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“Midnight Stranger” (NSFW Vampire!Baekhyun x reader)
The night is when most things find a solution and other problems appear. The streets were full of things you wanted or not during this time. You knew this so well but still decided to follow a stranger. He was dressed in an outfit that looked elegant from the back. Despite his impeccable sense of style, something had to be odd enough to make you follow him from behind. You were worried. The man was walking like after the next two or three steps were his last ones, like he was about to collapse. You heard him groan as his right hand went to his neck, seeming to loosen up the collar of his shirt by opening a button. After that move, his body made a turn and disappeared between two buildings, in a dark, narrow and strangled space. You bit your lower lip in doubt. Sure, the streets were empty at this late hour but that person needed help. It was all so wrong, but not knowing this, you still followed him.
"Excuse me, a-are you ok there?" You half shouted for the stranger, as you watched his figure hiding in the shadows. He was kneeling only on one knee, his right hand was hiding his face, fingers being pushed in his messy hair. At the sound of your voice, his hand lowered slowly from his upper part of his face revealing a pair of dark brown hungry eyes. The contour of those eyes that were now watching you was a bloody red shade.
"I might be ok. With your help." He finally responded while getting up and letting his arms fall elegantly next to his sides.
As he stepped closer, you could see all of the details. The first thing that caught your attention was his dark look. Black shirt, black blazer, black trousers, contrasting the pale shade of his skin. The rays of the full moon were falling perfectly on his cheekbones like he demanded it. Eyes, following his face, you discovered something even bolder. A metal ring that was holding onto his lower lip, a chain falling from it and ascending to his ear. While starring at it, you realized that you became speechless in front of him.
"Cat got you tongue?" He asked before starting to ask himself how would your tongue feel in a kiss.
You swallowed hard, not having any answer prepared. Seeing this and observing how you did not move, the dark and mysterious stranger chuckled. Oh how you should have ran away. Now it was too late, wanting it or not, you became his prey. While his full lips were curved into a sly smirk, his fingers dexterously got rid of the ring. Why was he doing that?
"What are you doing?" You finally backed up because the distance between you two started to dangerously decrease.
There was something hypnotizing in his gaze. No, not the red that contoured his eyes was to blame. His way of looking at you was the thing that was pulling you in his trance. He was starring at your shoulders, neck, like he was analyzing, looking for the best place, hearing your pulse getting louder and calling for him. Your back swiftly hit a wall when he decided to lean in closer to you, catching the collar of your white satin shirt. He smelled your scent and as he parted his lips you froze in place, understanding everything. A pair of sharp fangs were hidden by his lips.
"You are so nervous, it's cute. A sight like this should be appreciated more." He whispers closely to you, licking his fangs the tip of his fangs while looking straight into your eyes. His left knee touched the wall from behind you, going up, between your thighs, opening them.
"Is it because of my shaky hands?" You asked and raised an eyebrow, trying to snap out of it at least for some moments and look like none of his gestures was affecting you. The elegant vampire did not answer right away but before you could even react, you felt how cold fingertips sneaked from your shirt to the side of your windpipe on your carotid artery. A red light danced in his irises as he felt your blood flow from below your skin was hitting his fingertips.
"It's because of your pulse." He explained close to your ear before letting his hand slide lower on your neck, shoulder, arm, finally stopping at your left hand, holding it. "I want you closer." He decided and pulled your arm, turning your body around in the process. Your back was suddenly against his chest and you were trapped, this was the first step and you knew it.
"L-let go of me! Please!" You said, feeling the hardness of his chest on you.
"Keep those lips for something more pleasing than telling me to let you go." He responded while as you watched the wall you were facing, his hands slowly slid down on your sides and stopped on your hips, griping them tightly. "Look how I am going to do this." He whispered while pulling your lower half against his. "Since you are being such a good girl, I'm going to tell you a little secret. If you relax, it won't hurt that bad."
As he said that last part, his right hand traveled to your chest exactly where he wanted. His fingertips ghosted over your erected nipples that were now even visible through your shirt. This type of embrace should have been warmer if you weren't curious enough to follow this vampire and get in this trouble. Wanting to start to unbutton your shirt, he felt how your body tensed up again, so he decided to keep on helping you relax. The left hand that was holding your hip, now snaked behind the waistband of your jeans and lingerie, stopping only when his fingers touched a warm, wet, more vulnerable part of you from between your thighs.
