

"Hey, do you guys have any plans for this Friday?"

"Why, are you going to ask us on a date?" Pietro hummed.

"Don't be nasty, P.J." C.C. made a face. "I don't. Why?"

"Well, I was wondering if you'll like to go watch the academic decathlon in D.C., it's my first time going and... I don't know, I guess I'd like to have you there."

"Aww, are you growing fond of us? Are we your soft spot?"

"Stop. Stop it right now," MJ stood and grabbed her things. "You have until Thursday to let me know."

"I can't, sorry," Pietro said. "I've got a party."

"I don't trust P.J. enough to leave him alone at a party, but considering I was the one that made a scene last time... I guess he'll be okay on his own."

"So you're saying you're coming with me?" MJ asked, trying not to look eager.

"Yeah sure," She smiled.

"Great," MJ nodded. "See you guys."

"Wait, I forgot my history book."

"Don't take long."

She rushed back into the school, spotting two strange men a the far end of the hallway. C.C. saw Peter run out of the opposite corner and follow the two, Ned's head peered out from behind the wall but he didn't move. Sensing that those guys had to do with Peter's little adventure the prior night, she moved in the same direction as them.

They had entered the workshop in which Peter had been tearing apart the Chitauri weapon, he was on the stairs listening intently to their talk, but he hadn't noticed her. He left the safe space to get a closer look but moved a chair in the process.

Peter stuck himself upside down to a table, one of the guys had noticed the movement and was walking towards him. C.C. quickly took action, she walked down the stairs loudly, and spoke in a firm, curious voice:

"Oh, you must be the electrician! This is not the place where we'll be hosting our homecoming, though, let me walk you to the court!"

"Er... no, it's fine," one of the men spoke to her. "We actually just finished here, Sir. If you could just point us to the main exit..."

"You go upstairs and turn left, then you walk straight to the end of the corridor, you can't miss it."

Both men walked past her -or Mr. Dell in their eyes- and abandoned the workshop.

She waited a minute before speaking. "You can come out now, Peter."

The boy slowly appeared from under the table, he looked up at her in confusion until C.C. shifted back into her original form, the boy gaped at her.

"Wow, you're really good!" He exclaimed. "It's the first time I see you shift fully! How did you do it without touching him first?"

"I touched him about thirty minutes ago, bumped into him..."

They stared at each other for an awkward second before C.C. decided she was still upset.

"Bye."

"No, wait! C.C!"

The girl tried to run out but Peter caught her in a web, however, C.C. used her claws to set herself free.

"What the f— Stop pulling tricks I don't know about!"

"Stop trying to stop me!"

They emerged on the main hall where Ned was waiting for Peter, she glared at him.

"Take him off my back!"

She ignored Peter's shouting and walked right out of the school.

"You came!"

"Wouldn't miss it for the world," She hugged MJ briefly, both girls were still awkward about physical contact. "Nice of Mr. Harrington for letting me tag along."

"This school would do anything for a Stark," MJ smirked.

"Hey, it's Peter!"

"What!" C.C. turned abruptly, behind her MJ snorted.

"Er— I was hoping I could rejoin the team?" He said to Liz and Ned.

"No, no way, you can't quit on us, stroll up and be welcomed back by everyone—"

"Hey, welcome back! Flash, you're back to first alternate," Mr. Harrington climbed out of the bus.

"What?"

"He's taking your place," said one of the teammates happily.

"Excuse me, can we go already?" MJ spoke up behind her, Peter's attention immediately landed on C.C. "Cause I was hoping to get in some protesting in front of an embassy before dinner, so..."

"Protesting is patriotic, let's get on the bus!"

"Looks like Peter's starting to listen to you," MJ nudged her arm playfully.

C.C. knew better, though. Peter hadn't talked things out with her, if he was here, it was very likely he was following a lead on the modified weapons. She believed it to be a little selfish, considering all these students were counting on him and he didn't care about the decathlon at all.

He tried to say something when she walked past him, but C.C. turned to MJ and started a conversation before he could speak.

An hour later Peter approached her.

"Ah, hey," He cleared his throat. "Happy just called me, he said you're not answering your phone."

"Her driver has your number?" MJ frowned.

"Yeah, Happy's a little paranoid when it comes to my safety," C.C. was quick to lie. "This will only take a minute— be right back."

She abandoned her seat and followed Peter to the very back of the bus.

"Did Happy really call or you're just making up an excuse to talk to me?" She inquired rudely.

"He called," Peter gave her an annoyed look. "Did you know he put trackers on us?"

