#au;vampire

[wonhuigyuhaofics]

night and you 

pairing: junhui/minghao 

author: stilljunhui (acyria) 

2,475 words 

T 

fluff 

au: supernatural, cafe, magic, vampire 

There was no way he was going to forget Junhui after that night, after all.

[sehorec]

we bleed the same

Author: diphylleia Platform(s): AO3 Main Pairing(s): Yixing/Baekhyun Word Count: 16,819 Rating: Explicit Genre/Trope: AU, Supernatural, Vampire what started as an innocent halloween frat party turns into reckless decisions, dirty basement secrets and possible death experiences. [in which yixing might have secrets, but chanyeol's are worse] comments: THIS MADE ME SO MAD BUT I LOVE IT SO MUCH. I NEED MORE.

[sehorec]

Why Is Google Telling Me I’m A Vampire?

Author: unclassified_senpai Platform(s): AO3 Main Pairing(s): Minseok/Jongdae Word Count: 7,735 Rating: General Genre/Trope: AU, University, Roommates, Vampire Or the “Five Times Jongdae Shows Clear Signs of Being a Vampire but Doesn’t Realize” it featuring “Nursing Student Kim Minseok Who is Exceptionally Baffled” and “Both of Them are Incredibly Blind to Each Other’s Feelings For Each Other” fan fiction that no one asked for but I saw this thing on Pinterest and I really liked the idea. comments: this was so cute omfgkfmgjbfdh

[soomatra]

@lvhanx sent: “It doesn’t look like nothing!”

My muse comes home covered in bruises. Send me “It doesn’t look like nothing!” for my muse’s reaction.

Her eyes avert else where, trying hide the best she could at whatever that was forming on her body, though it can be seen very well under the lights. Tones of red and purple mixing through the side of her eye, scratches fresh against her arms. It was as if she was mangled by a car as she winces under her breath and clutching her shoulder a bit.

Sooyoung doesn’t usually get in fights unless she needed to, and this is one of those cases. She originally thought that it was just a confrontation about random bullying and well- 

“They landed their hands on me first okay. . . “ she mutters quietly, grasping her arms and walks else where as she felt a bitter taste on her mouth. 

[soomatra]

@lvhanx ;; Continued from  ☀

She couldn’t deny that the face made her feel all sorts of things, but she had much better control than he expected of her, just because they are almost the same. “I didn’t say anything.” though she assumed her mind was read, “Dont read my mind.” 

Sooyoung and Luhan have this relationship that, if she was to have an outburst and wants to ease her ‘cravings’ she would run to him to suck out the blood her body is trying to get rid of. She still had the lineage in her blood, though she lived more like a human as her body reacts the way a human would. Lives perfectly fine in the day, surviving on human food. But one thing that doesn’t seem to change is her instinct. The smell of blood from miles away triggers her fast enough to find the person, though she knows better than to bites someone innocent, so she runs. To him. 

“Im glad my blood doesn’t poison you.” a scoff soon follows and mutters under her breath, a childish tone on her as she falls to the bed lightheaded . “I wish it did.” 

[sehorec]

Storm in a Teacup

Author: zerrin Platform(s): AO3 Main Pairing(s): Kyungsoo/Jongin Word Count: 44,449 Rating: Mature Genre/Trope: Supernatural, AU, Vampire

Ever since supernatural creatures gained access to earth, humans are provided with their personal Guardians to protect them from all sorts of monsters. Jongin is a vampire and is put in charge of Do Kyungsoo’s protection.

But see, Kyungsoo really doesn’t want to be protected. He also has a passionate dislike for vampires. It’s less-than-ideal. comments: I LOVED THSI SO MUCH i say this about almost every fic i rec but i really loved this so much

[homelessmusings]

" do you just want to watch me sleep?"

"i do find that enjoyable." sunchun trailing his fingers down the rest of her arm, slowly- "there are other things i'd like to do with you instead, but, as aforementioned, i am patient."

her throat goes dry at his touch, like her body is hyper aware - of what, though, jei's not sure.  she turns over to face him, still laying down, looking up into his eyes - " what do you want to do?"

he's still staring as she turns around again, the sadness shoved back behind cold stone walls. what does reflect in his eyes instead is deeply rooted love - and a flicker of /something else/, something a little dark and intense- "don't you already know, jei?"

she bites her lip, staring into his eyes - she can sense  lot of things from them, though what they mean could be many things.  jei has long since learned not to assume things when it comes to han sunchun, so she just reaches for his hand, threads her fingers through his cold ones and mumbles, " maybe i do.  but i want you to say it aloud.  i want you to make it real."

