synopsis: when a charming new priest is sent to your convent amidst the winter freeze, you're naturally untrusting. unfortunately, he's more knowledgeable of the faith, and you could learn a thing or two, especially if you want to protect yourself from the recent vampire attacks.
trigger warnings: (heavy plot!). minor and major character death, blood, dubious consent, sacrilegious themes (Not Christianity or Catholicism; made up religion but using synonymous terms), gore, porn with plot, fingering (fem. receiving), hand jobs, piv, non-consensual vampire transformation, bodily horror, drinking blood, playing with blood, human consumption, unwilling cannibalism, afab reader- usage of female anatomy (though not descriptive of size/skin markings). fem. reader- she/her used. biting. choking. manipulation. blasphemy. overstimulation. virgin reader. corruption. monster fucking. slight belly bulge, bondage. incorrect use of holy water. wax play. this list may expand and/or altered.
a/n: this piece holds no actual religious scripture or quotes, I just needed those terms as they were synonymous. This is in NO WAY a jab at those faiths nor is it meant to spread hate or harm to them. It is also not an insult to those who practice. I tried to write with care, which yeah may be hypocritical of what I have here, so I apologize. Additionally, thank you to everyone who voted in the poll. While it was originally intended to be a one-shot, I felt it would be better to break it into chunks as this is very plot-heavy. Thank you for your support! Reblogs are highly appreciated.
Tags: Caleb x fem!Reader, smut, gun play, dead dove, caleb is a walking red flag in this one, the gun goes WHERE???
An: So um… I’m obsessed with him, and I sincerely apologize for writing this.
No, you’re absolutely right. Sylus would never fuck you with his gun. He cherishes you, worships your body as if you’re a goddess who fell into his lap. He’s too weary of accidentally hurting you. He couldn’t fathom shoving an object of war inside your pretty little pussy, the most safest of places that he knows. It’s a blasphemous thought really.
but you know who would do that…
“C-caleb, th-that… oh my god… what are you doing-? Mmph! Shit,” you gasp and pant, looking down between your legs to marvel at the black weapon adorned with silver attachments sliding through your slick folds.
Caleb’s lilac eyes are on you, watching you from between your knees, and he has a satisfied smirk on his face as he watches the confusion, fear, and arousal take precedent on your face.
This type of debauchery is only something you could take part in with someone you trust with your whole life. Caleb already knows all your secrets… What’s one more sick kink to add to his arsenal of blackmail?
“What’s the matter, pipsqueak? This is only such a small step up from my hand.” He taunts, raising his robotic arm up to give you a teasing wave.
His other hand is carefully dragging the handgun up and down, watching as you coat his gun in the most beautiful of shine. Truthfully, he’s considering doing this with all of his guns. He needs his pretty girl to christen all of his weapons. You know… for luck.
“Ah-!” you gasp and tense as you feel him aim the weapon right at your small bundle of nerves, applying a small amount of pressure before he skillfully maneuvers the gun in small circles.
Your hands are fisting at the sheets, slightly pulling at them as you try to take your mind off of what’s happening to you. He’s using a gun to bring you to the edge, and the worst part was you’ve never been this close to finishing so quickly before.
Your stomach tightens, and you’re on the cusp. Your legs try to clamp around Caleb’s arm and the gun, but his other hand presses to your knee and forces you to keep your legs open.
“Tsk. Come on. Let me see~ I wanna see you unravel on my gun,” his eyes are glimmering with mischief and perversion as he applies more pressure, and he flicks his wrist in tighter circles, pinpointing your pleasure center down with such ease.
“Fuck-! Caleb… I-“ you can’t even get the words out before you feel your body snap like a bowstring. Your pleasure ripples through your body in waves as your walls clench around nothing.
“What a pretty sight,” he murmurs proudly as he finally relieves some of the pressure. “I wanna see it happen again,” he proclaims, sliding the gun further down towards your entrance.
“Wait- You can’t be serious, C-caleb,” you choke out, squirming backwards on the bed away from the handgun being pointed towards your very core.
“Dead serious, pipsqueak,” he affirms as he gives you that cold gaze he’s mastered since becoming a colonel. “What? Don’t you trust me?”
He flips the gun upside down, tilting the handle towards your clit as the muzzle plugs your entrance.
Your body vibrates with anticipation, and you find yourself stilling for him. Some deep depraved part of you is just as enticed as it is repulsed.
“Look at you being such a good girl,” he purrs, pressing a kiss to the inner part of your knee before he slides the barrel of the gun inside you.
“O-oh!” you gasp, arching your back off the bed as you squeeze your eyes closed. The metal isn’t very cold anymore, and it’s adequately lubed with your arousal from earlier.
“Shh, shh.” he whispers as his hands slowly work the gun further inside you. His eyes are enamored with the sight of your puffy folds, happily swallowing his gun like the needy slut you are. “Feels good to let go, don’t it?”
You’re too focused on the feeling of his gun slowly sliding in and out of you. Your warm walls hug around the barrel. You’re completely baffled at how you’re getting so turned on from this. You should be scared out of your mind, but instead, your hips are rolling, trying to seek out more stimulation from the weapon.
