#remmick sinners

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Got a bit busy today so no Multi-Fangdom Friday today!

I mean its still ... kinda a Multi-Fangdom? xD

I strongly feel that Lestat and Remmick would pull stunts like this to annoy the hell out of each other xD

Come back next Friday for more Multi-Fangdom Fun! Promise!

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Fragrance notes- (1927-1930)

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Fragrance notes- 1926

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𝕳𝖎𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕳𝖊𝖗𝖘 (1927-1930)

Remmick x Blk Fem Reader -New Orleans mood board

“𝖄𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖉 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖑𝖉”

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𝕳𝖎𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕳𝖊𝖗𝖘 (1926)

first meeting mood board

Remmick x Blk Fem Reader

“𝕿𝖊𝖑𝖑 𝖒𝖊 𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓’ 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙’𝖑𝖑 𝖘𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖒𝖊”

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my masterlist / my ao3

human!remmick x fem!vampire!reader caveat (2020) au

word count: 2,077

based on this ask! hope you enjoy my first time writing noncon on the character :-p

synopsis: remmick gets a caretaking job at a remote house. he ends up in a crazy vampire’s basement. fun, right?

WARNINGS‼️: graphic reverse noncon, femdom, piv, pegging, oral on m & f, handjob, anal fingering (m receiving), face-sitting (f on top), rimming (f & m), body worship (m receiving), virginity loss (m), painful sex, sadism, sloppy kissing, dacryphilia, size kink, cervix contact, snot, blood drinking, biting, slight mommy kink, bondage

tags: @angel1207 , @z0mb13xxxx

race/appearance neutral reader!

banner credit: @scrprints

song:

remmick knocks on your door, a bit nervous. this is his first caretaking job. he’s surprised when he sees you standing in the doorway. you’re beautiful.

"remmick?" you ask. he nods. "h-hope i’m in the right place, ma’m", he says. you nod, smiling. "so.. i’m takin’ care of yer sister, or..?" he asks. you chuckle. "no, silly, it’s me", you say. remmick blushes. "sorry! i didn’t- i didn’t mean to be rude, ya jus’ don’t look-" he stutters. "it’s fine, come in!" you say.

remmick steps in the house. it’s old, the floorboards creak under his shoes as he walks deeper in the house.

"so.. what can i do f’ ya?" he asks. "you could bathe me", you say, grinning. remmick’s face gets a deep flush to it. "i- i", he stutters. "i’m joking!" you chuckle.

"come on", you say, taking remmick’s hand. remmick hesitates for a while before following you. you lead him to a door that seems to lead to a basement. "what are we doin’ here-", remmick starts, but you knock him out.

remmick wakes up with a throbbing headache. he looks around the room, finding himself in a basement. you in the middle of it. naked.

"w-what?" remmick stutters, panicking. he tries to move, but soon realizes that he’s tied up to a chair. the rope feels tight against his bare.. bare skin. he’s naked as well.

"is this a joke?" he asks, tears starting to form in his eyes.

you shake your head, walking up to him. "i was hoping for someone as handsome as you to find me when i put out that ad.." you say.

without hesitation you sit on his lap, spreading your already wet cunt.

remmick looks away, hot tears falling down his cheeks. "aww, don’t cry, handsome", you say, leaning in, licking away his tears. you taste salt.

"let me go! this isn’t right!" remmick cries. "aww, but look at you, you’re hard already", you coo, looking at his dick.

you’re right, he is hard. the tip is red and oozing pre-cum, aching for you to touch it. only thing is that he doesn’t want it.

"c’mon big boy, give mommy a kiss", you coo, leaning in, puckering your red lips.

remmick turns his head, shutting his mouth as hard as he can. you roll your eyes, grabbing his cock, squeezing hard. remmick lets out a cry. that’s when you kiss him, shoving your tongue inside his mouth.

