#the tale of the batman || writings 🎸

[freakfangstm]

"You're looking paler than usual Munson."

- @bluejaycarver

@bluejaycarver

Well, fuck him sideways, if it wasn't the one and only Jason Carver, guess this was gonna happen at some point, one way or another. Their paths would have to cross. Guess its what he got for staying in Hawkins.

There is no response at first; he is silent, the tips of his fangs digging into the flesh of his bottom lip. “Oh yeah know how it is…being stuck inside all the time being a quote on quote convicted serial killer can ruin a guys complexion..”

Eddie peered over with lifeless eyes, their gleam like a cats vision at night. “What do you want Carver.”

[freakfangstm]

His eyes are on the blondes hands when they display before him in the low light. The full moon made the porch easy to see at least. Also meant his eyes would glow a little less. Even creeped himself out sometimes when he caught his reflection in the mirror. Also another weird thing about him, he could see himself still and vampires..well, they didn't have reflections. But somehow he did.

Eddie flicks the end of his roach. "Girls not doing it for ya anymore or something ? Hell as a gay man I can relate a bit with that one.."

The joint is held out towards Billy again. "Finish 'er up..seems like you could use it more then I do.." He winks. "The whole sex thing too, your secrets safe with me."

He knows he has eyes on his waist, it was showing off really for anyone to see, grey sweat pants low against his hips, the black sabbath belly tank wasn't helping either. The happy trail is dark against pale skin. “...Uuhh, soo, you gonna just stare at me sweetheart or are you hoping I would say hello first?..” He grins, showing off his left fang.

(( the nibbles eh 👀 ))

@freakfangstm

He can’t help but stare. Eddie’s body is maybe his fourth favorite thing about the metalhead; first three being his personality, his voice, and his eyes in that order. Since moving into the trailer park Billy has been spending more and more time with Eddie in his trailer. There’s a safety there that he’s never known. But there’s also a hell of a lot of temptation in the form of a handsome brunette with musician’s hands.

The blonde tore his eyes from the delectable exposed happy trail and looks up at Eddie’s face. Sometimes he has to fight that old urge to bite back and claim he’s not exactly what he is. With this fanged man, it’s easier.

“Who says I wanna do anything?” Mischief gives his ocean blue eyes a glint as he grins.

[freakfangstm]

What do you mean he can't just bite people unprovoked????

[freakfangstm]

“.. Eddie ? You here ?” The werewolf hoped his vampire friend was still around .

He was, standing upon a low branch of the old oak tree still slowly waking from the winter cold. His hands are in his pockets and the vampire steps off the branch, landing on his feet before the other. A curious look on his face. “Hey, man..I sure am what do I owe the pleasure?”

@untamedlobo

[freakfangstm]

x 🦇｡･ﾟﾟ･ @creelsclocks

He only tasted Henry’s blood once before, and it had been a experience to say the least. He sucks in a sharp breath as the vibrating gets more intenseand Eddie’s grip gets tighter, as if afraid he’ll loose his prey in the moment. The warm hand cupping the back of his head causes those eyes to peek open. A low noise escapes Eddie, a weak groan and the pain in his stomach began to ease itself, he feels like he can fully straighten himself up again. The weight that came with the pain dragging his shoulders down had eased. And the metalhead nearly proceeds to go limp himself.

However, not wanting to cause the two of them to tumble to the floor. He regains himself and a hand slaps the wall above the, claws ripping down the wallpaper. Eddie’s pressing forward and he takes in a few more desperate gulps, waiting for the pain to dull away. of the sweet blood before he shoves back with both hands now on the wall, tearing Henry’s shirt as the vampire lurches himself back and falls over with a thud. Blood smeared down Eddie’s lips, chin, and mouth. Gasping a few times and cursing to himself.

His appearance suddenly changed. Colour had somewhat returned to his face and lips and doe eyes filled with light. He feels his legs tingling again with warmth. The usual stiffness giving way of his joints. However, what we won’t acknowledge, as usualroutine when consuming this kind of blood, was the feeling of warmth between his legs.

Eddie curls his knees and sits down on the floor, peering at the chunk of the blonde’s shirt, now stuck to his hand. “S-Shit..uhm, sorry....your..shirt?” He frowns and looks up with blinking eyes.

[freakfangstm]

His brows raise and his head is cocked to the side and the vampire sighs through his nose. At least his family was helping him and he actually had someone to turn too. Eddie was all by himself, he had gone through his change alone too, curled up in a sewer drain, wanting his low moans of pain to be hidden from the world. He shivers away the terrible memory and nods. “It's bit of a long story but.. I can assure you it wasn't like how you ended up..er a vampire.”

He frowns. He almost didn't want to share it with the younger one, might give the kid nightmares.. “Er animals are a good start, just try not to do any house pets, trust me too many cats and your stomach hurts.”

@freakfangstm liked this starter call!

