#billy vampire au

[francixoxoxo]

⋆.˚✩ Bloodlust 𓆩𓆪

𝐕𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐝

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐤. 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

@milliesfishes 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬!!!

Billy knew what was wrong the moment he called your name, unbuckling his gun belt and expecting a warm welcome home after a tiring day. All he got was a weak mumble from some room in the small house.

“Honey?” He called, hanging his hat on the coat rack, his boots thumping on the wood floor. Billy’s forehead was creasing. Well, he wasn’t expecting a king’s welcome, no red carpet or nothing, but he was a bit spoiled by you to expect a hug and kiss hello.

Billy realized your voice was coming from the bedroom, “Here,” you croaked. When he stepped into the doorway, he stopped in his tracks a moment.

There you laid, ever-beautiful, on your side with both hands tucked between your thighs. Your cheek was in the pillow, your usually entrancing eyes hollow as they lifted to meet Billy’s. “Hi.” You murmured, watching as Billy crossed the floor and sat on the edge of the bed. He twisted to look at you, his calloused hand smoothing back your silky hair.

“Hey, baby doll..” Billy cooed, brows slightly lowered. His azure eyes darted over you almost frantically. “You okay?”

He knew the answer. He knew you were lying as you nodded that pretty little head of yours. He felt a bit sick looking down at your state.

“When’s the last time you ate, huh pretty girl?” Billy hummed, trying to keep his tone as lilted and cheery as he could manage, like he was talking to a sick kid. His expression betrayed his worry for you.

You shrugged lamely. Your lips moved silently for a moment, eyebrows pinching, before you spoke, defeated. “A few days.”

“How many’s a few?” Now, Billy couldn’t keep the distress from his voice.

“Five.” You breathed, you let your eyes flutter shut. You hear Billy click his tongue against his teeth, open your eye a crack to see him shaking his head at the window across from the bed. He sighed your name.

“What? I didn’t want to go out and— and hurt anybody, so I just put it off. I’ll go hunt when—“ Billy cut you off firmly.

“When y’cant move?” Billy hissed, the hand on your head moving down to the outer cusp of your shoulder. You opened your eyes, making eye contact as he told you off. You knew he had good intentions, he always did, but you were defiant above all else. “Or is that already happenin’? You were just gonna wait ‘till you’re too weak to even fix your lips to ask for some help?”

“I don’t need help. I’ll go tomorrow.” You huff, and Billy shakes his head. You had to admit— he was hot when he was angry with you. His nostrils flaring, brows thick and drawn low, eyes intense.

“No. No, you ain’t puttin’ this off any longer.” Billy fumed, breathing out like a bull through his nose. He shakes his head again as he makes quick and messy work of the bandana around his collar.

Only Billy could get mad that you weren’t taking care of yourself the way he would.

Your brows draw together, your hand moving to his forearm in a moot attempt to stop him. “Billy, no.”

“Yes.” Billy’s tone was firm, his expression serious. He wouldn’t budge on this, would he? But you wouldn’t let him win.

“I’m not feeding off you.” You hiss, but you can’t stop him from tossing aside his neck scarf and unbuttoning his collar. He clocks the way you swallow hard. Fuck all, he just smells so good.

The moment he walked through the door you were reminded of the dull, aching pang of hunger in your stomach. Billy’s scent was intense, overpowering, tempting. Even when you weren’t so starved. So unbelievably difficult to refuse, and he was just making things harder for you.

Billy gently took hold of both your forearms, lifting you to sit upright beside him. You were so weak that you leaned against him, his arm curling around your torso and holding you upright. “C’mere, c’mon.. Up y’go, baby girl.” You bury your nose in his shoulder, feeling awfully dizzy— dizzy with weakness, dizzy with that awful, gnawing hunger, dizzy with the smell of Billy.

“C’mon, baby.” Billy cooed, his hand not supporting you gently cradling your head and bringing it closer to his neck. He hoped you didn’t clock the way he swallowed hard. “You need it.”

“I won’t.” You breathed, but your voice wasn’t very assured. You sounded more like you were convincing yourself as much as him.

Billy wouldn’t have denied his nerves. You’d never fed from him. You swore you never would. But he was asking you to, he knew that you needed blood now. You were his top priority. So he disregarded the wavering of his hand as he stroked your hair, feeling your nose against his neck. “C’mon. Just a little. Just so y’can have energy t’hunt.” Billy assured you. “Please, baby, you’re scarin’ me.”

You squeezed your eyes shut. Oh, you’d never forgive yourself. But you gently rubbed your nose to his neck, letting out a shudders breath. “Just a little.” You murmured. Billy nodded. But he knew he’d let you suck him dry if that’s what you needed.

He’d do anything for you.

You opened your mouth, your pearly fangs sinking into his neck and piercing the skin. Oh, the moment you tasted him, you were a goner. You could hardly think. Your mind was him, fully and utterly him, no room for anything but him.

Billy groaned in pain, his face screwing up and his hand tensing in your hair, but not pulling. It was such a strange feeling, such a draining and achy sensation. But it was helping you. You gained the strength to reach your hand up to tangle in his dark hair, your free hand resting gently over the opposite side of his neck. He tasted delicious, like a drug you couldn’t get off.

A grotesquely intimate thing, it was. A macabre, romantic thing, that Billy trusted you to take only what you needed. A morbid pleasure in drinking him in, the taste of his blood like crimson ambrosia on your tongue. More intimate than an ‘I love you,’ he’d dare say, though he knew he wouldn’t ever stop saying those words. More intimate than sex, though you knew you’d never get tired of his touch.

You were lost in it. His pained grunts and whimpers were the only way you could pull away from him, the only thing that could permeate your bloodlust-hazed mind. He grunted your name in a wavering, low and pleading voice.