"mhhp!" remmick whimpers, trying to push you away. but you’re way too strong. you keep licking into him, twirling your tongue against his stiff one. remmick refuses to respond to your kiss. you don’t care.

you suck on his lower lip, your wet cunt grinding against his cock. you’re not gonna fuck him, not yet.

mwah

you pull away with a loud smack, a thin line of drool connecting your mouth to his.

remmick’s fully crying now. "aww, big boy, don’t cry, mommy’s gonna take care of you", you purr, kissing away his tears.

"p-please, let me go", remmick whines. you chuckle. "no way, you’re mine now", you say.

you start kissing on his neck, sucking hickeys on his soft, pale skin. he’s trembling from fear and disgust. you descend to his muscular chest, suckling on his nipples that harden instantly under your tongue.

then you move to his belly, kissing and licking on his abs. "quite the body you got, big boy", you coo, licking his bellybutton.

you harshly grab his cock, squeezing the shaft. remmick lets out a cry as you start pumping his cock while kissing and licking on his toned body.

his cock is long and thick, you have a hard time wrapping your hand around it. you can’t wait to get that inside you, must feel incredible.

you’re placing sloppy kisses on his thighs while roughly moving your hand up and down on his cock. remmick’s sobbing, loud and desperate. "cry all you want, honey, not gonna stop me", you say.

his cock is oozing pre-cum. wanting to taste it, you quickly wrap your lips around his tip, swallowing the salty liquid. remmick lets out an involuntarily moan as you start sucking on him, teasing the tip first and then taking his cock all the way inside your throat.

you gag at the size of him, but keep going, eagerly moving your mouth on his dick.

you tease his soft, pink hole by rubbing your finger on it. "n-not there, please", remmick cries. you ignore him as you shove your index finger inside his ass.

remmick bawls as you start pumping your finger in and out of his hole, feeling it clench.

you squeeze his balls, getting more whimpers out of him. you love his voice, the way his whole body trembles under your touch.

you suck faster, lips wrapped tightly around his cock. remmick lets out a loud whimper as he comes, endless amounts of warm, salty cum flooding your mouth. you eagerly swallow everything.

you keep twirling your finger around his warm hole for a while to loosen him up. then you withdraw your finger, licking it.

remmick sniffs, looking at you with a disgusted frown. you chuckle and lean in on his pink hole, licking through it once, twice. then you shove your tongue inside.

he tastes like sweat and warm skin as you twirl your tongue around his soft walls. remmick keeps crying, not wanting any part in this.

"just stop, please", he sobs. you shake your head, continuing licking into him. you’re drooling all over his ass, filthy, wet sounds leaving your lips.

after a few minutes you withdraw your tongue. remmick’s a tear-filled mess. he has a headache from all the crying, he just wants to go home.

"kiss", you coo, leaning in. remmick turns his head again. "you’re being so disobedient”, you chuckle, grabbing his face, making him look at you.

then you force your lips on his. remmick whimpers, tasting himself on your tongue.

as you’re kissing him you start lining up, lifting yourself slightly so that you’re on top of his cock. "no!" remmick cries against your lips.

he’s hard as hell again, even if he just came. you push his tip inside, struggling a bit. "you’re so big", you say, in awe. remmick moans as you manage to get his cock all the way inside you, balls against your ass.

you give him a passionate kiss, despite his resistance. then you start moving, up and down on his cock.

remmick whimpers as his cock reaches your cervix. you let out a moan, rubbing it there. "yeah, fuck yeah", you mewl.

you start riding him with a force so strong remmick can’t get a word out anymore. he just cries and moans, trying to babble something in between thrusts. "s-stop", he manages to blurt out.

you, of course don’t stop, but keep riding him until he’s a drooling mess. snot falls from his nose from crying that much and you lean in, licking it off. remmick flinches from disgust as your tongue laps up his snot, dragging under his nose.

"come for me, big boy", you say, picking up your pace.

and he does. moaning, crying, thick ropes of cum pouring inside your cunt. he’s trembling through the aftershock. you kiss his forehead, sitting on his lap again. you can feel his cum pouring out of your cunt.

"you’re gonna clean me up", you say, starting to release remmick from the ropes. as soon as he’s free he takes a swing at you, trying to use his strength. but you avert his punch, grabbing him, easily throwing him on a thin mattress on the floor.

remmick can’t believe you’re that strong, even though you’re smaller than him.