It was weird, being a vampire. Especially since nobody really knew how he became one. What started out as a weird instance of sleepwalking turned out to be sleepwalking and some kind of attack, then vampirism. Fortunately he knew a vampire, and so Finney wandered around the forest, calling for Eddie. Eventually he heard a twig snap and turned around, sheepishly grinning.

"Hey man. Um... question. Well, actually a few questions but one pretty important one."

[freakfangstm]

‘ I think you are wearing your dinner, love.’ Three am writing from Ben and I@multistoty

@multistoty ::

Blood was bright against the pale skin like wine on white silk. The comment makes his head dip back and sighs, staring at the ceiling and he feels like the blood he just consumed is ready to come right back up his throat. “Oh is it, you really think so? What gave it away..?”

[freakfangstm]

a laugh leaves jason’s lackey, hand placing itself on eddie’s chest to push him away. “you heard me, freak. freaks attract freaks. everyone knows that giant killed his sister. you should be careful— you’re probably next.” a pause, giggles leaving the boy’s lips. “that is, unless you kill him first for your bullshit satanic rituals.”

You would think that after Jason was dead his ittle gang of asskissers would of been over with. But it seemed like that wasnt gonna be the case. Of course, things already went to shit in his life, whats to say it was gonna be done once his life ended? Eddie feels a heat of anger bubbling, its worse then the heat he felt in his stomach that came with the pain. They where alone, having been stuck in the same detention room. The shove makes that heat explode, the words sister killer ringing in his head.

He had grown soft for the large brunette, a protective feeling crept into his chest and his eyes display his disgust. Micheal would never do somthing like that! "What a fucked up thing to say..” That was just a stupid rumor. Right? "You believe everything someone tells you? Or are you really that fucking stupid? It's dangerous to accuse someone of violent acts, believe me, I should know.” His eyes have changed suddenly, and he is right back where he started. His face right in the other boys. Pupils glowing. He doesbt blink once, tone low and he smiles.

The feeling of the room changes, Eddie is staring at the jock like he was nothing but prey. "You might be right, I do need a good sacrifice before having a butt date with Satan, but I have to have virgin blood first..” An arm is grabbed and Eddie sinks his teeth in, ripping his head back to tear flesh.

[freakfangstm]

forest hills trailer park isn’t the type of place to hang out at night; especially not the surrounding woods. but michael couldn’t sleep, and felt too suffocated with his tiny trailer so he decided to go for a walk. it’s two in the morning and there’s been no traces of anyone else, even the animals deathly quiet. but then he hears what sounds like the screech of a rabbit and his curious mind makes him follow the sound; maybe he’ll run into a predator animal. he doesn’t expect to see eddie… hands bloodied, the same red on his chin and lips. michael tilts his head as he watches from behind a tree, not scared at all…. simply curious. confused. he’s as quiet as can be, though with eddie’s heightened sense of smell, it’d be impossible to miss the sweet, almost maple scent of michael’s veins, especially with the strong winds happening tonight.

He was so hungry. Always. No matter how much he consumed the burning in his stomach only seemed to get worse. Eddie didn’t want to have to kill to feel better, believe me. It wasn’t easy as first. The sounds of little creatures crying out in pain due to his actions certainly didn’t help. But, after a while you do start to get use to it.. He always waited till he knew Uncle Wayne was fast asleep before sneaking out to go and hunt. His uncles scent and the sound of his blood flowing was enough to drive him crazy. Since the earth had been ripped up, his old trailer destroyed. Their new trailer was much smaller, the living room merged into the tiny bedroom where his Uncle slept. Since the vampire no longer needed sleep.. He had no need for a bedroom.

The vampire didn’t notice Micheal at first, too busy drinking from a rabbit he had managed to catch. He lifts his head to pause his feeding, panting softly with his eyes wide. He could smell something.. Sweet. A similar scent was now clicking in his mind and Eddie stands up quickly. Looking around he seems confused. Why was he smelling Micheal right now? His question is soon answered when the metal head peers over and spots the taller man watching him. And Eddie is frozen in place. Fuck fuck, fuck! Why was Micheal here? Now? Of all the times for him to randomly show up! “...M-Micheal...” The rabbit is dropped and he hisses quietly. “ I-It’s not what it looks like...I-I can..explain..”

@pumpkinstabs

[freakfangstm]

Hey pretty boy, what's your favorite dessert?

"If you mean before I became well...this, then I would have to say those jelly filled pastries..Dunno what they are called but damn, my neighbour would make them for me and my Uncle.." His expression then turns slightly grim.

"Miss those days..I really do, I wonder if she stills make them."

[freakfangstm]

your beauty never ever scared me.

It's dark, he can't move. Everything inside of him feels like ice. His viens feel like they itched, and Eddie can't seem to open his eyes.