You were careful to lick over the puncture wounds, sealing the wound and staunching the blood flow. Your hunger was barely satiated, but it was enough to feel alive again. You rested your forehead on his shoulder, licking your lips and wiping your chin with your knuckles.

“God.” Billy breathed, a hesitant hand coming to brush over the marks you’d left in his neck.

“There wasn’t anything holy about that.” You murmured bitterly, panting against his shirt, watching as the blood dribbling down your chin dripped onto the bed sheets. Billy turned his cheek, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head.

“Don’t care.” Billy says into your hair, his voice low, gravelly and masculine. “You feel better, baby girl?”

You couldn’t deny that you did. Oh, you hated yourself for it as you nodded against his shoulder. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” You whispered, your voice meek and broken.

With surprising strength for a man whose mind was reeling from blood loss, Billy wrapped his other arm around your middle and pulled you into his lap, your legs across his. He looked up at you, those blue eyes filled with something you dared to name worshipping. “Don’t say sorry. I wanted you to, remember?” Billy pressed a kiss to your jaw, letting you thump your forehead against his.

Delicately, he swipes his calloused thumb across your chin, wiping up his own blood. “I love you, Billy, I love you.” You murmur, your brows drawing together in guilt. He simply couldn’t have that.

“I love you.” Billy cooed, his nose nudging yours affectionately. He pulls you into a loving yet chaste kiss, not torturing you with another taste of him. You were infinitely grateful, your fingers gently massaging his scalp. He leaned into the touch. “I’d do it again. If you wanted me to.”

“I wouldn’t.” Your reply was firm and instant. Billy nodded after a lingering moment, nosing your cheek. His eyelashes brushed against your skin and tickled you.

“I ‘least taste good?” Billy let out a breathy chuckle, trying to lighten the mood, as always. A faint smile crosses your lips.

“Delicious.”

[loseractivities]

RAHHHHHHHH🐺🐺🧛🏻🧛🏻

silly @zombie-jed i loved your werewolf stu vampire billy idea. sm🥰

waowwww lookie🥰🥰

[latenightsundayblues]

TW: Stabbing, bloody slash wounds

Jennifer's Body X Scream AU (Stuilly centered)!!!!

I promised some doodles so im gonna deliver the doodles. Thought of this when I finished watching that satanic sapphic mess of a movie (jenny LOVED needy FOR REAL and I don't trust anyone who tells me otherwise) and felt like doing a little spin with the other aggressively gay teen slasher currently rotting my brain rn

Stu loved his best friend, he really did; even after Billy called him all sorts of names throughout the years and recently attempted to devour his second best buddy out of jealousy. But it was time their toxic (and now, due to demonic indie rock band fuckery, deadly) relationship came to an end. Unfortunately, it seems like Incubi have extremely quick healing factors. It doesn't make Billy any less furious at Stu's audacity (which threatens to cross the line into suicidal stupidity more often than necessary).

[thediktatortot]

Rendered the Vampire!Steve Harringrove we’re Billy is about to be lunch turned lover. (Piece for @adelacreations)

See Night version below.

[friendoftheknife]

yea i got into this punk au too or maybe it's something close to lostboys who knowsss (urge to see our babies like vampire family or smth) watch out billy enters his killer protective mod he is the youngest

[queen-drawing]

what if adult finn visited vampire world in Fiona and cake season 2?

[liverditty]

Flayed, Parched and Thirsting.

Creature of the Night, Billy Hargrove

[gttinyprincess]

The warmth your love offers

Vampire! Billy x human male reader

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It's not unusual for (Y/N) to wake up in the middle of the night. Struggling with nightmares, memories soaked in blood. He's used to waking up drenched in sweat and struggling to breath.

But tonight is different. Tonight there are large calloused hands running over his waist and soft lips mouthing at his neck. He stretches slightly, rolling over in strong arms. "(Y/N)" the voice is soft and husky. "You smell so good" he groans burying himself in their neck once again.

"Do you need to feed?" He asks, running a hand between the blonde's shoulder blades. The light scratch of fangs is his reply. "Please, (Y/N)" Billy begs softly, moving up to run his lips in a feather light touch against the shell of (Y/N)'s) ear. "Just a little bit" he pleads "just let me taste you."

"Take what you need" the teen responds softly, pushing his hands up to tangle into the back of Billy's hair. Now with his partner's permission Billy pushes (Y/N) onto his back, keeping their bodies pressed close as he shifts to kneel above them. "Thank you" he huffs peppering (Y/N)'s throat with open mouthed kisses "so good to me, so perfect." (Y/N) tilts his head back to allow the blonde more access to his neck, Billy pulls back just enough to drag his eyes over them. A low groan rumbling in his chest at the sight. "So beautiful."

This is nothing new. Billy had a tendency to become needy and oh, so sweet when he needed to feed. Yet, it never fails to fluster the teen.

Billy's smile alone leaves him breathless beneath the other teen. Those once blue eyes slipping to a deep crimson, his hand maps out the skin of (Y/N)'s stomach before shifting up to lay his palm over their heart. Feeling the pulse beneath his hand, a dull repetitive thud. So warm, so alive.

He leans down to capture the other's lips in a sweet kiss. It's a slow kiss, soft and unhurried. Billy's in complete control of himself and the thought has (Y/N) smiling against his lips. He's made so much progress this year alone.

"I'll be gentle" he promises softly against (Y/N)'s lips. "I know you will" the reply comes so easily. One last kiss and then Billy is ducking his head to bury his face in their shoulder, licking a stripe up the pale skin. He can feel the pulse of their heart beneath his tongue, it sets his nerves alight and has his mind screaming for him to bite down and taste them.

He doesn't need much more encouragement than that. Large white fangs break the delicate skin of (Y/N)'s throat. The man flinches, hissing at the initial pain of Billy's teeth sinking into the soft flesh of his neck. It doesn't last long, a gentle warmth is quick to chase the burn away. Soothing his nerves with a wave of pleasure that has (Y/N) relaxing back into the bed with a soft gasp.