"I'm an unregistered mutant and you're an idiot, of course they put trackers on us," Her eyes went to Ned, who was holding some kind of artifact projecting a place far from the decathlon's building. "By the looks of it you're tracking someone as well, so don't come at me acting all insulted."

Peter had nothing to say about it, she began to leave but he grabbed a hold of her hoodie -his hoodie, she hadn't returned it after the night Ned found out about them.

"Alright, fine, I won't complain about the tracker but can you please tell me what's going on? You've been mad at me for days and I've got no idea why."

"I don't want to tell you," She replied childishly. "So just ignore it and leave me alone—"

"I have the right to ask," He said in an angry whisper, "also you're stuck with me in this tiny bus for at least another four hours, let's just get it out of the way."

"No."

She snatched the hoodie away from his grasp, Peter lost his patience.

"Just tell me what did I do to you!"

Everyone on the bus went silent and turned to stare. C.C. felt her cheeks grow warm and turned her back on the other teens.

"Sorry," He mumbled, sitting back down.

The girl glimpsed at him for just a moment, she saw his jaw clenching as he fixed his gaze on the back of Ned's seat. She felt forced to do it, but sat down anyway, considering she was far more tired of keeping her bad mood active than she was of Peter's behavior.

"You didn't do anything to me... it's what you're doing without me."

Peter didn't speak, he didn't dare interrupt her.

"When I told Tony about you, I thought you'd get mad at me for revealing your identity, and for not telling you who I was, but it was the complete opposite. After that, you were always so hyped about what we'd do together, but it's like... it's like you only care about me when I'm wearing the suit. I'm no use to you without it."

"It's not—"

"Let me finish," She frowned. "You don't ask what I think about all the crazy stuff you're doing— To me C.C.'s life's important, but you don't care about her, cause you don't even care about yourself, you just care about Spider-man."

Peter stared at her as if she were speaking another language, so she tried to simplify her words.

"I didn't stay in school to be your sidekick. I want a normal life, and you wanting nothing to do with that is ruining the little time I have to enjoy it. Don't act as if what you're doing is equally as beneficial to everyone involved."

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Thomas Shelby X Vampire! Male Reader

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More Vampire! Reader and Thomas Shelby shots!! Also no, these aren’t in order they are just random shots of the two together either doing stupid stuff or fluffy things! Maybe some smut too 😏

Summary: Just some more facts about the little vamp and Thomas

Warnings: Fluff, bat traits, cranky vampire, some vampires need sleep especially when they are a doctor who works 24/7, Thomas soft, Shelby family can’t take care of themselves.

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A loud knocking could be heard throughout the doctors home, but he chose to ignore it. He’s been busting his ass off for hours that he doesn’t have time for any visitors right now. What he needs is some sleep and that’s all he wants.

He continues to ignore the knocks as he buries hismelf deeper into his blankets, trying to block out the noise as he slowly goes to sleep. It only takes a few seconds for the knocks to finally die down, causing y/n to perk up in surprise. He sticks his head out from under the covers and listens closely, not hearing the annoying knocks anymore. He smiled weakly and tiredly, snuggling back into his blankets as he closes his eyes to go back to sleep.

As he’s drifting back to sleep the knocking suddenly comes back, causing him to groan in frustration as he throws back the covers and heads downstairs to see what the ruckus is all about.

“You better have a good excuse as to why you are waking me up at—“ he glances at the clock and his eyes twitch in anger. “4:30AM!!”

As he stomps to his door he prys it open to see none other than Thomas Shelby. Y/n can’t help but growl at that man in anger. “This better be worth my sleep.” He grumbled out as Thomas raises a brow. “Thought vampires didn’t sleep?”

“This one does.” Y/n points to himself as Thomas eyes him before shrugging and instead of asking, he invites himself inside.

“Oh please do come in.” Y/n says sarcastically as he rolls his eyes and closes the door behind him, rubbing the bridge of his nose as he turns around to face Thomas. “Thomas, you better have a good reason as too why you woke me up at this god forsaken hour.” He says again as he glares at the older Shelby that stood infront of him.

Thomas was already removing his coat, tossing it on one of y/n’s chair as he turns to face the doctor himself. Clearing his throat he slips his hands into his pockets to answer. “Can’t sleep.”

“And you think that waking me up will help?” Y/n raises a brow.

“I thought vampires didn’t sleep, so I expected you to be awake but now—“ he gestured at y/n. “Looks like you were asleep and I do apologize for waking you up, but in my defense I am still new to this.” He answers truthfully and with a simple apology, but y/n can’t be mad at him for waking him up. Thomas was right, he is still learning about vampires and the only information that he relies on are the stories that he was told as a child, he couldn’t blame the man.

