#adam (olla)

[nerdmutant]

these two would hate each other so much

[joyful-enchantress]

Love at First Bite (18+) | Adam (OLLA) x Fem!Reader

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A/N: You’ve been dating Adam for a while and this Valentine’s Day, you take a new step in your relationship. Written as part of the 14 Days of Valentines Collection curated by @muddyorbsblr ❤️ This is my first time writing for Adam. I hope you enjoy!

Genre/Warnings: Smut (18+), fluff too, angst (if you squint), established relationship, language, vampires, biting, mentions of blood, dom/sub dynamics, restraints

Word Count: 3.5k

“It is too dangerous, darling. The answer is still no.”

At his steadfast declination, you turned your lips downward into your most convincing pout, your doe eyes adding to the air of innocence and longing. The demure look on your face was surely a stark contrast to your lascivious body, perched as it was, straddling Adam's lap and clad in nothing save for a pair of black lace panties and one of his tee shirts. “I only want it because I’m so sure you’d never hurt me, Adam.”

Your immortal lover brought his cool fingertips up from where they had been resting on your hip to brush softly against the column of your throat, his eyes meeting yours and swimming with a heady cocktail of solemnity, regret, and... was that desire? “We’re not talking about a hickey, love. I’d pierce your skin, drink your blood. By definition it would hurt you.”

You gave an exasperated sigh. “You know what I mean, Adam. I just know that I’d be safe with you. I trust you with my life.” An almost feline smirk stretched across your crimson lips. “And I can’t stop thinking about how hot it would be. Please, Adam. I want this.”

As you finished your plea, you began to kiss and suck on his neck, working your way from the corner of his chiseled jaw down to the notch between his collarbones, pulling a gravelly moan from his lips in response to your attention. You were fully aware that you were testing his resolve, fraying the edge of it, thread by thread. Hopefully, one day soon, it would finally snap, because you knew that deep down he, too, found the idea of drinking from you incredibly erotic.

He has actually admitted as much to you in the past. The two of you have discussed it before, almost too many times to count over the fourteen months that you've been seeing each other. Understandably, prior to dating Adam, your knowledge of vampires was limited. You'd thought that if he were to ever sink his fangs into you, that there were two options: dying or becoming a vampire yourself. It surprised you to learn that he could bite you, feed from you, without killing you and without turning you. From that moment on, the thought of him doing just that took up occupancy in a dark corner of your mind and never left.

“Darling…” Adam’s husky growl pulled you back to the present moment. “…look at me.”

You reluctantly pulled your lips away from his collarbone and met his gaze with your own.

He seemed to hesitate for just the briefest second, as if he was contemplating a change of heart, before he continued, “I can’t bring myself to do it, to mar this perfect skin…” as he said it, he brushed the pads of his fingers against your throat once again, touching you so gently, as if you were as delicate as a butterfly’s wing. “...you’re my lover, my partner. I love you, I cherish you, I respect you. You’re not a food source.”

You pondered his words for a moment before responding, absentmindedly tracing swirling patterns along the alabaster planes of his bare chest with your lithe fingertips.

“Adam, do we not have sex?”

He looked stunned at your question and scoffed as though it was the most ridiculous question he’d ever been asked. “Of course we do.”

“And is sex not a primal, almost animalistic desire?”

“I suppose so, but —”

You cut him off before he could continue. “So if you have no problem using my body to sate one primal hunger, why are you so morally opposed to using it to sate another?”

Adam's mouth opened as if he wanted to say something in response before it drew shut once more as he considered your words. Seizing the opportunity, you continued, leaning forward to rasp seductively in his ear, "We both already love it when I submit to you in the bedroom. Think of this as a natural extension of that submission... a way for me to yield even more control and power to you, Sir." You felt him shudder as the final word rolled off your tongue.

When you pulled yourself back to look at him once more, you noticed that Adam seemed flustered by your words; he broke eye contact and looked around like he was searching the room for a reply that kept evading him. And if vampires could blush, you thought to yourself, his neck and cheeks would be turning scarlet.