the connection between them tugs on strings, pulling up desires that he's held and withheld for decades. how could a single being have such a hold on him? it's one of the mysteries that he has tried to figure out, to at least make some sense of, but to no avail. despite years of searching, it's a piece of knowledge that he still doesn't obtain. all he knows is that he loves her, always has and always will, until the day his body crumbles into dust. "i want to spend the rest of my days with you, even if it is simply watching you sleep-" and then suddenly he's rolled over on top of her, pinning her with his weight, her hands pulled up over her head, trapped by the very fingers she threaded hers with. something flashes in his eyes again, the darkness seemingly intensified as he whispers low into her ear- "but i also want to kiss you, to taste you, to ravage you in ways i've only been able to dream about. i want to satisfy you in ways you've yet to be able to imagine-"

there's some kind of longing in his eyes that she feels at the very depths of her core - something that's drawn her to him for a long time, and even before that.  it's hard to explain how it feels like she's known him for what seems like a thousand years when she's only been alive for twenty four but it's like her very soul knows him, and calls out to him.  gently, her thumb rubs over his, listening to him speak - and jei thinks she /should/ have understood the darkness in his gaze, but she didn't.  not until he pins her and speaks to her with honey dripping from his tongue, wrapping her in a cocoon of warmth even though his body is almost frozen cold.  it makes her heart beat faster, and instinctively, she struggles against his hold - even though there's no energy to it, no drive.  it's almost like jei wants to be pinned down, like a longing she's had since before she was born. " why does it only have to be a dream?" she whispers in a small voice, strangled by his honey and dark.  " why must we only use imagination?"

he pulls back to stare down at her, his gaze locking onto hers, trying to read her. he knows she could have struggled out of his grasp if she really wanted to; she is by no means an unskilled hunter. but, she doesn't try very hard, barely trying at all - and it could be said that sunchun is doing the same. his grip is firm, but there are many opportunities for the roles to be reversed - and he would have let her. but, she doesn't. her arms resist in the same manner a small fish would once caught, wriggling but giving up soon after, acknowledging their fate. is that what she's doing? does she ... know? no, there's no way she would. she does not remember; sunchun knows that much.

her questions don't deflect him, or his desires. instead, they step forward like a lamb before a wolf, brave, offering. this close, her scent is dizzying, the pumping of warm, sweet blood under paper-thin skin calling to him, beckoning to him. these lusts, however, he can control; he is no fresh fledgling, suddenly drunk to his new senses and a slave to his instincts. sunchun is far better than that - no, instead it is his other sins that wish to be satisfied, the act in which he wants to caress every part of her body and let the beast which howls within finally have its sexual hungers satiated. and it's tempting - /so/ tempting - and he could take her right now, as he could have on countless occasions before, but, he doesn't. and he won't.

he can't let himself do so.

"because reality would deal gruesome consequences if i did." and, as quickly as he'd pinned her down, he rolls off of her, setting her free. rationality resumes control instead of emotions and he sits at the edge of the bed, his back to her, wrestling back down the monsters that had come so close to breaking free and wrecking havoc. he loves her too much, too deeply, to allow such a thing to happen while she's still human, still fragile. if the beasts are released, he doesn't trust himself to show restraint - there would be none.

if he were to ask her about the things she would feeling, it would be something like … deja vu.  like she'd been in this position before, a very long time ago when she knew it wasn't the case.  perhaps that's why confusion mars jei's features, because she doesn't understand why she doesn't fight back more on instinct because she was a /hunter/ and that's all she knew herself to be - but perhaps she really just did want this moment shared.  it's easy to simply assume that, rather than to understand the unsettled feeling at the very center of her core.  

but in the same moment of her confusion, jei can see sunchun wavering.

the dark in his eyes that she now knows for certain is desire wars in him with something else - probably his rationality, probably everything that keeps him distant and cold and a wall that she can't climb over.  and it hurts, how when she thinks she finally manages to get to a window to make her way inside his castle, he knocks her from the ledge until she's broken at the bottom.  he loves her, she knows this, but he always does this.  he always spreads them miles apart.  

it's exhausting.  it's heartbreaking.  jei wonders if he knows this when she looks at his back, the warm cocoon of his honeyed words broken by the force of him /letting her go/.  like he always does.  like it seems he always will.  her lip trembles, but she refuses to cry.  at least, not without getting a few words in.  

[ she wants to believe she's stronger.  she can get back up every time he knocks her down. ]

it always seems like his logic wins out in the end.  so why not choose the answer looking at him square in the face? it's something that jei still doesn't understand even though she /waits/, and /waits/.  he leaves her like this, hanging from his castle waiting for him to let her in from the bitter cold.  she wants to share his life with him, his full life.

she wants to be able to give him the things that he desires.

trembling arms wrap around his shoulders and link together by her hands, forehead resting on his neck - it cools her hot skin even as it brings hot tears to her eyes, and she curses how they fall.  " then stop waiting.  i want to feel /everything/ with you but you always - " /do this/.  … she trails off, but she's sure that he understands.

he may be patient because he's lived far longer years, but jei doesn't know how much longer he wants her to wait.