Y/n can only let out a deep sigh as he gestures towards the living room. “I’ll make some tea.” He mumbles out as Thomas give him a small nod and heads towards the living room where he waits for him.

It doesn’t take him long to finish making the tea for Thomas as he heads to the living room to see the other already making himself confortable. “Here you go.” He says as he sets the teacup on the coffee table and Sits across from him, letting out a defeated sigh. “So Thomas, why are you really here?” He asks.

The older Shelby drink the tea as he averts his gaze towards the male doctor. Slowly, he lowers the cup down and sets it to the side. “I’m still courious about your kind.”

Y/n rolls his eyes. “Here we go again...” he mutters out.

Thomas ignores his irritation and continues to speak. “I already know how your hunger works and your sleeping schedule, somehow, but one thing that has caught my attention is your ability to survive during sunny mornings.” He crosses his legs and licks his lips. “Don’t vampires hate the sun?”

Y/n chuckles. “Thomas, I know I’m a vampire but not everything is like the books, don’t forget that.” He reminds him once again, but also reminds himself that Thomas was only human and knew little about vampires.

“To be honest I like the sun, it’s warm and it gets me tired. You can say that I usually take days like that off.”

Thomas narrows his eyes and rasies his brow as he thinks back to the times that he’s visited y/n during sunny days, only to be told by the nurses that he had taken those days off. Telling him that y/n was either on vacation or dealing with some personal matter.

“Wait—“ Thomas lifts a finger up. “You’re telling me, that those days off aren’t about you hiding from the sun light but because you were resting?” Y/n gives him a brief nod. “Technically yes.” He responds and sits up in his chair.

“I like the sun, Thomas. Just how some people enjoy cloud days, thinking that they can stay indoors and skip out from work.” He added, shifting in his spot as he lies back on the couch and lets out a deep yawn, licking his own lips as he stares at the ceiling and hugs one of the pillows close to his cold body. “Anymore questions?”

“Yes.” Thomas was quick to ask. “Why become a doctor?”

That catches y/n off guard. No one has ever asked him that since they usually brush it off, thinking that he wanted to be a doctor due to his ‘family’ wanting it.

“You could say that I like helping others.” He whispers to Thomas, playing with one of the loose strings from the pillow. “I grew up with my people getting hunted down, we were killed for fun and I remember how much my mother wanted to keep me safe. So, she would send me to the healers and everyday I watched hundreds of different vampires come and go.” He Can still remember that day clearly, he was only eight when he witnessed his first death.

“She was a nice old women, always dealing with whinny people but she managed to get through. She taught me how to be a doctor, showed me the simple stuff that’ll help me in the future.” He laughs a bit to himself. “Like I said, I grew up learning...” his voice softens. “Once she passed away I took her spot.”

“She wasn’t a vampire?”

Y/n shakes his head. “She was human—a human that helped my people.”

The room goes quiet as Thomas process the information. So far he’s learned a lot about y/n’s past and who he really and somehow he can’t help but feel guilty for not exchanging anything important with the other man and so, he opens his mouth and begins to talk.

“My mother was a storyteller and she always read to my sister and brothers before we went to bed.”

Y/n perks up to this and turns to face Thomas.

“She didn’t just read them, she also made the sounds of the animals and would scream out the lines.” Thomas smiles.

Y/n gasps against the pillow as his eyes widen. Did he just smile??

“I was a child when I told myself that I wanted to be a writer. A writer who can write a book for their own mother.” He taps his fingers against his knee as he leans forward and claps his hands together. “But that never happened, after I was sent to war I stop fantasizing about this dream.”

Y/n sighs and buries his chin into the pillow. “I would tell you to try again but I doubt you’d try.” He muffled out.

“I can try for you.”

The vampires eyes slowly widen as his face heats up. “R—really?” He stutters out in surprise.

“I haven’t written in years but for you I can try.” Thomas repeats himself as he finishes his tea. “I’d—I’d really like that.” Said y/n. “You can make it short, maybe a small story about your own childhood! I’ve already told you my childhood so I think it’s only fair if you told me something about yours.” He huffs out with crossed arms.

Thomas chuckles and leans back in his seat, glancing over at the clock he notices the time and sighs to himself. “How about this,” he stands up from his seat and collects his things. “I’ll write you one memory but only if you tell me more about vampires.”

“Deal!” Y/n jumps off the couch with a bright smile on his face.

Thomas shakes his head as he slips his coat on. “Get some rest y/n and I’d suggest you take the day off too since I did keep you up.”

Y/n laughs as he follows Thomas out. “I’ll be fine, I’m not internally human so I don’t need the full 8 hours or sleep, but since you did suggest it then might as well and get the day off.” He smiles at Thomas.

