Could I please request period comfort from Vampire hunter D, If that's alright?
(author is Hideuki Kikutchi, butI might be wrong)
The eponymous vampire hunter, an icon of grim stoicism, unparalleled combat prowess, and an almost supernatural detachment from the human world. A dhampir, eternally wandering a post-apocalyptic future, dispatching vampires and other horrors with silent efficiency, his only companion the sarcastic, sentient Left Hand and impertinent human determined to discover wonders of this world. He is not known for his bedside manner, his emotional range, or frankly, for engaging with anything so mundane as human biology.
Which is probably why you found yourself in this predicament.
You asked D multiple times for the last hour if you could slow down for a moment. Every time, he dismissed you, reasoning that you have to make it to the next town before sunset otherwise you'll be the target of every night creature in a hundred miles. So you pressed on, jaw clenched, hands white-knuckling the reigns of your horse while the white-hot pain speared through your abdomen. It got through the point you barely could sit straight in the saddle. When D led you through a rocky creek the paint got so intense you folded over the horse. You weren't sure if water was rippling below you or it was your vision swimming. You heard the hoofbeats of D's horse got quieter as distance between you grew.
The hunter kept his eyes on the road, determined to finish your journey. If it weren't for his enhanced hearing, he probably wouldn't even have noticed that you'd stopped following him. Only after hearing a high-pitched keen of pain, he finally halted his horse. After months of travelling with him, he never once heard you complain. Through rain and thunder, through hoards of monsters and superstitious villagers, you sticked to his side with a smile on your face. D knew you usually hide any pain or discomfort from him in fear he'll leave you behind.
The fact that you clearly couldn't hide your pain under your usual bluster made dread settle in his stomach. He turned the horse around and returned to you. He scanned your body for any injuries and that¨s when a familiar and shamefully tempting scent of your blood hit him. He turned his head away and mumbled, as for you to not see his growing fangs.
"Are you injured?"
You broke out in a string of curses before replying, "No, but I feel like I¨m being stabbed over and over again in my uterus." With a groan, you adjusted your position, but the pain hadn't lessened a slightest bit.
D looked at you with confusion before it hit him. So used to living alone, the hunter sometimes forgot what it means to have a human body, especially the intricacies of female biology. For a moment, he sat there stupefied and helpless.
"Do you ne-"
"Piss off."
Your sudden outburst surprised him and D stepped back to not invite more of your ire.
"No...come back...please." And now you were crying, the emotional shift gave him whiplash.
At that point, D knew you won't make it to the next town, so he tied your horse's reins to his and led you wordlessly to the safest place to set out a camp while you groaned and cursed all the way. Once he had found the place, D lifted you off the horse gently but firmly and set you on the bedroll.
You were too overwhelmed by cramps and fatigue to notice him building a tent over you, starting a fire, and securing your steeds. Meanwhile, D was at a loss as to how to help you. He didn't like a problem he couldn't solve, and your body's well-being was of the highest importance to him.
He overlooked the camp and rummaged through his mind at what else he could do. He's usually confronted with a bloodthirsty Noble or a demonic beast, not by the quiet, debilitating reality of human menstruation. Perhaps some herbs in the forest could help relieve the pain, but leaving you alone in this state...
Lefty, noticing his unease, silently grumbled, "Heard a warm cloth helps too."
D paused for a moment before murmuring a simple thank you. He warmed some water in a pot and placed a piece of cloth on top.
You groaned as D peeled the blanket off of you. Despite your complains, you let him gently put you in more comfortable position and placed a warmed rag over your kidneys. Finally, you felt some sense of relief. The dhampir applied gentle pressure with his hands when he heard a quiet mumbling from the blanket. He leaned closer to hear you better, inky locks cascading over your frame.
"What is it?"
The blanket fell off, and he saw your eyes glistening.
"I"m so sorry."
"What for?"
"I'm being a nuisance and wasting your time...again"
D brushes you off, "you're not at fault for your human workings of your body."
"Not even when I was throwing up on our time at the ship?"
"Some of the sailors had it even worse. Besides, you were better off hiding in the cabinafter that kraken appeared."
"Not even the pee breaks?" "Those are blessing in disguise. It bought us time after the valley was swarmed by goblins."
You rewarded him with quiet giggle.
"You're sweet."
The very word hangs in the air, an incongruous feather dropped into a maelstrom of steel and blood. Outwardly, there was no reaction from D to that word. No flicker of an eyelid, no shift in his perpetually grim, alabaster features.
"Sweet?" the Left Hand rasped, its voice a dry chuckle inside D's mind. "Did I mishear? Perhaps she meant 'sweat,' from the blood of the creature you just eviscerated. Or 'fleet,' as in your movements? Certainly not 'sweet.' The irony, the glorious irony!"
"Tomorrow, I'll buy some healing herbs for pain relief at the market."
You smiled to yourself. Perhaps it's not about explicit comfort, but D's sheer presence. His protective aura, his unwavering dedication to a mission (even if that mission is simply "ensure my human's well-being"), is it's own form of comfort.
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it was such a mystery why this mysterious man chose you as his sole place of solace. your meeting with him was nothing short of fate, with the thought of it all remaining as a shining memory within the depths of your mind.
you were working a late shift at your local saloon, serving several cups of beer to the patrons all while ignoring the leering glances all the men were giving you.
you lost count of the sheer amount of times the drunkards had grasped at the ends of your skirt or wrapped an arm around your waist, their breath heavy with the lingering scent of alcohol that you had to bite back your words of protests. not wishing to cause a scene, you spend the next 6 hours biting back your words while forcing a smile.
later that night, you were free to return home, carrying with you a small pouch that contained the measly amount you had earned from working. feeling so exhausted, you remain completely unaware of how a man hidden in the shadows was stalking your every move.
upon reaching your quaint little home just near the outskirts of your town, you suddenly felt the hairs standing at the back of your neck. your reaction was a little too late when you see a man coming closer to you. his face was flushed red while his greasy hands fumbled with the waistband of his pants.