"Adam..." you whispered as you took his face between both of your hands and gently turned his head to look at you. There was a sadness in his eyes when they met yours again. He looked sorry. Guilty, even. "...we don't have to keep discussing this for now. It's okay. I can tell it is upsetting you, and that's not what I want. That's not what I ever want." As you breathed out your loving reassurance, you kissed him softly, willing all of your adoration to cascade over him in a soothing wave of warmth and devotion.

When you finally broke the kiss, Adam spoke again at last, his voice careful and deliberate, as if what he was saying might scare you away.

"Y/N, my love, I would be lying if I told you that your suggestion doesn't sound... divine. My reluctance to grant your request does not stem from a lack of desire, I assure you. In fact, it is just the opposite. I fear that I desire it too strongly -- that I'd enjoy it too much. That I'd be unable to control myself... unable to bring myself to stop."

You held your breath, completely captivated by his words; this was a new revelation -- he was being more honest with you than he'd ever been. If you were being truthful, it did scare you a little. But it didn't make the idea of Adam drinking from you any less arousing.

His eyes swam with unshed tears as he continued.

"I am ashamed, darling. Ashamed of how much I want it." He blinked and one of those tears broke free, toppling over the edge of his cheekbone and leaving a glistening trail down the side of his face. "And I know you trust me with your life, Y/N, but the trouble is, I don't trust myself..."

There was a pregnant pause -- Adam took a deep breath and he slowly swallowed, as if he was pushing down his own fear. What happened next sent a shiver down your spine and a jolt of arousal to your heated core.

His pupils dilated and his sapphire eyes darkened with lust before he continued, "...at least not yet."

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More than six weeks had passed since that conversation with Adam; it was the last time the delicate subject of him biting you came up. Neither of you mentioned it again after Adam bared his soul to you the way he did and finally admitted the real reason he was so hesitant to grant your salacious wish.

Your thoughts drifted back to that night; after your conversation and Adam's confession, the two of you shared a night of passion that has been burned in your memory ever since. The ferocity, the possessiveness, the raw eroticism. The way he claimed you so roughly, so thoroughly, that you would never again doubt who you belonged to.

Something turned Adam completely feral that night -- the marks of ownership he left on your body lasted nearly a week and the echo of him chanting "Mine..." over and over again like a mantra rang in your ears long after the night ended.

A wave of hot, wet arousal pooled between your thighs at the vivid memory.

A ping from your phone delivered you from your reverie and brought your thoughts back to the present. It was a text from Adam.

Happy Valentine's Day, my love. I cannot wait to see you tonight. I have a surprise for you so don't be late. xx

The loving yet commanding tone of his text message, combined with the filthy images that had just been flashing through your mind, fanned the flames of your already sweltering desire. You hoped that whatever Adam had in store for you tonight would lead to the bedroom.

Glancing at the clock, you realized that you had just over an hour to get ready if you wanted to arrive on time. You'd better get to work.

After showering and ensuring you were properly groomed from head to toe, you slipped on Adam's favorite black mesh lingerie set. The sheer fabric left almost nothing to the imagination, and the strappy accents gave a subtle but sexy nod to the harnesses and cuffs he loved to use on you. You hoped he would use them tonight.

You chose a classic little black dress and leather jacket to wear over the lingerie. The look was complete with a touch of makeup, including blood red lips, and your black Doc Martens. With one last once-over in the mirror, you gave yourself a nod of approval and walked out the door.

When you pulled up to Adam's and approached the front door, you could hear him playing music inside, the vibrations from his amplifier rattling the old house. You pressed your palm lightly against the door, feeling as the wooden panels seemed to thrum with electricity under your touch. There was no need to ring the doorbell -- he'd barely be able to hear it, bathed as he was in his own symphony of sound. Plus, you knew he'd be able to pick up your scent and would come to greet you and welcome you inside.

