#omg hunter!jan being married off to vampire!bojan

[nyx-aira]

Me every time there is new vampire!bojan content:

Hi, hello, politely begging for any tidbit of Vampire!Bojan if you have any to spare?

<3

Nonnie congratulations this made me copy a bunch of things out of the chat in which @touchyourblood and I had been spitballing and turn them into actual paragraphs so really I gotta say thank you

I had to give some thought to which bit to share with you, but I think I've finally picked one. The setup for it is a bit convoluted, but in essence, Bojan is a vampire (ha) and protector of his domain - some part of Slovenia - who keeps the local residents safe from all kinds of monsters. In return for this protection, he is offered a spouse by the local hunter family - a human he can feed on, and who, according to the vows, essentially belongs to him. Cue Jan, coming from a storied hunter family, married off to Bojan in essentially an arranged marriage.

Jan, who was allowed by Bojan to perform at the local pub and caught the attention of another man while doing it....

the next thing he knows, Bojan is there. Eyes red, anger and possessiveness equally mixed.

“Are you sure you want to be flirting with my husband?" he asks menacingly.

The guy makes himself scared with a speed that rivals that of vampires.

"I didn't encourage him, I swear,” Jan rushes to say. “I told him I was married, but he wouldn't go away." It’s a feeble excuse, he knows. He was up here, the center of attention. He remembers picking his outfit, thinking this shirt is a particularly good color on him, the cut especially sexy. And everyone knows vampires are possessive. He half expects Bojan grab him then and there and bite him, mark possession on his skin. Nobody would say a word.

But all Bojan says, softly, is “let’s go home.”

He can feel the glances on him, too. Some angry or disappointed – Bojan is their protector, after all, and Jan has disappointed him. Others are pitying, likely imagining what’s in store for him tonight and coming to the worst conclusions. And for all Jan knows, they might not be wrong.

The walk is silent, Jan keeping pace with Bojan. He guesses Bojan wants privacy for whatever comes next, and he’s grateful for it. But Bojan doesn’t say a word when they arrive home, either, beyond wishing him goodnight.

Still, Jan knows what he has to do. He gets ready for bed as he does every night, wearing a shirt that offers easy access, brushes his hair back from his neck as he lies down, and waits.

When Bojan comes to him – silent, a shadow in the shadows – there’s none of his usual soft words and gentle touches. He’s simply there, and in the blink of an eye, he pounces, Jan pinned beneath him. His eyes are red (how are they red in the darkness?), fangs visible, and Jan’s heart thunders as he stares up at the man he’s married to.

He stays still with an effort of willpower.

“You’re mine,” Bojan growls.

“Yours. I swear,” Jan agrees. “Always.”

When Bojan bites, it’s like he’s staking a claim. There’s no precision in the way he pierces the skin or restraint in the way he drinks. Jan’s wrists are pinned, a vice-like grip he couldn’t get out of even with hunter training, and he has to force himself not to struggle against it. To lie still and allow Bojan to drink mouthful after mouthful, wondering when he’ll stop. If he’ll still be conscious when he does.

When Bojan withdraws, he doesn’t lick the wound closed. Jan looks up through the haze of blood loss to see his fangs still out, blood dripping from his lips, matching the redness of his eyes. The darkness of the room, lit only by beams of moonlight, sharpens the contrast of light and shadow into a psychedelic

He looks monstrous, and Jan truly understands for the first time exactly who he’s married to.

The next second, Bojan’s gone, as fast as he came. Jan is alone, bleeding onto the sheets and trembling.

Why is he so frightened? He’s no more hurt than any other time Bojan’s fed on him. Really, by the standards of their marriage, he’s unharmed, and Bojan is a vampire.

And yet it still takes him hours to fall into a fitful sleep.

[signoraviolettavalery]

I did in fact get some sleep! without vampire Bojan dreams! Shocking!

Yes, Nace will have a role in this, but not THIS one. He's a gentleman, he wouldn't harass Jan and not take no for an answer!

#omg hunter!jan being married off to vampire!bojan#still having his passion for music but being restrained to basically the life of a trophy husband#jan seeing bojans true side for a split second for the first time and realising to who or WHAT he is actually married too#omg perfection

YES you get it, everything about this is absolutely correct. A trophy husband to a terrifying monster who can do anything he wants with him. Poor Jan....

