#dracula fanfiction

[ibrithir-was-here]

Some art for @see-arcane 's stupendous Blood of My Blood Novella "Never Loved", which ya'll should go read it first and the come back here and scream like I did

Bum bum buuuuuuuuuum...

#my art #blood of my blood #other people's awesome writing #friend writing #gosh this one ripped me up inside but /good/ #dracula #Jonathan Harker #(definitely not Harkula except in Dracula's besotted 'slow burn enemies to lovers' fic he's writing in his head) #(Jonathan is playing the long con Judith to his Holofernes) #dracula fanart #dracula fanfiction #count dracula #tw dubcon #tw dubious consent

[bluecatwriter]

Seward gets distracted

This post got stuck in my head so I ended up writing a Jack Seward diary entry for October 6th. He is being so normal about watching Quincey "Royal Lot of Manhood" Morris holding hands with Jonathan "All the Man in Him Awake" Harker... (Rated G, no spoilers.)

#my writing #ao3fic #dracula daily #re: dracula #dracula (novel) #jack seward #john seward #quincey morris #jonathan harker #abraham van helsing #dracula fanfiction

[nathanolsenart]

Tiny Dracula 🦇

#dracula #vampire #lucy westenra #count dracula #comics #comic #webcomic #webcomics #sundae comics #nathan olsen #Tiny Dracula #dracula art #dracula bram stoker #dracula fanart #dracula fanfiction

[darkfuckademia]

Date Night with a Vampire

Vampires needed permission to enter, and Dracula was doing his very best to earn an invitation. The Big Bad himself, the vampire of all vampires, was on his knees on my welcome mat proving that real fangs did not leave people tongue-tied the way fake Halloween ones did. The heavy silver ring on my finger (just in case) was biting into my lip where I had my hand clamped over my mouth to muffle any of my moans from disturbing the neighbors. I was very aware that despite how late it was, anyone on my floor could turn the corner at any moment and see me pressed up against my door with my leg hooked over Dracula’s shoulder, but it wasn’t enough to make me stop him. It wasn’t every day you got a guy with centuries of experience between your legs—I wasn’t about to waste this opportunity.

Long pale fingers slid over the front of my red dress, up my belly to rest on my chest, just slightly to the left. The other hand gripping my thigh dug in hard enough to leave a bruise as he groaned into my pussy. Oh. My heartbeat. I would’ve said something, would’ve made sure this was the only part of me he wanted to eat since I definitely wasn’t a blood-donation-on-a-first-date kind of girl, but there was something slick and unfamiliar coating his tongue that stole all of my common sense. Dracula had explained it over (my) dinner, how vampires stayed a secret, how they healed the puncture wounds of their fangs with a special protein-rich venom on their tongues. How it made the feeding process not completely horrifying and uncomfortable. A gentle, temporary high, he’d said.

It did not feel gentle on my clit.

As he toyed with it, rolling it around with the tip of his coated tongue, lapping at the hyper-sensitive underside, I fought off a fourth orgasm in a shockingly short amount of time. I was going to die. He was trying to kill me. The only reason I was even upright was because of his pale hands and his inhumanly strong shoulders holding me up. His tongue was slippery like good lube, soft like new silicone, fizzy like soda, and I was going to die. Was this how undeath happened? Pleasure that transcended mortality? I didn’t want to live forever but god, did I want to feel this way for eternity.

Dracula hummed, his spread fingers flexing over my heart, and I could tell I was in for it. I gripped the back of that hand for some kind of support and tried to breathe, tried to stay calm, tried not to lose–

The fangs that had been clamped on either side of my clit pulled back, allowing all the blood he’d been summoning with his mouth to rush in. It was so acute, so perfectly on the edge of pain and pleasure as if he’d found a way to mimic the line he straddled between life and death, that I came harder than I ever had in my life. The orgasm was like a punch to the gut, driving all the air out of me with one barely-muffled shriek. My hips writhed and shook, the orgasm drawn out by the gentle, dizzy strokes of his tongue. My legs gave out and this time he let me slide down the door and collapse into his lap. 

