AN: Since I'm gonna see nosferatu, I'm in a vampire mood and wanted to bring back our favourite couple
lovers from the past
Prowling the streets of Detroit had become a nightly thing, a ritual for Adam. Though not particularly religious, he worshipped the night and all of its influence. There was a smell in the air, blue hyacinths in fresh bloom. Wafting in their faces as they roamed the streets in search for the source. The familiar longing of a time lost to the darkness had bloomed in their hearts renewed, the smell is nostalgic. Familiar, enough to set their skin in fire. Itching, scratching desperately at every door to find her. The angel that took many forms, the matron and the muse.
The undead bride of one man and his wife, who embraced them both in a time filled with impropriety and a lack of personal freedom. Now a woman of today, another woman but still her.
"Over there..." Eve whispered, pointing towards a lonely house at the end of the street, the collapsing housing market of Detroit had lured in one buyer. Someone they hoped to find, to eat, to kiss.
To love.
Adam and Eve hurried, breaking into a desperate sprint. Their lives depending on this, their need to find her again like an addict in an alleyway. Consuming them from the inside, grief is a powerful thing. It has the power to cause pain, to addle the brain. Soft music escaped the windows of the house, Eve climbed up the walls with Adam in tow. Peaking in through the front window, the husband and his wife both exhaled deeply at the sight of her. The angel who had taken yet another form, her hair shorter than before. Face younger, skin smoother. It was her, Adam pushed his nose in through the cracked window.
Blue hyacinths everywhere, it filled the house. It is her, uniquely her.
In every lifetime.
Adam and Eve clung to the house, watching the angel move about her living room. Playing music, reading, looking at her phone. In between frustrated sighs and groans of boredom she would smile, Adam cried silently at the sight of it.
They could have her forever this time, they could if they really wanted to. Adam wished they had kept her before but Eve insisted on letting the angel live her life, to be mortal. Giving her a chance to embrace death each time they saw her, Adam couldn't take it. Hundreds of years, dozens of angels taken and turned to dust.
Watching the addictions, the college degrees, marriages and birthdays.
"It's time..." Eve muttered, eyes glued to the creature on the other side of the glass. Enraptured by light and beauty. Adam wouldn't let the angel fall this time, they would be there.
So it was Adam (only lovers left alive) x reader. It basically was Adam finding reader after they've been turned into a vampire and left to die. So Adam takes her to his house and helps her to adapt and it's a bit hard since she refuses to drink blood and isolates herself in a room. There's no Eve in the story. it's a one shot and I have searched tags everywhere, I thought @ladyfluff was the author but I don't think so anymore after scrolling for so long lol.
"The zombies ? I thought they came often, which really pisses you off all the time."
"No. It's different. It's the little zombies."
Y/N looked up from her book to stare at Adam, who was circling the living room like a cat defending its territory, passing by the window to look through the curtain to see if the intruders had finally left. Eve didn't move, as she hadn't moved when someone rang, continuing to stroke Y/N's hair while humming.
It might sound strange, but since living with vampires Y/N had lost track of time. Her days had turned into nights, the hours seemed to either go by terribly fast, or stand still for an eternity, and so she hadn't realized that Halloween night had arrived.
She could have guessed that it was a night that Adam hated even more than the others. Children, or 'little zombies' as he called them, kept coming asking for candy when they saw that there was some light.
"They threw eggs." grumbled Adam, pressing his nose against the window. "On the door, and on my car."
"That's what happens when you don't give them a treat. You get a trick."
"It's a collector's car, very old, very precious. Next time, I'll open the door and eat one as an example."
"We don't eat little zombies. Eve, tell him we don't eat little zombies."
"Listen to our darling, love." she said continuing to play with her hair as if nothing had happened.
"... Not even a finger ? To stop them from coming ?"
Of course, Adam wasn't really serious. He knew what would happen if he hurt a child. Not only was it wrong, he had never hurt a little zombie, when he was still a zombie himself and after his transformation, but also because even more zombies would disturb their serenity.
They might even have to move. Which he didn't want at all. He hated travelling even more than he hated humans.
Small humans in particular.
For her part, Eve still said nothing. She didn't really like mortals, but they fascinated her sometimes. She always wondered what incredible they were going to invent the next day. But not a word about the children.
"You... Did you have children ?"
The two vampires turned to her, oblivious to the screams that echoed in the street.
"I mean, before. Or after. Not in a conventional way of course, I understood that it was not possible, but by transforming them? Or is it prohibited perhaps ? I imagine that it is not a good idea to change a child. You wanted to have some ? You... Want to have some ?"
The couple said nothing, each suddenly looking at the other. Obviously they had never had this discussion, or very quickly, a very long time ago, and they had wanted to forget it.
