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kyowuin · 9 months ago
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haii!! 🖥️
how are you?
haihaihai!!
🖥️ : amorey
i'm doing fine! very chill today, filling requests of my mogai blog!
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maehemthemisfit · 1 year ago
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Figure me out yet?
i'm not heizou sadly and i haven't had much time to investigate, so unless you're making it REAL obvious, i doubt i could discover your identity within a day
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luvfy0dor · 2 months ago
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“In Love With All of These Vampires ♡⁠˖” Vampire!Fyodor x Gn!Reader ੈ✩‧₊˚
Warnings; blood, blood sucking, kissing, grinding, suggestive, Dazai hate, slightly sassy fyodor
Description; on nights like tonight, you're sure to prepare yourself for a visit from your night-stalking and hungry boyfriend. About 1800 words, even though it doesn't look like it.
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A/n; he lingers in my mind 25/8 I love him so much- for more vamp stuff here's a post about vampire chuuya, and then here's one of my mooties posts about vampire fyodor ;333 ALSO HERE IT IS @mariaace ANDDD THANK YOU TO MY BSF FOR THE IDEA @ilovechuuy4 :3333
In the dark of the night, a tall man lurked in the shadows, his raven colored hair dangling in his face as the subtle wind gently pushed against it. His chilling gaze sent shivers down the spines of those who met it, instilling such a strong feeling of uneasiness that such unlucky souls made quick work of picking up their pace and fleeing. His fangs poked out of the corner of his lips, reflecting a shiny glare underneath the streetlights. His shadow stretched far in front of his body as he passed them and his footsteps created a small tapping sound as he made his way down the pavement. He was moving rather quickly to your home, hoping to arrive fast enough to avoid the rainstorms predicted by the earlier forecast. He could only move so rapidly though, as he hadn't fed in awhile and wasn't usually used to very much physical activity. One of those problems, however, would soon be fixed.
By the time he reached the gate to your yard, a soft rain had started to fall from the dark clouds above, blocking out any and all light from the stars and moon. All that was left to guide Fyodor through the darkness was the incandescent glow that shone through your window. His hair and hands were slightly damp, and as he tried to climb up to your window, his grip kept slipping. After a few attempts, he finally made it onto the roof, huffing and puffing as he took a breather. Once he felt that his heart was steadily beating again, he crawled over to the clear panes and knocked. His eyes scanned your room through the glass that was made blurry by the rain, droplets falling down the window in thin rivulets. Your body quickly came into view as you did a little jog over to open the window up and let him in.
"You didn't get caught in the rain, did you?" Was the first thing you asked him. He stared blankly at you with a damp face, hair, and outfit. "No." He replied sarcastically, slinging his leg over the sill and entering your room. You laughed a little bit, steadying him by holding his shoulders before turning to exit your room. "I'll grab you a towel." He hummed and leaned against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. The knees of his pants were roughed up, a remaining indication of his struggle to get up onto your roof. When you returned with a towel for him, you noticed and commented on it. "It must have been difficult getting up there. There's always the front door, you know." You say, raising an eyebrow and draping the towel over his head, drying his hair up for him. To you, he seemed to have an odd affinity for climbing through windows and nearly fatiguing himself by doing such a thing, but he really just didn't want to encounter your roommate. What you didn't know was that the guy you lived with was his mortal enemy. Fyodor was simply petty enough to enter your home through the window rather than the door because he knew that the brunette man liked to hang in the living room with whichever woman he comes home with, if one at all, and that's where the door was.
"I can't do that." He'd tell you, his tongue tracing the point of his right fang. Your brows furrowed and you looked up at him through your eyelashes. "Why not? You literally wind yourself every time you climb up here." You say, drying his scalp underneath the top layer of his hair. "It's rude to ask a vampire that." He tells you, so seriously that you almost believe him. "And it's even ruder to comment on my physical abilities. I get up here just fine." You let out a skeptical hum and nod. "Okay, sure." You toss the towel at your laundry basket on the other side of the room and grin when you make it in. "Look at that, I'm a baller." You say, turning to him. "You should go pro, Myshka." He says, peeling the dampened coat off of his body and tossing it over the back of your desk chair. "Do you want some dry clothes? Your..." You gesture at his whole body. "Vampiric attire doesn't look the most comfortable for cuddling. And kissing. And etcetera." You offer, already making your way to your dresser before even hearing his answer.