The man stares at him before reaching over to Pat his head and genlty stroke his hair. “Sleep.” He randomly said as he removes his hand from y/n and walks down the porch, away from y/n’s home as he watches the blinder disappear from a distance.

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💚 anon said: Okay gonna be a part two to the double yan butlers but making them vamp! So have this butler sandwich~

( Long af im so sorry i cant stop i need help)

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warning: blood, smut, yan behavior

You sat there clenching onto the hem of your dress with tears streaming down your beautiful face.

"Hush now beloved..." Himmel whispered, leaning in close on the shell of your ear and bringing a gloved hand to your cheek to wipe the tears away.

"May we remind you aren't alone, y/n~?" The man on the opposite side of you said coming in closer to lick the salty liquid down your face causing him to shudder lightly, even just the slightest taste of you is divine already wanting more.

"I-I know it's just having everyone that I come into that kind of contact with either seems to disappear or they're bored to sleep... it's like I'm cursed or something..." you say with a shaky voice and shallow breath. Hearing this made both of their hearts ache. Locking eyes with his other half for a moment filled with concern and a tinge of guilt.

We're they being too selfish? Keeping you for your own desires and fulfillment..? Surely you felt the same way, you certainly did right...?

The way you so easily let them in, to undress you, bathe you, please you and in turn themselves. Could it possibly be that your feelings had changed? Maybe it's time to test this they thought.

"Mistress, you know Venti and I care oh so deeply for you... and we'll do anything at all for you... so when you say you're alone it's a bit disappointing to hear.." Himmel breathes out taking a hold of your left hand and his twin grabbing the right, both lovingly stroking your delicate hands.

"Oh how correct you are dear brother. It's quite heartbreaking not only to see you so upset but to hear that you're feeling as such, may we turn this pain into pleasure? We're always at your service my beloved."

Venti's question caused you to shoot a shocked and red-faced expression towards him. "W-what do you Mea— Mm!" He pressed a finger to your lips and slowly pushed you down onto the mattress, with Himmel setting himself behind you, sliding his arms around you to hold you in place as his brother straddles the both of you, He peers down from above you with lust clouded eyes

"Oh you know exactly what we mean my princess~ We know wholeheartedly the feelings you have towards us and trust us in knowing the feeling is mutual. So when we see these vile suitors dare lay sight on you we couldn't help but, 'resolve' the issue." He whispered into your ear slowly leaving small love bites down your neck. Oh how badly he wants to sink his teeth into you. Just a whiff of your scent already drives him mad but he holds in his desire.

Himmel snuck his hands up to pull down the top zipper of your gown letting the sleeves slump off of your shoulders to let his brother gain more access, and allowing himself to give gentle kisses and licking the opposite side as he holds you strongly in place.

"Mm...! So you two... were behind all of this...!?" you breathe out trying to keep calm while both of your dear servants are beginning to devour you. Himmel wrapped his legs around you, locking his ankles with yours, with Venti pushing most of his weight onto you to make his way back up to your ear.

"We were merely speeding up the process, angel~ And besides, by the look of things you, weren't even interested, no?" Venti cooed.

You couldn't deny it. No feelings you had were towards any of the potential matches and frankly made you bored and uncomfortable. It was honestly a relief when the situation was brought to shambles.

"Mistress, you did tell me that you didn't even want to go back to him, correct...?" The man behind you questions. You shakily sighed recalling the words you said to Himmel earlier that afternoon, his hair and breath tickling your neckline. It was so hard to even respond coherently as they both let their hands run all over you— Venti at your chest and neck and Himmel having his hands wander up your skirt to feel your thighs.

"Mm... Yes..." Venti grins at your answer and chuckles, eyeing your near-exposed breast daring to make an appearance. "Y/n, don't you think it's time for a change of clothes? You look quite uncomfortable with this elaborate dress at the moment. Do we have permission to undress you?" Himmel suggested catching onto Venti and his desires, how badly he just wants to rip everything off and dive right into you knowing he must remain calm.

Squirming a bit due to the building excitement, you nod as your face painted blush red. "You may..." and with that the both of them helped you out of your clothes, slowly and carefully removing each article with the man behind you pulling down your zipper fully and removing your dress, while Venti took off the skirt underneath, leaving you only in your lingerie.

You curl up slightly embarrassed how both of them are hungrily eyeing your form. "Look... look at you y/n... you're so beautiful. Divine even. It's why we must keep you all to ourselves~" Himmel sighed pressing his chest against your back and snaking his arms around you while placing gentle but passionate kisses all over your neck.