Y/N then quickly changed the subject, asking if they had ever tried making blood candy. While Adam grimaced and indignantly thought of such horror, Eve remained silent.
Later, when Detroit was totally asleep and the musician was taking advantage of the calm to compose a new song while wearing his headphones, Y/N got up to face Eve.
"You... You wanted children, didn't you ?"
"You're funny, darling. Where do you get such an idea ? With Ava, Adam, and now you, I already have a lot of work. But to answer you clearly, no, never."
"Really ?"
"Really. However... Adam wanted some. At first."
"Adam wanted children ?" Y/N whispered loudly, not sure if he could hear them through his headphones.
"At first, as I just told you. He was devastated to learn that I couldn't biologically have one. Of course, he almost immediately talked about adoption. Then I turned him, he saw the world with my eyes and he gradually changed his mind. I'm not sure he really wanted a child. It was more the idea of creating something with me, and we've created a lot together since."
"It's still a bit sad."
"Maybe. But it would also have been a lot of fear and argument. Beings like us avoid getting attached to too many people. It's so easy to lose our loved ones. Not only did he not want a child anymore, but for a long time Adam didn't want to see anyone but me. A real hermit. He only spoke to people if it was necessary, or if they were really exceptional, so very infrequently."
With a big smile, Eve then rubbed her head against Y/N's like a cat, to show her all her affection, and make her understand that she was special.
The three of them now formed a small family. Soon they would transform her, and they would be together forever, even when they weren't together, happy to know they would meet again at some point. .
They didn't need children for that.
"I still wonder if Adam would have been a good father. I mean, I know he would, but I imagine him being very stressed."
"Oh, darling, you know him so well." Eve purred, kissing her. "You just have to see how he behaves as soon as you have to leave the house. With a child it would be much worse. And you have to be prepared. When you're like us, he won't let you go anywhere alone for at least a century."
"You're kidding ?"
"No, she's not kidding." Adam replied, continuing to play the violin, still wearing his headphones and turning his back to them.
"You are not my father !"
"I don't see the connection. Zombies are dangerous, the world is dangerous, I'm only careful."
"It's just excessive." translated their lover. "Don't worry, I'll be there to calm him down, so you can fly on your own. Even if I'll still be attentive. I don't want anything to happen to you either. "
"It seems to me that we are all fine only because you are here to make sure of it." half joked Y/N.
This made Adam groan, who seemed to decide that he had composed enough for the night, and that he too deserved a little attention, going to slump between Y/N and Eve, silently asking for caresses and kisses.
They were going to meet his expectations when there was a very loud knock on the door.
"Trick or Treat !" shouted adults several times, visibly drunk.
"... I was wrong, big zombies are just as terrible as little zombies." mumbled Adam. "They're there later at night, and they're harder to scare."
"And they'll piss on your car."
"... I'll eat one, as a warning !"
Despite his best efforts, Adam couldn't get up, caught by his two lovers who held him down until the intruders left, showering him with all the love they could.
Adam was almost not angry the next day, when he had to wash his precious car with lot of water, the smell was unbearable for him.
this masterlist is all one big story, one between you, adam, and eve. think of it as a collection of one shots that could be read as a series. these one shots, as they are written, will be put here in the order in which i intend them to be read, if you wanted to read them as one big story. you do not have to read it as such, (it isn't a full series) but i personally like it this way. happy reading <3.
note: i will not be writing threesome smut written for this specific grouping of characters.
As always, (majority of) OCs were created by @ladyfluff. Give her a follow if you haven’t already.
Also as always, enjoy the read!
They didn’t know what their next move could be after they left Raymond’s place, and all remained silent as they went back to Y/N’s apartment with more than millions of thoughts swimming in each of their heads. Once they got there, they each went about the place like mindless drones, still not one of them saying a word. With Peter being the most active on autopilot, he scurried over to the kitchen and looked through the fridge and cupboards. Luckily he was able to find some things to help keep him occupied for the time being.
Cooking had always been a way for him to cope with tension-filled situations since it was something that kept him busy and his mind at ease. Which was why not long after, when the place began to produce a sweet smelling aroma from the desserts being made, he had a moment where he was feeling a form of contentment. That was until reality came back in the form of Adam.
“What are you doing?” He had asked, looking around the kitchen and witnessing the various ingredients and plates of snacks already made.
“Thought I’d make a little something for Ian,” Peter said. “I’m sure he hasn’t eaten anything since...all this.”
“It looks like a bakery in here, Peter,”
“Well maybe he’s one of those zombies that stress eats!”
Peter let out a sudden, irritated huff and put down the mixing bowl he had been stirring on the counter. It was harsher than intended, with some of the batter jumping out. The two stood there in awkward silence after his outburst, waiting for one of them to at least remotely address the situation they were in.