"That would be nice, thank you." He says, already starting to remove his shirt. He took the clothes you had lended him and headed to the bathroom connected to your bedroom to change. When he emerged again, he looked much more comfortable and huggable. "Are they good?" You ask, looking him up and down and concluding that they fit him well enough. He nods and puts his wet clothes in the hamper with the previously discarded towel. "They fit me just fine, thank you." He says, approaching you and putting his hands on your waist. "Good, didn't want you to get my bed all damp with your wet butt." You tease, ghosting your fingertips over his spine with a grin. "Oh please, that bed has gotten wetter because of you on several occasions." He bluntly mutters, tracing your jawline and bringing your lips to his to give you a sweet and hungry kiss. You were still a bit stunned by his words, even after the two of you pulled apart. "Wowww, okay. I guess you're right, though. Tonight's probably gonna be one of those nights again, yeah?" You ask, twirling some of his long, black hair around your finger. "Hmm, maybe if you taste satisfactory enough." He says, brushing his thumb over the most recent puncture mark he had left in your neck to draw your blood.
"We both know I taste more than satisfactory." You respond. "I think it's just a matter of how hungry you are." You tilt your head to the side, awaiting the pinch of his bite. "Maybe." He responds in partial agreement, leaning down and finally sinking his fangs into your skin. After a moment of his sucking, the blood finally hit his tongue and he hummed, having missed the sweet feeling of his hunger being satisfied. It had been a week and a half since he last fed, and sure he could go for longer than that if he really needed to, but you just tasted so sweet- how could he not crave it? The crimson, wine-looking liquid that escaped his tongue trickled down your chest, but he scooped it up, making sure that his fingertip was facing the ceiling to keep the delicious substance in place for when he was ready to pull out of your neck and lick you clean. He usually hated messy food, but when it was your blood smeared on your chest and his hands, he thought of it almost as dessert.
Once he finally got his fix, he pulled away, licking his lips and teeth clean of your cherry colored fluids, wearing the dark color like a lip stain. He then sucked the excess blood off of his finger. "Mm, you taste magnificent, darling." He says, closing his eyes and catching his breath. He leaned in and kissed right below your ear, his bitten down fingernails touched your skin as he tightened his grip to pull you in further, making you furrow your brows at their rigid texture. "Are you sure? Maybe you should kiss me here so I can taste too.." you whisper, pressing your pointer against your lower lip. He smirks and sighs, leaning further into you, his lips hovering a solid inch away from yours. "I suppose, if you're so insistent on tasting yourself on my tongue."
He closed the gap and kissed you once more, his nose nudging your own as your lips moved together in a passionate pattern. His tongue ran acrossed your bottom lip, and you responded by opening your mouth to let him in. You could, infact, sense the metallic taste of yourself, quite easily, too. The taste of blood obviously wasn't one of your favorites, but Fyodor made it good. The only way your body could react to his lips and tongue on your own was by leading him over to your bed and continuing the kiss on his lap, your arms draped over his shoulders and your eyebrows knitted together desperately. Your hips moved against his ever so slightly, but it was enough to turn the both of you on. Fyodor grabbed you to hold you in place, pulling away from the kiss to speak. He was still hardly an inch away, and you could feel his breath against your skin.
"Stay still and be good, okay?" He muttered, his voice lower than usual. You gave a quiet 'mhm' and pushed his bangs out of his face. "We should take it slower. Wouldn't want to move to fast and get too excited. Your..less than appreciated roommate might hear and want to join..that freak." He mutters. You laugh at him under your breath. "You don't like him?" He shakes his head and chews on his lip. "He's a little bit promiscuous and shady for my liking. I do not." He affirms, his hands making their way to the small of your back. "So THAT'S why you won't go in through the front door and you prefer my window. You don't wanna see him! You're so petty, Fedya." You tease, poking his cheek gently. He swats your hand away and groans. "I never said that, but yes. Seeing that oaf is less than ideal, especially when I'm here to see you." You roll your eyes. "Dazai isn't even that bad. You must have caught him on a bad day whenever you formed this vendetta of sorts." Fyodor frowns and pinches you, giving you a rather exasperated look at the idea of his rival not being 'that bad.' "His only good quality is his intellect, which I see as a meet challenge. Other than that, he is undesirable to me. Enough about him, focus on me." He says.