"keep still now, or i’ll use these", you say, revealing your sharp fangs to him.

a vampire? remmick definitely was not expecting a vampire.

so he stays still, resting on the mattress, trembling.

you climb on top of his face. "please, no.." remmick whines. "shut up and clean me up", you hiss.

you crash on his face, leaking cunt smushed against his mouth. "lick", you demand. remmick whimpers and starts licking his own cum off your cunt.

"put it inside", you say. remmick shudders, but obeys. he shoves his tongue inside your cunt, licking every bit of cum from it.

once you’re satisfied you put your clit on his nose, starting to grind on it. remmick’s still crying, disgusted by the situation.

"fuck.. remmick", you moan, rubbing your clit on his nose, chasing your own release.

"suck it", you order, smushing your clit against his mouth. remmick hesitantly closes his lips around your clit, sucking until he’s out of breath.

you put your whole weight on him, not allowing him to breathe. remmick whimpers and keeps sucking, just hoping you’d cum so that it’d be over.

you start grinding on his face again, rubbing your cunt on his mouth. that’s when you come, hard, squirting on his face. "swallow", you order. remmick obeys, gulping down your fluids.

he thinks you’re done, but you just turn around, putting your ass against his face. "lick the other hole as well", you say. remmick shakes his head. "no way!" he whines.

you grab his hair, yanking his face to your asshole. "lick", you repeat. disgusted, remmick puts out his tongue, starting to draw circles on your puckered hole.

you smush your ass hard against his face, not letting him breathe. remmick pushes his tongue inside, twirling it around your walls. you let out a moan, squirting on him again. he’s drenched with your fluids.

"that’s a good boy", you moan, grinding your ass on his face. remmick stops, out of breath. "did i tell you to stop? keep going or i’ll fucking fart on you", you hiss.

remmick immediately returns to licking into your hole, pushing his tongue as deep as he can, hoping you’d be satisfied.

after some minutes you climb off his face, sanding up. "keep still", you say.

you take something from the table. it’s a huge strap-on. remmick freezes. "no, no, no, no", he cries, shaking his head. "ass up", you order.

remmick sobs and turns around, arching his back. he knows he has no choice in this.

you put the strap on and start lining up with his hole. you shove a finger inside again, trying to loosen him up. but he’s really tight.

you withdraw your finger and lick it, rubbing the spit on his hole. then you start pushing inside.

remmick screams in pain as the strap stretches him open, ruining his pretty little virgin hole. "you had a virgin ass, didn’t you?" you tease him. "not anymore", you add with a grin.

remmick bawls loud as the strap enters all the way, opening him up. it hurts way too much.

you start thrusting, hard, rough, not caring for remmick’s wellbeing.

"it hurts! stop!" remmick cries. you just chuckle, continuing ruining his hole.

his cock is hard again, oozing pre-cum on the mattress. he cries as you hit his prostate, the intense pain mixing with pleasure. he hates that you’re making him feel good, he hates losing control like this. usually it’s him on top of the woman, not the other way around.

"i’m gonna keep you, make a pet out of you", you say, slapping his ass. "you’ll be a good boy for mommy", you add. another slap. and another.

his ass is red by the time you stop spanking him. your fingers are squeezing his hips, long nails digging into his flesh, bruising.

you keep fucking him for several minutes, you have endless stamina after all. remmick comes for the third time, ruining the mattress with him cum.

he’s a crying, drooling mess by the time you stop raping him, withdrawing the strap from his gaping hole.

you flip him on his back, crashing on top of him, forcing a sloppy, wet kiss on his lips. he’s too tired to fight anymore.

then you bring your lips to his neck, nibbling gently. biting hard, you pierce his flesh, drawing delicious blood. remmick screams in pain as you start sucking his blood, gulping it down like it’s the best thing in the world. and to you, it is.

you keep going until remmick passes out. you gently lick the blood from the wound, kissing it.

you give him a blanket, kissing his forehead, waiting for him to wake up. "pretty boy", you murmur.