“Sooo eager. God, you’re so beautiful,” his voice is husky as he whispers. He can feel the strain in his pants from his erection, but he’s not looking to relieve himself. This is all about you.
He tilts the handle of the gun upwards, pressing the butt of the handle against your small bundle of nerves. The angle of the gun making it possible to stimulate twice as much.
“Oh my— shit, Caleb!” you’re stumbling over words as your cunt flutters around the gun. You’re already close again.
“That’s right, pretty. Cum on my fucking gun. Come on. Give it to me,” he demands, gripping the gun tightly with one hand as he’s pumping it in and out quicker. The sound of metal clicking and squelching echoes in the room.
His face is twisted in pure concentration, and his muscles flex with each time he moves the gun inside you. His chain bouncing around his neck as he works you down.
Your body goes taut, and you lift your hips up off the bed. Your slick is gathered beneath you onto the sheets. You’re dripping.
Your ears begin to ring, and you shout his name as you squeeze around his gun. His hands become more methodical, pumping the gun leisurely with his hand.
You can hear him let out a low growl as he watches your pussy constrict. You’re such a pitiful thing — trying to milk his gun as if it could even give you anything.
You’re gasping for air as he slowly pulls the gun out of you. Its shiny metal was glistening in your slick. Caleb smirks to himself, knowing that every time he cleans it, he’s going to have to plunge it into you again.
“Messy girl,” he grins as he admires his weapon. He then slowly brings it up to his lips before his tongue lulls out, and he licks your juices straight off of his gun, savoring your taste.
“You’re sick,” you pant, unable to tear your eyes away from the downright pornographic sight.
“Says the one who just came on my gun like a psychopath.”
I will definitely draw more things about this card. For now this is just a warm up after not drawing for months, but I hope I can make justice to this beautiful card later with more elaborated drawings. I normally love all Zayne's cards but I feel like Absolute Zeal has taken over the number one in my top. The second one is the rest lol. Love my sweet big snowman and MC too, she was so sweet and amazing in this card 🥹❤️
Please Note : This list includes drabbles/fics/short fics/headcannons(hc). These are mostly with three lnd guys (xavier,zayne,rafayel) .star⭐ indicates fic with 5 lads . I've mentioned only few people here ,love all creators tho❤️.let me know if the links or mention is misplaced.comment/send yes if you want part 2 :)
Note for tagged people: please tell me if you want me to remove your link/mention if you're not okay with it :) <3
Lnd men with baby fever by @tbaluver
Hcs:You're injured by @lost-and-ephemeral
LADs guys in the morning by @promptedwordsmith (⭐)
Admiring you from afar by @adoreddestiny
When they want to ask something but they're too shy by @iravesh
Just a man - Zayne Li x reader by @beneathashadytree
Sick and tired by @jinwoosbabyboo (⭐)
Their reactions if mc is really injured and passed away by @shoccolatine
Stay(rafayel) by @revasserium / @shouyuus
I'm better -[for dark romance girls] by @gr1mstar
Sleep I'm here (xavier) by @xaviers-star-tassel
Hcs:LDs boys when reader leaves them as prank by @mysteriawrites
The hurts -Lnd boys hurt MC's feelings by @kykyonthemoon
They take care of you when you have a cold by @sayangrafayel (⭐)
Warnings: MDNI, breeding kink, pet play, slight hybrid fetish
Xavier loves breeding his little bunny girl.
You're giggling as he chases you around the apartment while you wear a ridiculously short skirt with a cotton ball tail right at the top of your ass, a rabbit ear head band on top of your hair. Your tits bounce freely as you look for a place to hide but Xavier has already found you.
With a predatory chuckle he pounces and traps you under him on the sofa.
"No point in struggling little bunny," He murmurs in your ear, licking the shell. His large hands hold your hips and raise your ass, creating a a tempting arch in your back, his hand flipping up the flimsy skirt. His hot erection springs free against your plushy bottom before he adjusts himself, finding your moist core with ease, drawing a quavering moan from you as he stretches you open deliciously, bottoming out and filling you with his length so satisfyingly.
Your cries of pleasure are accompanied by a smile as your cheek is pressed into the cushions, squirming in faux protest as he pistons in and out of your willingly wet pussy.
"Thought you could run away from me did you?" His palm possessively cups the swell of your ass and squeezes. "Thought you could hop away without letting me breed your sweet little pussy?" Xavier grits his teeth as your walls involuntarily clench around him.
"Clearly you needed to be bred my little bunny. Your cunt keeps sucking me in, pulling me deeper and closer to your womb. Do you want me to fill up those fertile walls? Knock you up with my kits and make you a bunny mama?"
The words are growled hotly in your ears and all you can do is whimper, your rationality flying out the window.
"Yes...breed my little bunny pussy...I want your kits..." you whine, the lewd sounds of skin slapping skin filling the air.
"That's a good girl. Raise those hips for me. Wouldn't want to waste this precious load now." You do as requested, your pussy slick from your arousal.
"Please make me a mama...I need you to fill me..."
Your soft pleading mewls are his undoing, and with a final thrust, Xavier buries himself inside your pussy, his cock twitching as his hot seed is released into your awaiting womb.