"Oh how right you are dear brother. A true angel lay before us and I think she may lay blessing upon ourselves tonight~" Venti says climbing back on top of you, putting a leg between yours, his knee brushing against your core, making you shudder and lean onto the man behind you. It was so hard to resist them at this point you didn't even care how much trouble the three of you could be in if you got caught.

"Nng... I order you to both give in to any and all desires..." They both went wide-eyed in excitement.

"With pleasure my songbird~" the blue-eyed male almost moaned into your ear as he removed his own clothing and Venti followed soon after.

"On one condition... Please let me know beforehand if you decide to feast upon me..." you interject blushing madly in watching the two men undress before you. You notice how their eyes seemed to glow in the dimly lit room. "Of course my dearest, we wouldn't do anything without consent, right dear brother?" Himmel states and gestures to Venti.

"Indeed our princess must be handled with the utmost care, with loving and sensual touches, no harm must come to her." He says leaning in to slowly kiss your cheek only to begin leaving slow sweet kisses down your jawline, with Himmel running his hands down your exposed waist feeling his bare hands smooth across your supple skin filled you with desire.

You held onto Venti's shoulders and leaned your back against Himmel's chest, they had you securely pressed between them, you could feel so much of them and how hot it was getting, and how much they needed you in turn.

Hearing a whisper from behind you "May I kiss you, y/n?" You turn and nod, letting Himmel latch his lips to yours, letting a sweet moan escape your lips as you felt Venti unclip your bra. "I feel so lucky to have such a sight in front of me… let me taste you please..." He almost pleaded in which you give out a shaky sigh, desperately wanting him to pull your sweet breast in his mouth.

"I did say you may give in to all desires, correct~?" you say teasingly. Almost immediately you felt him latch onto your breast almost desperately and gripping onto the other, swirling your nipple with his tongue making you let out a sweet moan that made Himmel grip your thighs letting his hands wander closer and closer to where you needed him most.

"Nnng... y/n, I want to feel how much you crave us," Himmel said, pulling your soaked panties aside and rubbing a finger through your folds as he flicked up to hit your clit. It makes your breath hitch as you shift your weight against his stiff member as well as feeling the other suck and knead at your tender breasts. Looking down and noticing how needy Venti was as well, it made your mind so clouded with lust it was hard to think straight.

"Ahh~ More... please...!" You plead. You appreciate them being slow and careful but you just wanted them to take full control and pleasure every inch of you. "As you wish~" Venti moves down from your breast leaving passionate kisses all the way down your body stopping at your core.

"My mistress is so sweet~ you don't know how much we love you so let us show you." He breathes out with his mouth hung open, you could see his fangs albeit small but much larger than anything human and it turned you on seeing Venti pleading up at you to let him devour your essence.

"Haa... please me... eat me... anything... I'm all yours." You plead. And in turn, he puts your legs over his shoulders as Himmel grips your hips in place with one arm while the other rubs your sensitive bud.

You let out a shaky moan as Venti licks up your slit. "Mmm... so good y/n..." the vibrations from his moans resonated deep within you causing so much ecstasy to flow through you.

"Ahh...!! It's too much!!"

Himmel quickly pulls you in to swallow your moans with a deep kiss. "Shh mistress... we can't allow ourselves to be too loud.." Himmel said. It was so hard to hold himself back from sinking his teeth into your beautifully exposed neck while he rubbed your core how he wanted to desperately switch position with his brother but your pleasure was his top priority.

The stimulation from both of them was almost too much. You felt hot tears run down your face as you gripped onto Venti's hair for anything to hold you together as if you couldn't control your hips that you ground against his face as well as rolled against Himmel's erect length. You felt the climax building, that twisting coil in your womb threatening to spill out.

"Haa... Haa...! I'm so close...!" You breathe out trying to remain as quiet as possible.

"Yes.. feed me~! Let me drink your divine essence!" Venti begged into you. While gripping onto the hand that Himmel offered to you, you came down so intensely it made your whole body shiver. Pulling away from you to wipe his face, Himmel couldn't help but drag his hand to collect any remaining slick and lick it off his fingertips.

"Always ever sweet my songbird..." He gazed straight into your e/c orbs with his pupils blown wide. "But I can't help but want more..." he bends down to where his twin was recently to lick all of the slicks that covered your thighs, he was about to combust. He has held back for so long. Hearing your heartbeat right next to his ear, the crimson essence he so desperately needs is just inches away.

"Y/n... May I please bear fang to you... right here." he pokes your soft thigh ever so slightly.

"Ohohoh, wanting a drink so soon dear brother?" His twin teases.

"Ashamedly, yes... you got to drink the beloved's slick after all..." He bends down awaiting your answer as Venti repositioned himself behind you with him breathing down your neck.

