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morbid-romance · 1 month
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🦇 🫀
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valentineodium · 8 months
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Slams my face into the yes button
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livingde4ddoll · 3 months
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dark69wolf · 3 months
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xblood-sugarx · 4 months
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neck kisses hit different. that is another fuckin level of affection, in my opinion. especially from a vampire. the option to bite is there, and he kisses instead
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fandomnerd9602 · 1 month
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Vampire!Wanda cuddles and kisses her detka, Y/N, gently…
Wanda: you’re so amazing and sweet, my detka.
Y/N: (drowsy) anything for you, Wanda
Wanda gently feeds Y/N some cookies and lemonade…
Wanda: you treat me so well, it’s the least I can do for you
She kisses Y/N’s neck, sealing the puncture marks…
Wanda: thank you, baby. Now you rest, I’ll make you dinner when you wake up
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kaislashes · 2 months
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Imagine
Vampire boyfriend who cant control himself the first time he smells you after you accidentally cut your finger while cooking.
You’re humming to yourself, slicing vegetables so you can get dinner ready. You can hear the TV on and see your boyfriend sitting comfortably on the couch. You feel butterflies staring at the raven haired man, not noticing that you’ve become so distracted until you feel a small nick and draw in a small hiss. You look down to see small droplets of blood oozing from the small cut you’ve made on your finger.
You look up again and notice those light blue eyes staring intensely at you, he slowly gets up and makes his way towards you. “I’m okay! Just a small cut.” He ignores you and stands in front of you, still as a stone. He reaches down and grabs your hand, eyes leaving yours to inspect the damage.
He pulls the finger up to his lips and gives and small lick, you almost pull back from the small burning sensation. “Tell me to stop and I will.” He whispers gently. You stay quiet. You’ve wanted him to taste you since the day he told you what he was but he always refused, always said he was scared he wouldn’t control him. You won’t stop him.
He slowly wraps his lips around the digit and sucks gently, eyes closing and a low groan leaving him. He looks almost euphoric, it makes your heart race. You can’t help but keep your eyes trained on him, enjoying his pleasure.
He pulls the finger out and opens his eyes. “You taste absolutely divine my dear.”
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alucardsathomewife · 9 months
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Would
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littlespace-imagines · 10 months
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Imagine Monster Daddies >_>
(Super short blurbs, Cg!Monster x little!reader)
A Vampire daddy who loves lulling his little one to sleep because he adores watching them and holding them close.
A Orc Daddy who loves nothing more than having his little one held close.
A werewolf Daddy who’s heart melts everytime his little loves seeing his wolf form.
A Demon Daddy using his powers to give his little one the best dreams ever.
I’ve fr had so much monster brain rot lately… I’ve been making some OCs for some fanfiction >_> feel free to add more :)
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morbid-romance · 2 months
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[Mary Magdalene in the Cave, 1868.]
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valentineodium · 11 months
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i-heart-slashers · 9 days
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Get Your Girl
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𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 | Paul x female!reader
𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 | They thought it was just another night on the boardwalk until Paul catches a scent that will change his afterlife forever.
𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 | 1 k
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 | mentions of weed
Santa Carla is a place where the night holds secrets darker than the shadows themselves. The boardwalk gleams under the moonlight, a shimmering array of colors and sounds that lulled both humans and vampires alike.
Those said vampires prowled the night with their senses keen and alert as always as they sought out their next bit of entertainment... or meal. They roamed the boardwalk at night, their shadows blending seamlessly with the darkness, their whispers carrying secrets of centuries past.
On one such night, Paul found himself trailing behind David and the others. The air was thick with anticipation, charged with something new—maybe it was that new strain of weed he'd smoked after they'd woken up.
He could feel the energy tingling on his skin, urging him forward. 
That's when he caught a whiff of something intoxicating, a scent that pulled at the primal instincts buried deep within him. This aroma called out to him like a siren's song.
He glanced at David, whose eyes gleamed with a knowing glint. "Follow your nose, Paul," David murmured, his voice low and commanding.
And so, Paul did. 
He wasn't the best tracker in the group, but he let the tantalizing scent guide him through the mass of people on the boardwalk. Neon lights cast a kaleidoscope of colors on the area, and the air was alive with laughter and music, mingling with the salty tang of the ocean.
With his senses attuned to the mysterious scent that beckoned him, he walked, Marko and Dwayne, flanking him, trying to keep his focal point on that scent. David followed behind as he watched the usually wild vampire, keeping an unusually calm focus.