Not even 30 seconds later, the music came to a stop and you could hear the faint creaking of the floorboards as Adam gracefully descended the staircase and strode towards the front door.

As he swung open the door, he stood before you, clad in faded black jeans and his favorite robe, tied sluttishly loose around his waist so that his bare chest was exposed to your roaming eyes. His own iridescent orbs peered out from behind curtains of jet-black hair and met yours with a simmering intensity that took your breath away. At your reaction, a self-satisfied smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth; no doubt he could hear your quickening heartbeat.

"Hello, darling. Right on time, I see. Good girl." He wrapped you in his arms, pulling you flush against his chest and nuzzling the top of your head. His praise turned you to a puddle for him and dammit, he knew it. Not that you were complaining.

"Hi Adam," you murmured softly, "Happy Valentine's Day."

"Happy Valentine's Day, indeed," he hummed, "Come inside, love, so we can begin celebrating."

You followed him inside, kicking off your shoes and hanging up your jacket in the foyer, and before you knew it, you found yourself in a familiar position -- straddling his lap as he sat on the couch, lips joined together in a passionate kiss. His cool digits danced up the length of your thighs, hiking up the skirt of your dress as they went. The chill of the air meeting your freshly exposed skin caused you to shiver, and Adam took advantage of your momentary distraction to break the kiss and move his attention to your neck, licking and sucking on your pulse point until you moaned for him.

"Adam..." you panted, "I thought you said you had a surprise for me?"

You could feel him smile against your neck, and he chuckled softly before he replied, "Don't worry, my love, you'll find out soon enough."

Your skirt was bunched around your waist at this point, and Adam brought one hand between your thighs and stroked a finger against your mesh-covered heat.

"Mmm... so wet for me already," he growled darkly, "And I see you wore my favorite. Such a good girl. My good girl."

When you let out a high-pitched whimper in response to his touch and his words, he recaptured your mouth with his, pushing his tongue past your teeth and stroking it languidly against your own. You followed his lead and returned the favor, pushing your tongue against his lips to ask for entry, which he easily granted.

As his teeth parted for you, however, you felt a strange movement within his mouth -- something new... something foreign. It felt like his teeth were...growing? In your confusion, you stilled your tongue against his teeth and realized that he was slowly, but surely, protracting his fangs.

He had never done this before. He'd never even let you see his fangs. Your heart pounded against your ribcage like a mallet on a drum and you pulled away so you could look him in the eyes. Instead of the familiar crystalline blue orbs, you were met with a warm reddish-gold. Equally as beautiful, but more menacing, more... hungry.

Did this mean...?

"Are you frightened, darling?" Adam eyed you warily, concern etched all over his devastatingly handsome face. Concern and...lust.

"Yes," you breathed out in a shaky response. "Yes... and no."

"Good..." he breathed in sharply through his nose and you swear you saw the color of his eyes intensify even more as he inhaled your scent. "I'd be worried if you weren't scared at all. A healthy dose of fear is completely normal in this situation and will likely even heighten the experience for you."

You gasped as his words sunk in. Was he finally ready?

“Adam,” you started. “Does this mean what I think it means?”

“I’m ready, Y/N. If this is something that you still want, I’m ready to give it to you.” He brought his hand up to stroke your face, thumb brushing gently across your cheekbone. “I want to drink from you. To taste you in a way I haven’t before.”

“Oh, please, Adam. Yes, I still want this,” you rasped. “I trust you completely.”

At your confirmation, he pressed his lips to yours once more, and stood from the couch, hands cupping your ass as he carried you towards the bedroom with purpose. You wrapped your legs around his waist and gave yourself into the kiss, your whole body humming with anticipation of what was about to happen.

Adam laid you down gently onto the bed and hovered over you, resting his weight on his sinewy forearms. He broke the kiss to give you a chance to catch your breath and when your eyes met his, you saw something else lurking beneath the reddish-gold blanket of hunger and lust. Reverence. He was in awe that you were willing to let him do this, to submit to him and give yourself to him in this way.