“you’re such a whore… prancing around the saloon like that, acting like you can’t even see me.”
a whimper escapes from you, and you attempt to run away from him, with your home settled just beyond the cobblestone walls. pushing your legs forward, heart threatening to choke you with its rapid palpitations with your calves burning, you reach out-
only to fall forward when the powerful stench of beer fills your nostrils, gagging you as tears fell from your eyes. your back lands against the cold, unforgiving ground, the drunkard already gripping at the lace fabric of your bodice, ready to tear the flimsy material off of you.
“p-please, don’t, i-i’ll give you all of my earnings! j-just- mph!”
you struggle and continued to gag, tasting the bitter alcohol from his lips, writhing beneath him as you struggled to kick him off of you. just when you felt his legs spreading yours apart, the man suddenly slumps forward-
bringing with him an overpowering scent of blood.
you felt sick to your stomach, realizing the drunkard was now lifeless as his blood slowly began to seep into your dress. something slender and bright catches your attention. your gaze follows it, realizing that it was a slender sword that was quickly being dislodged from the man’s back.
your savior was a tall, yet pale men dressed in all black. his stallion seemed to suit this man, letting out soft huffs as its hooves tamped down against the ground.
you look away from the horse and chose to focus on its master, your heart racing, meeting the dark eyes and pale face of that man. the wide brim of his traveler's hat obscures half of his face, yet he seemed intrigued by you, angling his chin ever so slightly so that he could get a better look at you.
you end up letting out a gasp upon seeing him. an impossibly pale yet sharp face looks down at you, his eyes reminding you of a pure, moonless night. rich, brown locks of hair was seen reaching down to the ends of his back, and you notice how his thin lips remained set in a straight line. he appeared nonchalant as his eyes continue to take you in.
“she’s a pretty young thing… but don’t you think you’re scarin’ her a bit, d?”
d? was that his name? and where was that gruff voice coming from?
the man, d, clenches his left hand shut, muffling that strange voice while continuing to look down at you.
“are you alright?”
his voice was soft, yet… achingly comforting to you. his beauty matched that of the night. you forgot all about the drunk man that was settled next to you-
but end up stiffening when the awful stench of urine fills at the air. you turn your face away, already feeling the contents within your stomach swirling around, threatening to escape from your throat when a hand scoops you into his arms.
you let out a gasp, allowing d’s scent to fill your senses (a great distraction from the scent of death the drunkard had exuded.) he smelled like fresh rain and wildflowers, a scent that you eagerly breathed in as you found yourself pressing the tip of your nose against the side of his neck.
d stiffens at your sudden touch, but maintains his calm demeanor, “where do you live?”
his question breaks you out of your reveries, making the heat dye your cheeks in response when you show him your cottage on top of the hill. “that cottage is my home.”
the man shows no visible signs of acknowledging your answer, yet gently coaxes his stallion toward the hill that lead up to your cottage. you remain safely tucked within the man’s arms, somehow wishing that this moment won’t ever end.
yet your homecoming seemed inevitable the moment the horse stops directly in front of your home. d was the first to get off, his boots landing against the ground while offering a hand out to you. you nod and place your hand in his, shivering at the cold sensation felt against your skin.
coming safely back down on the ground, you began to feel even more flustered upon realizing how much taller d was than you. he continues watching you, with your arms crossed over your chest as you reached into your pouch to pull out a single key. the moment you slot the key into your door, you hear d straddling his horse once more. not brave enough to face him, you call out to him,
“mister d?”
the sounds of hooves clopping against the ground stops momentarily, and you knew then that d had every intention to listen to what you had to say.
you face him once more, seeing d look at you from his periphery. “if you ever need a place to stay, please, come find me. it’s the least i can do for you since… since you saved me.”
d says nothing, yet spends several seconds looking back at you. he continues staring at you, as if wishing to memorize your every feature before finally turning away from you, his stallion already taking great strides down the hill.
that was how your first meeting with him went, and despite your kindness and how you truly wished to see him again, you didn’t think the man would take you up on such an offer-
yet, you were proven wrong several months later, when a storm had hit your town and you heard several faint knocks against your door. upon answering, you were shocked to see d standing before you, his left hand wrapped in a bandage as his stallion took refuge from the rain while remaining beneath the trees.
you purse your lips, remaining silent as you stepped aside to let him in. you were afraid to speak, truly fearing that if you said something, then it would make him change his mind and he would end up leaving you. as he steps into the house, the gentle drizzle of rain was all that could be heard. if you didn’t feel small during the time where you had first met him, then you certainly felt small now, watching as d towers over you while in the seemingly cramped space of your cottage.
he takes off his hat, his hair still dripping with the lingering raindrops. his eyes take in the sight of your quaint home, and he sees the table that holds a wooden bowl filled with stew along with a loaf of bread.
“ah, my apologies! are you hungry, sir?”
d shakes his head, “i’m fine, just a glass of water will suffice.”
you nod, feeling your heart begin to race as you grabbed a glass and filled it with water from your pitcher. you place the cup on the table, watching as d takes a seat before place two, burgundy capsules inside of it.
you sit across from him, going back to eating your dinner without tasting anything. d gently swirls the capsules within the water, not stopping until the water turns crimson red, carrying with it the lingering scent of iron.
your appetite was slowly diminishing, heart still pounding when you watch d drain the cup of the blood-like liquid dry. you continue looking at him, unable to tear your gaze away from him. d returns your gaze and softly asks, “does this bother you?”
a shiver runs down your spine, your mind screaming at you that d was no ordinary man-
yet you couldn’t bring yourself to reject this mysteriously elusive man.
so, you ignore the rationality of your mind and settle with following your heart, shaking your head while admitting to him, “it doesn’t bother me, not even in the slightest.”
a flash of something was seen across his dark eyes, and you saw it glimmer with an unknown emotion, one that you were too scared to truly identify. you watch as d stands from his seat, his strides being able to reach you within seconds.
he towers over you, and you felt his long, slender hands caressing at your cheek. you lean in closer to him, ignoring the lingering coldness felt against his skin.
“d…”
his name falls from your parted lips, filled with yearning as it was enough to make his tranquil façade slip. suddenly, d’s arms were felt wrapping around your form, bringing your body closer to his as his lips sought its sanctuary with yours.
soft moans came from you, your nipples going hard against the sheer material of your nightgown when d presses you even closer to him. sharp canines gently tease against your bottom lip, and you realized that such a trait was what gave his identity away-
“vampire…?” you breathlessly whisper against d’s lips, earning a subtle head shake from him.
