#neil newbon beyond the rave

[grimlover]

In my neil newbon whoreism era, alas there is a criminally low amount of content other than astarion. If I wrote some Luke Davenport, Priest, Nikoli, or Rob stuff, would any of y'all read it?

[somethingblu3]

Nikolai and his humiliation kink needs to be explored more for my sanity and humanity.

[talesfromthecrypts]

Neil Newbon as Nikolai in Beyond the Rave

[hyperchondriacsong]

Neil Newbon in Beyond The Rave.

[astarions-bride]

out of all Neil's characters...who is an ass man, tits man, or thigh man? 👀

The first Group Preferences!

Nikolai

Thighs and maybe your tits. Especially near the Femoral Artery. Loves to leave bitemarks and bruise-shaped handprints there and loves it when you wear short skirts or shorts to show them off. I see him being very territorial and possessive so any marks he leaves on you is akin to him leaving a claim on you. Same goes with your chest. The soft pliable flesh under his teeth fuels his more animalistic side and loves knowing his marks are all over your body.

Charlie

Tits. We all saw that short film. How he was eyeballing that woman's chest (calling them lovely 🥴). So I completely headcanon that this man is obsessed with tits. No matter the size, shape, etc. You would probably have to deal with a lot of groping from him. He would absolutely just faceplant on your chest and stay there for hours happily.

Father Anthony Bridge

He strikes me as a thigh man. Don't know why, but I just envision him placing his hand on your thigh while sitting next to you, squeezing and stroking casually, and he probably does it without realizing it.

Rob

Ass. Cannot keep his hands to himself. Will slip his hand into your back pocket or keep his hand splayed possessively across your ass. Loves to leave his handprints on your skin, loves to see your ass jiggle as you walk (or when he's taking you from behind 👀) and will stare obviously if you walk in front of him.

Captain Hook

Tits are his kryptonite. Any shape or size. Will absolutely get distracted if you go without a bra, openly staring with his fingers twitching with his effort of holding back from touching, but will instantly attack someone if they so much as glance near your chest. Loves to buy you clothing that enhances your breasts and he has quite an a eye for lingerie for you to wear.

Astarion

Loves every part of you, but has a special spot for your thighs. They are so warm and he loves having them wrapped around his waist (or his face) and loves laying between them. Also, same as Nikolai, the Femoral Artery is a favorite place for him to bite. Your throat is a place he also loves. Pressing his lips against your Carotid Artery, feeling the beat of your heart and the warmth of your skin, will have him falling into a sleep-like trance against you.

[gothushi]

Ok but what if a vampire tried to ask Nikolai if he could bite HIS girl, making him BIG mad. Now he has to cover her in bites and hickeys to make sure everyone knows she is not to be touched . Maybe while this is going on his girlfriend bites him back and he is all 😍🥵💦

he’d be mad mad. feral. the moment this… random asked to bite his girl? you’re leaving. fuck the party. he’s dragging you home, hardly making it inside. he isn’t mad at you, obviously, but he sure as hell is taking it out on you. nikolai’s grumbling, growling, “my fucking girl” “should have stabbed him” “what a fucking– idiot.” all while kissing your neck, licking the sweat off your skin, hurriedly undressing you. barely makes it to the mess which is your bed (sheets and blankets all rumpled around from your morning activities…)

he’s leaving little marks, sucking hickies against your neck, on all the sensitive spots. your pulse point, beneath your ear, at the junction of your neck and shoulder, and all along the side and down to your collarbones. he can hear your blood pumping, your heart pounding, can smell the arousal coming off you in waves, his own cock aching between his thighs. but not yet, he won’t pleasure either of you yet, he has a mission to do. nikolai worships you. spends at least twenty minutes kissing down your body. spends an awful amount of time on your tits, hands massaging them, pinching and sucking your nipples to hear that sweet sweet whine you give in response. he leaves a little trail of hickies down your stomach, teeth nipping at your hips without breaking skin. on to your thighs, he ravishes them. sucks dark bruises into the inners of them, licks, drools, and finally, finally, his teeth sink into your skin, right on the middle of your inner thigh. he’ll moan, eyes rolling back at he sucks the blood from the puncture wounds, tongue laving over it to heal the hurt. once he has his fill from that bite, he peppers little kisses on it as a silent apology for the pain, and then makes another bite right beside that one. doesn’t take too much blood, but he works his way back up your body with bites. two on your stomach, one on the top of your tit beside your nipple, one at the base of your neck, all the while your hands card through his long hair, scratching his scalp, whining and whimpering pleas for him to just fucking touch you. he grumbles back no, he’s busy, no, mine, mine, until his bloody lips meet yours in a searing kiss.