As Paul ambled along, the intoxicating scent thickened and danced upon the breeze, weaving its way into his senses with a seductive allure. It was unlike anything he had ever encountered, a symphony of sweetness and floral notes that set his veins on fire.
He followed the scent like a moth drawn to flame until he stood before a group of girls, their laughter ringing like chimes in the night.
Without thinking, Paul leaned closer, his nose brushing against the hair of one of the girls. He inhaled deeply, his senses drowning in her scent, which enveloped him like a warm embrace, flooding his senses with a dizzying rush of desire. 
He closed his eyes, savoring the moment, pushing his nose further into her hair, and realized with a jolt of recognition that this was the scent he had been searching for, the one whose scent had called out to him across the night.
Feeling someone touching your hair, you turned around, your eyes wide with surprise, as you caught sight of a guy sniffing you. He was a tall blond with wild hair, but an expression of pure pleasure lit up his handsome features.
Paul could see the confusion flickering in your gaze, the wariness that danced on the edge of your expression. And yet, there was something else there, too, something he couldn't quite name.
You lifted a hand to your hair, your fingers brushing against the spot where he had pressed his nose. The two of you locked eyes for a moment, just gazing at the other.
For a fleeting instant, time stood still. In that moment, Paul saw eternity reflected in the depths of your gaze, a universe of possibilities unfolding before him. But before he could speak, a playful smile danced upon your lips.
Eyes sparkling with mischief, you leaned in to press your nose in his hair and inhale his scent, your expression softening with amusement. "You smell like weed," You remarked with a playful giggle. Your words laced with an enchanting charm that ensnared Paul's senses even further.
Paul blinked, taken aback by your words. He had expected fear, revulsion even, but instead, there was only curiosity. He found himself smiling in response, a warmth spreading through him at the sound of your laughter.
"Can I have some?" You say playfully as Paul takes the joint he had placed behind his ear, the one he had rolled in for himself in excitement for a late-night smoke, and held out to you wordlessly. 
Taking the offered joint, you gave him a surprise laugh as you held it. You thanked him with a sweet smile that he hoped he'd see more of, and he moved to speak.
Before he could say anything, however, your friends appeared at your side, tugging you away with a knowing grin. Paul watched them tug you away, his heart heavy with longing. 
He knew then, with a certainty that bordered on instinct, that he had found his mate.
With a parting glance, you offered him a smile that ignited something deep within his soul, a spark of recognition that left him breathless in its wake. As you disappeared into the crowd, Paul stood rooted to the spot, his mind awash with a whirlwind of emotions.
A hand clapped him on the shoulder, and Paul turned to see Dwayne standing beside him. There was a gleam in Dwayne's eyes, a silent acknowledgment of the bond that had formed between Paul and you just now went beyond human recognition.
"She was something, isn't she?" Dwayne said, his voice low and amused as Marko and David both realized who you were— it looks like they'll be gaining a sister soon.
Paul nodded, unable to tear his gaze away from the spot where you had vanished into the night as his dead heart began to ache, wanting to rush after you. "She's everything," he whispered, his voice barely a breath against the ocean's roar.
Marko bounces as he grins, a flash of his teeth glinting in the moonlight as he throws his arm around Paul with an excitable aura. "Well then," he said, shaking Paul as Dwayne and David sighed at their 'terror twins.' "It looks like we've got ourselves a mission. Let's go get your girl."
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iluvtboytummy · 2 months
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I'm so normal about the idea of a dark lord vampire fucking me on his throne, watching his crown slowly fall off my head from the intense thrusts. I wanna be a little prince slut toy for a evil vampire.
~this post is about t4t queer men~
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Imagine your monster's reaction to you just booping them on the nose.
Something like this:
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energysoda · 4 months
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being a goth is so hard sometimes because I would 100% make out with a sexy vampire guy if given the chance but ik my excessive amount of cross jewelry would give him little cross shaped burn marks all over his undead body. which wouldn't necessarily be all that great for him. unless he was into pain ig idk maybe it wouldn't be an issue for us after all. love wins.
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fandomnerd9602 · 15 days
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Vampire!Wanda cuddles with Y/N…
Y/N: I never thought a vampire could be so cuddly
Wanda: (giggles) only for you, detka
She nuzzles Y/N…
Wanda: I never had a detka like you before
She kisses her detka, lost in her own little paradise…
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For @lifespectator
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