“dhampir.” he gently corrects you before claiming your lips once more, already picking up your body as he lead you back inside the comfort of your room. not caring about the consequences, you shamelessly cling to him, wrapping your legs around his waist, feeling the cold leather of his pants surround your inner thighs, causing you to shiver in response.
you were breathless by the time d gently sets you back on top of the bed. his expression remains unreadable, yet the way his long fingertips gently traces across the expanse of your skin (the touch remaining oh so reverent) was more than enough proof of his desires for you.
he gently pushes aside the sheer material of your nightie, leaving you bare for his eyes. d seems captivated by the sight of your nakedness, his gaze darkening ever so slightly before traveling down your form. settling himself between your legs, you felt the way d’s cold breath breathe in the scent of your aching core, a soft groan escaping from his lips.
keeping your legs spread wide open, the dhampir places his thin lips against your sensitive flower, darting his tongue inside of you as he tastes your honeyed sweetness. your moans fill at the air, allowing your back to arch against your bed. pants and moans echo throughout the room, and just feeling d’s gentle ministrations against you makes you slowly lose your mind.
due to never experiencing such pleasures before, you felt something snap within your abdomen, filling you with the first pinpricks of pleasure. d drinks up all you had to offer with a gentle hum, using his tongue to trace at your outer lips before moving away from you.
you were in a daze now, becoming dimly aware of the shifting of belts and fabric. you watch as d’s pale body glows from beneath the dying candlelight, his dark hair cascading down his muscular back. your mouth turns dry, unable to believe that such a beautiful creature was going to be yours-
if only for tonight.
d rejoins you in bed, laying across your body as he wraps your legs around his waist. the tip of his hardened cock continues to collect at the evidence of your release, tracing around its borders as you let out a sigh in response. as if knowing that this would be your first (and last) time with a man, d takes a hold of your hand and gently enters your slick heat.
the sudden intrusion makes you wince, your breasts heaving as you struggled to take in the sheer size of him. as tears were felt dotting your vision, d focuses his attention on your chest, his cool lips already wrapping themselves around your hardened nipple. you let out a gasp at the sudden sensation, moaning while delving your fingers into his hair.
only when he was completely sheathed inside of you did he finally stop moving, busying himself with the taste of your skin, greedily sucking at your breast. not knowing how much time had passed, you figured d had the patience of a saint, not even daring to move as he allowed your body to get used to the sensation of his cock filling you up.
your legs felt like they were turning numb, and as you adjusted your legs, you felt a sudden jolt of pleasure coursing through you. your breathing becomes labored, nails already gripping at d’s biceps as you begged him to move.
he hums, somehow able to switch positions as he was left sitting on the bed, still remaining connected to you. from this position, you were able to control the pace, your head seeming to spin. a ghost of a smile was seen gracing d’s features, and you settle both hands against his broad chest before slowly moving your slick heat up and down his cock.
your movements were sloppy and uneven, serving as evidence of your inexperience. looking down to where your body was connected with his, you could see the spot of blood over his cock, making you tremble in response.
d hisses when you began to bounce against him at an even faster pace, with you biting down on your bottom lip so harshly that it was close to drawing blood. the pleasure you felt was so intense-
so all consuming that you lost all of your inhibitions.
“d…” you gasp, lips already seeking his as you kissed him deeply, the squelching sounds of your lovemaking already taking over your senses. his grunts were the final push that you needed to reach your completion, climaxing against him when you still your hips and swallowed the entirety of his cock.
you felt the clear liquids of your release travel down his shaft, your broken moans filling at the air when d’s cock was felt twitching deep inside of you, shooting his seed deep within your womb as you fell against him.
your mind becomes hazy, feeling d press a lingering kiss against the side of your neck before laying down. the rain had simmered down to a light drizzle, and you bask in the gentle sounds of its droplets, feelings your eyes grow heavier while still in d’s embrace. upon feeling his lips against your hair, you allowed your body to succumb to its exhaustion, keeping the memory of the pleasure d had given you as a means to lead you towards a peaceful slumber.
you lost track of time of how long you had been sleeping, never once rousing from your slumber until the sunlight was felt hitting at the back of your eyelids.
the warmth of the sunlight manages to awaken you from your slumber, and when you gently moved your hand across the bed, you felt a crushing disappointment at how d had left you once more. not wishing to open your eyes while bearing witness to the empty side of your bed, you allowed your daydreams to take over, willing the image of his beautiful body to remain within your mind’s eye-
yet when your fingertips felt the soft sensation of petals from beneath your hand, you opened your eyes with a gasp. with the morning light painting your room in pastel hues, you take in the sight of a lone, white lily settled on the pillow where d once lay.
your heart hammers within your chest as you slowly sit up in bed. with gentle movements, you gingerly held the lovely flower within your hand, using its petals to caress at your cheek as you imagined it was your beloved dhampir gently caressing you with the back of his hand…
and despite how d never once announced his departure or spoke a word to you-
you knew that he would return.
end notes: d is so my type, someone send h e l p 🫠
all stories are written by rei; please do not repost, plagiarize, or translate my works!!
(A/N:) Rewatched the Vampire Hunter D movies the other day for the article I wrote for my job and I was inspired. There will never be enough D fics! I wish they would animate more of the novels too they're so good! But I'm finally getting around to posting some Halloween fics and hopefully more to come! Until next time happy reading! ~Countess
You'd been traveling with D for awhile now and no one else could see the tells of the dhampir when he was struggling. Though half human, D had the countenance of the vampires. The sun though not deadly drained him and he needed blood, though not as often. He had fed from you a few times when he was desperate and you offered. Now as you sat across from D, the dark no longer scaring you as long as he was close by, you could tell that he was on the verge of collapse. You could hear the curse in his hand belittling him and getting onto him for pushing himself too hard. D would have to rest tomorrow in the dirt but for tonight you could help him stave off the sickness. Scooting closer to him, D scooted away knowing what you were doing.
"No," he said quietly.
"You need to feed D," you argued getting closer again only for him to move away again. "Stubborn dhampir," you snarled.
Moving quickly you sat right next to him, he could have moved even before you did but he didn't. He knew you wouldn't give up and the burn in his throat was becoming too much to bear. He didn't want to hurt you and yet you trusted him more than he did himself. Parting the hair from your neck, you offered yourself.