THERE IT IS! MY FIRST TIME WRITING REVERSE NONCON! I HOPE YALL LIKED IT! I HAVE BEEN GETTING REVERSE NONCON REQUESTS FOREVER AAAA FINALLY

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Can I please drink koolaid from your fallopian tubes?

-remmick

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I will come back- Remmick x Reader (Sinners 2025)

"𝖄𝖔𝖚'𝖑𝖑 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗 𝖒𝖊 𝖍𝖔𝖜𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖔𝖚𝖙𝖘𝖎𝖉𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖉𝖔𝖔𝖗"

You have the prettiest voice Remmick’s ever heard, shame to waste it singin’ in church.

———

Union Springs, Alabama, 1926.

“Sit still when I’m doin your hair.” Norma says through clenched teeth as her fingers slide through your hair.

“Mama that hurts!” You said as you squirm in your mother’s grasp.

“You’ve gotta get your hair put up before you go to church.” Your mother said as she finished the hairstyle, twisting your long curly dark hair into a bun with a braid coming around the side.

“Laid out that white dress in there, the new one I just sewed.” She said as she put the last pin into your hair.

After sliding on the soft white cotton dress you tied the bow of ribbon in the back, twirling in the mirror once before pulling a couple curls loose from your bun.

———

Singing in front of the church was the only thing that you found enjoyable about the whole charade, the music set your soul alive.

The soft white dress flowed around your ankles as you swayed to the music flowing throughout the church as the service continued, led by your preacher father.

"And do not let yourself be temped with the devil's promises of tomorrow!" Your father droned on throughout the early morning.

———

After church, one of the boys stopped you to chat.

"Liked that singin' you do up there." He said as he scratched his neck.

"Thank you, 'preciate it." You said with a small nod.

"You don't look at a girl like that unless you plan on marryin' her, son." The preacher said to the boy as he stood right behind him.

He turned to his daughter. "This ain't a house for sin, all this talk with these boys is how the devil leads you astray." The preacher said as he crossed his arms.

"Daddy I'm just bein' polite." You said as he sighed.

"One day, one day you'll learn your lesson about straying from god." He said as he wagged his finger at you. "Now run on to the house, your mama needs some help."

———

Around four there was banging on the front door. Your father rushed to open the door, worried about the commotion.

“Sir, sir please lemme in just for a moment.” Remmick heaved on the front porch, his skin patchy and burnt, blood drying to the sides of his head and arms.

“Lord have mercy what’s happened to you?” Your father said as he knelt down.

“Please I just need to come in for a bandage or two.” He huffed out as he groaned.

Your father sighed. “Come on in, I’ll get my daughter to fetch a water pail and some wash cloths.”

That’s how you ended up here, patting the dried blood off the side of Remmick’s face.

“Aren’t you pretty as the mornin.” Remmick murmured as he looked at you.

“Thank you.” You said quietly as you rung out the water into the pail. “What’s a white man like you doin’ this far out?”

“Tryin’ to make it to Mississippi.” He said as he looked at your hand.

You nod, focusing in on his wound.

“Could save you from all this, you know.” Remmick said as he looked into your eyes.

“Save me from what?”

“From singin’ in a church, from all these rules.”

“Look I ‘preciate it, but I don’t need any saving that a white man offers.”

“I ain’t just any white man, darlin’.” Remmick murmurs.

“I don’t particularly like my life as it is, but I don’t need some white knight to rescue me.” You say as you stand up.

“I didn’t mean to offend you.” Remmick says as he looks up at you. “I just know that you’re meant for greater things.”

“Wish that was true.” You sigh as you wrap a bandage around his arm.

Remmick reaches out and touches your arm. “I can give you a future.” He whispers.

“The only future I want is to be loved, and to play music, where am I going to find a future like that?” You said as you look at him exasperatedly.

“Reckon you’ll find it with me, if you give me a chance.” He says as he slides his hand from your arm down to your waist, leaning forward a bit towards you until your bout two inches apart.