"Someone is going to enjoy this more than I will, it seems." He said, his hot breath mixing with the cold air, floating like smoke coming out of his mouth. As his fingers slid up and down in a slow motion, getting your intimate part wetter and more sensitive, you felt how his face got closer to your neck. The right hand that unbuttoned your shirt went up in your hair, pulling on it slightly so that your head was tilted to the side, exposing your neck. "Don't worry, doll, not yet." He said as his lips started to kiss your neck. As if it wasn't enough for him that you were shaking, your breath hitched when one of his fingers gently slid inside you. Repeating the motion but increasing the rhythm gradually, a moan escaped your lips.
"More." The vampire demanded, adding another finger inside you. "I want to hear more of you, enjoying what I do to you." Another moan was heard from you when you felt how cold, solid fangs were slowly sliding on your neck, following the line of your pulse. "Hold onto me, love." You wanted to ask why but everything got clear when his fangs finally pierced your skin.
His lips were quick to soothe the short pain that was quick to fade away because of the pleasure he was giving you. His moves slowed down as warm liquid invaded his mouth, sweetly. "I hope you choke on it." You told him, trying not to move too much.
"I'll give you something to choke on later." He responded after retrieving his fangs from your skin, licking any drop of your blood that fell on your skin, lower to your collarbone. After having a taste of you, the vampire stopped and moved slowly away, but not letting you go yet. You weren't done and also he was not done with you yet. "Let's go to my place." He simply said grabbing your chin.
"What do you have in mind?" You asked breathlessly, starring at how his lips were tinted with a reddish shade because of your blood.
"I want to make you mine in other ways."
Author’s Note: This came as a natural thing for us I think, hope we got you in the mood, in our little universe/story. -Mod Subyss
This was actually something we did for Halloween but I think that it works anytime lol. We had so much fun planning this post and colaboration.-Mod Deftone
When you're with him you're in Dystopia
If you follow me it's Utopia
- Mod Subyss
Here's a nice snake for you 🖤
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-Jealous Headcanons-
Author's Note: No idea if someone is interested in some headcanons but I'll leave this here anyways.
-Mod Deftone
He Tian
-When he gets jealous, he will definitely throw some bad jokes at you. Even if his words are sounding as a joke, there is definitely a pure and honest part in there. Those are meant to catch your attention.
-If someone gets too friendly, Tian will simply get next to you while smirking and looking directly in the person's eyes as he probably does something outrageous like laying a hand on your butt or wrapping an arm around your wrist and sticking your body against his.
-This boy knows how to hide his feelings pretty well in public but when he gets you alone, you should definitely be prepared for him to show you that he is better.
-Leaving the hot and heavy moments aside, a part of his mind falls into overthinking. When that happens, you'll notice him going silent and holding you really close.
-The truth is that even if he is an asshole, he is an asshole with a big heart. Even if you want to convince him that nothing will change the way you see him and no one will catch your attention more than he does, He Tian will just act like has already snapped out of it.
Mo Guan Shan
-Unlike Tian, when Little Mo gets jealous, it will all be clear because he suddenly forgets how to talk normally. He'll respond with short phrases, silent growls and curse words.
-The times he gets jealous is when someone else is giving you the impression that can protect you and treat you better than him. Mo cares about protecting you like no one else, let me tell you that.
-He will never admit that he is jealous but you will notice it right a way. The solution to this situation is to give him some warm and sweet moments with some praise sprinkled and he will feel better.
-When he catches someone that's trying to catch your attention, he comes next to you and just verbally threatens the person until he feels that he made himself understood.
-He likes to think that he is good at hiding his feelings but definitely fails all the time. Sometimes he tries to talk to about exactly what he feels, that he just wants you for himself but also fails but not totally. His message is definitely clear when he gets you alone, except some body worshipping from him.
Little devil ♆ -Mod Subyss
Here are some small works I've done in pencil.
Jeonghan from Seventeen and Xiumin from EXO, two of my faves.
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~Mikoto Suoh~ FanArt for @c-deftone
Hi guys!
From now on, I will be posting my art works here. This is a fan art I did on my blog. Hope you enjoy!
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“Where’s the coffee?”