D shook his head and reached for your arm. He was too afraid that he would lose control if he bit into your neck. You stroked his cheek while letting your hair fall back to cover your neck.
"I trust you," you whispered waiting for the quick sting of the puncture of his fangs.
"You shouldn't," he replied his nose brushing against the skin of your wrist, causing you to shiver. Without another word his teeth began to lengthen and as gently as he could punctured into the vein. You winced but held tightly to his knee, watching D's throat move up and down as he swallowed.
"D," you breathed and he moved away licking the punctures before following the trail that had dripped down your forearm to the crook of your arm. The cold air hitting the wet trail D left on your skin making you shiver more. But still D didn't let you go, his grip tightened while he continued to follow up your arm. He kissed at your shoulder, nipping at it softly before you moved your head to the side, offering yourself to him once more. His clawed fingertips brushed the hair from your neck and you melted against him.
"More," he growled.
"It's okay," you soothed cupping his cheek while D leaned in closer. His fangs scratched against your jugular before he came to his senses and moved a little further away from the larger vein that kept you alive. After deeming this new spot safer he bit down and this time you couldn't help but cry out. His mouth moving your skin causing your body to heat up. You tugged at his cape but you didn't want him to stop until he had his fill. D pushed you to your back, his legs straddling your waist, but his mouth never left your neck. Holding him tightly you knew it wouldn't be too much longer and he would release you and avoid you like the plague.
"Don't be ashamed," you whispered into his ear. "Please don't push me away after this I want to help you through whatever you go through. I care about you."
D sighed and swallowed one more time before he released you. Stopping the bleeding and still leaning over you. His forehead pressed against yours, his long hair brushing against your cheeks.
"I can't make any promises," he replied reaching out to stroke your slightly pale cheek.
"Just try," you smiled warmly. "I want to help you through anything in this life."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome," you kissed the tip of his nose. "Can I have something to eat I'm a little hungry now?"
"Yeah get off the little lady this is getting a little awkward for me," D's cursed hand snarled, face pressed into the sand but sensing D's desires.
D stood up quickly going to the saddle bags and rummaging around for something for you to eat. You watched him intently, your neck throbbing but the memory of his lips on your skin making you shiver and shift in your seat on the sand. Traveling with D was never dull and your fondness for the dhampir grew every day as the misunderstood man shown more humanity than the humans themselves. You grinned taking the offered food and kissing his soft cheek. You didn't care wherever D went you would go with him and you hoped he felt the same.
The fire crackled softly in the distance, casting flickering shadows against the stone walls of the abandoned outpost they had taken shelter in for the night. It was cold—too cold for a human to be comfortable—but Y/N hadn’t complained once.
Y/N sat with her knees drawn up, absently running her fingers along the edge of a worn map, studying it as if it held all the answers she needed. D was seated across from her, quiet as always, sharpening his blade with slow, practiced motions.
He shouldn’t have been watching her.
But he was.
Not directly—his eyes never lingered too long—but he was aware of the way she tucked her hair behind her ear when it fell into her face, the way her brow furrowed in thought, the way she chewed on the inside of her cheek when something didn’t make sense.
She didn’t notice his gaze.
Or, at least, he thought she didn’t.
Then it happened.
Y/N shifted slightly, leaning closer to the map, and in doing so, her forehead lightly bumped the brim of his hat.
She froze.
He did too.
For a moment, neither of them moved.
Then, as if the realization hit her all at once, she straightened so fast she nearly knocked over the map, her face turned away in a clear attempt to pretend it hadn’t happened.
“Sorry.”
It was a single word, mumbled more to herself than to him. But her reaction—that sudden, startled retreat—made something stir deep inside him.
D said nothing. He simply went back to his blade, running the sharpening stone along the edge with steady, controlled precision.
But the weight of the moment stayed with him.
Y/N had always been careful around him. Cautious, measured, like she didn’t want to overstep some invisible boundary. Yet for just a second, she had gotten too close. And the way she had reacted—the way her heart had jumped, just slightly—
His grip on the blade tightened.
His left hand snickered. “Well, well. That was interesting.”
D ignored it.
But as the fire continued to burn low, and Y/N kept her focus stubbornly on the map, he found himself glancing at her again.
Summary: You got kidnapped by creatures of the night while you we're out buying food. D noticed that something must have happend and imidiatly went looking for you.
Author note: I just love Vampires. My love for the movie Vampire hunter d bloodlust is insane. Vampires are such interesting creatures of the night. I am also thinking about writing something for Castlevania charakters.
TW: Mention of death, Sexual acts, Wounds, Blood, Death... Minors do not interact! Reading this means you are aware of the TW.
Word count: 18039
His biggest joy was seeing your smile every single day. Every morning when he woke up next to you, he anticipates the moment when you open your eyes. Orbs of wonder, life and love looking into his. Today was not different. Waking up before you. Watching your chest lift and sink with each breathe you take.
His fingers brushing through your hair, playing with few strands. He hears the beating of your heart. Calm, soft and strong. Your heart is strong. The vampire nature inside of him is looming inside him. A part of him wants to bite. Sink his teeth into your soft flesh and drink the blood that your heart is pumping through your veins. His teeth are aching however his human nature is stronger. For now. Since he has been together with you he thought about biting you. Not because he wanted to drink your blood. No, he thought about turning you. Making you his forever.
Your eyes slowly opend. Your limps beginn to move and your eyes look into his. His lips curl upwards and his hands move to your face, his thumb stroking your cheek. «Good morning» Your voice comes out hoarsly, full with sleep. He leans closer towards you and his cool lips press gently against yours. A gently kiss. «How long have you been watching me?», you ask him embarresed.
You know he loves to watch you, look at you all day. Still you felt a little self concious when he watches you sleep. He doesn't care. He loves you, every part of you. The things that you, you. «Hm...yes i have. I love watching you» His deep voice fills your ears. It has a calming effect on you. He leans closer again and steals many kisses from you. Till your brain ends up being full of thoughts about him. His scent, his touch, his love...
