#vampire!seb

[hsmtmts-arrows]

guys i was thinking and i've come to the conclusion that seblos are vampires that get to live the whole of their lives together in peace and just turn up to shallow lake for the games

[sinner-as-saint]

Omg im obsessed with ur hcs!! Can u please write a smutty one for vampire!seb please??? Like after the reader finds out, she gets a little scared and he reassures her that hed never hurt her. And then he spends the night making love to her while begging her not to leave him 💖💖

OKAY OMG I WAS JUST WATCHING TWILIGHT TODAY WHAT- 

okay but the thought of vampire!seb makes me feel things

he’d be such a lowkey, loner type of vampire because he’s lived in this world for over a century, and most people he comes across are not worth it

but then he met you one day, and his life changed. 

in the beginning, he kept his secret from you

but then as you two grew closer, he realized he couldn’t keep his true self a secret for long because you had started noticing that he’s always cold to touch

or he always knows everything about everything

and his eyes always seemed so…blank.

sometimes he’d talk about things which happened way back in history as though he had been part of it. 

seb began falling in love with not long after you started dating, and he knew that he had to tell you the truth 

so he did, one night. 

and not much to his surprise, you were shocked - scared as well. 

but he reassured you a hundred times that he’d never hurt you, he couldn’t even dream of it

“please don’t leave me.” he’d ask so softly

you’d tell him you wouldn’t but you still needed time to process everything

you had fallen in love with him as well, undeniably but this was a lot to take in

but seb wouldn’t give up

he’d be persistent and understanding but he refused to let you drift too far from him

perhaps that’s how he sneaked up into your room one night; through the window. and refused to leave 

“I’m never gonna hurt you. Let me prove it, baby please.” 

ooh but soft!vampire!seb would be so gentle and loving

he’d kiss every inch of your body softly before he even touched you properly

he’d lay you down gently and lean in to whisper how much he loves you in your ear. 

“I’ve never been in love with anyone quite like this in over a hundred years, doll.” 

he’d kiss all your weak spots and make you sigh and whimper in pleasure

his touch was sure cold, but it was all you wanted and more

oh but soft!seb trying to show you how much he loves you would a 100% worship your body

he’d take his time on you; kissing you until you’re breathless kissing down your neck and undressing you gently

pushing his face in between your legs and teasing you with his tongue ever so gently

and he could go on and on and he wouldn’t stop even after you’ve cum all over his skilled tongue multiple times; whining and squirming in pleasure

“Shh, baby. Let me love you.” his touch alone made you lose your mind

he could make you beg him to fuck you just by looking deep into your eyes while he teases your throbbing clit with his fingers

please...please...please

“I’m right here, baby.” fuck... but can you imagine just how loving and caring he’d be while he fucks you? 

he’d lace your hands together; pinning them down on the bed above your head while he pushes himself deep inside you. 

he’d grunt and breath heavily right in your ear while he slow fucks you

he’d pull away occasionally to see the look on your face as he fucks you good. 

he’d smirk quietly to himself seb would lean in to kiss your face

“Promise you won’t leave me.” he breathes in your ear, grunting at your squeeze around him just at the sound of his deep voice

but you’re in no shape to form a coherent answer

seb...please

he’d chuckle, “Can’t even talk, can you baby?” 

oh but he’d make love to you until your body is trembling in his arms

but he wouldn’t let go of you even then; he’d hold you close while you caught your breath

he’d play with your hair and kiss your face

“I love you.” 

“I love you too.” 

he’d kiss the top of your head. 

“Don’t leave me. I’m not a monster and I won’t hurt you. Ever, I promise.”

he’d plead. you’d snuggle up next to him even more. 

“I know you’re not. I’m not going anywhere.” 

and he’d just hold you close to him all night long. 

and for the first time, in over a hundred years, he didn’t have to hide anymore. He didn’t feel lonely. 

He felt complete. 

[seboobsupremacy]

vampire SEB rec

(do you have any? 👉👈)

Well.......

I've written some on my AO3 (CustardCreamies) and on my Simi fic req list I've listed some Vamp!Seb stuff.

