Steve came to live in the Tower after the alien attack, which was a surprise in itself, but ray of sunshine, he was not. He remained antisocial, spending the majority of his time in his rooms or outside the Tower. He rarely ate with the team, the message very clear when he leaves immediately after missions, refusing to stay for the post-victory binge session with whatever takeout the Avengers can get their hands on.
Vampire steve x succubus reader x vampire bucky! They think they lure a human but instead they got along too well as a monster relationship the boys love reader and reader loves them . They are mostly romantic and that insatiable in bed plus amazing when hunting. Reader feels the same , one time they ask if they can taste her blood , reader agrees if she gets to try to taste them too . They did and the boys got addicted to her blood as they described its like a sweet honey like drug better than any human
this is a great idea - I won’t write a full fic because it’s basically already done for me haha. But I can do somewhat of a small drabble?
the gif I use isn't mine, divider by @newlips
When the men saw you, they couldn’t look away. You were too beautiful for a human, but their minds were clouded. All of the women in the room, in the world, disappeared because all they saw was you. A goddess on Earth, a goddess among them. They had to have you. An aura radiated off of you, calling them to you. They couldn’t not go to you.
The day they found out you weren’t human was the same night they met you. How you’d suck their sexual desire from them as they pierced you with their cocks. Their eyes were hypnotised by the glow radiating off your silky smooth skin.
After that night came more, you fell for one another, and it was as though you finally found your missing puzzle piece. The days and nights went as a bliss.
You expected them to ask to taste your blood, tilting your head back to offer yourself to them. Moans of pleasure fall from your plump lips as they suck the sweet nectar from your body. Their eyes clouded with lust when they came up, never having tasted something so sweet, so beautiful. Without question, they offered up their blood, wanting, no, needing to be inside you in more ways than one.
Soft Dark! Vampire! King! Steve Rogers x Human! Religious! Reader
Series Warnings: Soft dark Steve, obsessive/possessive behavior, forced marriage, blood, feeding, death, eventual smut, probably some dubcon, eventual kinks, +18 minors DNI, maybe a little bit of dubious consent idk yet. This will be a soft DARK story so read at your own will.
Mood board created by me
Summary: In a world where fantasy beings roam every corner, the humans are on the bottom. Looked at as weak and disgraceful. The vampires are the opposite. They rule the land, and all of the creatures that take part of it. the current ruler, King Steven, has ruled for more than 150 years, alone. After many nights, and long talks with his most trusted hands, he comes to the long awaited decision that he will finally, take a wife.
All female creatures, are to be evaluated, so he can find his perfect match. Of course, no one expects for him to choose a human. Especially not one from the church. Especially not the daughter, of the leader, of the church. The same church that detests the mythical creatures, wishing for nothing more than for them to perish in fire.
This is my submission for @syntheticavenger 8k spooky challenge! Congratulations Synth! You deserve the world! 🥳This took me a long time to perfect, and it’s because I had the hardest time keeping it to under 800 words, but I did it! I hope you all enjoy! You know I just had to go with my main man Steve, because… well… I’m obsessed! 😈
Starring: Vampire Nomad! Steve Rogers x Female Reader
Warnings: NSFW! SMUT! (Although not as much as I normally like). Minors DNI! 18+ Only! Unprotected sex. Rough oral sex (male receiving) Mention of blood. Death. It’s a bit dark, but I don’t think too much.
Word Count: 698
Divider by @firefly-graphics
The low husk taints his voice, the same way humanity had defiled the way that he looked at the world. His love for you was the same, but Steve Rogers wasn’t the same man.
Your days filled with lighthearted laughter had given way to the cloak of night, Steve coming to visit you hidden within shadows of the dark. The only warning you received was a phone call, three words spoken when his hunger to feel your body beneath him overtook the necessity to stay away.
“I need you.”
You’re ready for Steve’s fingers to replace your own, to dance along your skin. For fantasy to fade into your subconscious so you can relish his touch in the now.
He’s silent when he enters but you feel his presence. The smooth sound of his voice drawing your attention over your shoulder as he slinks behind you. “Hello Sweetheart,” he hums, the anticipation shooting a line straight to your cunt.
His fingers flutter along your bare shoulder and you shudder at the cool sensation. His hand is cold, most likely chilled from following the beaten path through the fog filled forest behind your house. It didn’t matter, you planned on warming up every inch of his being tonight.
He circles you slowly, and you feel like prey frozen in fear as the hunter is getting ready to pounce. Your chest heaves as you wait with baited breath for his next move. “Look at me.”
You open your eyes slowly, and it takes a moment to adjust to your dimly lit bedroom, the moonlight breaking through the slats of your blinds casting eerie shadows along the hardwood floor. Training your eyes upward, you lick your lips as you watch Steve drag his fist along his hard length, having freed himself from his tactical pants. You salivate as he squeezes his tip, pre-cum leaking between his fingers.
Steve’s thumb traces the curve of your mouth as your eyes connect with his. His blue eyes look black in the low light, giving his hulking frame an even more menacing look. Fear might have overtaken you if it wasn’t for the soft smile spreading across his face.
It’s mindless the way you open your mouth when the soft skin of his head brushes against your lips. It’s heavy against your tongue as he taps against the thick muscle. Drool flows down your chin when you taste the first drops of his salty essence, whimpering quietly as he pushes the rest of his cock down your throat.
He wastes no time, his pace brutal. Steve has no time for gentle teasing, evident in the way he fists your locks through his fingers, holding you in place while he fucks your face. With one final push he forces your head all the way down, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. His cock starts to twitch right as darkness begins to overtake you. He pulls you off of him with a “pop,” thick ropes of saliva keep you connected to his cock throbbing inches from your face.
His motion is fluid as he picks you up and tosses you on your bed like a doll. Caging your head between his biceps his lips meet yours in a desperate kiss. “Wanna come with you wrapped around me.” He whispers, and you pull your knees back, opening yourself to him. Steve slips his cock between your soaked folds, before sinking into your cunt with an audible squelch.
Steve takes you apart, the both of you a tangle of limbs, bodies sticky with sweat and arousal. Basking in the glow, Steve speaks. “Would you do anything to be with me?”
“Anything.”
His thumb grazes your artery before his fangs sink into your neck, draining you of life like a man starved. Biting his own wrist open, his blood is the means to new life, and you drink hungrily as you begin to transform.
“The pain will be over soon.” Steve assures, stroking the hair off your face as you writhe in agony, your body searing from within. Steve’s voice echoes as you slip into the sweet relief of unconsciousness.