"Y-you may..." you nervously grip onto the sheets awaiting the incoming pain as Venti rubs your arms to offer some comfort. "Shhh just relax... if you’re so tense it'll be more painful..." He whispers, sending shivers down your spine. You take a deep inhale as you feel Himmel sink his teeth into your soft flesh.

Your life force was flowing into him. It was so addicting, so sweet, and in addition to the slicks still left over on your thigh, nothing could beat this he thought. Both were gently holding you still. You couldn't ignore Venti’s ragged, almost feral breathing pattern, and not soon after feeling something cold and wet drop on your shoulder, you turn to look at him, mouth hung open of a drooling mess.

"I'm... haa... going to be honest, y/n... I don't think I can..." you nod to him and pull your hair out of the way leaning your head to the side.

"As a reward... for earlier..." He goes wide-eyed and grins and gently wraps both his arms and legs around you, biting down on the nape of your neck, your delicious wine filling his system as he hums in satisfaction.

Himmel pulls away carefully after his fill, almost immediately cleaning and wrapping the small wound in cloth and finishing it with a small kiss. "Thank you so much, my beloved, but Venti please be gentle with her..." Himmel says leaning in front of you as you grip onto him and focus on your breathing to distract yourself from the sharp pain going through you.

"Mhmm..." He mumbled, getting in a few last drops before he pulled away.

"Thank you, mistress. You're ever so kind to us, now let us repay you~" Venti said whilst cleaning and covering the wound. Himmel gently lays you down with you perfectly on display for the both of them with him going on top of you with Venti behind you.

"There is still one more thing we wish to have desired, to make love to you, y/n'' He bent down to quietly whisper in your ear. Feeling how hard they both were, you wanted to fulfill all of their wishes. You could only nod knowing how badly you also wanted this.

"Please... I only have a love for the both of you..." With Venti wrapping his arms around and pushing his cock between your cheeks and Himmel slowly lining himself up with your heat, taking your hands in his, you lock eyes with his icy orbs.

"Ahh~!" You moan, throwing your head back onto his twin’s shoulder as he enters you. It felt so euphoric to the three of you. Venti grinding himself against you, Himmel slowly filling your walls and feeling them so close to you, it felt like you were overheating but you couldn't get enough.

"Nnng... my love you feel so good...! So warm..." Himmel praises gradually increasing the pace. Feeling them both slide in and out of you filled you with immense pleasure. You couldn't help but rut your hips in tandem with theirs.

"Y/n~! More!" The man behind you pleaded, gripping your hips for more of the friction he craved, causing you to grind up against him more, your end was coming already so quickly with how good they both felt.

"Ahh...! Guys, I don't know how long I can make it...!" Your walls clench around his length with him hitting that sweet spot each time making you see stars. You gripped Himmel’s arms, holding on for dear life.

"Don't— Ahh... Hold it...! My beloved...! I'm close too!!" Himmel moans into you kissing you so deeply, swirling your tongue with his. That tight knot again comes loose with a few more thrusts from both of them spilling it all over the sheets with Himmel releasing on your stomach and Venti coming onto your back.

After a few moments of recollection and clean up, they both embrace you and swore to never let you go.

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(Im off to jail again and i hope the formatting is okay -💚 i just wanna feed you not more work )

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Holy shit—

Anon, you’re feeding us so well mmmpowowushasjjs

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daddy vampire venti and himmel?

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#submission #💚 anon #venti x reader #himmel x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #tw blood #genshin impact venti #venti brainrot

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hello! i just wanted to respectfully share some perspective. i enjoy your metas a lot & i think a lot of your takes on canon are really great! about the jacob being redeemable & jasper not, a lot of this has to do with how racist smeyer’s writing is & how deeply it runs through jacob’s characterization. jake is beloved on here but if u go to any other platform u will see obscene hate spewed at jacob with absolute vitriol & edward/the cullens showered with praise to the point where it’s disgustingly racist. and ur take on his canon is very interesting but while smeyer prob. didnt realize what she wrote for him was as bad as it was, (her ignorance is sad & baffling) the way she ultimately paints him against her white hero as a love interest is very racially fueled bc the goodness of his nature didn’t serve her white story well anymore bc edward has to be the hero & not the ‘aggressive brown man.’ this is very harmful writing & hurtful to a lot of real people. i don’t think anybody on here would ever excuse or forget jacob’s canon, but this is a big part of why a lot of us view jacob beyond that & not jasper, who does not have the excuse of being a brown kid written by racist whose characterization needed to serve the needs of the white ‘hero’ as POC so often do. this is definitely not hate to you & you are obviously not obligated to acknowledge it, but this is just some perspective on how a lot of us view jacob and why a lot of us think he is deserving of more redemption than others.