«D...», you moan. His tongue licking over your lips. The intensity in his eyes took your breath away. D's love is intense, deep and wild. He had been loney for so long and when he finally found you, the love of his life, he planned on never letting you go. He kisses down your neck pulling down your long nightgown, freeing your breasts. His tongue licking his teeth as he stared intently at you. He moved his head down and his tongue swirled around your nibble. His left hand sqeeuzing your other breast. His touch caused your body to tense and your eyes fell shut.
«D...fuck», you breathe out. He takes your nibble into his mouth and starts to suck on it, causing you to gasp. After licking and sucking your right breast to perfection he moved lower to your navel and down further to where you we're aching the most. Needing him the most. He kissed your flesh gently before spreading your legs and diving between your legs. Your hands fly to his head. Pulling gently on his hair as he sucks on your sensetive nub. Your breathing starting to go heavier. Your toes curling as he sucks and licks you.
His nails digging into your flesh, causing you to get some bruises. You pressed him tighter against you wich caused him to groan. The sound vibrating through your whole body. The knot in your belly tightening. «Shit D! I am...» Your breathing goes faster, your heart pounding in your ears. With one final suck he pushes you over the edge. Your mouth falling open in a silent cry as the orgasm shots through your entire being.
He moves away from between your legs and looks down at you. A pleased expression on his face. His lips pressed against yours in a passionat kiss. «D...i have to leave early today. If i don't go soon i wouldn't be able to get the vegetables and fruits. You know they only sell them at a certain hour», you remind him.
He lets out a deep sigh, his cool lips brushing over yours teasingly. Reluctantly he pulls away, his hungry eyes fixed on you. «Fine...however once you are back», his fingers trail down your waist and to your hips, «I will have you» The intensity in his voice makes you shiver. He moves off from you and you get out of bed, cleaning yourself and putting on fresh clothes. D watches you all the while. He hasn't got any other hunter jobs, because he wants to spend more time with you.
It will not always be like this. D is a hunter after all. His job is to hunt down others, vampires or not. When you had put on your boots, you turned to him and gave him a gentle kiss on his forehead. «I love you D. I wouldn't take long», you promised him. Your fingers brushing over his cool cheeks. A small smile lights up his face. He leans down and rests his forehead against yours.
«I love you too. Leave now...or i will not be able to hold myself back any longer», he whispers. You pull away from him, put on your robe and leave your home. D's words still in your mind. A warm feeling spreads through your chest as you remember the look in his eyes. He adores you, covets you and loves you more than life itsself. More than eternity. The warmth of the sun was caresing your skin. Soon you will be at the market. The vegetables and fruits you wanted to buy are only available today. They will not be available tomorrow.
You needed them to make a special dish that you wanted D to try. Showing D what tastes really good and delecious was one of your favorite things to do. He is a hunter and doesn't eat really good at all, so the first time you made him something he ate all of it in an blink of an eye.
«This costs 15 coins», the owner of the small market told you. You paid and continued to move around the marketplace. In the shadows, creatures of the night watched you, waiting for the perfect moment to hunt you down. They are angry, full of rage. Rage that would burn down forests and cause hunger all over the place. They wanted to take revenge on D.
«Thank you Y/N for stopping by. Please come back to us soon», a lady said to you. She and you we're a little closer because you grew up in the same town. Leaving you take the normal road home. A weird feeling spreading through your veins, bones and flesh. D teached you to listen to your body, to your senses. If your felt something is off than it probably is.
You fasten your steps and look behind you, nobody in sight. Maybe you we're wrong? No, you learnt from D to always listen to your intuition. Soon you will be home. You told that yourself over and over again. It didn't calm the beating of your heart, didn't stop the sweat gathering in your palms. The food that you carried also made you slower.
A slight breeze went through your hair, making you turn around again. Still nothing. Something is wrong. Something is very very wrong. «Hello...» Your voice was shaking while you called out to nobody in particular. Silence. Nothing. Just complite silence. No chirping birds or any other animal sounds. Just nothing. The only thing that you felt on your skin, was a cold eerie breeze.
Then you felt hands graping you out of nowhere and something hard hitting your head. The pain is shotting through your body and then you pass out. Only darkness and emptiness remain.
D was waiting at your home. He was excited to be able to spend more time with you and also explore more of both your desires together. His fingers brush over the blankest we're you had rested. «She is still not back. I can sense that you are worried. Do you believe something happend to her? To your love?», Left Hand asked him. D was deep in thought. Could Left Hand be right? The symbiotic was awfully anoying, however what If he was right?
A feeling of horror crossed over him. His stomach twisted, bile in his throat. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He should have come with you. D leaves the house and makes his way to the market were you had been buying the things you needed. The people of the small village you both lived in are very friendly and kind. They tell him that you have only recently left the market and were on your way home already.
«Something must have happend. Otherwise Y/N would have been home already», D mumbled to himself and Left Hand. He goes the way you have left and imiditaly sees traces from other creatures of the night. «Why do i have a feeling it could be barbarians», Left Hand said. This was a possibility. Not so long ago D had hunted down some barbarians that had a huge amount of bounty on them. Maybe other barbarians wanted to take revenge?
D got his horse and followed the tracks that have been left behind. He needed to be quick. He didn't want to think about what would happen if he is to late. His heart wouldn't be able to take it. The wind whipped against his face. He urged his horse to ride even faster, his hands gripping the reins tightly. If he found Y/N dead, he would hate himself so much. Hate himself for believing he could lead a normal life and hate himself for it being his fault that she was dead.
He couldn't think about that right now. Y/N isn't dead. His heart answers that question for him. But the pain caused by his thoughts... brought him to the brink of madness. He would destroy every single person who stood in his way. His love has been stolen from him. The very reason he breathes and still lives. He wouldn't let his reason to live, his love be stolen away from him. Left Hand stayed silent the whole ride, feeling the turmoil of emotions that have nested inside D's heart. Emotions that woud make you freezes, make the blood in your veins drain and make tears of blood leaving your eyes.
A groan leaves your mouth as you open your eyes. What has happend? A sharp pain shots through your body as you try to stand up. However you are unable to do so because your hands and feet are tied together by a rope. Your head hurting. It feels like you have a small cut on the back of your head, were blood is flowing out. Your eyes slowly adjust to your environment. You sit in a house or rather was once was a house. Ruins of it. To your left you could see outside. It was dark. In the middle of the night. A creaking sound brought your attention back to the ruins. A figure, blurry at first, approached you. But the closer it came, the clearer the figure became. A figure that reminded you of a banshee.
