#vampire!zanka

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my fren mentioned a vampire!Zanka AU to me and i had to contribute

[pessimisticfanboi]

Vampire!Zanka x Slayer!Jabber

Jabber the vampire slayer becomes obsessed with Zanka, a vampire that's been trying to turn a new leaf as a monster hunter.

[kkotda]

UM UM UM something something serving my community !! 🫡 (hi vana if you see this !! :D <3) tis more vampire zanka for the soul (if you squint) + older f!reader implied

inviting the sweet blue-eyed boy you found sitting outside on your porch in for some tea—you could use the company on a cold night like this after all. he looks surprised but grins, accepting your welcome. he introduces himself as zanka, nijiku zanka, and presses a polite kiss on your knuckles before stepping inside.

"ya have a lovely home," he tells you, "quite lovely."

you thank him, steeping the leaves before pouring out two cups and setting them on the table, and you converse about menial things: the weather, your favorite color, and the like. the clock begins to strike midnight and you hold up a hand to stifle a yawn.

“oh, would ya look at the time… i should really head out now, but thank you kindly for your hos—”

“wait— you could stay the night... won’t you stay the night?” you catch his wrist in both of your hands, eyes pleading as you look up at him. you did not realize how badly you missed the company of another, and how badly did you not want to miss this chance.

he seems taken aback, but quickly composes himself. “well, if ya insist,” he smiles.

lying in bed, pressed close together, under the covers with the sweet blue-eyed boy whose gaze has bewitched you, his fingers gliding on skin, intertwining with yours. he feels cold against your touch, as you brush his cheek.

"i'm much older than ya, y'know..." he mumbles into your skin, nosing his way to the tender part of your neck as he leaves a sheen of saliva in his wake.

you giggle, teasing but breathless, "really~? you look like you could be 22, maybe 23~"

the flimsy nightgown slips off your shoulder as you lay beneath him, your lashes fluttering and lips curled with ecstasy. his teeth graze gently on your skin, his fingers run down the curves of your body, drawing out every gasp and sigh from you that he is able. his mouth hovers over yours before you pull him into a curious kiss, one that has him wide-eyed and starving.

“hey,” he pants, pulling away from you, his hair falling over his eyes, “can i have ya tonight?”