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I actually wasn’t aware those fandoms had a racism issue. I sometimes browse r/twilight to marvel at how shitty it is, and I’ve taken a glance at the Twilight instagram, and all I see on both is tumblr screenshots. From this I figured these communities had to overlap with the tumblr fandom community in terms of opinions as well. I do remember fandom being awful ten years ago, but that was ten years ago and I thought we’d changed.

As for tumblr fandom, I totally get why people like Jacob and feel he deserved better. There’s just no end to the shit he goes through. He lives in poverty, his mother is dead, he’s the sole caretaker of his disabled father, his friends join a gang, he finds out he’s a werewolf and his life as he knew it is over, his best friend wants to become a bloodsucking demon and he’s unable to save her, and then he imprints on Renesmée so he’ll always be stuck with the Cullens. Life is so cruel to him, and because Meyer thinks imprinting is great we’re supposed to accept Jake/vampire baby he imprinted on against his will as his happily ever after.

And as you point out, there are unmistakable racial dynamics happening with violent and aggressive non-white man Jake, whose imposing physique is emphasized throughout the text, and elegant and composed white man Edward.

So, yeah, I absolutely get why people want a better life for him, and reject the racially toned aggression and violence to enjoy the character he could have been instead.

My exasperation, and what I was referring to when writing that post, is that I think his sexual assault of Bella, threats, and attempt to kill her child should be acknowledged. It happened, it sucks but it very much did happen, and yet there’s no shortage of meta and takes on this site listing all the ways Jake would have been good for Bella. Reimagining canon is half the fun of being in a fandom, but presenting canon Jake as a good partner for a woman he assaults is... perhaps I missed out on some unsaid cue where everyone knows without saying that they’re not actually talking about canon Jake, but the character he could have been, but if so then I wish they would clarify.

Apart from that, I'd like to stress that the other Quileute characters are all great, I tend to focus on the vamp part of Twilight but I really do enjoy their characters, especially Billy, Leah, Sam and Emily.

I hope this cleared things up, and I don’t feel attacked at all, no worries. I’m glad you let me know.

#Anonymous #ask #jacob black #twilight renaissance #twilight meta #twilight #racism #twilight racism

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Damsel in Shining Armour - Benny Weir x Reader

Benny Weir, Benny the magic man Mephistopheles, Benny rabbit, and plain old B. These are the many names my geeky yet lovable boyfriend goes by. And honestly… I just call him pretty boy or babe. It gets the job done.

Anyway, this lovable dork is like I've just mentioned, a lovable dork. And today, the dork was kind of kidnapped… by some vampires. So here's a retelling of what happened! Because, I can! It all kind of started when Benny was careless with his magic. I don't have a specific example of when or what happened in mind but you know how Benny is.

"Have you guys seen Benny?" Ethan had asked me that morning at school while leaning against the lockers next to mine. We usually all meet up at whoever gets done last's locker and this morning it was obviously me. "Sadly I haven't E. If I had and he needed to go somewhere I would've let you know first." I spoke as I got the books I needed for the first half of school. "Maybe he'll turn up sometime during class?" I had shrugged off Benny's absence and walked off to my first class.

By the time lunch had rolled around we hadn't heard from or seen Benny and both of us were starting to get concerned. "So, where do we think he's run off to?" I mused and propped my head up on my hands after sitting opposite Ethan at the plastic top table. "I have no idea… anytime he's ever tried to skip school he's planned it way in advance and told me about it way before." Ethan groaned while rubbing at his eyes in frustration.

"What up guys?" Rory suddenly had appeared behind Ethan and though I saw him getting lunch a moment earlier it still startled me a bit when he spoke. Nothing compared to how jumpy Ethan was though, like he'd been shaken up like an alcoholic drink. "Benny just hasn't shown his face all day and we're worried is all Rory." I had placed a hand on one of Ethan's to help calm him while I answered Rory.

"Oh really? That sucks… do you need any help lookin' for him?" Rory offered and I motioned for him to sit next to one of us. "You can smell people's blood and tell them apart right R?" he nodded while also shaking his hand to show that's sort of how it works. "I'm pretty sure I'd only be able to tell which smell is Benny if I've had his before, which… I haven't." I sighed and told them to follow me.

I led them to my locker out of which I had pulled a vial filled with blood. I tilted it around to make sure it wasn't dried up and it flowed a little slower than fresh blood usually does. "Benny gave me this the other day and said to give it to either you, Erica, or Sarah if he went missing. I had no idea why at the time but i guess this is what it was for." I chuckled at my shitty realization when Ethan grabbed the vial from me. "He gave it to you and not me?" He questioned, tilting it around as I had earlier but he looked at it more intensively than I had.