thank the gods above that he finally undresses himself, grinds his leaking cock down against you and with just a moment of his fingers stretching you out, he finally fucks into you. it’s feral, has you gasping for air in your burning lungs, legs wrapped around his waist as he reaches so deep and stretches you with just enough pain to feel good. nikolai is much too busy licking the remaining blood off your neck to hear your pleas and warnings that you’re about to cum already that when you finally do find that earth shattering peak it has him gasping and blushing a deep red. not because you’re cumming, but because your teeth are biting hard into the skin of his shoulder. oh. this is new.

his hips go faster, grinding, fucking into you at a reckless abandon because oh my fucking god his arousal has skyrocketed because you bit him, the pain tingling in his skin as your teeth leave little marks, indentations. he wants your teeth marks all over his body, begs you to keep doing that, “more. bite again.” “again, mark me.” “im yours, yours, fuck” you both cum at least four times that night, and you’re both absolutely covered in marks. any sane person would think you had the shit beat out of you, what with the several bites, little hickies, the bruises forming on your thighs, hips, arms.

the next morning he’ll make much sweeter love to you, kissing each little mark, scratch, bruise, confessing his love, claiming you once again as his. and he’s yours.

[z0mibite]

crimson

pairing – nikolai x afab!reader

warnings – general vampire stuff, PURE SMUT, blood/blood drinking, reader has a menstrual cycle and the parts that come with that, oral, period oral, biting, no dialogue because I wrote this in 10 minutes.

word count – 215

n/a – a little treat of nikolai because I've spent almost a month working on the fic, and I've starved you all long enough.

You mewled as he licked another stripe across your lower lips, the tip of his tongue flicking against your clit momentarily. Your pathetic attempt to grind your hips was met with his firm grip, holding you in place, exposing you fully to him.

His hands secured the back of your knees, spreading them apart as they brushed against the dampened sheets, pulling your skin taut. With expert precision, his licks teased ever closer to your nerve endings, making your sensitivity to his touch exalted.

A sickeningly wet sound met your ears as he sucked your wetness from within you to his mouth, shortly followed by a gravelly growl as he dug his short nails into your thighs. With a satisfied smack, Nikolai withdrew, panting softly as he licked your slick, crimson essence from his lips.

He returned to lick up the few drops he'd allowed to drip down, your skin stained a tint of red from his messy feeding. Nuzzling his nose into your thigh, he gently grazed his teeth as a warning before sinking his fangs into your great saphenous vein.

The pain mixed with ecstasy as he drank from you again, his pleasure clear. He always seemed more eager to drink from you during your cycle, something about the taste heightened his pallette.

[wyntereyez]

I know there are a bunch of people out there writing fics based on Neil's earlier works, so I thought you'd like to hear the backstory for Nikolai, which Neil shared on stream today!

He started off saying Nikolai was a dumber vampire than Astarion in some ways (he means the character's intelligence, not the story)

"The backstory of Nikolai was that he's a vampire, a Russian vampire, that ended up in Japan for hundreds of years and ended up studying Japanese martial arts, and then sort of escape Japan and then came back to Europe and then sort of went through - well, he's not necessarily Russian, we never really establish where he is from, Russian or Belarus or something, probably Belarus or something like that, and ended up sort of traveling, again for hundreds of years, with this band of vampires."

There was also a five minute fight sequence with Nikolai that was cut for continuity reasons; part of it is on his show reel, and Neil has the full cut of it somewhere.

If any of you can use this, have fun!

[keep-it-light]

Uh.....I found this on Pinterest. Yeah.....anyone who is on a Nikolai kick right now, enjoy.

