Sep 13, 2017
I fucking tried. Done with my finger on an iPad mini. Fight me. 😎
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I fucking tried. Done with my finger on an iPad mini. Fight me. 😎
A preview of a Sattula i’m writing, which will be up on my fic blog : @writingraptoro
"Oh come on let me enjoy my favorite human! If you really want out of that dress so badly then I'd gladly help.~" Satt stopped wriggling around as a blush set deep in his cheeks. Drac rest his chin in the crook of Mike's neck, a more sly smirk on his lips. "Vampire bite your tongue Mikey?~" "Shut, shut up.." "Y'know, it is a very nice dress, almost like a real maid's dress. Of course, a real one has a longer skirt, but I prefer it shorter when my favorite person is wearing it." Drac pressed a short kiss along Satt's jaw. Satt's breath hitched as his entire face went bright red. "Drac.." "Yes Mikey?" Drac replied as he busied his hands with the skirt of the maid dress, messing with it's edge, smirk planted on his face. "You're a cocky son of a bitch." Drac chuckled. "Only for you baby!" A wide grin split Drac's face as he held onto Mike and nuzzled into him. Satt half heartedly pushed him away. "Alright alright wait. You can't go from sexy to fucking adorable in 5 seconds Drac, it's just not right." "Aww did I lead you on Mikey? All you have to do is ask and I'm all yours sweetcheeks," Drac responded as he moved Satt to face him, Satt's legs straddling Drac's and Drac's hands on his thighs. Mike spluttered with a bright red face, not sure how to, or able to answer.
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woop.
have a this.
gifted @xxsilver-wraithxx <3
30 Satt/Dracula?
‘You can’t run so it’ll be faster if I just carry you.’I really fucked around with this one, not shippy in any way :-)
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Shots were fired after them as they hid around corners and scaled fences. The pair had definitely pissed off the wrong group of people, and it was mainly due to their horrible puns. Satt could see his breath against the cold air of the night as he tried to continue running, though his mortal self needed oxygen in order to breathe and run. Dracula, on the other hand, had all the vampiric skills required to run at impeccable speeds without stopping, and naturally he was complaining about Satt’s slow running speed.
“C’mon dude, hurry the fuck up!”
“Shut the fuck up, Drac. Not everyone has super speed you fuck,” Satt huffed out as he tried to catch his breath. “We need to lose them soon, I haven’t done enough cardio to deal with this bullshit.”
“I can outrun them easily, I’m just running at mundane speed so you don’t get shot.” Drac rolled his eyes as bullets whizzed past their bodies. “Fuck! Let’s go!”
“Bitches shot me,” Satt groaned out in pain and held his side, red blood seeping its way through his white Twitch shirt.
“Jesus Christ, Sattelizer,” Drac groaned. “Useless, useless!”
“Now’s not the time to be complaining, how the fuck are we gonna get away now?”
“Well, you can’t run, so it’ll be faster if I just carry you. Then maybe we can get away.” Drac gave Satt no warning as he picked him up bridal style like they were in a Twilight movie and started running, his long, black hair swaying behind him elegantly.
Quickly they made their escape from the group with deadly weapons and to a hospital, and once Satt got all patched up he used all his strength to punch Drac in the arm.
“I hate you and your puns.”
Draculizer stole my heart and won’t give it back
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chapter two is up!!
and writing is hard!! >;c
(gifted to @alitomy-ao3 and @xxsilver-wraithxx <3)