They had been so scared the first time Billy had asked to taste them. They had only ever known the pain that came with being bitten, how wrong it felt to give their blood unwillingly drawn from their body to feed something far stronger than themself. So it came as quite a shock to them that Billy had managed to be so gentle with them. He had only felt pain for a moment before his mind was filled with cotton. He was careful, just as he promised them he would be.

Billy had taken his fill, no more than the bare minimum of what he needed, then he had picked them up in strong arms and taken them to their bed.

(Y/N) thinks it might have started then.

Just small things at first. He hadn't realised how stunning Billy was before, of course he knew Billy was an attractive man, but he had chalked it up to vampiric allure. Just another predatory trick. But that idea had quickly failed over the next few weeks.

He found himself having the urge to run his fingers through the blonde's beautiful curls more and more, curious if they were as soft as they looked. Before he had found it hard to look Billy in the eyes for too long, unable to separate his piercing blue eyes from those of his captors red ones. Now though, he found himself flustered whenever those pretty blue eyes fell on him.

Almost breathless under the blonde's attention. He quickly fell for the vampire and just two weeks later he found himself outside of Billy's room, ready to offer himself up to the blonde again.

He felt addicted to the press of lips against his neck, hot breath warming him as Billy takes his time mapping out the skin of (Y/N)'s neck and shoulder.

Now Billy's diet consisted of fifty percent blood bags and fifty percent of his own blood. It only served to deepen their relationship with one another.

Billy swallows mouthful after mouthful of blood, making a couple of pleased grunts every so often. Eventually he pushes himself up, his fangs slipping from their skin with ease. "Incredible, sweetheart" he murmurs breathlessly, leaning down to run his tongue against the blood coating their skin. (Y/N) can't find it in himself to reply, he sinks into the warmth of Billy's voice.

Once the blonde has lapped up any traces of blood, he pulls back to look the teens face over. "You look tired" he murmurs softly, reaching up to trace the backs of his knuckles against their cheek receiving a half hearted hum of agreement.

Hands wrap around his back and waist as Billy rolls them so the human is laying sprawled across his chest with their head over his heart. "Rest darling" he murmurs, rubbing circles into his back between his shoulder blades. "You owe me breakfast in bed" they mumble into the skin of his chest, drawing an amused chuckle from Billy.

"Of course darling" the vampire agrees with ease, his voice dripping with adoration. Anything for his sweet human. He strokes down (Y/N)'s back, murmuring soft words to him, even long after they've fallen.

Each day he reminds the vampire of what luck he struck when he made the rash decision to save the human.

[celestialspecial]

Blood Rush

Warnings: Mentions of Blood/ 18+ themes

The pounding beat of the music seemed to reverberate down to the earths mantle. An intense light show swam across the crowd lighting them up in vivid reds and blues, purple tones intermingling on the dance floor.

The entire club was packed to the gills, heat, sweat, and sounds drowned together in one large overwhelming assortment. The entire establishment felt like it was shaking down to its foundation from the pounding bass.

So many warm bodies all in one place. Billy let his eyes close as he leaned over the side of the railing looking down at the crowd. If he focused he could pick out conversations going on all around him.

He didn’t need to strain, no, to their human ears they had to yell. His pale hands gripped the metal pole tighter as he sniffed into the heavy air. Filled with so many different fragrances. Perfumes, sweat, the stench of sex even emanated from a few of the private vip booths.

A lilting soft scent wafted over his nostrils. It was airy, sweet but not overpowering. Whatever it was had his mouth watering. It was blood. But not just any. 

He let his sixth sense drift outwards, hoping to pinpoint exactly where the smell was coming from. Ignoring the ache in his stomach, hungering for whatever delicious morsel was unknowingly going to become his next meal.

The next song started and the strobe lights flickered over the packed interior. He could feel the pulse from the DJ booth, the whole floor felt like it was moving as people jumped up and down.

In his earlier days this place would’ve drove him mad. The bursting colors, unconfined smells, the droning music. And the thirst for blood. He would’ve gone mad.

Now it was the only place he could zone out. Far removed from reality. The one place he could fade into the background and pretend. Pretend he wasn’t what he was.

You could feel the buzz start to wear off as you downed your next glass of water, the sweat streaking across your forehead. You brushed at the strands stuck to your face in a futile attempt to cool down.

You could see some of your girl friends still out on the dance floor, the vodka had in fact, helped them dance better. You couldn’t help but laugh at the ridiculous penis headbands two of the them wore.

Then Cassie in her short white dress with a ridiculously large sash starting “Same Dick Forever.” The micro veil now very askew on her head. 

“…and three waters please.” You smiled at the bartender. You were doing your best to be the mom friend by drinking less but you knew there was no way to get the group back to their respective apartments if you had to drag them.

Another surge of that intoxicating scent rose up from beneath him, this time a little stronger. It had Billy, craning his neck this way and that searching for its source. 

Outlined in his enhanced periphery he could see another two or so vamps sniffing into the air as well. Red eyes threading through the crowd greedily. 

I don’t think so.

This catch was his. If only he could find them.

“Awwww is this for me?!” Izzy slurred taking the water from your hand. You watched half of it spill onto the dance floor as she regained her balance from holding the cup.

“Yes. Waters all around! Drink up!” Passing the other cups out to your friends and watching them sip something non-alcoholic. 

You couldn’t help but giggle, smacking a palm to your forehead as Cassie took a long swig then made a face, realizing it was actually just water. 

“What gives?!” 

“It’s 3 am, and I promised your fiancé I’d have you home. In one piece.” You emphasized the last part, knowing that would get Cassie to relent. 

“Ughhhhh fine.” But she was smiling, her eyes still significantly glazed. 

“Alright, bathroom break then one more dance until our Uber is here.” You corralled them off to the side as you whipped out your phone, scanning the latest price increase from Uber and Lyft.