Dracula chuckled as I shook in his arms, still coming without any stimulation. My muscles cramped and tears slid down my face, dripping onto my fingers still covering my mouth. Cool fingers plucked them away as an equally cool forehead pressed to mine. The less-than-human temp had turned me off at first when he’d taken my hand on the walk back to my apartment, but now it was relief against my fevered skin. Orgasming four times in a leather trench coat and matching thigh-high boots was like getting fucked in a boiler room. I struggled out of my coat with clumsy hands and wrapped my noodly body around him to cool me off. 

His kiss was strange with the fangs but not unpleasant. When he slipped his tongue between my lips, I sucked on it in gratitude for the pleasure it’d just given me until he groaned against my mouth. The slightly unearthly sound of it shivered through my body, probably some sort of survival instinct that I was too stupid to listen to. I wanted to hear more. I wanted his pleasure. I wanted to drive such a powerful creature to the brink. 

“Inside,” I gasped against his mouth, unsure if I meant my apartment or my body. “I want you inside.”

Read the rest here🩸

#bram stocker's dracula #Dracula #vampire #fanfic #smut #vampire smut #dracula fanfiction #date with a monster

[moonlightmaeve]

This is one of the first Dracula fanfics I wrote, I put Dracula's words and actions into red to help distinguish them from mine. Let me know your thoughts on how this affects the flow/readability. For a bit of context, this is based on BBCs 2020 Dracula. One of his powers is obtaining memories and information through the taste and smell of blood. That's why he licks for a term he'd forgotten. Please let me know if you enjoy this and if I should post more of my writing!!!

"Drac, do you think I'm a bad person?"

"I think that's a bit too philosophical for a Friday night."

"But you love philosophy."

"I like to study philosophy in the same way that you like to study black holes. You cannot even imagine–"

*looks pensively and moves his tongue around in his mouth before resorting to licking the small wounds on my neck*

"–ah yes spaghettification. I cannot even imagine morality. You don't wish to be crushed by the indescribable force beyond an event horizon and I would hate to believe in good or evil."

"Now THAT'S too philosophical for a Friday night. Just answer my question."

"I'll humour you since I am the closest thing to a god that you will ever know. Everything I know about morality is what the blood tells me. Some people regard themselves as honourable but are quite bitter."

*he moves closer to me, and places his hands authoritatively on my shoulder and looks into my eyes.*

"You often have the soured tinge of guilt, a habit that you must cut back on, for the sake of my enjoyment."

"So my blood tells you I'm guilty? By that account I should be terribly ugly as well."

*getting notably frustrated* "No. Your blood tells me that you are still caught up in the lies humanity likes to tell itself. Concepts of good and evil, beautiful and ugly. They are nearly completely absent from the rest of the universe. They live only in feeble minds that allow them to simmer and grow."

"But when I feel guilt, it becomes real because it is real to me. Isn't that how everything is created?"

"My god, clearly you're not listening to me."

*I grin at the opportunity for a joke to break growing tension* "my... what? I thought that's a name we don't say in this house."

*he flashes a mischievous smirk back at me* "quite right my dear" *moving his hands from my shoulders to my waist to pull me closer to him* "we also don't talk about good and bad" *he kisses my head*

"I'll try to avoid it in the future, maybe we should start a swear jar or something, in case I bring up ethics again."

*looking obviously amused and curious, his voice takes on a decisively playful tone.* "a swear jar??"

"Ya know it's like I have to give you some money every time I swear. Except for instead of saying FUCK, it'll be 'good or evil.'"

"Watch your tongue young lady, or I'll pierce it for you. And yes now that you say that I do recall it, from the 80s. Money is something I have little need for and much of. Now attend my words very carefully darling. Your beloved cat kills baby birds because she was made by nature to do so. I erm ‐harvest‐ blood because I need it to survive. And you, you are often moved by something unseen and powerful that you crave. There is no good or bad in that. Do not bring it up again. Come back with sweet, shame-free blood."

"Drac?"

"Yes?"