Autor’s Note: Aizawa Shouta x Reader drabble (fluff or whatever). I’m sorry for any possible grammar mistakes. Please let me know if you enjoyed it or not!
Fatigue was ruthlessly always around him, but he always found the energy to care and not show it. Aizawa Shouta is the one who always sighs deeply when he enters the classroom even if he cares enormously about his students. He is the one who yawns even if he is interested in something. The one that sometimes falls asleep in random places, but who, if anyone is in danger, is more than vigilant.
Even so, he often forgets that he was called a hero, and that happens because of some flaws he is convinced to have and because of the greatness he didn’t care about, unlike other heroes.
Aizawa did not seem to be impressed by a lot of things, so he does not remember the day in which he met you for the first time. What will not be forgotten too soon by him, being able to recall in detail is the moment when he realized that you are what he needs, being more than impressed by that.
He finds peace in his sleep and lately in the image of your eyes looking into his as well. You were different from him on paper, but in reality, you two shared some mysterious elements that were some parts of a poetic and broken mixture. Emotions were habitually transparent on your face in comparison with his. Aizawa could admire you while having the sternest and tired expression on his face.
There were evenings when you two would meet at his house, just like this time. Aizawa stood on the chair in front of the desk from his room, evaluating test papers lazily.
When he heard your steps approaching his room, he seemed to have lost his concentration, repeatedly reading one phrase. Looking at how he tried to grade the work of his students, you quietly placed a mug on the desk beside him, not wanting to interfere too much.
Aizawa was familiar with your gesture and the coffee. He was convinced that it was the best coffee he ever tasted. This time, the hero frowned after eyeing that cup.
“Where’s the coffee?” He asked in a low tone about the hot liquid in his cup that was actually tea.
“It’s too late for caffeine, it will mess you up.” You responded calmly.
Still looking at the tea, Aizawa thought how without you, in that cup would have probably been a strong coffee that would have messed up his sleeping schedule. You were taking care of him without asking for anything in return.
He continued to read through the test papers, knowing that you were also in the room, reading something. Slowly, after some time, the position of his body changed into being more and more bent over the papers until he laid on the desk with his eyes closed and still holding the pen in his hand. He was truly exhausted, but he had not fallen asleep yet.
After a while, still resting with his eyes closed but not sleeping, he was about to startle when he felt two hands gently embrace his tensed shoulders. It was a firm touch he could not possibly dislike. He knew it was you from every detail.
“Aizawa…” you whispered his name as quietly as possible sending a chill down his spine. “Enough with the work for today, you need to rest.” you continued hoping for him to listen to you.
He needed a break from everything and something about your presence gave him the taste of that break in which he could let himself sink into. Your care seemed to cast away any stressful thought, making Aizawa think of ways to prolong that moment. He would even pretend to be asleep just to get more of your touch now. Feeling the warmth of your palms, he started thinking how you did it again, you took care of him.
With this idea in mind, he let the pen from his hand fall and stood up leisurely from the desk without saying anything.
“I will return to my place so that you can sleep peacefully.” You replied to his actions, pointing to the door.
Aizawa huffed silently and stretched one hand towards you and grabbed you by the collar of your shirt from behind, stopping you from walking away.
“You’ll be sleeping here,” he said pulling you back towards him more.
You were drawn back with a power you did not know where it came from when Aizawa was that tired. Still being taken aback, your body got stuck against his by mistake, feeling how his chest is glued to your back. Aizawa’s lips curved into a smirk. You froze in place when you felt the steady and slow movements of his arms starting to wrap around your waist as you felt his breath on one side of your neck.
His right hand traveled up to your chin which he gently grasped while the tips of his messy hair tickled your shoulders.
His lips softly touched your right temple and lingered against your skin for a few moments after they lowered to your ear. Aizawa took a deep breath in and whispered something in his sleepy and gruff voice.
“You already know too much about me, you should have sensed that I want you to stay.”
Summary: Aizawa Shouta is one busy and tired pro-hero and that is basic knowledge. It is you, who will take care of him by being stubborn enough to drag him away from work when it is too much to handle.
"He finds peace in his sleep and lately in the image of your eyes looking into his as well."
This is something I did on my personal account. I am reblogging it as a little sneak peak, let's say, of what I can do for the requests. Enjoy!
-Mod Deftone