“Darling, before we go any further, I need you to know that I love you,” he proclaimed, his voice husky with desire. “I love you so much, and I promise to keep you safe.”

“I know, Adam, I love you too.”

“I’m going to time my bite so that it coincides with your release. That way, the surge of endorphins will help with the pain.”

“I’m not worried about the pain, Adam, I —“

He cut you off before you could finish. “I am. At least for this first time. There’s nothing I can do to stop it completely but if I can lessen the pain then I’m going to.”

There was no room for argument, so you simply nodded your understanding.

“There’s one other thing, my love…” Adam began, “…if it is alright with you, I think it might be better if I restrain you.”

“Restrain me?” A shudder ran through you, your natural sense of self-preservation kicking in. Despite your earlier hope that he would use cuffs and harnesses on you tonight, this didn’t feel like the time.

“I know what it sounds like, but it is actually to ensure your safety even more. I trust myself, but I do think that any sort of struggle might trigger my more… predatory instincts. I’m sure I can control them, but why test that theory? Again, at least for this first time.”

Your heart fluttered with excitement at the fact that not once, but twice now, he alluded to there being a next time.

“Okay then. Yeah, let’s take every precaution,” you breathed out with a heavy sigh. The weight of the situation was taking its toll on your energy level.

Adam worked quickly to remove your dress and all of his own clothing before he secured your wrists to the corners of the headboard with silken rope. You were quite literally spread out for him. Like a meal.

He began kissing you then, beginning with your lips and moving shortly to your neck, worshipping you like a goddess as he licked and sucked his way from your chin to your shoulder, pulling breathy moans from you as he went. Without interrupting his oral ministrations, he swiftly removed your panties with one hand. You lifted your hips and legs to help him pull them down and completely off your body.

That same hand of his came back up to cup your sex. He groaned as he dipped his fingers between your glistening folds, gathering up your slick wetness before moving his attention to your aching clit.

“Oh, Adam…” you whimpered desperately. “I want you. I need you. Please.”

“Shhh, sweet girl, I’ve got you.”

As he said the words, he lined himself up at your entrance and slowly thrust his rigid cock into your waiting pussy.

“Fuck —“ he gasped, “so fucking tight. I’ll never tire of claiming your perfect little cunt.”

You clenched around him, pulling a deep, guttural groan from his chest.

As he began rutting his hips, grinding against you and into you, you could tell that you were close. That familiar coil was tightening at the base of your abdomen and it wouldn’t take long at this rate for it to snap.

“Adam, I’m — ahh — I’m close!” You managed to piece together the words between pants.

“Are you ready?” He asked you soberly, one final check that he had your consent.

“Yes, Adam. Please drink from me.”

And that was all the confirmation he needed.

He reached between your bodies and moved his dexterous fingers against your clit once more, pulling you towards the precipice of pleasure and hurdling you over the edge.

At the same time that he felt you come, squeezing his cock like a vice, he brought his lips to the spot where your shoulder met your neck and bit down. Hard. Sinking his fangs into your supple flesh, savoring the blood that pooled on his tongue.

He found his release not long after, coating your walls in his seed.

Amidst the throes of your orgasm, you could feel the sharp pain when he bit you. The pain was worse than you thought it would be and for a moment you were frightened. Had you made a mistake?

But then, as quickly as it came, the pain faded away; it melted into ecstasy as he drank from you. You reveled in his moans of pleasure at the taste of you on his tongue.

After a few swallows, he pulled away from your neck and peered down at you; you watched as his fangs retracted and his eyes began to return to their usual shade of blue. A few drops of your blood still clung to his lips and you were somewhat surprised to realize that you found the sight to be one of the most erotic you’d ever seen.

Once he came back to himself, he scrambled to untie your wrists and wrapped your body, limp and spent as it was, in his arms.