“Where’s Eve?” Peter asked.
“In the bedroom, having a bit of a row with Ava,”
“What are they arguing about?”
“Eve’s trying to push her into trying to remember whatever can be useful in finding Y/N. While also chastising her over her taste in men,” Adam explained, a ghost of an amused smirk appearing. “Where’s Rowan?”
“In one of the other rooms, talking to a neighbor of ours that’s watching over the pups while we’re gone,”
Neither had asked about the whereabouts of Ian, having seen him go straight up to the roof while mumbling about having a smoke. So seeing no other way to beat around the bush, the younger brother had decided to express what had been on his mind for some time now.
“Do you remember the first person from our past life that we saw die?” He inquired, almost expecting Adam to not answer. “After we’d been around for a good while?”
“Henry,” Adam responded with.
Peter confirmed with a quiet nod. Their parents had died long before their brother did, but they didn’t include them since they each passed away about five years or so after the three siblings were turned. Although they didn’t attend either of their funerals, it wouldn’t have raised too much suspicion if they had. With Henry, however, it was already a good 40+ years when they caught wind of his nearing death and decided to pay him a visit. Funny enough, it was Y/N that had insisted on going to see him.
“He was just a senile old man on his deathbed,” Peter recalled, sounding so far away. “Didn’t even bat an eye to us looking the way we did.”
He gave a bitter and tight-lipped smile as he remembered the final moments they each shared with their late brother; taking a withered hand and smiling down at him on the raised bed. He had managed to raise his tired eyes that could only widen slightly from seeing his estranged siblings.
“Sweet sister, you’ve grown to be quite the beauty,” he had expressed in a croaking version of his younger voice.
“Adam, you’re due for a shave...Ah, little Peter...I use that term ironically now,”
They had let him spew out tales from their childhood and young adulthood. Peter shook his head a bit when remembering the way Henry had babbled in an almost child-like way, giving his spin on the way he tormented the family growing up. He had always been the one that was more of a bully with the way he “playfully” picked on everyone.
“He was such an asshole,” Peter remarked. “Probably the biggest one when we were kids. But I was still sad to see him go.”
Adam heard the sadness in his voice. He knew he didn’t like to talk about their past lives very often since there weren’t much fond memories to look back on. So it was rare for them to talk about the family that had been dead and gone for centuries now.
“Y/N has always been the good one,” Peter went on to say, appearing to be quite spaced out. “Since the day she was born, she had been so sweet. I don’t know where she could’ve gotten it from. The rest of us were full of such meanness and resentment.”
“You, at least, had a reason to be bitter,” Adam brought up lamely.
But he was able to see what he meant. Y/N was always someone with a kind heart; an open-minded free spirit that always had at least an ounce of empathy for people. It didn’t matter who you were, she would do what she could to understand you and the things you did. It’s why even when they struggled with seeing eye-to-eye about certain things, they always had been able to confide in her when it came to their deepest emotional thoughts. Whether it be Peter talking to her about his sexuality for the first time, or her helping Adam be momentarily distracted from his darkening thoughts, she was always the light of the family.
“I just keep thinking,” Peter suddenly choked out. “What’s going to happen if we can’t...how we’d react if she-”
“Oi, don’t think something like that for even a second! We’re not going to let that bastard get the best of us.”
“Adam, face facts! He’s got her locked up somewhere and is most likely torturing her every time one toe is out of place. He’s already winning!”
“He isn’t winning!” Adam argued, his voice rising. “The only way he will is if we continue with all this negative thinking. And since that’s coming from me, that should tell you plenty about how much you need to lighten the fuck up.”
The tension grew after that outburst, as though that were possible. Anyone else would’ve been shocked or hurt by the way his stoic demeanor broke so harshly, but Peter only rolled his eyes and shook his head.
“I just don’t see how we’ll be able to get her back,”
“There might be a way,” Eve called out.
They turned and found her standing in front of them with a sulking Ava by her side.
“Ava has something she needs to say,”
“If it’s an apology, I’m not really in the mood for it,” Adam grumbled. Peter just resumed stirring his mix. It’s not that they blamed her for this situation, but they’d be lying if they said that they weren’t more than a little upset with her for bringing Raymond back into their lives. Despite multiple warnings to do otherwise.
“I don’t know where Raymond’s keeping Y/N,” Ava started with. “But I know someone that might,”
That drew their attention back.
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Everyone had gathered into the living room to hear what Ava had to say.
“A couple days ago before this all happened, Raymond had gone to see Victor,”
“Victor?” Adam inquired. “Are you sure?”
“The guy’s been living in the same place in Brooklyn for over 70 years. I’m sure. I don’t know what he asked from him since I was left in the car while he went inside, but I’m certain whatever it was helped with getting Y/N to wherever she is now.”
