#and the vampire bond thing

[crazykuroneko]

as the most shameless fanfics enthusiast, these results are still hurting me

and edging is still very rare, and there isn't a Hanahaki fic yet

[vyncentevelyn]

Kas!Eddie: *running to Steve with his cheeks full like a chipmunk*

Steve: Eds?

Kas!Eddie: *grabs Steve’s face with both hands*

Steve: EDDIE?!? What -

Kas!Eddie: *smooshes their mouths together, invades Steve’s mouth with tongue and too much blood*

Steve: *choking on Eddie’s /tongue/ and /holy shit is this blood/ and /what the fuck are we kissing/*

Kas!Eddie: *pulls away, blood all over his mouth and running down his chin and neck, just smirking*

Steve: *coughing and gagging and /not in the tiniest bit, no absolutely not, turned on/* WHAT THE FUCK EDS?

Kas!Eddie: We bond.

Steve: *drags hand across mouth* Couldn’t we bond over like a game of basketball?

Kas!Eddie: *makes face at /basketball/*

Steve: Or *snaps fingers and points at Eddie* a mixed tape?

Kas!Eddie: *tilts head* Bond like bats. *points to matching scar*

Steve: *sighs*

Robin: Hi. Yeah, since no one else got bit by the demobats then we’re like free for the blood spit bonding right? Cause like, that was disgusting…like where did the blood even come from…

Steve: It is taking everything in me not to figure that out. I don’t even want to know.

Kas!Eddie: *grabbing Steve and pulling him close, arm and wing around his shoulder, smiles at Robin* We bond.

Robin: ….good….?

Kas!Eddie: Mine.

Steve: Yours?

Kas!Eddie: *gasps, nuzzles into Steve’s neck and starts purring*

Robin: Ohhhhhh!

Steve: *genuinely confused but not pushing Eddie off of him quite yet* What? What /ohhhhh/?

Robin: I think he’s asking you out.

Steve: *eyes grow wide*

Robin: And I think you said yes.

Kas!Eddie: *still nuzzling Steve* We bond.

Steve: *blushing*

Robin: Congrats.

More Kas!Eddie here.

[moeblob]

Impulsively shoving a guy's hand in your mouth after having the thought "oh just like when my little sister used to prick herself on a rose thorn" and then immediately being treated like a pet who ate something they shouldn't have? Wonderful. Thank you, Thane.

(also not pictured is Thane apparently trying to scrape your tongue with his hand BEFORE pouring the holy water down your throat because NO. BAD.)

[sleevebuscemii]

louis is saur funny because he chalks up everything about his attachment to lestat to their ‘vampire bond’ but louis was a human whole being when he went out with that man every night even after he saw him stop time and read minds. he was a human whole being when for their first time, he had a threesome with that man and let him literally drink his actual blood. he was a Human Whole Being when he kissed and devoted himself to that man in a church on the day of his brother’s funeral after said man killed and maimed two priests (one who louis clearly knew very personally) before his very damn eyes. this is a not a ‘what came first the chicken or the egg’ situation mr du lac. the court finds that you were dickmatized before you were ever vampire bonded.

[sleepyminty]

No wonder Marshall Lee and Fionna is so close like family, had Marceline and Fionna met they would definitely sister

[enobariasdistrict2]

random thought but there was once this couple in my junior year biology class who were really sweet towards each other & always laughing with/teasing one another and i honestly couldn't tell if they were a couple or really good best friends (until they confirmed they were a couple later on lmao). and that's honestly the goal for all my fictional ships/hope for my irl serious relationships tbh

[fascinationstreetmp3]

you know i don't even really care what they do with armand and daniel going forward (or... back) because armand has already had his teeth in daniel's neck and daniel has already filled himself up and been reborn with armand's blood. that boundary between them has been shattered, armand's broken his 500 year long vow, they both have the same blood in their veins, they're as close as they can get without climbing inside each other. and nothing that happens going forward is ever gonna change that 😌 the bond that can never fully be severed

[kindaorangey]

sorry to say but the maker-fledgling/parent-child relationship dynamics make DM so much juicier. and i don't mean that in a kinky way in the slightest i mean it's insane to be adamant about never having a child for 500 years, break that vow on a whim and then be a deadbeat dad for a bit. and also on the more lighthearted and sappy side of things it's really interesting for a dying man in his 70s to be given another shot at life, with eternity ahead of him and the power of an ancient in his veins to inherit over the course of that eternity. idk idk! it's just neat.