You close the gap and kiss him, your hands being careful to avoid the injuries on his face. Remmick pulls you closer by the waist before you break the kiss.

“Daddy could come in at any moment, we have to wait.” You whisper to him. “Meet me in the shed tonight.”

———

Night fell as you snuck out of the house as quietly as possible before hurrying out back to the shed.

Remmick was already lounging on the workbench when you slipped in there, locking the door behind you.

“Hey baby.” Remmick murmured as he stepped closer to you.

“Hey.” You said as you look up at him.

He kissed you, hoisting you up onto the workbench by the waist.

“You trust me darlin’?” He murmurs against your mouth.

“No, not really.” You whisper back before kissing him again.

He chuckled as he looked at you. “Smart girl.” He said as he tilted his head. “I won’t bite too hard.”

That’s the last thing you remember before his teeth sank into the side of your neck, the excruciating pain wracking through your body whilst leaving you paralyzed. All of your nerve endings sparked alive as Remmick stopped biting, opting to hold you in place while rubbing soft circles on your back.

“There we go, that’s it.” He murmurs. “It only hurts for a second.”

The pain ebbed away, leaving a slight fatigue. Your head rested on Remmick’s shoulder as you breathed in.

You lifted your head up to look at him, his mouth covered in blood that dripped down his shirt collar.

“You’re drooling baby.” Remmick whispered as he wiped away the drool gathered at the corner of your mouth.

You reached around and touched your neck, feeling the open wound with blood. “What’d you do?” You whisper.

“Made you all better.” He said as he cupped your face. “Now, where were we?” He whispered as he pulled you closer, brushing his nose against yours.

He laid you back on the workbench and hiked your nightgown up. “Promise I’ll be gentle.”

———

Remmick took the liberty of fixing your nightgown for you before placing you on the ground.

“You’re gonna have to go get a change of clothes before we set off.”

“Is that all I gotta bring?” You ask with a whisper.

“It’s all you’ll need.”

After putting on a simple dress and shoes you and Remmick were off into the night, your family left oblivious.

“What are we gonna do now?” You ask as you look up at him.

“Anything we want, we gotta feed but most importantly we’ve gotta get you somewhere safe.”

“Safe? Where would I be safe?”

“Not in Alabama that’s for sure, the vampires here are few and far between, we need to go to a more saturated place.”

“So there are more of em’ then, vampires?”

“Tons, all over the world.” Remmick said as he looked over at you.

———

New Orleans was easy enough to blend into at night, the bustling crowds helping them to blend in.

With every person they are they learned something new, the stories of the creole, the language of the French, the whites persistent fear of something nonexistent. Music flowed through the streets in ways that you only dreamed of, blues melting in the humidity that hung over the city like a cloud.

“I like it here.” Remmick said as he sat on the park bench in Jackson square.

“Me too, much better than home.” You said with a nod.

“Gotcha somethin’ while I was out.” He said as he handed you a box.

“A present?” You smiled as you open the box.

Inside the box was a pale green silk dress.

“It’s beautiful, where’d you get it?” You say in disbelief as you looked over at him.

“Mauled a shopkeeper for it.” He murmured.

———

Tonight was a big night for you, singin’ on the hottest jazz clubs stages while Remmick played the banjo in the background.

The money brought in from singin’ was helping them live lux, both of them had the newest styles, Remmick opting for a fresh shave and hair quaffing while you switched from cotton gowns to silk flapper attire, paired with a French twist adorned with a crystal pin.

The years spent in New Orleans were great, draining the talent and life from local performers and shopping to your hearts content, all until the 30’s struck. Feeding became more difficult and tensions grew with the financial problems. Even Mardi Gras didn’t quench their hunger.

“Cmon darlin’, it’s time to go.” Remmick said as he held his hand out for her.

“I don’t want to leave.” You said quietly as you looked up at him.

He sighed, sitting down next to you on the bed. “We can come back in a decade when things settle down.” Remmick reassured as he touched your back.

“Where do we go in the meantime?” You ask as you rest your head on his shoulder.

“Mississippi.” He said as he rubbed your arm.