It was more than you wanted to pay but you needed to go home, and there were so many people leaving the clubs right now. 

After hitting confirm you could feel it. A cold pin prick crawling up your spine. A quick glance around and you realized no one was touching you, but it felt like it.

All you could see were groups of people dancing as magenta light poured over the establishment in waves. No one. 

Izzy said something to Meg and Cassie chuckled but it was all muffled to you. A loud pounding in your ears, your heart rate kicking up a notch. 

What the-?

Then you looked up to the balcony where the vip booths and other dancing patrons occupied. A man was staring down at you.

Black eyes and raven hair. Pale skin that absorbed whatever new flash of color the strobe lights were sending out. He didn’t blink as you continued to stare at him.

He was handsome. Not the usual handsome you liked, but a cold almost threatening kind. Jaw set on edge and slicked back hair, almost too uniform to be in a club.

The discomfort in your chest growing with each second neither of you looked away. You swallowed thickly, pushing your sweat drenched hair aside, praying a cool wind from one of the fans would wipe away the cold sweat gathering on your skin.

His nostrils flared and you stumbled backwards, knocking into Izzy and the rest of her untouched water toppled to the floor.

“Hey! What gives?” 

“We need to leave now.” 

“Why?” Cassie asked, sobering slightly at the hint of panic in your voice.

“There’s a man up there watching us.” You turned to point but he was gone. You brows drew together. “What the fuck?”

“Oooooookay. How many shots did you do while getting us waters?” Cassie giggled, nudging you with her shoulder.

“None I swear, I just-“ a small beep from your phone rang out, “driver is now arriving. Ok guys, we gotta get out of here.”

It was no small task getting the rest of the bachelorette party out, more like herding cats, but you did it as quickly as possible sparing a few extra glances over your shoulder in the process. 

Billy had pushed away from the railing and was descending the curved stairs down to the first floor. The second he’d spied the girl below he knew it had been her he’d smelled.

Was he planning to kill her? Suck the blood from her body like he originally intended? Why did he feel like that was no longer an option?

Her wide eyes had pinned him to the spot, and an arousal grew within him, the feeling he got when a hot meal was within reach and something else. Something that brought him pause.

The other vamps hadn’t located the exact scent yet so he needed to move before they noticed him gone. There was something delectable about whatever blood ran through that girls veins.

Untainted, pure. Not pure in the traditional sense of white dresses and sacrifices to volcanos, but something deeper. Bloodlines dating back centuries could give off smells unlike anything else.

Reaching out Billy could practically hear her thrumming pulse calling to him through the darkened club. He licked his lips imagining sinking his fangs into that soft skin, her scent overwhelming him.

Drinking deep, that lifeblood coating his tongue. There were so many vital arteries he could choose from. He ached to bite into her thigh, tasting the sweat on her skin in the process.

A roiling in his stomach set him on edge, only this time it wasn’t from hunger.

Some bouncer pushed past him, shouldering Billy to the side and for the first time since he was turned, Billy stumbled. 

Catching the wall only at the last moment. Placing a steadying hand on the bricks to his side, leaning against the cool stone.

A hand shot to his forehead as he felt a shooting pain streak across his vision.

What in hells name?

The Uber pulled up as best it could to the crowded sidewalk. A Prius, way smaller than the picture had looked on the screen of your phone. 

Izzy tripped on the curb sliding into the backseat followed closely by a hiccuping Meg. Cassie grabbed the passenger’s side door before stopping.

“Wait, there’s not enough room.” She squinted into the vehicle. You licked your lips, begging your brain to think of another plan. 

“Sorry ladies, my cup holder doesn’t go up in the back. Damn things stuck, supposed to get it looked at next week.”

The man gestured to  the back seat where sure enough the cup holder had dropped into where a middle seat should be.

“We can wait for another one.” Cassie suggested, hand beginning to loosen on the door handle. 

It was late and if you waited any longer it’d be $300 for any type of transport and be over an hour wait.

“You guys go. I’ll get the next one.” You didn’t want to, but you were the only one sober enough to use the app and the streets were busy enough while you waited for your ride.

“Are you sure?” She looked hesitant, Izzy was already passed out asleep in the backseat. 

“Yes, go. Tell Dan he’s welcome.” You tried to smile reassuringly but it felt forced.

Cassie noted the struggle in your voice but before she could push back, you opened the door and gently nudged her inside. 

“Text me when you get home!” She shouted through the lowered window as the car pulled away.

Shit.

Your fingers felt stiff as you tried desperately to find another rideshare, hell you’d pay through the nose for a cab at this point.

Then you felt it again. That icy sensation tingling along your spine and up your neck.

Whirling around all you could see was throngs of people rushing past into cabs, or onto the next bar that was open. 

A swirling mass of coats, hats, vibrant clothes in the hustle and bustle and then a flash of white. A pale face. A familiar face.

The man who’d been looking down at you from the club. People moved in and out, obscuring your vision of him but there he stood. 

You willed your feet to move, but your body betrayed you in every sense of the word. Run. Move. Anything. 

He was moving towards you now, each movement fluid and calculated. Why hadn’t you just shoved yourself into that damn car with your friends?

What had possessed you to just…not get in?

Somehow the neurons in your body started firing again and you were able to turn tail and run. Bolting as fast as you could down the sidewalk. Weaving in and out of groups of people.

Where the hell were you going? It didn’t matter, you just needed to move. To get out of there as fast as possible. Your sneakers splashing through a puddle as you rounded a corner. 

A small convenience stores lights called to you from just a little ways away. You could get in there and call for help. Call the police. 

Your arm began reaching out even before you could realistically grab the door handle. Fingers stretching, so close!

Then a hand shot out, grasping your wrist and tugging you into the dark alley to the side. You tripped over your own feet, tumbling to the ground, skirt catching on the rusted edge of a dumpster.