A harbinger of death that is known for their mournful wails. She kneels infront of you, a bowl with porridge in her hands. She places it on the ground and frees your hands. «Eat» Her voice sounded noisy and unnatural. You were hungry and took the bowl in your hands looking at her. She stod up and walked away from you. Now you could see two others. A creature that looked like a werewolve and another that looked like a spirit. The three of them looked like they were mourning someone. Eating a little of the porridge made you feel a little bit better.
The atmosphere tense and making you feel unwell. You wanted to leave. Escape. D comes into your mind. How worried he must be. You don't know how long you have been out, long enough to alert him. You don't know what they want from you. What if they want you dead? Fear spread throughout your body. No you can't let this happen. The porridge tasting like ash now and you had to hold back the urge to puke. Bile forming in your throat and you put the bowl away. The women absorverd you. Standing up she walks over to you.
She pulls you upwards, holding your hands painfully and throwing you towards the others. Your body screamed with pain as you hit the ground hard. Scratches and bruises are all over your body now. «We should just kill her. Cut her head of and put it on a spear, the rest of her body will be hanged on a tree were her organs will hang out of her. I am sure it will send a message.» The werewolve growled. Frozen your eyes widened. They want to kill you. You will die.
Tears forming in your eyes. No... You didn't want to die. You didn't want to leave D. Sharp pain was shotting through your body when you felt claws digging into your shoulders. Screaming you started to punch and kick around. «Such stupidity!» You got thrown to the ground again, your bones hurting painfully. Strenght leaving your body. «Please forgive me...forgive me D», you whispered.
In this moment you realised how powerless you are. How helpless. You hated that feeling, you despised it. Anger rising inside you. If you could kill them you would. You are a weak little human being with no power at all. The realisation gave you more pain than you believed it would. This will be your end. D will be alone again and you will mourn on the other side.
Closing your eyes you accept that there is nothing that you can do anymore and just lay there. The pain in your body to big to even move an inch. The voices all around you fading.
When D tracked down the barbarians, his rage was unrelenting. He smelled blood, your blood. Your body lay on the ground, injured. Red. He saw red. The first one he killed was the banshee. Cutting off her arms and legs. Blood flowing from the wounds and covering everything before he decapitated her. Her head flying and landing onto the ground. Lifless eyes starring into the void. He cut the werewolf in half and let the ghost get destoyed by Left Hand. The upper half of the werewolf's body was put on a spear, the organs hanging out from his body. D was satisfied after he puted the head of the banshee next to the werewolfs upper half. This was meant as a warning. To never try and steal what is his again. Stepping over the cut of limps he picked you up and pressed you against his body. He could hear your heartbeat. You are alive. Getting on his horse he brought you home, leaving the horrific sight behind.
Over a month has passed since the incident. Your wounds are fully healed now and the horrors of that day have been pushed out of your mind. D was taking good care of you and watched more over you now. You asked D if he could train you, so you would be able to defend yourself better and he agreed. Still he told you he will now be more around you, so nothing like what happed will happen again. It took you a while to let him allow you to get out of the house. He is worried. Left Hands teasing got worse. You noticed it. D digging his nails into his palms more often than he did before.
Now you were standing in the kitchen and baked a cake. You wanted D to enjoy himself. You wanted to see him less tense and alerted again. «Y/N what cake are you baking?», D asked you. You looked behind you and saw him standing very close behind you. A smile forming on your lips. You didn't hear him come in. «I am baking a black forest cake. I thought it would be a good idea, we haven't eaten any cake in so long», you answer him. He gives you a smile and leans down to kiss you on your cheek. His hand cupping your cheek. «That sounds wonderful...however i would love to spend the rest of the day diffentrly with you», he whispered.
Your whole body turned towards his now. His thumb playing with your bottom lip. D's eyes looking intently inside yours. There is a hunger inside of his eyes that took your breath away. Your hands go to his waist and travel up and down his sides. «Is that so...and could you enlighten me on how you want to spend it?», you asked him. Your tongue darting out of your mouth and you lick his thumb. Your eyes are locked with his, waiting for him to make his move.
«Fuck D! Please...please...please fuck me already!», you begged him. Your body was covered in sweat and your brain was foggy with lust. His hands still holding your legs appart as he moved away from between your legs. Licking his lips while his eyes starred at you with hunger. He had already brought you to your second orgasm and you were craving him really badly. You wanted him all of him. Making you scream and beg.
His fingers trailed up and down your legs making you shiver. Both of you are naked. Your eyes glued to his body. You didn't fell any shame as you stared at the thing you wanted the most. The veins on his best piece looked delicious, and semen was already oozing out of the tip. Licking your lips, you looked back at D, who was still staring at you. «Please D i want your cock...please», you begged again. You want him now. D gave you a small teasing smile before he grapped his cock and pushed inside of you. Moans leaving both of your mouths. Fully sheated inside you he started to shower you with kisses and to move his hips against yours. His cock touching the right places inside of you.
Your nails digging into his back as he pushes in and out of you. The bed creaking beneath you. D feels so perfect so good. Everytime the two of you made love you it got better. The conection of your two souls deeper. The sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. D's moans nearly making you cum.
D starts to suck and lick on your neck. His hands holding your hips tightly his nails digging slightly into your flesh. D's sharp teeth lightly scratch your tender skin. The urge to bite you is strong. Very strong. But his teeth don't sink into your flesh; instead, he thrusts deeper into you. Your moans grow louder. Your walls tighten around his cock. Milking his cock for his sperm. Your brain already overrun with lust. No thoughts inside of it anymore.
«D! Fuck Yes!», you scream. His cock kissing the perfect inside of you. Making you see stars. You pull D into a kiss and taste iron in your mouth. Breaking the kiss you see he has biten into his own lips. His eyes shining bright red. D growls and kisses you roughly. His hands lifting your legs up and pressing them tightly against chest. His mouth devouring yours. His growls get louder and he only breaks the kiss for you, to catch your breath.