“My sweet, darling girl…” he lovingly whispered. “You were so good for me. So brave. So selfless. And you taste even more divine than I had imagined. Thank you for trusting me. And thank you for being patient and waiting for me to be ready, even though you’ve wanted to try this for so long.”

“I love you, Adam,” were the only words you were able to form at the moment.

As you lay there, coming back down from your high and recovering your depleted energy, Adam tended to you. He massaged your wrists and shoulders to soothe any ache left behind from the restraints, and he lifted you and carried you into the en-suite bathroom where he lowered you into the tub that had already begun to fill with warm water.

The wound on your neck was not very deep. He cleaned it thoroughly and bandaged it up for you.

“Thank you Adam,” you finally managed to say.

He chuckled, “You’re welcome, darling. I thoroughly enjoyed myself, but I had no doubt that I would enjoy it. Did you like it as much as you thought you would?”

You basked for a moment in how sated you felt physically and how closely, intimately, connected to him you felt emotionally.

Then you looked up at him and with a cheeky smile you replied, “It was love at first bite.”

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[liminalpebble]

🎄🕯An Unhinged Yuletide Gathering🕯🎄

My darlings! 💚❤️💚❤️💚❤️

It's time for a festive unhinged gathering! Arrive in your loveliest ball gowns and with your thottiest thots and feel free to share away! The more, the merrier! I'm thrilled to have every single one of you here. This time, I invite you all to a lavish Scandinavian manor house.

We can watch the snow and the northern lights from the lovely art nouveau observatory of the highest tower. Throughout the evening, the roaring hearths, lush decorations, and golden glow of luxurious interiors will keep us very content. There will be decedant warm beverages aplenty, a scrumptious dinner, and spread after spread of desserts.

The company is, of course, also a mouthwatering collection of our exquisite fictional men.

Jonathan Pine is in a brand new and very smart three piece suit, welcoming you with an incandescent smile as he guides you in. He smells deliciously of expensive cologne and the single festive red rose pinned to his lapel. Before he takes his leave, he holds your hand in both of his and makes some very intense eye contact, saying, "and Miss, if there's anything at all I can do for you, please don't hesitate to find me."

You barely catch your breath as you move further past polished oak doors into the large glimmering ballroom where Loki is lounging on a velvet couch, some elaborate mixed drink balanced in his lovely ivory hand. He charms us all with tale after tale as our cheeks get warm and we take turns feeding him teasing little bites of cake.

Thomas Sharpe stands brooding in his finest tuxedo, desperately waiting for his chance at a waltz with you as you look so lovely this evening.

Eddie...delicous, sweet, snarky Eddie Munson snuck in with the caterers. His big chocolate button eyes scan the crowd of lovely ladies, and he gives a big dimpled grin. With no regard at all for the job he signed up for, he shrugs off the uniform top, smooths out the Iron Maiden shirt beneath it, and swaggers over.

"Welllllll, hello lovely ladies!", he declares as he plops on the couch next to Loki, even daring to cross his legs over the god's lap and steal a sip of his drink. Loki stares at this bushy-haired miscreant with a leathal glare that cracks delightfully into a big euphoric grin. One trickster obviously appreciates the charisma of another.

Adam keeps to himself, playing the most beautiful piece of music on an antique lute. He feels a rare flicker of joy as he anticipates candlelit ghost stories on Christmas night (a sweet revival of a Victorian tradition). The faintest twitch of a smile moves his lips as he thinks of all this...delcious...company he'll have the pleasure of experiencing it with.

Hux sits alone, reading in a quiet parlor. The general's lovely hands stroke his beloved ginger cat, Millicent, as he plays out chess games within his powerful mind. His lovely green eyes flick towards you as he hears your footsteps, and he smiles wickedly. You're the only distraction he allows here, afterall...and what an enjoyable one you are.

Thank you for joining the party, my loves. Who else do you see? What does the evening have in store for us? Have you brought something interesting? Oh, do tell. *wink*

Welcome and happy holidays! 💃 🎄

Peb 💜

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Drew this but I’m considering digitalizing it once I save up for my iPad!