"Yeah, I guess. I don't know why he gave it to me instead of you to be honest, you are more responsible than either of us." He hummed and handed the vial to Rory who immediately popped the cork off and gave it a quick yet deep sniff before downing the whole thing. "So? Any difference?" Ethan urgently asked while carefully watching Rory.

Rory had started walking down the hall and around the corner to the front door of the school. "Follow me guys!" He raced out the doors and we waited for him to come back and realize that not all of us have vampire speed. Which he did after about a minute. After which he grabbed one of both Ethan and my hands and then sped off out the doors again.

We made a few stops while Rory was trying to follow the smell of Benny. A few times Rory got distracted, as he does sometimes, and Ethan had to remind him what we were in the middle of.

Eventually we ended up at the edge of town at an old warehouse, the logo chipping on the side suggested it might've been used to house the stock of an old soda company that I'd only heard of once or twice from Grandma Weir. Plus there were broken glass soda bottles outside the building that helped with the context clues.

"Wait… what happens if Benny is in danger? Do we actually have anything to defend ourselves and help save him?" I stopped Ethan and Rory from moving toward the door and looked at both of them worried. "Well for one thing Rory is a vamp so he's good and I always keep one of the daggers Grandma Weir gave us in my pocket just in case. So we should fundamentally be fine." Ethan reasoned and pulled the dagger out of his pocket slightly to show me and I nodded.

We slowly opened the warehouse door, Ethan taking point and Rory and me following behind. When we all got in and had carefully closed the door we looked around and saw nothing. Though, I heard faintly from the back of the warehouse the sound of Benny being a smartass to someone who I figured was one of his captors. We double checked to make sure that no one was in the wide open area and when we didn't see anyone we all started to walk across to where Benny presumably was.

What we didn't see was a handful of vampires hiding up in the shadowed rafters that jumped down and landed around us. Rory immediately was in a fight with two of the vampires that laid on my left. Ethan stabbed the vampire to the right of us after ducking and weaving around him. When I started to back away from the one approaching me from the front to stall for time I bumped into the one that stood behind us. Rory jumped across from where he was to push the one in front of me away so Ethan or I could run.

They rolled around on the concrete floor fighting and for a minute I stood mesmerized then Ethan pulled me away and started fighting the one I had bumped into. "(Y/n), go find Benny. We'll take care of these two guys." Ethan ushered me forward and I nodded before running towards where I had heard Benny's voice from faintly before.

I stumbled into a room that was lit up inside and saw Benny tied to a chair facing away from me. "You come back to hear me explain how your plan to steal me was a mistake?" Benny sassed and I chuckled. His head turned as far as it could to the side which wasn't quite far enough to look directly at me but he must've noticed that I wasn't one of the vamps that kidnapped him because he visibly relaxed. "Who's the damsel in distress now?" He let out a held breath as I walked closer "How about I get you untied pretty boy?" I asked with a smile and he nodded vigorously. I laughed as I untied the rope around his wrists and then let him untie his ankles himself.

"Thanks for being my knight sweetness, I really needed one today." He admitted while placing his rope burned hands on my waist and giving me a kiss on the forehead before a peck on the lips. "It's no problem at all babe, I'd do it anytime." I smiled up at him and ruffled his already messy hair.

"Did you find him? They didn't kill him did they?!" Ethan bursted into the room breathing heavily while somehow still yelling. I laughed and turned to a wide eyed and smiling Ethan. "Nope, he's all good. He's definitely still breathing and has a pulse." I laughed and Ethan ran over to hug both of us. The boys enveloped me in a warm and loving hug when Rory walked in with blood on his clothes and breathing heavily. I motioned him over and his face lit up before using a bit of vamp speed to get across the room and into the hug.

"And that's what happened while you and Erica were at school today. Sorry for not telling you but I figure you already deal with enough that we should probably give you a break." I tell Sarah over video call and Benny leans over into frame from his position on the bed and gives a wave before placing his hands on my waist and demanding that I get off call with Sarah and cuddle him.

This is my first finished fic for Benny Weir and I'm super excited cause I've loved mbav since it came out and I was 10 back then lol anyways I just want to say thank you to anyone who read through this. I'd appreciate any critics if anyone has any!

#benny weir x reader #benny weir #mbav benny #mbav #mbav x reader #x reader #Ethan Morgan #Sarah Fox #rory keaner #mbav fanfic #fanfiction #shit's fics

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