"You said 'good or bad' just then, now give me £5"

#vampire fiction #vampire smut #vampires #dracula fanfiction #bbc dracula #bbcdracula×reader #dracula 2020 x reader #dracula 2020 #fanfic #fanfiction #sexy vampire #fantasy #short smut #smut writing #smut #one off #oneoff #short fiction

[yallemagne]

Jonathan ponders false prophets as he keeps his unspoken promise to Mina.

#because i'm cruel #dracula #dracula daily #re: dracula #jonathan harker #mina harker #jonmina #abraham van helsing #dracula fanfiction #fanfiction #ao3

[puttingwingsonwords]

Chapters: 3/? Fandom: Dracula - Bram Stoker (Novel 1897), Dracula & Related Fandoms Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: John Seward/Abraham Van Helsing Characters: John Seward, Abraham Van Helsing Additional Tags: Christmas, Age Difference, period typical classism, updating tags and rating with new chapters, Alcohol, Drunkenness, Repression, Seward has a cold/distant father Summary:

Professor Abraham Van Helsing is expecting to be alone at Christmas; medical student John Seward is struggling to answer his father's letter inviting him home for the holiday. So the professor invites his favourite student to spend Christmas at his home.

Alone together in such a different environment, both men have to confront feelings that have been simmering under the surface for some time now...

* I will update the rating once I have a better idea of how explicit this is going to be. Current chapters are Teen and Up (maybe even General?), but it will get Mature or Explicit later. Tags will also be updated as I write.

#my writing #my fanfic #dracula daily #re: dracula #helward #john seward #abraham van helsing #dracula fanfiction

[lilolilyr]

Which Mere Modernity Cannot

A modern dracula fanfiction & podfic on Ao3

Written by @lilolilyr, read by @artax-risen - created for the @pod-together event 2023!

3k words / 30 minute audio, rated T

Summary: UNSENT MESSAGE - Texts from Jonathan Harker on his highly irregular work trip to Transylvania.

One-shots of a modern Dracula retelling, no book knowledge necessary

#please reblog :) #lilo writes #pod together #which mere modernity cannot #dracula #modern dracula #lilo makes moodboards #lilo writes fanfic #dracula daily #jonathan harker #vlad dracula #lilolilyr #artax risen #podfic #fandom event #fandom event 2023 #dracula moodboard #dracula fanfiction #jonathan x mina #dracula aesthetic

[imdonnalynn]

SHIP SERIES

Dracula / Mary Dracula 2000 (2000 film)

Dracula 2000 was some of the freshest vampire material out there at the time. Dracula turns out to be Judas Iscariot, betrayer of Christ and Mary is the daughter of Abraham Van Helsing, the man sworn to keep Dracula from ever roaming the Earth again. I loved the dynamic because of how they were connected through his blood. That kind of thing has always fascinated me.

#dracula 2000 #justine waddell #gerard butler #dracula #mary #mary van helsing #dracula x mary #dracula x mary van helsing #vampires #film #dracula fanfiction #dracula 2000 fanfiction #dracula x mary fanfiction #imdonnalynn #imdonnalynn ship series

[seleneblue]

Winter Fruit (Part 1)

x. Dracula 2020 x. Dracula x Reader x. Explicit x. Summary: A new life, a new chapter, and everything is getting so heated. x. Word count: 630

“What is it that you desire?”

So lush, lovely, and dark. The vampire’s voice is like a fine and deadly syrup. The vowels tickle in your ear like a beautiful, sinister little dance.

The sun slowly dips below the horizon. Plush curtains and lamps with soft amber glows blocked out most of the golden rays, except for one sliver peeking through a far off window. Close enough for you to see the waning sunlight, and far away to do any harm. Soon, the night would bloom with pinholes of stars like silent cosmic guardians flitting over your darkest desires.

The vampire is talking to you.

You reach for an onyx bowl and finger a fresh fig, delaying the inevitable answer Dracula already knew. Days passed—maybe even a week—since you eschewed your old life. Abandoned routines and livelihoods to run head first into his arms with no plan, present or future.

You make eye contact with him and bite into the petal-soft ripened fig instead of answering. You hope it burns him. Just a little bit, enough for some delicious trouble.

Dracula says your name one more time. The urge to say Yes, Daddy pulsates in your throat.