[im-his-druidess]

Don't forget to check out my new side Blog @astarions-bride dedicated to my newest hyperfixation...

Neil Newbon!

Hope to see you guys there 🥰

[spicechica]

Party Till You Die 🩸Nikolai x Hunter reader

“But what if you get hurt?” “I won't.” “But what if you get kidnapped?” “I won’t” Tonight you were sneaking out to a rave party outside of town with a couple of “friends”, and your parents strictly forbade you to go, now your little sister was nagging you on going, trying to get you to stay. “But…but…b.” “I’ll be fine,” you shush her. “I’ll be back before light,” You kiss the top of her head and continue to stuff pillows underneath your comforter to make it seem as if someone was sleeping.

“Just don’t let mom or dad know I'm gone. Most likely they’ll be asleep all night.” Your little sister shakes as she wraps herself in the covers, clutching onto her stuffed toy. “I’ll be back later.” You climb down your second story window as you try to be as quiet as possible. You wrapped a black jacket around your waist just in case you saw someone you know and be able to quickly cover yourself up.

You wore a black and neon green bra top with a black skirt and mesh stockings and gloves. (*You can choose your hairstyle*) After almost a 20 minute walk, you could hear the loud blast of music echoing from the inside of the building. The room was filled with flashing lights, large illuminating screens, and large crowds of people.

You make your way through the crowd as you get hit with a strong smell of liquor, and what you thought smelled like weed or drugs. You stop off at the mini bar first to get a shot to at least get your blood pumping. As you chug it back, you feel a light tap on your shoulder as if someone is trying to get your attention. You glance behind you and make eye contact with a tall man wearing black robes and his hair slicked back into a ponytail.

His skin was pale like a corpse, and his under eyes were gray and dark like he hadn’t slept in forever. But the one thing that intrigued you was his eyes. “Would you like to dance?” He asked, extending his hand. You took a good look at him again and then his hand. You hesitated at first, but then you extended your hand, accepting his in return. “Sure.”

He pulls out into him as he pulls you both into the crowd, holding you by the waist as you both dance to the music. “Nikolai,” He says, introducing himself. “Y/n,” You smile. The music continues to blast in the background, but to you it was blurred out as you continued to stare into his eyes, and his pale complexion.

Almost an hour has passed, and your legs were getting sore. You needed a break. “I need a break, I’ll be right back,” You begin to walk away, but he almost tries to pull you back, like he was desperate for something. You quickly tug your hand away as you quickly walk through the crowd of people dancing in front of you. What was he so desperate for? If it was sex, that wasn’t going to happen.

You stand outside the gate as you pull out a pack of cigarettes from your pocket and a lighter. You sigh and take a breath as you listen to the muffled music from inside. It was past midnight, and you couldn’t stay out for too long. Especially tonight.

You notice that they begin to close the doors to the inside of the building and the music begins to slow down. You glance over to the side and see a pack of guys surrounding the outside, carrying a tank of some type of gas and pumping it into a vent.

“Fuck,’ You whisper, quickly putting out your cigaret with your boot. Gas leaks into the building, as a few people stand around wearing gas masks. You could hear bags coming from the inside, as people are desperately trying to get out, coughing and choking from the gas.

One by one, the loud ambiance of people all drop silent into a coma, the music coming to a stop and the lights turning on. The doors open again as they begin to drag bodies out in bags. One of these certain people was the guy you met earlier, now wearing a gas mask. He hums as he picks up one of the girls in the clump and carries her in his arms to a strange contraption that almost looked like a torture device. Which it basically was. The girl, half conscious, whimpers as he tightens the straps around her wrists and ankles, slowly dragging a large needle up her thigh and into her leg.

The machine begins to bump out her blood and into a large tank. It was clearly obvious what was going on. They were Vampires. Using these raves as a trap to lure people here to their death and take their blood to feast on.

The girl takes her last breath as her head slumps over, Nikolai slowly dragging his fingers across her face and shutting her eyes close. He tugs the needle from her now shriveled leg, and begins to untie her and place her in a body bag like the rest of them. As he closes up the bag, he twitches as he hears something from behind him.