"Oh, ofcourse." You grin, cupping his cheek and pulling him back into the kiss, running your fingers through his hair and scratching his scalp soothingly. Soft moans were exchanged throughout the rest of the night, but the two of you generally decided that cuddling was more preferable in the moment than anything more intimate besides kisses, so that's how you ended the night- in the arms of your vampiric lover with the sound of his steady heartbeat right beneath your ear as the two of you chatted about anything and everything. The both of your voices were just above whispers, the soft lighting from the lamp on your nightstand added to the calming ambiance of your bedroom, allowing the two of you to peacefully fall asleep together, various types of hunger satisfied that evening.
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A/n; YAYYYYYY I LOVE VAMP FYODOR HES SO FINEEEE BUT YEAH I hope this don't flop, if u can tell me what song the title lyric is from ill uh give u a cookie telepathically
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kozuwhore · 8 months ago
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HI MOOTIE ♡⁠(⁠˃͈⁠ ⁠દ⁠ ⁠˂͈⁠ ⁠༶⁠ ⁠)
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I feel honored but why skfndmfmg
HIHI <33
PLS ,, I'M HONOURED TO BE YOUR MOOT AS WELL <33
I RARELY MAKE FRIENDS ON HERE AND I'M HAPPY TO MEET YOU :DD <33
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bignasty001 · 9 months ago
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mooties,,,, u guys r the best !! ♡⁠(⁠>⁠ ⁠ਊ⁠ ⁠<⁠)⁠♡
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prttykittes · 1 year ago
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It’s fine if you don’t post everyday (don’t forget to take breaks when u need u૮꒰ ˶ˊᗜˋ˶꒱ა🍮 (a flan for uuu!♡) but Do u ever just come back from school everyday and lay in your bed for 3hrs every single day and sleep at absurd times like 5am and have a mental barrier from completing your homework? Definitely me p(´⌒`。q)
but now I think it’s a bit alarming Σ(°△° ꪱꪱꪱ, but it’s probably fine (๑-﹏-๑), I hope your ok and I love ur blog! ༘⋆
(Could we become mooties?(≧ω≦)人(≧ω≦) )
I never had a flan before (I really want to) so that's sad (⁠・ั⁠ω⁠・ั⁠) I remember that I took a nap after school then the nap was 3hours long and I remember being super super confused, I did take a nap after doing my nap around 4(because I do my homework early) then I took a nap after I was done.\⁠(⁠๑⁠╹⁠◡⁠╹⁠๑⁠)⁠ノ⁠♬ — I hope your okay as well! Thanks sm!!
And if course we can! (⁠✿⁠ ⁠♡⁠‿⁠♡⁠)
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tetzoro · 10 months ago
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omg hi aims!!!!! waking up to the news that we're now mutuals??? made my morning better a million times!!!! ♡⁠(⁠>⁠ ⁠ਊ⁠ ⁠<⁠)⁠♡
i hope you're having a great day or evening yourself. sending warm hugs n kithes your way!!!! (⁠っ⁠˘⁠з⁠(⁠˘⁠⌣⁠˘⁠ ⁠)
hi hi megumi !!! ^_^ PLS !! i’m so happy to be mooties with you ! it’s honestly a crime i wasn’t following you earlier </3 im supa excited to interact with you more :3
i’m having a good evening so far thank u teehee i hope ur day / night is going well !! taking all the hugs & kithes and giving u sm in return ♡⌒(>。<) !!!
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staa-y · 1 year ago
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Send to 10 other bloggers you think are wonderful. Keep this going to make someone smile! 🩷🩷🩷✨️
LOVE YOU MOOTIE:))))))))
Love you too ryn!! ♡⁠˖⁠꒰⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠⑅⁠꒱
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kyowuin · 9 months ago
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Hai!! How are you? Also: 🥩, 🩸, and 🪦 if possible!
doing fine :3
🥩 ; xy/xym!
🩸; my head hurts sometimes without reason, it confuses me cause i even take pills daily?? why i have the randomest headaches, weeeird....
🪦 ; the narrator from tsp has npd and nobody can't tell me otherwise, this man has the worst self steem ever, needs from approval and for people to follow his orders so he feels like he has control, he hates being underestimated and exaggerates his achievements in order to impress others, i have to explain the fact that this man has low empathy and forced compassion??? HE IS A NPD ICON ! period!
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kyowuin · 10 months ago
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licks licks good morning :3
puts head beside ur head
good morning :3
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