You eat the rest of the fig. “Mm, you.”

In Dracula’s chambers the fireplace is full of blue and orange tipped flames. Something else in you is already burning, it’s mossy and ancient. Carnality lives in your mouth.

If only he would fully taste it.

Everything around you both is an embrace and a spell. Wreaths of dried pomegranates and lamb’s ear (fairy treasures, Dracula tells you), candle sconces, and portraits of beautiful women and men long gone adorn the flocked velvet wallpaper. The room is warm and the heat pools inside your belly in wild anticipation of his mouth, his such sharp teeth.

In this arid, forest-tinged museum is where new art will be made—Dracula’s worship of you.

+++

Dracula is upon you before you take a new breath. The scent of you is intoxicating, like a lush forbidden fruit. The rising heat makes you both hunger.

“What is it that you desire?” he asks again.

At this moment, you study his hands. How close they are to your neck, how large they are against your skin. His fingers trace lines at your clavicles, the other hand reaching to your breast and teases your nipples.

You gasp. Dracula continues.

“Yesterday, you asked me to rip your dress off into shreds,” he says into your ear. “And you rode my thigh.”

Dracula nips at your neck. Teasing, so much teasing. You moan and his eyes turn red. “The day before that, I worshiped your slit again and again.” You grin, remembering the delicious forced orgasms, quivering in a pile of sticky sweat with pinpricks of blood glistening at your throat.

Dracula shivers with arousal. “You are beautiful, my dove,” he says.

He bites you hard, leaves a trickle of blood on your neck and chest in his destructive wake.  Sighing, you try to muster the words of your desire. “Tell me,” he commands.

The small puncture marks on your neck ache with pleasure. Your lips feel warm, pulsating at the prospect of his kisses, and even more pleasure. Languid thoughts race through your head, if he could take you fully. If Dracula could make you truly his.

Dracula lazily pinches your nipples again, your body keeps heating up. The wet space between your thighs throbs. “I want you,” you say. “All of you—completely inside me.”

He straddles you and that sickly divine scent of mythology and dark pomegranates fills your nose. You’re ready to take him, to be filled up with his hard hot sex. You’re ready to be a bride.

“You wish is my command,” Dracula says. “My bride.”

Part 2 (Coming soon, hopefully by the end of this week.)

#dracula 2020 #fan fiction #fandom #vampire fanfic #vampire fanfiction #dark academia #dracula bbc #count dracula #dracula fanfiction #claes bang #dracula x reader #fanfic #brides of dracula

[ibrithir-was-here]

One last Quincey doodle for ya'll and then I'll focus on doing the next comic. So here's the boy making his own music of the night, serenading the wolves and undercutting Dracula's monologuing with his cheerful banjoing

#my art #quincey harker #blood of my blood #dracula #dracula fanfiction #dracula fanart #dracula daily #dracula bad ending

[bluecatwriter]

Some Droughtcula Reading

Want to have some fics to read during Droughtcula? Here are some of mine that cover the past week!

Brandy, Bath, and Bedtime: A couple days after Lucy's second death, Arthur confesses some Feelings™ to Quincey (rated Teen).

A Pale Orphan: On October 2nd, Renfield and Mina have a conversation (rated Teen).

Renfield's Death: Renfield's last moments, through Arthur's point of view (rated Teen).

Renfield Wins: An AU where Renfield gets the victory he deserves (rated Teen).

Safe for One More Moment: An extended retelling of Mina's assault, through her eyes (rated Mature).

When You Have Read Those Papers, Chapter 3: The evening of October 3rd, Jonathan encourages Mina to read of his vow to follow her into the darkness should she become a vampire (rated Teen).

It Was Good: Arthur and Quincey share some intimacy (rated Explicit). (This is a slightly different canon than the previous Arthur/Quincey fics here.)

#my writing #ao3fic #dracula daily #re: dracula #dracula fanfiction #dracula (novel) #mina harker #jonathan harker #r.m. renfield #abraham van helsing #jack seward #quincey morris #arthur holmwood #morwood #jonmina #dracula #count dracula

[imsorryimlate]

remember when i said that jack would be a freak in bed and van helsing would indulge him? well, i wrote something about that. it's a bit out there though, so proceed with caution, and heed the tags.