Pulling from your boot, you place a sharp bladed dagger on his neck near his Adam's apple, almost slitting his throat until he tosses you in the air with his brute strength. “Thought i wouldn’t see you again,” He says, his voice muffled from the mask. “Think i couldn’t tell what you were…Vampire Hunter.” You groan as you try to sit up, his toss leaving a pain running up your back.

“Think i couldn’t tell what you were….Vampire.” That’s right, you knew from the start what he was. You knew what this whole thing was. You come from a long line of vampire killers in your family. Which is why your parents never allowed you out after dark, as they thought you were too young and not trained enough. That’s why tonight you wanted to prove them wrong. But so far, your plan isn’t working out as you hoped.

He pulled you up by your neck, his strong grip cutting off your circulation. You choke and gag as you try to kick him back with your feet, but so far nothing was working. You start to become light headed, your face turing from red to a purple. You stressfully dig into your pocket, continuing to kick your feet hoping his grip would loosen. You then pull out a metal steel cross from your pocket placing it near his face and then on his skin.

His skin burns and smokes as he loosens his grip, groaning in pain. He looks at the dented mark the cross left on his skin and growls. You quickly pounce on him as you hold the dagger near his neck again, placing the cross around your neck. He takes the mask off. “Go ahead, kill me. But you won't make it out of here alive.” The place was surrounded by vampires, you could hear them chasing after people desperately trying to get over the gate, ending with a loud gash of blood and screams.

“I’ll just have to finish you off first,” You threaten him as you pierce the dagger deeper into his skin, a drop of blood running down the blade. “Shame…..I thought you were different.” He places his hand against your thigh, causing you to blush. No, no, this was just one of a vampires tricks. But why did your heart beat as he said that? “You were the only one that really caught my eye,” he chuckles, smiling with his sharp piercing teeth.

[dravenxivuk]

Neil Newbon as Nikolai in a trailer(? I think?) for Beyond The Rave

[somethingblu3]

Mirror Mirror | Nikolai

Read on Ao3 here

18+ minors dni.

Fandom: Beyond The Rave (2008)

Summary:

You and Nikolai need to relieve your stress after a hunt.

TW: vampires,mirror sex,hate fuck,Vampire Sex,Rough Sex,standing sex,dirty talk,humiliation,biting,scratching,bruises,bram stoker lore ,blood drinking,Enemies to Lovers, vampires vs humans, vampire hunter,Possessive Sex,toxic,Unhealthy Relationships,dom/sub,No Safeword,forbidden relationship,hunting,Stress Relief,Orgasm Delay/Denial.

Pairing: Nikolai x female afab reader.

Word Count: 2,044

Graphic Credit: @keep-it-light

Note:

lightly edited. Still new to smut so let me know what you think! I hope you enjoy the buffy references! I'm trying to keep the vampire lore mostly in line with Bram Stroker. Here's the poem.

"I would appreciate it if you stopped killing my friends," Nikolai sneers as he watches you enter the basement, and you drop the wooden stake to the floor with a 'clank.'

You roll your eyes at him. "And it would be nice if your friends stopped eating mine," You warn him.

He scoffs as he steps forward, and his hand cups your right cheek. "Darling, what would be the fun in that? I know you love the chase I can feel it when your heart skips a beat. I just wish you would admit it," He whispers into your neck softly.

"Never." You groan from the tiredness and the physical exhaustion of the hunt for pleasure from his bite. You can't tell.

After a few sucks, he pulls away and wipes the crimson blood stating his chin with the back of his hand. "What's not enough for you, Nikolai?" You almost whine.

He smirks greedily "It's not that Darling, it's just that I have a little...surprise for you...a little..gift."

You raise a brow. Nikolai's gifts were never traditional gifts as you watch him scurry around the basement you half expect him to gift you a fresh head in a box you wouldn't put it past him.

You keep your eye focused carefully on him as he moves something tall and rectangular shaped in the shadows covered in a bed sheet. As Nikolai removes the cloth, uncovering the mirror. The light behind you bounces off the glass, creating a kaleidoscope. As he shrugs the rest of the fabric away in the reflection of the mirror, the cloth dances on its own accord.

"A mirror?" you frown.