“Wait, who’s Victor?” Ian asked.
“He’s someone like us that has been known to get things,” Peter told him. “There’s hardly anything he can’t get his hands on. Especially for the right price.” He threw a question of his own to the rest of the group. “But you don’t suppose he’d actually do business with Raymond, do you?”
“Only if he wasn’t told everything,” Adam stated. “You know Victor, he doesn’t ask a lot of questions if you flash enough cash his way to keep his mouth shut. He probably doesn’t even know about Y/N.”
“Most likely not. He wouldn’t have sold anything to the asshole if he did.”
“So what now?” Rowan asked next. “Do we just go over to Victor’s and ask him what he may or may not know?”
“It’s better than doing nothing,” Adam reasoned. “If anything, we can go over and see what he has in stock that might help somehow.”
He took a glance at the window, estimating how much was left of the night. “I’ll go there myself, but the rest of you should get some sleep,”
“No, I’m going too,” Peter claimed.
“Are you sure?”
He stepped over to him, a sheepish smile forming on his face. “You were right before. We’re not going to let him get the best of us. We’re going to get her back.”
Adam didn’t say anything except nod in agreement. But then he was spun around by Eve who gave him a worried expression.
“Adam-”
“There’s no sense in all of us going,” he interrupted her with his explanation while giving pleading eyes of his own. “I don’t know what kind of information will be handed to us, or what situation we’ll be landing ourselves in. But I’ll contact you as soon as I can. Just stay here, please?”
“The things I do for you,” she uttered in return. They then shared a good, loving kiss.
“Hopefully we’ll be back in a night or so,” Peter meanwhile assured his own love. “And if things go well, Y/N will be with us too.”
“I’ll try my best to not worry,” Rowan could only half-joke about that. “And I’ll keep you updated about the babies while you’re away.”
“Thank you,”
“I’m going too,” Ian piped up, getting up from the couch.
“Ian, it’s probably best that you stay here-”
“Yeah, no offense Adam, but I wasn’t asking permission,”
That definitely caught everyone off guard.
“Look, I know you guys are way smarter and stronger than I am -- and there’s still a lot I don’t know about your kind -- but I can still be useful. I want to be, anyway. Because she’s my girl, I want to do what I can to save her.”
Adam peered over to Peter who just shrugged and gave him a look that said it was his call. He went back to look at Ian.
“All right, but stay close. I’m sure Victor will be able to supply you with a gun, if needed. You ever use one?”
“Does a paintball gun count?”
“Sure,” Peter answered him with that same weak smile on his face. “We should probably get going before it gets light out.” He returned to Rowan and shared a few more parting words.
Ian stood off to the side as he watched Adam and Peter share goodbyes with their partners. He did his best to ignore the twinge in his heart that came from doing so while also doing what he could to avoid the wandering thought of how he should’ve done better in savoring the last moment he shared with Y/N...
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Y/N ran her fingers through Ian’s hair while his face stayed hidden in her neck. With his weight on her, she could easily feel his thundering heart as he continued to catch his breath. She started giggling when he lightly rubbed his nose against her cheek. She had no choice but to turn and share several lazy kisses with him. They broke apart eventually, going on to look at each other with hooded eyes and sated smiles.
“That was amazing,” he whispered, still a little out of breath.
“You always say that,” she teased, sliding her arms further down to hug him closer to her.
“That’s because it’s always amazing,”
He gave her one more kiss then rolled off her to go on his side of the bed. They had spent majority of that night between the sheets, only taking breaks every so often to wash themselves off, share a smoke, cuddle or let him recharge with some food. They made love through the dark hours until the transition of the first morning lights when slept it all off.
Had he known that that would’ve possibly been the last time, he would’ve made more of an effort to memorize her movement, the noises she made. He would’ve stayed up a little longer to watch the peaceful way she slept, the cute way her face would subtly twitch from the dreams she had. Had he known what was to come, he would’ve tried harder to keep them in bed.
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Adam glanced up towards the rearview mirror and caught sight of Ian in the backseat, still lost in thought since leaving the apartment. Did he even realize they had left? When he turned to look at Peter in the passenger seat, he saw that he was checking on him too. They shared a look with each other afterwards, seeming to be thinking the same thing.
It was usually smarter for their kind to not get too close to many people, safer. But the ones they did have in their lives were always going to be the ones they stayed loyal to and kept safe. The brothers might’ve failed in keeping Y/N away from Raymond’s clutches, but they were going to do everything in their power to get her back. And they were also going to do what they could to make sure Ian was well taken care of. They knew she would’ve done the same if it was Eve or Rowan in his position.
So they made a silent agreement on the way that no matter what happened, he would be protected and come back in one piece.