[luoniiel]

another fake vtmb screencap! this time with my sopping wet mess of a toreador, atlas

[monstersandmaw]

So many story ideas running round my head and no energy or time to write them all. ToT

[vyncentevelyn]

Steve: *staring intently at Eddie*

Eddie: *pretending like everything is fine and good and normal*

Steve: Eds.

Eddie: *looks down at shoes* *looks at the fraying shoelace* *pay attention to only the way the fraying shoelaces looks, count the threads*

Steve: Eddie.

Eddie: *begins to sweat*

Steve: EDDIE. MUNSON. I swear to god.

Eddie: *…4, 5, 6, 7…*

Steve: *sighs* Eddie look at me.

Eddie: *quickly glances up and then back down*

Steve: Jesus Christ. You are the color of a boiled chicken breast. Please, and I’m honestly begging you, just drink some of my blood.

Eddie: *pulls handfuls of hair across his face* …mmph.

Steve: Get your hair out of your mouth and try again.

Eddie: ....bumidunnwannabye...dunwanna....

Steve: Dude, I don't know what the fuck you're saying. So you have two choices either come out of your hair and bite me, or I'm slicing my hand open.

Eddie: *peers up through his lashes at Steve with watery red eyes, his hair still shoved in his mouth*

Steve: *an utter sap for Eddie's eyes, smiles* Yeah, wanna just make it easy?

Eddie: *not so gracefully spits out all of his hair* Pfft. Um?

Steve: *shaking his head reassuringly* It's better if you do it.

Eddie: Better? Maaaannnnn.....I don't....knooowwwww...

Steve: You don't. I'm the one getting bit. So trust me. It's better. And like...*shrugs*...we're bonded, right?

Eddie: *quickly grabs Steve's shoulders and pulls him close to him and bites before he can think about it anymore*

Steve: *gasps*

Eddie: *mumbles into Steve's skin* ....strawberry....

[maenecoon]

so like

remember how i used to be a phayurain blog -

@alittlebitofrainbyyourside inspired me, a few months ago, to write something about vampires and biting.

soo i'm thinking about sire phayu who's fangs are aching. it flares up occasionally because of his improper vampire development phase (long story short, phayu was neglected as a fledgling and thus has some "defective" vampire traits).

when phayu's fangs ache, they ache like a bitch, bc of Vampire Urges, he needs to sink his teeth into something. hard. preferably repeatedly. he'd use to teeth on wood, but it's not the most comfortable thing to chew, not to mention it doesn't taste great (phayu, having the rare vampire phenomenon of having functioning taste buds).

enter fledgling rain, who is eager to help his sire. a bit too eager. when rain's teeth ache, phayu offers him his thigh/neck to fang warm, so it's only right that rain returns the favour. he offers himself as a chew toy, baring his pale neck and blinking up at phayu innocently. waiting for phayu to use him and bite him.

phayu who might be a bit hesitant initially because he's afraid of overwhelming and hurting rain. he's extra careful with the pain control, making sure rain feels as little as possible, making sure his bite stings as less as he can make them. making careful little bites in the fat of his shoulder.

and then rain who, very rudely, grabs phayu by the hair, pulling him away from his neck. phayu who overlooks the insubordination and is just about to apologise when rain whines because phayu isn't biting hard enough!

phayu is a bit confused, but honestly, he should've seen it coming bc rain is a pain slut and he knows. i think he's just so used to being Too Much for his other partners that he treats rain the same way by default - like he's glass. (honestly phayus fault for corrupting rain tho ngl)

anyways. phayu who starts to play down the numbing effects of his bites. waiting for rain to have one of his mouthy little rants before phayu bites him down hard. rain letting out a wobbly yelp of surprise. phayu deciding he loves the way rain sounds when he cries, so pretty and wrecked. having to bite him again and again and again.

next time he won't use his aching fangs as an excuse. next time he'll bite so hard that it draws up blood, blood warm from rain's previous feed (basically, phayu's own "blood", lmao). no longer showing any inhibition when digging his fangs into rain. in fact, using his sire control to further disable rain's pain control, making the sensation of the bite feel further heightened.