The vice remained on  your arm, but now laughter accompanied it.

“Well aren’t you a sweet little thing?” A large hulking man hovered over you, bald, with a stained shirt, beady eyes that seemed to glint red in the moonlight. He smelled sour, a thumping in your chest increased.

As if he could hear the uptick in your heart rate he chuckled to himself. Sniffing the air, bear paw of a hand holding you tightly.

“You smell delicious.” You shuddered understanding the implications, tugging your wrist even though it was futile. 

“Let me go!” You screamed even though you were sure no one could hear you. 

“Not a chance precious.” He grinned, an evil look danced across his face, mouth parting and then you could see two glimmering white fangs. Elongating before your very eyes.

Then you knew this was it. It was over. You wouldn’t get to see Cassie get married, see Izzy get her graduate degree, you’d never buy your own house or settle down yourself.

Your eyes squeezed shut waiting for the end. But then you heard a shout and suddenly your wrist was freed and the man before you was rolling across the pavement. 

His own attacker on top of him, the sounds of a scuffle and tearing flesh.

You crawled off to the side, your fingers felt numb against the cold pavement. You could hear the brawl happening to the side of you but you tried to ignore it.

Instead attempting to lift your body up, willing your knees to stop shaking so you could stand. So you could run.

A shout rang out, bouncing off the enclosed space and the bald man stumbled back a few paces. A huge hand grasping the side of his neck where blood was shooting out in spurts.

That ice water chill shot through your veins once more, the dark haired man stood back facing you, panting. His shoulders rising and falling underneath his stained hoodie.

The other man, no- vampire, pulled back eyes darting to yours.

Narrowed as if second thinking his retreat but the snarl that came from your protector-reassured the idea that leaving was the best idea.

The words froze in your mouth, was thank you enough? Could you even form a coherent thought right now? Heart still racing.

The dark haired man looked back at you and the shudder that ran through your body nearly knocked you back to the ground.

Blood soaked the front of his sweatshirt and smeared along his mouth. A mouth that held two sharp canines, equally covered in red.

His eyes looked wild, scratches marred his clothing from the fight. A lump in your throat tightened watching the drop of blood drip from his mouth into a puddle at his feet.

You felt along the wall to your side, desperate to stabilize yourself and begin running again.

You weren't sure how, maybe he could read thoughts, you'd never met a vampire before. But he was on you in less than a blink.

His hands gripped your biceps, pushing your back into the wall behind you. His eyes were so black you couldn’t see the pupil, but when the light caught on them from a passing cars headlights you swore they were red.

Your body was frozen to the spot, limp in his grasp.

“Why do you smell so goddamn good?” He pressed his face into the crook of your neck, snarling against the heated skin. 

His scruff scraping against you, his tongue darting out to lick a long stripe up the column of your throat.

The noise that escaped your mouth must have pleased him, because you could feel him muffle a sound of amusement against you.

Billy had been a vampire for so long now, years of practice controlling his hunger and urges but this girl seemed to unravel all that. 

If he’d been newly turned he would’ve torn into her throat without a second thought. Allowing the hot blood to flow unencumbered into his mouth. 

It took almost all his control to not just bite and drink all that he could. Pulling back, his once slicked back hair now falling into his face. 

Framing his pale skin and dark blood red eyes, fangs protruding as he huffed a laugh at her expression. He must’ve been quite a sight. Torn from the pages of horror comics.

Her heart was thundering in her chest, those gorgeous eyes wide and beautiful full lips parted in fear but, hell, what would they look like parted in ecstasy?

Billy could feel his pants becoming tighter just at the thought. No. He needed a taste. Something to whet his appetite, nothing lethal. 

His thumbs rubbed at the exposed skin on her arms where he held her firmly in place. 

“Please let me go.” She stammered, it was soft, pleading. It tugged at a long forgotten part of him that remained from his time as a human.

It almost worked.

“No I can’t do that. Not yet.” 

Leaning in Billy kissed the side of your neck. Sucking a long slow spot where your shoulder met in a delicate crease. Another delicately placed kiss to the clavicle, working his way up to nip at your ear.

Your treasonous body relaxed into his grasp, turning to soft putty under those strong hands that still held you in place. 

His eyes fell shut, smothering a groan against your skin as he could smell your own arousal dampening between your legs.

Why was this girl making things so much harder for him?

Some vampires chased their prey, claiming the fear and adrenaline pumping through their victims bodies was the closest they could get to a high they had experienced as humans.

Billy disagreed. Pleasure tasted so much sweeter than fear. That metallic tang was pleasant when you were a newbie. A fresh kill that had you feeling dangerous and all powerful.

But desire? Lust? There was no comparison. It trumped all other emotions flooding the system when he fed. It made him feel truly alive and lulled his generous donors into a blissful relaxed state.

In a swift movement, he had your hands pinned overhead. Holding them tight against the brick wall. He was so close to you now, his breath scattered the few stray strands of hair that had fallen over your shoulder.

A strong muscled leg inched between your own, spreading them apart millimeter by millimeter. You bit your bottom lip so hard it drew blood. 

Dark eyes immediately darted to your face, sniffing the air once. All while keeping both your hands pinned with his inhuman strength, the other hand drifting to capture your chin.

Holding it in place before sucking your bottom lip into his mouth. You cursed yourself as shockwaves of pleasure soared through your bloodstream. Both of you moaning at the sudden sensations.

“Are you going to kill me?”

The man before you pulled back at that. Eyes that had been fixed on your lips now lazily drifting over the rest of your face before making contact with your own. 

His thumb grazed your lip that was now swollen from where he’d sucked the rivulet of blood free. 

“No.” He paused, as if to say something else but then thought better of it. At that you felt your body relax, sinking against his raised leg. 

His knee rose further up, pressing into you firmly enough you gasped at the contact. He bounced it higher, your sneakers scraping desperate for purchase onto the ground, but they no longer made contact . 

