#vamp fic

[canid-sys]

I'm back on my scifell bullshit

LOOK AT THEM (also Blueberror is there)

[downwarddnaspiral]

Wrote an indulgent, smutty little thing.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Ororo/Emma. It’s been a hot minute since I wrote any. I have two WIPs for them that still need attention, but this might help me get back on the horse.

[aintgonnatakethis]

Seven Sentences Sunday Tag

Thank you to @winglesswriter (x) and @gioiaalbanoart (x) for the tags!

There's some construction work being done across the street and for someone who often sleeps during the day I am having a sad time of it. 😔 So I've just been writing bits and pieces on my phone while waiting for them to go to lunch. I think this is part of season 2 of my Vampire AU? Maybe.

Young rounded the corner and found Greer pinning Volker up against a wall. Even though another man's reaction might have been 'this is the last thing I need right now', Young's bordered closer to relief. Someone else had problems besides him. They were all struggling. Neither Greer nor Volker met him with the reactions he'd been expecting however. Greer should have had a moment of rebellion, meeting Young's gaze head-on before he processed that he was eyeballing a superior officer and backed off. Volker should have been relieved to see him. As it was, Volker's face donned the pallor of someone about to be sick, while Greer sprang away from the other man as if burned. For the split second of what should have been anger directed at Young for the interruption, all Young could identify on the younger man's face was fear.

Tagging: @tragedycoded @the-golden-comet @stahl-herz @the-inkwell-variable @the-scaredy-crow + OPEN

[yearnesque]

the urge to write this baby vampire kim × incubus chay fic that's been rotting inside in my brain for months.......is very strong rn.......

[generic-whumperz]

Sorry to be that annoying bitch posting Tik Toks on here, BUT GUYS, deep sea vampires!

Imagine- an underwater vampire society that feeds on merfolk and sailors at night.

[buckybeardreams]

Steve was exhausted, it had been a long day of being stared at and whispered about and dancing until the moon was high in the sky. Now they were lounging on couches in the drawing room, the group having dwindled down to merely a few dozen as opposed to the hundreds of vampires that had filled the ballroom early in the day.

They had spent all day at the ball and it was now well into the night and Steve hadn't gotten any blood since that morning. He was starting to feel antsy and restless and agitated. He thought Bucky could see his control slipping away, because he kept sending him concerned looks.

It wasn't great but it wasn't until some pretty vampire decided to flirt with Bucky and reached out to trail her fingers down his arm that Steve lost it and practically lunged off Bucky's lap to attack her. Bucky was quicker though and snagged him around his waist, pulling him right back against him.

"No! Lemme go! Imma kill her!" Steve snarled, feeling feral, his eyes flashing dangerously.

"No! Stop!" Bucky growled in his ear. 

Steve was thrashing in his hold, trying to break free and ended up knocking a glass off the table. It shattered on the marble floors but Steve didn't even notice, nor did he notice the scandalized looks they were getting.

"Damn it, Steve," Bucky hissed in his ear. 

He reached up to slice his finger nail over the side of his neck, nicking the skin and manhandling Steve until he was straddling him and shoved his face into his neck. The moment Steve tasted the blood he went limp, all but his fingers which clutched at Bucky's lapels, trying to hold him in place. Steve moaned as he drank and Bucky groaned in response, cradling the back of his head.

"There you go, baby, that's better. Good boy, Stevie, so good for me," Bucky murmured in his ear.

The room around them had gone silent and everyone looked deeply disturbed by what they were witnessing and yet unable to look away, even Becca looked appalled that her brother would dare try something like this in public. Bucky didn't acknowledge them, he just rubbed his hand soothingly over Steve's back until he fell asleep and stopped suckling and then he stood up, Steve's head on his shoulder and his arm under his ass to support him.

"Excuse me, I need to take my pet home, he's had a long day."

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So... I'm writing a vamp fic lol

Instead of Bucky being feral over human blood, Steve is addicted to Bucky's vamp blood and very possessive. It's great

I'm hopefully gonna have it done in time to post the first chapter on Halloween!!

[valkyrieskwad]

now that the show is finished are you still going to write for sc and vamp au? its my favorite and we miss your words in this fandom! but hope you come back only when youre rested and taken care of and happy and fulfilled and loved because self care totally comes first! just a note to say we miss you even in reblogs and tags on here and that i think of your work often and smile throughout my week with gratitude for what youve shared :)

hi, thank you for this! you actually motivated to work on the fic and now it's updated lol, so i apologize for waiting to answer it but i needed something to come back to easily to push me forward. hope you had a great new years! wish all the best in 2022!! <3

[msmkcreates]

A Thousand Lifetimes Ch. 2: Simon

Rus formulates his attack plan for getting Edge in bed or to bite him, whichever comes first. That plan involves a painting that Edge really, really doesn't like.

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And so it continues...

Warnings: Edge does not like the Catholic church and makes it known, description of death, mourning loss of a lover, Monsterfucker Rus (haha)