(i think it'd make rain cum on the spot. phayu continuing regardless, praising rain for taking his bites so well, praising rain for being so pretty when he cries, his voice so beautiful when he screams from pain and over sensitivity.)

just! biting! biting biting biting! clearly i am missing the og vampire boys a little bit :,))

tbh,, it was thinking about vampkimchay that had me thinking back to vampphayurain (love bites au) and how i just completely stopped writing them because i couldn't get past the courting stage. the story needed to continue with phayu trying to court rain. i thought smut was the hard part to write but i didn't consider ✨feelings✨ would be the scarier thing. let's not get into how that reflects on me personally LOL but anyways!

if you're still here, thanks for listening to my rambles. the first installment of this au is linked below. i've written five parts of vampphayurain being cute/horny/trying to navigate their relationship as sire and childe, so if that interests you then maybe you could check it out 🦇

[uozlulu]

A Discord group I'm in: Here's a prompt list for Pride month. Let's write some DM fics! Me: Oh boy oh boy! I've not written for this fandom in a while Me: [reads all the prompts] Me: [several hours later] Me: Low key want to write a fic where when Claudia runs away she ends up in France and meets Santiago and in turn the coven Me: Me: Me: Many thoughts not sure if I can write them but many thoughts and none of them what I thought I'd get inspiration to write

[forcedhesitation]

I love that the bg3 guys are all written to have this intense adoration of karlach and lae’zel’s abilities to absolutely eviscerate their enemies. they’ve all got the same taste in women, which is “she could gut the big scary man chasing me, and then princess carry me to safety in her blood spattered arms.” and I respect and relate to that, as a bisexual man myself.

[eddiemunsonappreciationsociety]

MY WORD IS MY BOND

Chapter 15: Am I your dream girl? You think of me in bed

"Do you have a pool?" I ask as I look out the kitchen window into the dark garden.

"Oh shit, yeah, you're gonna love this." he chuckles to himself, stopping mid-cooking to walk over to me.

He flicks on a switch next to the back door and the garden, and pool, are illuminated.

"You can't be serious." I let out a loud laugh, shaking my head.

There is indeed a pool, and it seems to be lined, not with the usual blue or white tiles, but blood-red ones.

"I had a choice between this and one of Ozzy's old places, but this pipped it for me." as he speaks he wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me to him, speaking his words into my hair. "Do you want to go swimming?"

"I don't have anything to wear."

"Oh, my pool has a strictly naked-only policy."

"Oh wow, how long has that been a policy?" I tease back.

"About twelve seconds." I turn to face him and he's grinning like a goofball

"I thought you were feeding me," I remind him, trying to change the subject.

"Oh yes, of course." He slaps his hand to his forehead, flicks the switch off and zooms back to where he was slicing halloumi for me.

I take a seat on one of the stools at the island and watch as he starts breading and cooking the pieces. I enjoy seeing him in this setting: domestic Eddie was hot. I watch the muscles in his arms move as he cooks for me, bulging at the arms of his t-shirt. As he's plating up he catches my eye, grinning at me with a toothy smile, dark eyes glittering under the kitchen lights.

"And voila," he says as he places down my plate.

He has made me breaded halloumi in a tortilla wrap, stuffed with crispy pieces of cheese, salad and a sweet chilli sauce. It looks and smells fantastic, Eddie's face looks smug as I bite into it and groan.

"Oh wow, that's insane." I take another bite and notice he hasn't got one. "Are you not eating?"

"Erm, I... I made sure I was well fed before you came." he says, face and voice suddenly quiet and a little sheepish.

"Ah, that makes sense, good thinking." I nod, continuing to eat my wrap, smiling.

I don't want to make him think that has scared me, because he hasn't. It makes me feel safer. And it does make total sense.

I finish up my food and he takes me back to the living room, and we stick Shaun of the Dead on, with the half intention of staying up and watching the entire cornetto trilogy. But within fifteen minutes I am on Eddie's lap, mouths fused together as his hands are running over my legs, under my dress.

He stops suddenly, pulling back and leaning his forehead against mine as we both try to slow our heavy breathing.

"Do you, uh, want to watch this in my room?" he pants, one of his hands still rubbing circles on my outer thigh.

"Sure," my voice is embarrassingly high.

"Why don't you get your bag and I'll get my box and we'll head up."

I feel the blood rush to my cheeks, I don't know why my overnight bag was making me so embarrassed, but it was and I see him grin as he succeeds in making me blush. I slide off his lap and head over to my bag, as I turn with it I see Eddie readjusting his erection in his pants before grabbing his box.