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Opening one shot requests for 24 hours...

Ok, first of all. I'm away to work on the second part of 'The Voice.' Should be posted tonight or tomorrow. (probably tomorrow)

But I am opening my submissions for prompt requests for One Shots for 24 hours. For Tom or any of his characters.

READ THE RULES FIRST. Before submitting.

I will be picking THREE, prompts to do.

Let's see how this goes and will take it from there once they're all done about when/if I open them permanently or not.

One submission per person.

If you wish to be anonymous if your prompt gets picked to be done, tell me. but I need to know who you are. I don't judge for anything at all, so don't worry.

Your prompt won't be picked if it's sub!Tom/his characters. You guys should know me by now with what I won't write!

Am sure you also know that there's not much in regards to fucked up/darkness that I won't try.

This is just for Tom/his characters but I might accept if you want Tom/character plus another person.

I might end up blending two prompts together if they fit, don't complain if I do! It means more chance of people getting their prompts fulfilled.

If you want a certain name for the OC written, tell me!

No asking for a continuation of *such and such* if I feel something fits a previous one shot, or fic, I'll do it.

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I NEED HELP ON FINDING A FIC

So it was Adam (only lovers left alive) x reader. It basically was Adam finding reader after they've been turned into a vampire and left to die. So Adam takes her to his house and helps her to adapt and it's a bit hard since she refuses to drink blood and isolates herself in a room. There's no Eve in the story. it's a one shot and I have searched tags everywhere, I thought @ladyfluff was the author but I don't think so anymore after scrolling for so long lol.

[auryn-kotori]

Only Lovers Left Alive ~

[peacefulpianist]

Hi everyone, it's been a little while now since I lasted posted a fic. I've finally got some more time and my motivation seems to be back now too so I'm hoping to get back into the swing of it.

To ease the process a bit though I was hoping that you guys would like to send in a few requests to get me started!

I'm happy to write for not just Loki, but any of Tom's characters, with the exception being RPF about him, and I would be willing to also try my hand at Aaron Hotchner if anyone would be interested in something about him too.

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p.s thank you to everyone who's continued to tag me in their incredible works, I promise I'll be getting round to reading them all very soon!

[psychospore]

A Blood Pact

A/N: I just watched Only Lovers Left Alive and I love it so I wanted to make something out of it. Hits too close as I am a Clinical Lab Scientist (I've worked in blood banks before). I enjoyed writing this - be back working on my Loki fics soonest 🥰

Summary: You and Adam had a mutual agreement - exchanging his knowledge for your well-coveted blood.

Word count: 938

Warnings: mentions of blood, details of performing phlebotomy/bloodletting

After Dr. Watson's sudden disappearance. You've managed to take his place at the hospital's blood bank. You are aware of a certain Dr. Faust, a frequent visitor of the Doctor and you are well aware as well that he is Adam, a depressed, reclusive musician who is also a vampire.

It was the middle of the night, and you are working alone processing blood - taking samples as you scanned them under the microscope when you heard the door creak behind you.

"Where's Dr. Watson?" A cold, chilling voice resounded behind you. You turned around and saw a tall, pale man, donning a green scrub suit underneath the laboratory coat, a surgical mask, and a surgical cap. What made it bizarre was the frazzled hair underneath, the dark glasses, and the vintage stethoscope that hung around his neck.

"I am afraid to tell you that Dr. Watson is no longer employed in this institution. He was relieved of his duty not too long ago," you responded as you turn your swivel chair to face your visitor.

"That is unfortunate news, has he left anything for me," his voice muffled under the mask.

"He has not. His departure was sudden but I have an idea of what you might be looking for," you answered as you took your latex gloves off.

"I'm not sure I understand what you mean" he cautiously replied.

"Dr. Faust... Such a fine name, is it not Adam?"

Tension rose as he starts to scan you with his eyes for any signs of hostile behavior, standing defensively.