Nikolai throws the bed sheet onto the ground and he scans the mirror even though he has no reflection he reaches forward and presses his finger against the faded text of the silver frame.

"I thought Silver was deadly for vampires" You say with a frown as your eyes escape your own reflection. It makes you uncomfortable your skin scrawls it's almost as if you don't want to face yourself and you know that Nikolai can hear your blood pumping.

"That's a myth" He tells you. He seems entranced by the mirror, his eyes mesmerized by it.

It almost broke your heart. he hadn't seen himself for who knows how long. It must be strange you knew one thing for sure that being turned would be the last thing you wanted not just because of the loss of your reflection but also because of the other factors not being able to see the sun hiding in the dark and the shadows all alone but then your heart skipped and you knew he felt it too. Nikolai wasn't alone. He had you even if you wanted nothing more than to stake his heart and rip his head off. There was a fondness you had for him even if it was small and often short-lived you couldn't lie to yourself that Man. That monster consumed you.

"This mirror's special to you, isn't it?" You ask

He nods and you watch as his adam's apple bobs.

"I guess you could say that. It's the last thing from my home before....before it happened"

The fire. You knew so little about his past but every now and then he would bring up the fire you had done your own research of course behind his back you couldn't trust him at first but from what you've found he had gone through something traumatic regarding a fire. Loosing not just a house but from the wording of the newspaper a wife and a baby. You couldn't help but sometimes wonder if he was looking to replace that in you.

You squint your eyes as you try and read the font that is wrapped around the frame of the mirror. Not only is it singed, it's also cursive and you quickly discover it is not in English.

"Romanian" He tells you firmly snapping you out of your haze - a side effect of his bite.

"What does it mean?" You ask

He hesitates for a moment, clenching his jaw "It's a poem"

"Will you read me it?" You request hopefully a smirk curls at the corner of your lips.

"I will it's your girl after all Darling but why don't we use it to it's full advantage hm?" He hums

You chew your bottom lip "What do you mean?"

Nioklai turns on his feet suddenly he's behind you. Swift vampire speed.

You roll your eyes as you feel his hands digging into your side shimming you out of your dirt stained trousers.

"Why don't you wear skirts anymore?" He teased dragging the fabric further and further to expose your underwear.

Dark blue with constellations. Cute.

You wished more than anything you could see his reflection in the mirror as he stood behind you. A shiver ran down your spine as he palmed your ass with his hand caressing it until it left marks you knew you would be purple and blue all over when morning came you would have to go back to wearing your long jumpers in the middle of summer so that your brother Ed wouldn't see.

"Your thinking about him, aren't you pet?" Nikolai teased as he hooked your finger in your underwear. You were already bared and aching for him.

You didn't say anything in return you knew that he was playing with you teasing and trying to get under your skin you focus on your own reflection in the mirror ignoring his taunts you weren't going to let him get off that easy.

"Your brother Ed. What would he think if he knew that his innocent sister was a Vampire's whore?" He taunted as he punctuated every word.

"He won't know. He will never know about this-" You say as you watch him from the corner of his eye and he lets out a dark chuckle.

"My dear. If he doesn't know by now I will make sure that he does by leaving these pretty little marks against your porcelain skin" His lips brush against your neck even tangled in your hair.

You moan into him, almost giving up on him entirely. Your body turned to mush as your underwear fell to the ground of the basement, your legs cold and shivering even colder against his ice skin.

"You promised me-" You whine as he pulls his lips back "A poem"

He groans "Your insatiable"

"I thought this was meant to be my gift Nikolai?" you frown with a pout as you try to find some way to play with him. To get him back for all the times he would easily turn your body into clay he could mold anyway he wanted.

"Now your going to be a good girl and I'll tell you the poem as long as you let me fuck you in front of this mirror" He orders

You nod. Purley out of habit. Fuck.

"Tell me, tell me that you want to do this-" He urges.

You know he doesn't actually want your consent he just makes you say it so he can taunt you about it later. That you wanted this - that you asked for this. Asked for his bruises burning against your skin branding you with his sharp claws.

"I--" you whimper as his finger nails dig deeper into your flesh he hasn't even entered you yet and you don't even need to see his reflection to know that he's enjoying this.