On the outside, he sat crouched, snarling like a wild animal as he held onto a body, some random man who ended up in the wrong place at the wrong time. Blood was smeared all over him as Eddie wore a simple pair of pajama shorts, dirtied with earth debre and blood. He shifts, low on his knees. He had paused his feeding when the soft voice lulled him.

It suddenly felt like he could open his eyes again, His conciousness swarming back.

Now he stares up at Micheal with a glow of scorn on his eyes, looking unsure at first at who it was that stared down at him. Then they slowly began to widen and the lost look in his stare was lifting. Eyes pricking with tears as he stares back at the other. ‘Wait, he's here..Micheal is here...? Yeah it has to be...he always did have such...gentle eyes..’

Eddie stiffened, his fangs clenched tightly and the low hissing sounds that continued to rumble his throat was lowering down to a pathetic choking sound. He drops the body and curls back, panting and shaking his head slowly. “....Micheal-...s’hurts.”

[freakfangstm]

“accidentally cut myself,” now that michael has sought eddie out, he unwraps the bloodied bandaids from his hand. crimson immediately pools at the surface and begins to drip down his palm. he knows eddie can’t get enough of his lycan blood, so best not to let it go to waste.

@pumpkinstabs

It's sickly sweet, instantly wrapping around his nose and pulls him forward. Eddies mouth is gapped opened and he turns to look over at Micheal. Eyes dialate and he wat he's the crimson pool down from the open wound. The vampire is suddenly close, grabbing onto the others wrists as he trembles, lifting the bloodied hand and laps eagerly at the wound, a small gasp escapes and he can't keep the low hissing sounds from leaving his throat. “M-Micheal...You need to be more careful.." He mutters, " Let me heal you..?" His saliva did wonders after all..

[freakfangstm]

“this isn’t food, eddie. i said i want food,” michael’s distaste is visible in his gaze as he stares down at the dead rabbit before him. though he tried at first, animal blood has just not been satisfying him at all. if anything, it leaves him hungrier.

His arms are crossed and so is the look on his face. Eddie frowns and leans down to scoot the dead rabbit over closer to his chained up boyfriend. It had been only a day since Eddie had found a way to turn Micheal into a vampire, wanting to be mates for eternity after many long hours of Eddie being unconvinced and unsure if Micheal really wanted that or not.

Well, he had been finally convinced and for his lovers safety the bigger man was currently chained to the wall by his ankles. “Well it's all you’re getting so, get used to it.” Eddie murmurs, clearly tired of the same conversation.“We can’t hunt humans and you know this..” Came the quiet growl, crouching before the other, smelling the hunger and frustration rolling off his lover.

“Specially not till your rut is over..trust me, the first kill as a vampire is bad, it's messy and-..” He sighs. His first rut had been terrible, waking up covered in blood. An old women he had no memory of killing laid at his feet, her scared eyes still open.. “-And it's just..its bad, alright? So please just trust me..”

@pumpkinstabs

[freakfangstm]

❝Can you please stop being so distracting with your attractiveness? It makes me just wanna stop what I am doing to love on you, thank you.❞ - Steve {He one hundred percent doesn't actually want Eddie to stop cause he loves having a reason to love on his boyfriend, not that he needs one - he knows that lol.}

Did he know he was being distracting while Steve was trying to do some work? Yes, absolutely. The vampire peers over with an innocent smile on his lips. The edge of his shirt was being played with, teasing itself up to show off just a little bit of belly skin. The idea however of being loved upon did sound like a good idea to him.

Eddie is all grin as he leans down to grab the arms of the desk chair his boyfriend currently sat in. He pulls Steve’s chair around and is quick to plop himself into that lap. “Oh me? Being distracting? I dunno what you’re talking about Stevie..”

@chaoticrebels ♡

[freakfangstm]

michael knows eddie doesn’t sleep, but hopes he doesn’t mind laying in bed with michael for a bit. the taller of the two lays on top of eddie, cuddling into his chest. thank god eddie doesn’t have to breathe.

Of course he doesn’t mind! It's like having a heated and weighted.) blanket on top of you. One that smelled fresh of a earlier shower, fresh shampoo and the usual scent of Micheal. He came to the conclusion that it was like a smokey smell that made the tip of his nose tickle.

Eddie ran his fingers through Micheals locks before him, rings off and laid on the table. Doe eyes stare at the ceiling. The others heart rate is slowed so he is sure the man resting on him is dozing off. On high alert, wanting nobody to bother the man as he rested.

[freakfangstm]

Maybe it was the weed talking, but he honestly didn't care to find out if it was or not. They were sharing one, sitting in Jeff's livingroom while The Rocky Horror played idly on the tv. Though, now their heads where low together, room a fog. Eddie blinks, staring back into hazel when the other spoke. Lips pressing together slightly.

"....Y-Yeah?" He moves a little closer, keeping the eye contact. "Well, I do now..so, you gonna do anything about it..?

@chivalrites