His thrust get depper in this position, your body feeling so good. D feels his own orgasm approching and his body starts to shake a little against yours. Your lips are swollen from the brutal kiss and with one final thrust inside of you he fills you up with his seed. His strong body pressing yours down into the matress. Calming down from his high he kisses you on your lips and pulls out of you. Lifting you up he carries you to the bathroom and prepares a warm bath for the both of you. «Y/N, i love you» His voice is full of love as he tells you this. D's love is deep and wild. And you swear to yourself to never leave his side.
What if yandere d fell in love with immortal darling as well? Kinda like lumine and aether from genshin impact they're a being kinda like star that can travel through world and dimensions
So what if while reader stuck in this world with yandere d hot on her trail, d then realizedreader aren't your ordinary human i think he'll not hide himself instead show himself fully to reader
And reader was weirded out by this weird vampire that always staring at her in awe and wonder
For D to encounter an immortal being (who I’m assuming is not a vampire, and just a being of immortality), D would be transfixed and curious of this mysterious person who’s appeared in his world.
Their eyes wide as he watches them take in their surroundings, studying them from the sidelines as he watches this odd person stumble their way around as if it were their first time walking and breathing. You seem so confused by everything…
It’s when he saves you after being attacked by a horde of turned vampires, that he realises you are not bound with mortality. He watches you with slightly widened eyes as you get up after getting slashed/gravely injured by a vampire, and shake it off like it was nothing. You’re not a vampire…what are you? Who are you?
D’s curiosity of you grows tenfold after your encounter. You thank him for helping you out there, but now he seems to pop up wherever you go. Walking through town? The odd tall man wrapped in a shroud of darkness and black fabric is there, watching you walk past. He’s there when you go out travelling to find another town for help, spotting him in the distance on his horse and cape billowing in the wind. The noise of hooves following after you wherever you go.
Your existence has sparked a flame of something in the lonely dhampir’s chest, and it’s growing into a burning flame the more he observes and studies you. He can’t let you slip from his fingers.
Well... I decided to take a little risk and write my own headcanon about "Vampire Hunter D x reader". This will be my first time writing something like this and... I'm a little scared... But the idea of this headcanon doesn't give me peace so why not?
A small disclaimer: This idea seems interesting but also a little strange. English is not my native language 😅 (I apologize in advance for the possibly long text and dryness of the content, I have no experience in such matters🥲)
Part 2 --->
Summary: Headcanon about how you and D got into the world of Minecraft.
(Let's start with the background). The fact that you got from our world to the World of Frontier, where our Great Vampire Hunter D lives and travels is already shocking, because now you are traveling with him in search of a way to return home. (or will you stay in this world? Who knows).
Initially, when you moved to the world of Frontier (yes, Isekai, I'm talking specifically about you) it was night, which was the first problem, you ended up in the forest, this is the second problem. I think you've already guessed what this led to...
A group of ghouls wanted to attack you and it seemed like it was the end and you would become another snack for these ghouls. But a miracle happened. Vampire Hunter D arrived just in time before you could be harmed.
After saving you, D wanted out of good intentions, to leave you in the village or in the city for the simple reason that it was much safer there than with him. But after much trying and persuasion he reluctantly agreed to take you with him on his travels.
Over the two months of traveling together, you got to know each other a little better. You started to get used to his cold and silent behavior, when you talk about something it seems like he doesn’t pay attention, but this is far from true. D always listens to what you say even if he doesn't show it, occasionally commenting on something or nodding.
Stopping for the night on the plains and making a small camp for both of you, you watch as a small fire burns that D lit for you. Raising your head, you look at the stars that are very similar to those from your world. But here there are completely different constellations.
Feeling your eyelids getting heavy and it becomes difficult to keep them open you do not resist the approaching sleep...
But before you finally fall asleep, you feel strong arms pulling you towards something and then something covers your body like a blanket. You guess that perhaps it was D who pulled you towards him and covered you with his cloak so that you wouldn’t freeze; this was the last thought before you fell completely asleep.
Now imagine D's surprise and shock when he found himself in a different place... Even Lefty (the parasite living in D's left hand, hence his name as far as I remember) was confused where they were, everything was so... Square... that his eyes started to hurt a little. And even more shock when D saw that his hands were now square.
D started to worry when he immediately realized that you were not around, right up until the moment when he heard somewhere far away your joyful cry "MINECRAFT!!!" (I think you understood the reference to the meme :3).
When he found you (to his relief), he noticed that you had started chopping down a tree... With your hands..? And yes, you too have become square.
You started mining wood as if you were doing it in a regular Minecraft game, except that... You are now in the game in the literal sense of the word and it was strange to feel square. After mining one block of wood, you hear a familiar voice.
"What are you doing?"
You jumped in surprise before turning around to see your tall, handsome, and silent friend, also became square. His expression was calm as always, but there was a hint of confusion in his eyes about the situation and where they were now.
"Oh, D! I would have already started to worry when I realized that you were not around." You were happy when you realized that you would not be alone in this world. But now you need to explain to him where you are now.
"I understand that you are confused about where we are now, right?"
The subtle glimmer of interest and curiosity in his dark eyes almost escaped you. With your arms spread out in a T-shape, still holding the block of wood in your hand, you said solemnly with a smile on your face.
"Welcome to Minecraft my dear friend".
You see that D's confusion only grew even more. "Minecraft?" he asked.
You nod "I know you probably still don't get it, this just confuses you more than it answers. But don't worry, I'll guide you through it," you assure him with a reassuring smile. Raising your head to look at the sky, you see that it is already midday and you two better hurry before night falls.
"D, can I ask you to do something?"
He looked back at you. "What exactly?"
You raised your hand, pointing to a small flock of white sheep in the distance eating grass. "To make two beds, we'll need six blocks of planks and six blocks of sheep's wool. Do you still have the sword with you?"
D raised his hand behind his back, grabbing the hilt of his sword. "Yes."
You nodded approvingly. "Okay, I'll make a workbench and boards for now, and you run to the sheep to get wool and meat, don't forget to grab some, okay?"
With this D nodded and went to fulfill your request.
While D was busy with the sheep, you quickly made a wooden axe and a pickaxe, getting enough boards to make beds and a small house to wait out the night.
Having built a house that looks like a small box, you ran for cobblestones and if possible find coal if you come across it (And running drains your hunger bar).
