#complusion

[silveragelovechild]

Bookworm was a villain created for the Adam West TV series. He was a genius with a compulsion to steel expensive rare books. Despite his intelligence, he left clues for Batman to solve, leading to his defeat.

1st Appearance: "The Bookworm Turns" (04/20/66)

Portrayed by: Roddy McDowall

[somethingblu3]

Never Trust A Vampire | Nikolai

Masterlist

Read on Ao3 here

18+ minors dni.

Fandom: Beyond The Rave (2008)

Summary:

@febuwhump day 1

Nikolai and Reader's first meeting at the rave. Nikolai needs to feed, but Reader fights back. Lightly Edited

TW: 

Rave

vampire vs human

Hunting

Predator/Prey

Biting

Vampire Biting

Blood Drinking

Non-Consensual Blood Drinking

Dubious Consent

Mind Manipulation

Compulsion

stalked

Pairing: Nikolai x female afab reader.

Word Count: 1,248

Graphic Credit: @keep-it-light

"And what do we have here?" Nikolai taunted as he pursed his lips, stalking you like prey. A shiver runs down your spine. "I know what you are," you taunt as you reach your hand behind you. Your brother Ed had warned you about them before. Vampires. He had told you about the signs - the clothes were a dead giveaway, not to mention the smell of dirt and an unforgettable metallic scent that was a headache, an indication of blood intake, probably from some poor soul.

"I don't want to hurt you," He tells you. You can hardly see him under the neon emerald lights of the nightclub. This all happened because of a wrong move. When dancing, you tripped over, landing on another couple, and as you tried to pick yourself up, Nikolai grabbed you by the shoulders. He was strong, maybe another sign as well, another sign that he was what you thought. His sapphire eyes looked dead from a lack of sleep. They were haunting as he watched you, flicking back and forth from the smile that curled at the end of his lips. He thought he had you. Here you were, all by yourself and helpless in a nightclub. You were surrounded by other sweaty, drunk, dancing people who wouldn't even notice if you were gone if he had taken you. Would anyone even hear your cries over the blasting speakers? Would your brother Ed even hear your cries? You swallow hard, knowing very well he could listen to the fear of your heartbeat pumping in his ears like the drum of the song that vibrated through the club.

Your hands were sweaty as you grabbed the small stick in the back pocket of your jeans. It was a makeshift stake. Your brother had taught you how to protect yourself from them and what you should do in a situation like this. It wouldn't kill him entirely but render him helpless enough. The only way to indeed kill a vampire was to aim for the head. It would make it impossible for them to come back and be revived. 

"I know what you want. You want my blood-" You don't know why you're telling Nikolai this. Maybe it was the alcohol, something you snorted back in the bathroom. Either way, it was all slipping out of your tongue, or perhaps It was Nikolai's compulsion. You found yourself unable to look away from him. It was merely impossible. It was like he was holding you down without even touching you. 

"I want you to tell me," He says firmly. The light in his eye flickers. He reaches forward and brushes his hand against your shoulder so that your gaze is focused on him. You lick your dry lips. The smoke machine makes you feel hazy as you cannot step away from him. He was like a cage the way he had you wrapped around your finger. You wished your brother had told you how to escape this. Your feet were glued to the floor of the nightclub. You could not leave his grasp as his eyes kept a sharp gaze on your neck, his finger traced over your vein.

"I want you to tell me that you want this. You want me." He breathes against your neck, and you can feel yourself turning to mush. No man had ever had this effect over you. Under his grasp, you felt utterly helpless, and then you felt something in you. It was like you wanted to help him like he had to feed off you, or something terrible was going to happen. Your body wouldn't listen to you even as your brain screamed, "No, no, no, Stake him." You felt your hands ease on the makeshift steak. You dropped it back into the pocket of your jeans, where it rested as he pulled you closer. At first, you thought that he might kiss you as he cupped your chin, bringing him as close as humanly possible, so now your bodies were linked together. His skin was cold as it brushed against yours. He was dead after all, you reminded yourself as your eyes witnessed the punch marks on his neck from his Master. You couldn't help but wonder what the transformation process was like. It must be a painful one, but was it worth it? What was his life like before he turned, you wondered?.