You heard him from behind as he undid his zipper with one hand. You could feel his jeans rubbing against you as they fell down you could feel him immediately and he wans' even pressing against you.

"Love-"

"I want this" You tell him and then he finally enters. He breathing into your ear.

"I think you deserve this gift from me my sweet"

You moan as you feel him ghost against you, the edge of his tip pressing against the softness of your skin.

"Your dripping for me already aren't you my love?" He teases as his hand reaches to press against your clit.

"Drenched-" He smirks.

You watch yourself in the mirror. Your head and eyes rolling back as he brushed teased and rubbed against you. You bite your bottom lip trying to conceal your sounds but you were in the basement and your brother was away with his girlfriend for the week so it wasn't as if it matters how loud you were. You just didn't want to hear yourself so exposed and so used by him. It was humiliating but at the same time...you enjoyed it, craved it even.

You try and move away to tease him but he already has you under his grasp under his will it was like you were possessed - hypnotized even as he grinds against you continuing to pick up the pace.

"No more teasing-tell me your damn poem" You groan. You could orgasm just from this alone not even touching his cock and boy does he know that.

"Alright fine" He grunts "But if you look away you know the consequences" He taunts as he takes a handful of your hair as a taunt. As a warning.

You moan in conformation.

"Good" You hear Nikolai behind you licking his lips as your eyes flutter back to your reflection.

"And suddenly I understood that without you I’m not completely sane myself, To run away and come straight back I’m tempted"

His thrusts increase with each word. You watch yourself your body jerking back you can feel his eyes on your tits as the bounce under your shirt. You don't normally wear a bra with your workout gear and with a hunt there was no need for one today.

Lucky Bastard.

There was something about hearing Nikolai grunt behind you his hand slapping into your ass as his thrusts changed rhyme from slow and steady to then fast hard and primal.

"To never know my place on Earth again. So fast did you become part of my blood, So much part of myself you are right now, A mere scratch would make me cry, For fear that I might lose you drop by drop"

"Nikolai-" You gasp.

You felt nothing but your mixed pleasure dripping between your legs. Already you were numb and soaked after this you knew you would need a long warm shower to escape his aroma.

"There is no springtime anywhere, With lifeless blossoms now you button up your coat. With springtime’s bitterness I look for honey, But you, my love, are there in its place."

You wish you could see him as he came undone grunting as he thrusted into you. You knew it was nearing the end as he brushed his fangs against your neck puncturing it still you watched yourself in the mirror. You could practically see his cock probing against your belly he was so far so deep and so tight. There was something about a vampire that was so different from anything else you had experienced before. Perhaps that was the reason why you found it almost impossible to escape his embrace.

Your neck is red now as he tears at it, ingesting your blood your body rocking back and forth his skin smacking against yours. You eyes fall to the floor as you watch your cum drip down to your legs.

"And suddenly I know that without you, I die myself and can’t come back to life, Although I had been born, as you well know,To be the one protecting you from-from"

He stutters, and it's a sight to behold. You watch as your undead lover comes undone, groaning as he thrusts into you once more, slamming you into him. You are already weak at the knees, and thanks to his powerful grasp, you are able to stay upright for the most part.

"Nikolai-" There's a sense of urgency in your voice as you urge him to come and to finish the poem.

"From yourself-" He grunts, and you roll your head back as you feel his body vibrate with pleasure, and he wraps you in a cold embrace. He breathes in and then out. It won't be long until he's back thrusting into you again.

[talesfromthecrypts]

Neil Newbon in Beyond the Rave (2008)

[astarions-bride]

Okay but this with Nikolai, too 👀

(maybe a bit more gruff and demanding but still)

the idea of Astarion drinking from Tav and then checking on them like people at blood banks do

“Alright darling, sit here for 15 minutes, no physical exercise for 24 hours, and please, keep this bandage on your neck for at least 4 hours. Also, my dear, would you like a snack? A fruit juice, perhaps? We need to keep your blood sugar up if you’d like to keep doing this~”

And Tav’s just lying there like

[astarions-bride]

Not me thinking of Neil Newbon characters as paranormal monsters for Halloween...😗 👉👈