“That doesn’t mean I’m not going to have some fun with you.” 

[wonderhoiiiii]

Vampire au doodles + Zombie stu

[sh1tbird-shantytown]

Steve had a pretty shitty night playing out for him. Which is what tended to happen when you’re best friends with a vampire slayer more interested in complaining about other teenage girl’s boyfriends than actually slaying any vampires.

So, they there were. In the creepy old graveyard Steve really didn’t like, especially when he’d much rather be home doing anything other than being kicked in the chest and send backwards into a tree. Plus, there’s the fact that they were surrounded by at least three of them. And Robin was good, but she was distracted and Steve had two vamps on him to her one. Albeit, a very muscular and manic one vamp.

Still totally unfair.

He tried to focus on the two he had on his ass while grasping the cross he had tucked under his belt. But, between his blurry vision and the stupid pieces of shit blending too well into their safety blanket of the night, he was a little too late as the girl stuck up behind him.

He was silenced with a hand over his mouth before he could warn Robin of his predicament. And, with the unfortunate circumstance, he seemed to grow further unlucky as the one that had sent him flying into the oak tree appeared at his other side.

He stared at the side profile of the male and suddenly saw something familiar about him, “Fred?” his question was muffled, but Fred’s face slowly looked at him.

Fred’s face was all pinched and wrinkled, but Steve had seen him by Nancy’s side too often not to know him a little. Plus, they’d been looking for him just last week. Right now, Steve didn’t think there was anything left of Fred to find.

The hand around his mouth tightened further as Fred shushed him quietly, the yellowed eyes lingering on his neck before he returned his gaze to the show before them.

Robin was getting exhausted in her fight, and the beast she was against was looking like he’d caught the best prize at the carnival.

Steve gritted his teeth and then opened his mouth to bite down on the brittle fingers of the girl vamp. Which, he tumbled forward and away to let her screech about in annoyance.

When he popped back up to his feet, he had a greeting to Fred of the cross to his forehead. He grinned as the skin of the vamps forehead burned the further he shoved it in.

Fred backed away to stand near his partner in crime, both of them glaring at him as he kept the cross out in front of him in warning. He silently dared them to try again, to give him a chance to take his violent annoyance out of them, even if it killed him.

“Steve!” Robin called, out of breath and desperate.

Just as he’d turned around, he knocked right into the back of the big, blond vamp. All of which caused the guy to turn around and look Steve up and down like Robin hadn’t even been there with her stake drawn and ready to kill.

“Hey there,” fangs greeted Steve, but didn’t attempt to smother him. He was being…flirtatious.

Steve raised an eyebrow and didn’t have to turn around to recognize the sound of two vamps being turned to dust. Robin was the focused one now, because Steve was having a difficult time accepting just who was in front of him this time.

“Hargrove?”

The wrinkled face was replaced with youthful, smooth skin, and the familiar blue eyes lingered on Steve once again before flickering back at the slayer making her way for them with a murderous expression upon her face.

He began to back away, the cross tucked down as a sign of hesitant trust. He didn’t miss the eyebrow that went up as Billy caught the action.

Robin had paused, watching them carefully and confused. And, Steve knew why. Because Steve had made a mistake on purpose and Billy wasn’t acting normal either. He wasn’t staring at Steve’s neck, he was looking him in the eye.

Steve opened his mouth, trying to think of something to say.

Billy looked him up and down again and smirked, “Leave the window open for me,” he winked and then fled.

Steve’s blood ran cold, and stayed that way even when Robin promised to track Hargrove down.

…

Every sound outside made Steve jump out of his bed and stare silently at the window, expecting to see a shadow back-lit by the uncanny lightening of the storm.

He was sat up in his bed with a boring history textbook he was attempting to read from the light of his bedside lamp. He had a headache and his eyes were drooping continuously every time he finished a sentence from the book.

Eventually, he let them stay closed…until there was tapping at his bedroom window.

He startled awake and shoved himself against his bed frame. And there it was. Against the navy blue of his curtains was the outline of the very recognizable Billy Hargrove. Steve shivered as another short round of tapping occurred.

When he didn’t answer, Billy’s voice filtered through the glass as he sung Steve’s name out.

Steve didn’t move, even though Billy’s voice reminded him of those tales of sirens his mother liked to tell him about. He wasn’t about to be vamp chow just because he was…attracted to Billy Hargrove. He shivered again, this time to shake himself out of the stupor he’d been in while staring at the window.

He suddenly realized that the lamp was still on and cursed quietly. So much for pretending he wasn’t home.

He decided quickly to go back to sleep. Or, pretending to sleep. There was no way in Hell that he was actually sleeping with that lurking outside his window. No matter the fact that Billy couldn’t enter without his verbal invitation, it was the first time Steve’d been stalked by one of them.

He turned around in his bed, facing his back to the window and hoping Billy might’ve seen him do so, so he’d get the point.

“Open the window, Pretty Boy,” Billy voice gently made its way to Steve’s ears again, “I know you’re awake in there!”

Steve tried to force his heart not to stutter, but he failed miserably as lightening struck again right after Billy spoke.

He began to weigh his options. On one hand, he could just ignore Billy. It would probably save him a lot of regret. On the other, Steve was curious as Hell to determine why Billy was so obsessed with him. And, if Billy really wanted to feed on him, he would’ve just caught him outside his front door. Which, it wasn’t as though he hadn’t been ready with a cross and a stake in each hand, but if Billy was showing up at his window, he was probably determined enough.

He stood up from his bed, very slowly, and carefully made his way to the window. And he knew by the way the shadow was facing him, that Billy was probably already looking at him.

He was right.