Having mined enough cobblestones and some coal, it was already getting dark. Returning back running, you see D who crossed his arms on his chest leaning against the wall of the house with his eyes closed, waiting for you. Hearing your running and out of breath breathing, which indicated your return, he opened his eyes and straightened up, watching you approach. Before he had time to ask you where you had been, you immediately ran into the house.
"Come in quickly and close the door!" You shouted at him as you slowed down from running and along the way, you craft torches, leaning against the wall and catching your breath from running.
A little surprised by your actions but without asking, D did as you said, entering the house and closing the door behind him, he watches as you make several torches that begin to illuminate the space.
"So that’s where you went" he guessed, judging by the fact that you had coal in your hands, which slightly stained your fingers and palms.
"Yes, I went to get some cobblestones and coal to make torches," you said as you placed the torches on the walls, illuminating the space. You turned to him "Sorry if I made you wait..." you apologize to him.
D just shook his head. "I don't blame you for this, you weren't gone that long." He said calmly.
You sighed in relief before asking, already holding the boards for making beds in your hand, "Did you get the sheep wool and their meat?".
D handed you the wool and meat and you nodded in gratitude "thank you". He nodded back.
You put the wool and the boards on the workbench and got two white beds, placing beds on either side of the workbench, you lay down on your bed. "Go to bed D."
D was puzzled how you were able to make two beds in a few seconds by putting in just a few blocks of wool and boards. As soon as he lay down on the bed, after a few seconds, night immediately turned into day. He definitely has a huge number of questions for you.
You got out of bed and having placed sixteen blocks of cobblestones on the workbench, two furnaces immediately appeared in your hands. Having placed them against the wall, you put coal and sheep meat there, because hunger makes itself felt. As soon as you turned around to see how D was doing, you saw him sitting on his bed looking at you.
"I understand you have a lot of questions right now, right..?" Seeing how he nodded, you prepared to answer his questions. "Okay, I'll try to answer everything."
Eating roasted sheep meat and sharing with D you answer all his questions. From "where the hell are we?" and "how did night suddenly become day when we went to bed?"
When you were telling him about the world of Minecraft, you warned him in advance that in this game physics and logic are absent in some places. But sand and gravel definitely have physics.
When you go outside to get food and resources, you simultaneously teach D how to use the inventory, workbench, etc. It was a bit difficult at first, but D learns pretty quickly.
Noticing a large cave that goes deeper down, you examine it trying to find valuable ores to mine them in the future.
D also peered into the depths of the cave and it seemed his attention was attracted by something, or rather someone.
"Are you interested in those mobs down there?" You asked, seeing how D was watching the creatures that were hiding in the darkness. Without taking his eyes off them, he repeated the word you said "Mobs?".
"There are peaceful mobs such as sheep, cows, pigs. Neutral mobs include wolves, golems, spiders and Endermen". You explain to him, then turning your gaze to the bottom of the cave. "And these guys are considered aggressive: zombies, skeleton archer, creeper, drowned man, slimes and witches".
When D returned his gaze to you, a voice was heard from his left hand, it seems Lefty decided to join the conversation. "This green creature without arms and with a strange mouth looks ridiculous."
"You mean the creeper? Yes, he looks ridiculous but... He's quite dangerous." you said, looking at the hissing creature below.
"What exactly is dangerous about it?" D asked in his calm, low voice.
You move away from the cliff into the cave so as not to fall, calling D to follow you. When you moved to a safe distance, you began to speak. "Well, let's say you went into the mine for coal, iron, gold or something like that." You go behind D's back while he watches you. "It would seem that you are simply extracting resources... But suddenly you hear a hissing sound behind you. You don't have time to turn around before - BAM! You are deafened by the sound of an explosion and the damage is not small."
You hear Lefty's voice again "Now it's clear what this creature is, essentially a walking bomb." You nod in response, "Exactly."
You basically feel like a fish in water in this world, because you understand how it works and what needs to be done.
But with D it’s a completely different case, you understand that he has never seen such a world, not to mention the fact that both of you and this whole world are square.
But you are ready to take him under your wing and simultaneously teach him and introduce him to the world of Minecraft.
It looks like you're in for quite an interesting experience.
It was a bit difficult but I managed it..? Maybe I'll make a second part
Tags: SFW, family friendly, wholesome family stuff, fluff
The end of the year had come, meaning it was time to decorate for the holiday season. D hadn’t participated in the holidays since he was a child when his mother was alive, and he was grateful to be doing this year with your family. You both had been together for some time but he typically wasn't around for the holidays to enjoy it with you. You wanted him to be a part of your family, however that best looked for you, but he had a job to do which kept him away for large amounts of time. He did his best to be with you as much as possible but this year he wanted to make sure he spent the holiday with you all. You’ve spoken with him before that you wanted to spend the whole month together because the holiday wasn't just about one day. Getting together with everyone from your extended family to see each other and catch up was the highlight every year. The family would trickle in over the course of a few weeks and stay over until the 1st day of the new year. Anyone who showed up the first week, had to help make the house look presentable.
You managed to get your broody love to help with so much around the house. This man was outside by putting up lights, helping make wreaths, and had chopped down a huge tree for the family. Making the entry way look welcoming was his favorite though. He didn't have to say it but you could see the effort he was putting in to make it look eye-catching. He wondered, "Why do you all celebrate like this?"
"It's just a tradition we've been doing for generations. To be perfectly honest I don't know the details of why. I just like being around my family." When he’s finished, you take his hand and lead him to the living room where your parents are. They have arts and crafts set up to make little ornaments for the tree. Every year, you all would make a new ornament to add to the collection. Once they were done you would write your name on it, and how old you were. You hand him a plain ornament to doodle on. For a little while he didn't do anything because he had no clue what he wanted this little thing to look like. He eventually painted the base the color of your eyes with a bunch of little hearts and stars. Even though you thought it was the sweetest thing, you had to restrain yourself from teasing him a little bit. You didn't want to make him feel self conscious about it by accident. Then your parents made it awkward as hell by mushing over how sweet it was. "You know, you guys can just not talk sometimes." He remarked in a somber tone, "You don't like it?" In a panic, you complimented his ornament profusely. You then realized he was just pulling your leg. When everyone finished their ornament, they went onto the tree as always and of course D’s went next to yours.