"Do not fret, I am not here to implicate you. Rather I'd like to offer a proposal,"

"Go on," his brow furrowed at your words.

"I offer you, blood - I practically control the blood here in this hospital, whatever goes in and out. If that's not enough, I offer you my own blood - O negative and uncontaminated, just how you like it" you offered him

"I cannot possibly suck your own blood, you will get turned and I won't risk it," his deep voice responded.

"silly man, of course, you won't have the luxury of sucking it straight from me. I'll have it drawn right in front of you so you can rest easy that the supply is fresh," you answered.

"why are you doing this? What's in it for you?"

"I need your great mind. Someone close to me has been turned by one of you. I'm so close to finding a cure but I would need your help to find the answer," you sternly answered, he can see the determination in your eyes.

"you've gone to such great lengths but I assure you, your efforts would be fruitless. This affliction is irreversible and I know" he rebutted against you.

"Maybe, but it is worth a try. Indeed, I've gone a long way - even manipulated my way here so I could get closer to you but I swear I'm further along with my research than what you think"

"Fine, but the blood?" He questioned.

"oh right - give me 15 minutes" as you scrambled to get the things you need for the phlebotomy. He sat a few feet away from you.

You decided to use a Heparin blood bag, able to hold as much as half a liter of blood without clotting it - although it doesn't last very long compared to usual preservatives, it's a natural blood anticoagulant and you know he will consume your blood in no time so it wasn't really an issue. You placed the empty blood bag on the shaker, so it could constantly agitate the drawn blood, evenly spreading the anticoagulant.

You took off your lab coat to expose and extend your arm and lay it securely on the table. You saw in your peripheral view how intently Adam was looking at you. You wrapped your upper arm firmly with a blue tourniquet, palpated the site, then carefully wiped the site of entry first with a swab of alcohol, then povidone-iodine. Once it dried, you unsheathed the 18 gauge needle attached to the blood bag.

With one swift motion, you punctured your median-cubital vein using the large needle and a surge of blood ran straight toward the blood bag. The pressure was strong enough that the blood bag was filled in less than 10 minutes. You gently tugged off the tourniquet, and covered the site with gauze before pulling the needle out and sheathing the cover back. You pressed firmly on your punctured wound to stop the bleeding but Adam seemed to catch the scent of the fresh blood as his head was knocked back baring his fangs - you realized that he pulled down his mask, revealing a well-chiseled face underneath.

You carefully packed the filled blood bag and handed it to him. "Here you go. Come visit anytime if you need some more."

He looks at you with sheer lust looming in his eyes - he wanted to burrow his fangs on your exposed neck as he feasts on you then and there, your scent was too exquisite, too surreal, unadulterated blood pulsating through your veins - which he tried to fight off by hurriedly grabbing the blood bag and stuffing it inside his leather bag. He tried handing you a wad of cash but you told him to save it for later. He didn't complain anymore as the scent of your blood was starting to overwhelm him.

He took a deep sigh as he drove off from his car, which you saw as you peeked through your window. You were utterly sure he'll be back soon enough as you resumed where you left off.

[holdmytesseract]

Hello there and congrats to you! FMK.. prince hal, adam and will ransome?

Hello! 🤗 Thank you for joining in on the sleepover!

Alright, let's see...

Fuck - Prince Hal. I mean... I have to. 👀

Marry - Will. Yeah, I know the plot of Essex Serpent, but... It doesn't have to be this way, right?

Kiss - Adam. I think Adam needs lots of hugs, kisses and dancing.

What about you @queenoffiresign88 ?

Sidenote: Your request may take me a lil' while. I have quite a few sitting in my askbox. I hope you understand. 🤗

[liminalpebble]

Another Unhinged Gathering (Spooky Edition) 💚🎃💚

My dear sweet lovely thirsty whores I have gathered you together today to have another unhinging thirstfest and celebrate the most magical season (and the near return of our collective horned boyfriend).