"Come on then," he slides his fingers into mine and leads me out of the living room, down a hall and up some stairs.

We arrive at a large double door, he opens it and pulls me in eagerly. I'm speechless as I take in the room, the modern gothic feel has continued. The room is huge, plush black carpet is underfoot and the walls are decorated with expensive-looking art. There's a circular bar in the corner of the room, of course. The room is dominated by a huge four-poster bed, a thick duvet and the plumpest cushions I'd ever seen.

"Have you got me here under false pretences, I don't see a telly." I cross my arms as I peer around the room.

"I am under no illusion most of the film will be missed by us, but I'd never lie to you," he says this as he takes a remote in his hand, clicking a button two parts of the ceiling open up, one above the bed and one across from it. A projector and a huge screen descend into the room, and once more my jaw falls open.

"Holy fuck, I am never leaving." I dive onto the bed and sink into luxurious bedding.

"That's absolutely fine with me." Eddie grins.

He walks over to the other side of the bed and perches on the end, remote still in hand as he selects Shain of the Dead again, resuming where we were. He doesn't attempt to get closer to me as he pulls his box on his lap and begins to roll.

"Are you going to stay over there, or come here?" I ask him as he finishes, patting next to me on the plush pillows.

"Lilith," he starts and the way he says my name twists my insides, honey and gravel. "I haven't felt nerves in almost forty years, yet here you are making my heart race like a human."

I sit with this information and roll it over in my mind, and the absurdity of the whole thing makes an explosive bubble of laughter start in my stomach and come out of my mouth before I can stop it. I'm almost hysterical as I try to catch my breath, I can see Eddie fighting joining in with me.

When the laughter finally dies down he just smiles at me from the edge of the bed. I pat beside me again and he shifts closer this time, wrapping an arm around me and pulling me into him. I hand him a lighter and we spoke as we watch some of the film, his thumb softly stroking the skin of my upper arm. Every part of where our skin touches crackles with magick and I feel like I've had a charger plugged into me.

I wave my fingers lazily and movements begin to happen in the corner of Eddie's room. Glass and ice clink as I wiggle my fingertips a little more. Eddie's dark eyes watch in wonder as I magick us some drinks, I watch him take his one from the air, eyebrows disappearing into his curly brown mop.

"That was amazing." he takes a big sip and his eyes widen even more. "Wow, it tastes so good."

"Did you expect anything less from me?"

"Absolutely not."

"I thought you said you'd spent time with witches before," I find myself leaning into the earlier feeling, despite not wanting to.

"I've had some really great witches in my life, ones I'd call friends, but I don't think they'd call me that. They helped me out, I helped them out but we didn't hang out so I never got to see them do this."

"I try not to do magick so frivolously, especially not the day after coke but I feel like I've spent the day charging."

"Do you think it's because of me?" he asks so meekly it breaks my heart a little.

"Eddie, it's completely because of you." I slide my hand up his arms, feeling the hum of energy between us. "Do you feel it too?"

"The electricity?" he whispers and I nod. "Very much so. Has... does this happen with anyone else?"

I shake my head and I see relief flood his face.

"Just me?" he asks, now smirking.

"Just you."

His hand touches my cheek, cupping the side of my face, pulling me to him. Our mouths meet again and almost instantly his tongue is battling mine. The electricity, as he'd called it, crackles between us as he runs his hand up my legs, under my dress. I find myself leaning back and he moves on top of me. He adjusts so his knee is between my legs, sliding up and adjusting himself so he brushes me again and I shudder. Holy fuck why is a man's knee so good between your thighs?

It takes everything I have not to grind myself against his leg like an animal in heat. Eddie does not seem to like this as he brings his knee up further between my thighs and I gasp. My own hands wander up the back of his shirt and scratch at his back and this causes him to moan into my mouth. The noise makes my toes curl. I find my hands wandering down and grabbing him through his trousers. He seems to falter, completely freezing for a second before resuming kissing me with a fierceness.

"You're holding back, let go," he whispers as his mouth slides to my ear, kissing and nipping at the lobe before he makes his way down to my throat.

And I do let go, I buck my hips to grind against his thigh.

"Good girl," he croons against my throat and I whimper at him calling me this.