The curtain was pushed away and Billy’s eyes didn’t move a centimeter from where they were set on Steve’s eyes. Even when Steve’s traveled fall over the soaked look Billy had. His usually curly hair was drenched in waves around his face, and his clothes were soaked through. The loose button up he had was plastered to his torso in a very alluring way. It made him look away.

A grin filled out the man’s face in pure satisfaction and delight, “Care to let me in?”

Steve glared back, “No.”

Billy tapped on the window and cupped one of his ears, “What was that?” he asked, “I couldn’t hear you through the glass?”

Steve raised his eye brow and crossed his arms in front of his chest, “Oh, really?”

Billy nodded in mock seriousness and chattered his teeth while hugging himself, “I’m freezing.”

Steve rolled his eyes, “You can’t feel anything,” he uselessly reminded them both, “Do you really think I’m that gullible?”

Billy pouted, “I just want to see you.”

Steve reached for the curtain and began to pull it closed, done with the fake conversation they were having.

“No!” Billy called out, “Wait a minute.”

Steve waited, annoyed.

“Please,” Billy pleaded, “I just need somewhere to stay.”

“Why would I help you?” Steve asked.

“Because you’re my last hope, and you’re too good a person to not have a little part of you want to give me a chance.” Billy read him like a children’s book.

Steve glared at him again, “What were you doing in the graveyard tonight?”

“Living,” Billy shrugged. “The graveyard kind of is our territory.”

Steve nodded hesitantly and then took a small breath for his next question, “Did you change Fred?” Billy hesitated before he answered, and that’s made Steve’s blood begin to boil, but he didn’t receive the answer he expected.

“No,” Billy shook his head, “That was something much bigger than me. Fred didn’t talk about it much,” Billy continued, “But he kept telling me that he’d escaped.”

Steve sighed, because he could follow what that meant. Something bigger was going on, and Robin was really not going like the sound of another army of vampyrs brewing.

He took another look at Billy again. Perched outside his window with inhuman balance, soaked to the bone to the point that his vampy paleness made sense for once, and a pleading downcast to his usual playfulness.

“Are you here to bite me?” he made sure to keep looking Billy in the eye, even if he really wanted to look away.

Billy’s lips upturned slightly, “Maybe a little, if you let me.” And…wow. Steve blinked back at him, blankly. Suddenly, Billy was much softer as he gazed back at Steve, “I’m not gonna hurt you.”

Steve stepped back from the window and felt some guilt when Billy’s face dropped as though he’d been rejected. But, when Steve unlocked the window and pulled it open, he looked up again in shock. A calloused hand reached out and pressed against the magickal barrier between them.

How do you know that?”

Billy considered his words and then quietly answered, “Because you somehow make the demon in me feel starved for something other than blood.”

Steve couldn’t help but chuckle a little at that, even if his heart fluttered again.

“What are you talking about?”

Billy bit his lip cautiously, like he wasn’t sure how much to tell Steve.

“I think our…souls mean something to each other. When I’m near you, I feel like something fits back together inside me, and that other thing that makes me kill hides back in the shadows.” He looked over Steve’s thoughtful expression. “I don’t want to hurt anyone right now, Steve, especially you. And I think it has something to do with you.”

Steve turned around and walked back to his bed, picking up his textbook off of the floor and glancing back at the window. Where Billy was slowly losing hope.

“Come in, Billy.”

[francixoxoxo]

Let’s discuss vampire Billy 🦇

He tries to take out a vampire who’s been terrorizing a town (there’s actually an old movie called “Billy the Kid vs Dracula”) but instead is turned himself. He feeds off the many cattle available in the West so that he doesn’t need to hunt people. Or, if he can’t survive without human blood, he wanders the countryside at night, feeding off campers he finds, being careful only to take a little from them. Maybe another vampire shows him a bordello where women are ready and willing to feed vampires. Weirdly enough, I think being a vampire would make him less dangerous. He’d be nearly impossible to kill so he wouldn’t have to fight for his life so much. He’d be stronger and faster than any human. He couldn’t be locked up because he can just disappear and reappear and walk through walls.

What do you think? And what do you think he’d look like as a vampire?

oh my God this is all so well said idek what to add lmfao

The feeding off cattle bit is interesting to me, because I feel like he'd be reading the paper or a friend would tell him about this mysterious animal killing the livestock but not eating their flesh, just sucking them dry of blood, and this man is sweating bullets like "Oh that's so weird wtf"

And with feeding off campers and wanderers, he'd feel so guilty. Like, awful. He'd sit down with them, chat a while, just try and be as friendly as possible and tell them he's also just passing through. And its plausible, his horse is tied up to a nearby tree, because no matter how fast he is, he'd still prefer a slow, scenic ride. He'd wait until they fell asleep, off of drinking or off of exhaustion, and take absolutely as little as possible, just enough to get him through the next day, just until he finds the next town.

I feel like he'd look about the same as a vampire? paler, obviously, but I do think his eyes would be that much bluer. Just absolutely striking, dare say inhuman, but he shrugs off each compliment with a shy smile.

How I think him and you'd meet is a farmer's daughter situation. You're sitting on the porch, you can't sleep well, it's perhaps midnight when you see a figure moving towards the pen your father lets the cattle and sheep graze in. Of course you've heard of the thing that's been sucking cattle dry, a chupacabra, a chimera, something evil. And, being a farm a ways away from town in the deep west, you rush inside for the shotgun, finding your way out to the barn with your chemise and bloomers, confronting the man as he jumps the fence. His blue eyes are literally inhumanely beautiful, especially so wide with surprise at a girl pointing a shotgun at him. He isn't afraid. But he's absolutely intrigued.

[shieldofiron]

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Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Reader Idea’s For You!