We're all sitting around a fire pit with hot drinks, wearing lovely soft blankets around our shoulders (and costumes!) . What is yours? I made pumpkin scones. What are you bringing to the potluck?

Oh here's Johnathan Pine, coming out the door in his crisp little three piece suit asking if all of us "lovely ladies" are enjoying our stay at this lodge and will gladly prepare the hot tub for us later.

Adam is lurking in the treeline. Leaning moodily against at a tree. He's thirsty and thinks we all look delicioussss.

Hux is quietly sipping tea and stroking Millicent the cat...but ohhhh does he have plans.

Eddie's just pulled up with a cheap six pack and a lunchbox full of "magical herbs" for our enjoyment. He even made brownies. He's already running around and jumping into piles of leaves while singing Black Sabbath. He loves Halloween, and wants to snuggle up with all of us later to watch horror moves.

We're all wondering where Loki is, but of course, he's probably running fashionably late. I wonder what kind of spectacular entrance he'll make? Do any of you see him?

There's a figure out there by the water as well with a lovely blue sweater, scarf, and wind-tussled curls. Is it a ghost? Is it the fabled ghost of Mr. Sharpe or Reverend Ransome haunting the grounds?

Oakley is surely around somewhere being a little shit (probably swiping Eddie's special brownies).

So let's pour that spiked cider, enjoy our basic bitch lattes, eat some apple pastry, be hot as fuck in our Halloween costumes and thirst in unison.

@acidcasualties @lokischambermaid @lokisgoodgirl @mischief2sarawr @holdmytesseract @infinitystoner @smolvenger @tripleyeeet @take-everything-you-can @leelei1980 @unlucky-number-13 @unfocused81 @sweetsigyn @veemoon @loz-3 @little-wormwood @littlespaceyelf @glitchquake @viv-annelore @lokihiddleston @peachyjinx @peaches1958 @gigglingtiggerv2 @marcotheflychair @mochie85 @muddyorbs @sunflowerdaydreamer @sailorholly @holymultiplefandomsbatman @thedistractedagglomeration @hellfirenacht @thenerdyoldersister @alexakeyloveloki @lemongingerart @eddiethehunted @fanfic-collection @girl-next-door-writes @fictive-sl0th @mischiefmaker615 @icytrickster17 @ladyofthestayingpower @sarahscribbles @anukulee

[joyful-enchantress]

Sneak Peek, Anyone?

A teaser for my soon-to-be-posted Adam (OLLA) x Fem!Reader fic, Love At First Bite, is below the cut... enjoy! Hopefully this will tide you over until I finish it up ;)

Update: The teaser is still below the cut, but the whole fic has been posted! You can read it here.

"Y/N, my love, I would be lying if I told you that your suggestion doesn't sound... divine. My reluctance to grant your request does not stem from a lack of desire, I assure you. In fact, it is just the opposite. I fear that I desire it too strongly -- that I'd enjoy it too much. That I'd be unable to control myself... unable to bring myself to stop."

You held your breath, completely captivated by his words; this was a new revelation -- he was being more honest with you than he'd ever been. If you were being truthful, it did scare you a little. But it didn't make the idea of Adam drinking from you any less arousing.

His eyes swam with unshed tears as he continued.

"I am ashamed, darling. Ashamed of how much I want it." He blinked and one of those tears broke free, toppling over the edge of his cheekbone and leaving a glistening trail down the side of his face. "And I know you trust me with your life, Y/N, but the trouble is, I don't trust myself..."

There was a pregnant pause -- Adam took a deep breath and he slowly swallowed, as if he was pushing down his own fear. What happened next sent a shiver down your spine and a jolt of arousal to your heated core.

His pupils dilated and his eyes darkened with lust before he continued, "...at least not yet."

[all-or-nothing-baby]

adam's victorian, detroit USA — only lovers left alive, jim jarmusch, 2013.

[auryn-kotori]

Only Lovers Left Alive

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