#making this post subtle because i'm feeling a bit shy about it #helward #dracula fanfiction

[mikaharuka]

A Touch Through Time - Official Post

So... the reveals for the Rare Male Slash Exchange (RMSE) finally happened today, so here I am sharing the three fics I wrote for it!

All three fics are in my Masterpost and my Mizuka's Odyssey series!

So... I wrote for Dracula, Fire Emblem Awakening, and Persona 3! [links go to AO3 - all three fics are rated M and have 1000 words]

This fic is particularly special, because my assignment was none other than my friend, Birdie (@0nelittlebirdtoldme)! She managed get me into the Dracula TV show that aired on BBC in 2020, and... well, as a vampire writer myself, I had to take a stab at other vampire fandoms, and I can promise you that this won't be the last of it ^_^

Title: A Touch Through Time

Fandom: Dracula (TV 2020), Dracula - Bram Stoker

Ship: Dracula/Jonathan Harker

Rating: Mature

Category: M/M

Word Count: 1000 words

Summary: Jonathan follows after Dracula and his hands, over the course of their relationship and through the sands of time.

You may be interested? @mrsmungus, @udaberriwrites, @magma-saarebas19, @aislinnstanaka, @lena-hills, @bees-and-sunshine @bleepbloopbotz, @sliebman10, @axolotlsupremacyowo, @tsunderewatermelon, @0nelittlebirdtoldme, @argyleheir

#my fic #slash fic #bbc dracula #dracula #dracula daily #dracula x jonathan harker #harkula #count dracula #hand kink #hand and finger kink #vampire #vampires #dracula fanfiction #rare male slash exchange #mizuka's fic updates #mizuka's fandom odyssey #slash ships #slash fanfiction #rarepair

[laconic-yet-voluptuous]

Fandom: Dracula (1897)

Relationships: Mina/Jonathan/Jack/Arthur/Quincey, past Jack/Arthur/Quincey

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Dr Seward's diary, fivesome, sorry to Van Helsing, Mina getting what she wants, bisexuality, cunnilingus, coitus interruptus

Words: 4,438

"I want you to know me, here and now, as intimately as Jonathan knows me - as only a lover knows his beloved. That way you will all have knowledge of me, full knowledge, as I truly am; you will know my most intimate self, as it truly is. And so, if it should be that in the course of our mission, I grow changed, and I reach out to you lasciviously or speak to you voluptuously - you will know it is not my true self. Thus you may protect me from myself, when I am unable to do so; and you may be forearmed with the knowledge to protect yourselves also."

#dracula #dracula daily #dracula fanfiction #dracula fic #mina harker #jonathan harker #john seward #arthur holmwood #quincey morris #lucy westenra #(mentioned) #fivesome #crew of light #fanfiction #ao3 fanfic

[voxmortuus]

Hello Summer Event!

Hello everyone! It's getting to be about that time in parts of the world! SUMMER! Warm weather, sizzling BBQs, pool parties and so much more! Well, I've hit 2.2k followers and want to celebrate with all of you! I'm coming back from a super long hiatus and I want to come back with a bang... so I introduce to you my Summertime Event! My requests are fully open! I will kick off my event today until the end of August and then we will change gears for the weather! You have been so supportive over the years and I couldn't thank you more! The love I get daily on my old and new creations warms my heart! So let's create more together! So send in your requests and let's create summertime memories! I will take requests for anything that isn't on my masterlist as well so don't limit yourself to what you see on that. I pride myself on not limiting myself! If you're curious, please don't hesitate to drop into my inbox and ask. So send in those requests and let me help you create your vision!

#fanfiction event #writing event #2k followers #hannibal fanfiction #henry cavill fanfiction #outerbanks fanfiction #peaky blinders fanfic #stranger things fanfiction #hemlock grove fanfiction #scream fanfic #american gods fanfiction #vikings fanfiction #ahs fanfic #dracula fanfiction #follower event #VoxMortuus