#but i swear this au will kill me if you ever write more of it#i might as well start planning my own funeral already#cause of death: vampire!bojan and hunterhusband!jan

Hate (love) to tell you this but you might need to start making those plans. We've basically been writing the entire flipping thing via chat and then I've been going through and copying from the chat into a word document so like there is a whole-ass AU. Including the first/wedding night (the first time Bojan feeds!), the aftermath of the Incident in the excerpt above, kinky sexytimes, Jan gushing to Nace about how in love he is with Bojan....we've got a lot cooked up.

#also please answer me one question: do you plan on putting jan in some slutty shirts because please do#just imagine: disheveled jan pulling up the way to big satin shirt to his shoulders bite mark visible and just aahaghaghagh#as you can see i am smitten

I kind of take it as a given that he's usually wearing slutty shirts. Bojan does like to see the marks he left, after all....

Hi, hello, politely begging for any tidbit of Vampire!Bojan if you have any to spare?

<3

Nonnie congratulations this made me copy a bunch of things out of the chat in which @touchyourblood and I had been spitballing and turn them into actual paragraphs so really I gotta say thank you

I had to give some thought to which bit to share with you, but I think I've finally picked one. The setup for it is a bit convoluted, but in essence, Bojan is a vampire (ha) and protector of his domain - some part of Slovenia - who keeps the local residents safe from all kinds of monsters. In return for this protection, he is offered a spouse by the local hunter family - a human he can feed on, and who, according to the vows, essentially belongs to him. Cue Jan, coming from a storied hunter family, married off to Bojan in essentially an arranged marriage.

Jan, who was allowed by Bojan to perform at the local pub and caught the attention of another man while doing it....

the next thing he knows, Bojan is there. Eyes red, anger and possessiveness equally mixed.

“Are you sure you want to be flirting with my husband?" he asks menacingly.

The guy makes himself scared with a speed that rivals that of vampires.

"I didn't encourage him, I swear,” Jan rushes to say. “I told him I was married, but he wouldn't go away." It’s a feeble excuse, he knows. He was up here, the center of attention. He remembers picking his outfit, thinking this shirt is a particularly good color on him, the cut especially sexy. And everyone knows vampires are possessive. He half expects Bojan grab him then and there and bite him, mark possession on his skin. Nobody would say a word.

But all Bojan says, softly, is “let’s go home.”

He can feel the glances on him, too. Some angry or disappointed – Bojan is their protector, after all, and Jan has disappointed him. Others are pitying, likely imagining what’s in store for him tonight and coming to the worst conclusions. And for all Jan knows, they might not be wrong.

The walk is silent, Jan keeping pace with Bojan. He guesses Bojan wants privacy for whatever comes next, and he’s grateful for it. But Bojan doesn’t say a word when they arrive home, either, beyond wishing him goodnight.

Still, Jan knows what he has to do. He gets ready for bed as he does every night, wearing a shirt that offers easy access, brushes his hair back from his neck as he lies down, and waits.

When Bojan comes to him – silent, a shadow in the shadows – there’s none of his usual soft words and gentle touches. He’s simply there, and in the blink of an eye, he pounces, Jan pinned beneath him. His eyes are red (how are they red in the darkness?), fangs visible, and Jan’s heart thunders as he stares up at the man he’s married to.

He stays still with an effort of willpower.

“You’re mine,” Bojan growls.

“Yours. I swear,” Jan agrees. “Always.”

When Bojan bites, it’s like he’s staking a claim. There’s no precision in the way he pierces the skin or restraint in the way he drinks. Jan’s wrists are pinned, a vice-like grip he couldn’t get out of even with hunter training, and he has to force himself not to struggle against it. To lie still and allow Bojan to drink mouthful after mouthful, wondering when he’ll stop. If he’ll still be conscious when he does.

When Bojan withdraws, he doesn’t lick the wound closed. Jan looks up through the haze of blood loss to see his fangs still out, blood dripping from his lips, matching the redness of his eyes. The darkness of the room, lit only by beams of moonlight, sharpens the contrast of light and shadow into a psychedelic

He looks monstrous, and Jan truly understands for the first time exactly who he’s married to.

The next second, Bojan’s gone, as fast as he came. Jan is alone, bleeding onto the sheets and trembling.

Why is he so frightened? He’s no more hurt than any other time Bojan’s fed on him. Really, by the standards of their marriage, he’s unharmed, and Bojan is a vampire.

And yet it still takes him hours to fall into a fitful sleep.