~Freddy Freeman And Billy Batson~

~Y/N~

Plot For These Idea’s: Shazam! (The first movie) or…Shazam! Fury Of The Gods (The second movie)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Female!Micheal Myers!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Harley Quinn!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Egyptian Goddess!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Female!Sonic!Reader (your not a hedgehog you just have Sonic’s powers…Sonic from Sonic the Hedgehog movie)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X The Monstrosity!Reader (your the smile entity from smile 2022)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Cruella!Reader (inspired by Cruella 2021 version)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Enchantress!Reader (enchantress from Suicide Squad)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Maleficent!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Ahmanet!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Agatha Harkness!Reader (your Agatha Harkness from Wanda vision)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Captain Marvel!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Female!Deadpool!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Female!Ink Bendy!Reader (your ink bendy from bendy and the ink machine but female version)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Jennifer Check!Reader (your Jennifer check from Jennifer’s body)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Wednesday!Reader (Jenna Ortega inspired)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Scarlet Witch!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Dying!Reader (instead of Billy sacrificing himself to defeat calypso…it was you…)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Blind!Mute!Reader (your 100% blind and mute…as for your blindness it’s not a normal blind a toph beifong kind of blind)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Dimitrescu!Reader (your lady Dimitrescu basically)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Controlled!Reader (instead of Freddy getting controlled by calypso to say the champions names…it was you…and it was very very painful)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Female!Doctor Strange!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Sapphire Witch!Reader (scarlet witch powers but dark blue)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Female!Alastor!Reader (your Alastor from hazbin hotel…but female version, you have a human disguise so you blend in to look human when your really not…the only thing that sticks out is your wide grin)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Veronica Mayday!Reader (your Veronica mayday from helluva boss)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Nezuko!Reader (your Nezuko from demon slayer)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Daki!Reader (your Daki from demon slayer)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Wonder Women’s Daughter!Reader (what powers do you have?…same as wonder women)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Female!Godzilla!Reader (you just have Godzillas powers…you have tattoos that glow blue when you use your powers like your atomic breath)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Female!Deadly Sin!Reader (your the 8th sin…you may be evil and sadistic but you have some good in you even though you don’t really care to try to be good, your eyes are red, wings and horns are inspired by Maleficent, you could have any powers you want and how many you want)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Succubus!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Amethyst Witch!Reader (scarlet witch powers but purple)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Ghostface!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Female!Ghostrider!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Telekinesis!Reader (how powerful is your telekinesis?…very very powerful and you have the power of flight)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Pyrokinesis!Reader (fire manipulator)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Cryokinesis!Reader (ice manipulation)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Demon!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Tall!Angel!Goddess!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Chorokinesis!Reader (plant manipulation)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Emerald Witch!Reader (scarlet witch powers but green)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Hydrokinesis!Reader (water manipulation)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Atmokinesis!Reader (weather manipulation)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Airbender!Reader (your have Aang’s powers and tattoos Aang from the last Airbender)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Mensio-Ergokinesis!Reader (quantum energy manipulation)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Photokinesis!Reader (light manipulation)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Omnikinesis!Reader (Reality manipulation)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Rose Witch!Reader (scarlet witch powers but dark pink)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Siren!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Vampire!Reader (inspired by abigail 2024)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Yandere!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Zombie!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Famous!Singer!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Golden Witch!Reader (scarlet witch powers but golden)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Billie Eilish!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Mermaid!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Dragon!Reader (inspired by Siveth from DragonHeart: vengeance)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Depressed!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Rachel Roth!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Russian!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X British!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Eternal!Reader (your 7,000 years old, you can have any kind of powers and abilities and as many as you want, you can be the goddess of anything you want to be of)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Female!Prime!Transformer!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Female!Terminator!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Amber Witch!Reader (scarlet witch powers but orange)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Deaf!Reader (your 100% deaf so you use sign language or a notepad)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Goth!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Darkness Witch!Reader (scarlet witch powers but black)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Punk!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Logan’s daughter!Reader (your wolverine’s daughter, you have the same powers as him, and you act just like him)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Superman’s Daughter!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Nancy Downs!Reader (your Nancy downs from the craft)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Maleficent!Reader (Maleficent but with dark blue powers not green)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Tall!Flirty!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Na’vi!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Abigail Lazar!Reader (your Abigail lazer from Abigail 2024)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Famous!Violinist!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Emotionless!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Twisted Alice!Reader (your twisted Alice from bendy and the dark revival)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Mommy Long Legs!Reader (your mommy long legs from poppy playtime)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Female!Cartoon!Reader (your cartoon cat created by Trevor henderson but female version)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Opaque Witch!Reader (scarlet witch powers but teal/turquoise)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Artist!Reader

Freddy Freeman X X Billy Batson X Psychopathic!Villain!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Tourette’s!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Blind!Reader (your 100% blind so you have a walking stick…but you really don’t need it because you can feel vibrations…and yes your a Toph beifong kind of blind not a normal blind)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Black!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Female!Catnap!Reader (your catnap from poppy playtime chapter 3…but female version)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Catwomen!Reader (Hallie berry inspired version)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Half-Siren Half-Vampire!Queen!Goddess!Reader

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Ravenna!Reader (your Ravenna from ‘the huntsman & Snow White’)

Freddy Freeman X Billy Batson X Angel!Demon!Queen!Goddess!Reader

(A/N: Hello! Hope this inspires you! If you want more inspiration go see my other posts it’s recommended! You won’t regret it!…you can also use these ideas on Wattpad if you wanted to!…and I also made y/n au profiles so you know what y/n might look or be like…anyways have a great day or night….YOUR WELCOME! :)

[sharpth1ng]

https://twitter.com/senorshaco/status/1749747648301617238?t=32B74O1HarC4jeFnmlMdAw&s=19

It is. Them

Yeah lmao REAL

^ Stu as hell

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Oh yeah btw guys- I’m writing vampires again BAM here’s two separate snippets that I love and adore meow meow meow

My favourite thing to write is Stu calling vampires “Bloodsuckers” but also Billy just going “You sound gay stfu” BAJFKSHFK

Human Stu with his stupid [boy]friend