"I know it's not just my lips that you crave," He whispered against your neck. You could feel his fangs contracting, not even piercing yet. "You want more, don't you?" There was a rush at first as his fangs nipped against your skin. You could feel your blood rush to your head. Immediately, you felt the effects. You felt a surge of tiredness, and for a moment, you wondered if you would collapse on the nightclub floor. Still, then he grabbed you by the waist so that you were grinding against you. "I've got you," He told you. "I've got you," He reminded you as he continued sucking his hands lost in your hair. It was almost comforting as his fingers massaged into you. The feeling was practically familiar as you sunk into him. A few moments passed by, but they felt like hours. The only thing pulling you out of your haze was the sucking sounds from his lips against your neck. You could hear a rumble in his stomach as he fed from you, and it was like the two of you were connected as you listened to your own heart beating inside your eardrum. 

"See, that wasn't so bad, was it?" He teased with a small smile, his teeth dyed with your blood. As he pulled back, you realized what he had done. He had just fed from you. Something your brother had told you repeatedly not to let happen. But now he had an archive of your blood, and if you tasted detectable, he was more likely to come back again. "And I know you found that just as pleasurable as I did. I can feel it, too, now that we are connected. I can feel the rush in you, not just from your blood," Nikolai teases. You frowned, unsure what he was talking about, but now you were trapped in his arms. You felt one hand of his travel down to your jeans, and he snaked his hand around your ass, taking out the wooden stick. "I don't think you'll need this, do you?" He tuts as if he wants you to actually consider it. A chill runs down your spine. Now, you find yourself unable to back away. There's a soft and warm fuzzy rush. It's a nice, pleasant feeling, strangely.

"You want more, don't you? They always want more....". This time, you don't even notice his hand is practically clawing at the front button of your trousers. "Come on," He murmurs.  "Let's go to a more secluded place. Away from any prying eyes." He smirks. And you follow him hand in hand. You feel full as he guides you, content even You watch your step still wobbly on the feet, and while you know not to trust him, you feel drawn to him like you should be with him now at all times. He had control over you, and it was only a matter of time before you would end up six feet underground. Your brother's words run through your head: "Never trust a vampire."

[mydarlingedits]

OCPD FLAG (ALTERNATIVE) V1

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References: OCD flag, OCPD flag (1), OCPD flag (2)

I took inspiration for the teals from the first two flags, the yellow(ish) from the first flag, the purple from the last flag, and the white from the first and last flag ᯓᡣ𐭩

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[jerrydevine]

does anyone want to play giving eddie diaz ocd with me today

[estercity]

i'm very excited for south of midnight, idk yet what i think about the gameplay but its not coming out until next year so i'll follow along and hope i like the end product

[antipathy-arsonist]

mutals stop reblogging that creativity duck post or ones like that please ohmy god

[mik0is0bored]

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[enoshimastims]

actually/actively working on reimplementing my @ tags/section now !! Making them a bit more abstract than before but :3 I think they're nice

[ableedingpromise]

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[narcissisticpdcultureis]

NPD/compulsive liar culture is being so used to lying about yourself to gain status and admiration from others for so many years that you now have trouble separating fact from fiction. Like, did I actually save my sister from drowning or meet that celebrity or was it just something I made up to sound cool?

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[sga-owns-my-soul]

John continued, and it was as if he had been possessed. He was dancing around like a pop star, as if this was the most natural thing in the world for him. Atlantis was, somehow, lighting the room like it was a concert, lights flashing in colour and bathing John in a spotlight.

[mydarlingedits]

OCPD VIKTOR HUMPHRIES GRAPHIC

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[PLAIN TEXT: 'op is an adult' on the top left, and 'No DNI ! Just be nice' on the bottom right].

[cathackz]

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[horsebf]

i hope people know when i get upset my fic idea has been done before its not "aww people won't read it :(" way, its more of a "i have worrying fear somebody will think i copied this person" way

[finalgirlbuffysummers]

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[iscrubmeclean]

Learning about other artists who have ocd and living with it makes me go. So happy. Were not alone and we can get better and i love each and everyone of you