My fingers slide beneath his waistband and grasp him in my hand. He inhales sharply and I feel his mouth pause against the pulse on my throat. I can feel his hot breath come out if his parted lips.

"Fuck, literal magick hands," he murmurs softly against my skin before pulling back and rolling away. "I feel like I'm going to cum from just you touching me, that energy is like an actual vibration."

I listen to his panting breath, which picks up as I slide my hand over the prominent bulge in his sweatpants.

"There's only one way to get used to that," I whisper, hand sliding up under his shirt and stroking his strong stomach and chest.

I watch as I pull the bottom of his shirt up to reveal his stomach. My eyes roam over the trail of hair leading from his belly button down to the band on his bottoms. They roam back up as I lift the shirt further up his body and he finally helps me pull out over his head. I take in his broad chest and wide shoulders, a strong stomach and thick arms, almost every inch covered in tattoos. I run my fingertips over the intricate artwork, across his chest and gently across his nipple and he inhales sharply.

"Do you want to get back on my thigh?" Eddie asks and his voice is steady and it stirs something deep within me.

I nod, awestruck at how much my body is buzzing.

"No, use your words."

"Yes please, Eddie." I manage to stutter.

"Good girl," he replies "so polite."

He grabs me by the waist and lifts me with ease, moving me so I'm straddling his thigh again. He lifts his leg and keeps hold of my hips, helping me ride his thigh. The friction between me and him was electric, the way he was guiding me, the look he was giving me... it was all too intense and I'm so close to cumming before I even get to truly know what was going on.

"Fuck, Eddie I'm really close." I manage to gasp.

He suddenly lifts his leg even higher, knocking me forward onto him. One of his arms wraps around me, holding me down onto him firmly, the other hand is gripping my waist hard, still guiding me on his thigh as he helps me ride his leg until I'm a quivering mess.

"Cum for me, let go,"

My whole body is rocked with the feeling of, what can only be described as, pure ecstasy. I allow myself to feel it all as I shudder and jerk against Eddie's body. Both his arms are now wrapped around me, one hand stroking my hair as he kisses my temple and my forehead softly. My eyes are firmly shut, my ear on Eddie's chest and I can hear his heart fluttering as fast as mine.

"Are things floating?" I whisper, still keeping my eyelids shut

"Mmmhmm," he replies, almost smug sounding. 

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MY WORD IS MY BOND

Enchanted, you thought you saw something in my eyes The applause of the crowd dies down as I place my guitar back in the case and take if of

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My Word Is My Bond

Part Two: You’re addictive, so indicative of my inhibitions After Eddie leaves, I stare at where he sat for a minute or so. I am trying to c

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PART THREE

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Part Three: But you had to have him, and so you did I stomp around the house, fuming at my inner witch. I think about breakfast but I don't

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Part Four: You appeal to a girl like me, told me every blessing has a scar Can he call me? I mean yeah, he can call me. Do I want him to?

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Part Five: It's a strong magnetic field, monolithic in its feel Over the next week, Eddie and I spend every spare moment talking to each ot

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Part Six: Boy, look at you lookin' at me! As I approach the restaurant I text Eddieto let him know I'm here and his reply is fast: Head in,

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Part Eight: Your kiss rips through the shadows reminder, this is Eddie Munson A/U I tell Eddie to meet me in the park around the corner fro

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Part Nine: All gilded and golden, yes, I'm your girl I take Chance home, get her settled and promise I'll be back in a few hours. Eddie send

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Part Ten: I couldn't help it, yes, I let it get in: the helpless optimism of spring After my nap I start my full moon duties by placing crys

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Part Eleven: You can bet I don't regret it for a second, it's a pleasure, it's a reckoning TW language, sexual content "I miss you," Eddie s

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Part Twelve: and I think that you're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen "He's asked me to stay at his place tonight," I whisper to a s

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[chieftyphoonchaos]

A calm Safin Sunday.🍵🍵❤️❤️

Together with my beautiful fiancée Countess Mathilde/Rose, Dou Dou one of her best friends Morticia and her husband Gomez and their newborn daughter Wednesday and her mother and Thing, I wish you a beautiful and peaceful Sunday and a lovely tea time with your loved ones and friends.

The Adams family honoured us with a visit and their congratulations on our wedding next year and will also be our witnesses at that very big and beautiful moment in our "Poison Garden".

Much love.....

Lytsifer and Mathilde❤️❤️

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