There was one recently posted on AO3 called For you I'd bled myself dry which is Sewis.

[yuyungi]

requested moodboards 💜

Vampire!Seb

Vampire!Bucky

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[abovethesmokestacks]

Vampire!Seb, a.k.a Batsy moodboard

[seboobsupremacy]

there is sth inheritably awesome about a seb that has lived thru the centuries and has seen stuff and has willingly chosen to live in 2005 forever

Not to mention being irresistible to the other drivers who end up doing whatever he wanted. One flash of that smile and that's it.

[abovethesmokestacks]

For the Friday night drabbles 22 or 29 from the sentence starters list with Batsy, please and thank you 😘

Excess

The house smelled enticingly of pumpkin spice, the usual muted colour scheme now speckled with warm browns, oranges and greens. You loved Halloween, loved the season, loved decorating for it. Scented candles had turned up the second September turned into October. You and your friend had pulled Lassie with you to a pumpkin patch, the sunny weather forcing the other supernatural being in your household to stay behind, grumbling as he trudged up the stairs.

Little by little, your home became a Halloween fun house. Movie nights were dedicated to Halloween and horror classics, much as the scary movies had you shaking in your socks and often led to you tiptoeing into either Lassie’s or Batsy’s room for comfort. No shopping trip was complete without buying home some Halloween candy, even though you were unlikely to get any trick-or-treaters to your hideout. Still, it was the principle of it, the bowl of candy on the table by the door.

Tilting your head, you took in your little display, pursing your lips. Something felt missing. You barely noticed when your vampire guardian sidled up next to you.

“What do you think?” you asked, still looking for the weakness, mentally going through the decorations you had at your disposal to see if there was anything you could add.

Batsy gave a sigh, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. “Excessive.

“Excessive?” You whipped around to face him. “Excuse me? My decorations are not excessive.”

“Iubi, you made your own cobweb.” He nodded to the gauzy mess in front of you. “The damn ghost heads hanging on the porch nearly had me attacking them last night. And Lassie tells me he would like you to remove the ghost garland from the bathroom because he feels like they’re watching him when he showers.”

Okay, so maybe the garland in the bathroom was a bit much, but it could be moved. You could put it in your room, or maybe over the mantlepiece, but then you needed to move the tin can luminaries-

“Iubi…”

“What, I love Halloween!” you protested, moving a spider a bit higher up.

You could feel Batsy bristle next to you, turning in time to see the muscles in his jaw flexing. Well, this was interesting.

“You don’t like Halloween? What’s not to love about Halloween? I’d think you’d like it, you could go outside with your fangs out and dressed like Count Dracula and no one would even bat an eye.”

“Yes, well, I don’t,” came the clipped answer, his hand reaching out to pull the spider you’d just moved down to its original perch.

“But it’s Halloween!  It’s once a year, a couple of weeks of Halloween candy and Halloween movies and Halloween decorations and Halloween-”

Batsy groaned, pulling you away from the display and into the livingroom where he crashed you down onto the couch. “If you say Halloween one more time-” 

“What? You’ll kiss me?” you teased and arched you neck, knowing that a little display of what he was sometimes allowed to sample would always perk him up.

“If you keep this up, I just might.” He fixed you with his eyes, the brilliant blue darkening to a deep cobalt, his tongue peeking out to swipe over his lower lip. “You said so yourself, this… holiday is a perfect cover. No one would look at me twice. Please îngeraș, this is hard for me. It’s tempting like you can’t imagine, to see people dressed up as my kind and running around pretending to bite each other, to see imagery of the thing I am trying to deny myself as often as I can for the sake of your safety.”

Shame crept up your cheeks, the blush blooming red and hot. You’d never considered it. You’d been so swept up by the season, by the tradition ingrained in you that you’d never stopped to think that Halloween wouldn’t be as fun to him as it was to you. Pulling him down, you kissed him, sweet and reassuring, cupping his jaw.

“I’ll take down the ghost heads. And the garland.”

“And…” he coaxed, diving down to give a playful nip at your throat.

“And… I’ll throw away the fake fangs.”

“That’s my girl.”