#vampire denki

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vampire denki kaminari x chubby reader

KINKTOBER: biting (+blood)

word count: 2.6k words / mentions of blood because y'know... denki's a vampire and he bites you... / mdni ! 18+

denki hid that he was a vampire for many a years and when he met you he spent more energy than he was at pretending of him being human believable. he didn't want you to find out. he couldn't bare the aftermath. sweet little you came into his life and he didn't want you to leave.

that was at the beginning though, before denki invited you to his flat and he left to go to the bedroom to fetch his phone charger while you wondered into the kitchen after him saying you should get a drink and you finding a blood bag in his fridge, you regret screaming but can anyone blame you.

the drinks that denki was talking about were on the kitchen counter but you didn't see them, he should of clarified. now a hundred thoughts run through your head and you violently shake, someone who's your friend, someone who is becoming your best friend the more time you spend with each other is a murderer...? someone who steals from hospitals...?

denki asked you to calm down and sit on the sofa, your flight or fight went wild but you knew that he was stronger than you so you sat down, feeling like that was the only option.

denki sits across from you and regrets ever inviting you around, your lip is wobbly and you're teary eyed, his fists are clenched and to his sides and he knows you're going to leave him and never talk to him by the end of this.

he blurts it out, "i'm a vampire!"

"what?" your voice is quiet and scratchy trying not to look directly at him- scared.

"the blood you found was donated, a lot of the time i pay for blood, animal blood, but a farmer sent me a few bags for free. people know about vampires but i only drink animal blood." you don't believe him but you're confused and don't say anything. "oh yeah, look," he points to his mouth and it's slightly open, his teeth extends and it glints in the light of the lamp. sharp pointy teeth that were suddenly appearing leaves little room to argue that he's lying or going crazy.

"do you-do you kill humans?"

"what! absolutely not!" he lowers his voice realising that if you're asking questions he has a chance to salvage all this. it's so stereotypical and rude to ask a vampire that but you don't know that, you're not screaming bloody murder and running to grab your phone to call the police. "i've never killed someone or attacked someone. there's people out there who want vampires to bite them if you look online hard enough, whole communities where vampires feed off willing humans but i've never drank from a human and i never will."

"okay."

"...okay?" denki repeats after you, confused.

"yeah, okay. you're a vampire, it's... strange but you're still my friend and you told me yourself that you've never hurt anyone."

"and you believe me?" he asks in disbelief.

"are you lying?" you question.

"no."

"okay then," and that was the end of that.

now it's two years later and you're still friends, even closer than you were and it still sometimes shocks him that you never left and you still talk to him daily, you spend time together, you've invited him to your home. it's hard for him to stay at yours for long periods of times though, you already smell so good but being surrounded by your whole scent everywhere makes him salivate.

what's even worse is when you're on your period and why, of course, denki knows however you are absolutely clueless on the fact. it doesn't matter if you're wearing pads or tampons denki can smell you and you smell amazing.

he would never hurt you but you are almost irresistible to him, the sound of your pulse, your soft warm body, your aroma. he loves you. he would never tell you that though. a vampire and a human? what kind of relationship is that. a human could never love a vampire.

you're resting your cheek against your palm and smiling gently as you watch denki animatedly retell a story about guy's night last night when they went to a nightclub. "it seems like you all had a nice time denki, i would of paid money to see bakugou's reaction of those girls flirting with him. i'm sure when he got home midoriya complained all night," you say while laughing.

denki cackles, "it was truly a sight," he adds on, "sorry that you couldn't come."

"no need to say sorry denki, it was 'guys night', and guys night is just you, bakugou, kirishima and hanta."

"those girls were flirting with me as well," denki says flippantly but it makes your body grow cold. you know you shouldn't feel this way but you can't help but be jealous, the idea that someone else could take him away from you, you know he's not yours but you can't bare the idea that your denki would date someone else.

"was she pretty?" you ask but even you could hear the bitterness in your voice.

"huh? ... i mean, i guess she was." denki responds but confused by this odd question.

your stomach drops and your heartbeat is rapid, your body moves on it's own as you get up from your chair nearly knocking it over in the process as you bang your hands on the table and look at him, shouting, "i love you!" it's quiet. so very quiet. you've never been so bold before in your life but you can't lose him.

"what..." denki whispers and you lose any confidence you had.

"i love you. i've always loved y-" denki cuts you off by moving quicker than a blink of an eye right next to you and slamming his lips against yours, grabbing hold of your soft waist and pulling you harder against his lean body.

denki moves his hand under your top and starts stroking you tenderly, kissing all along you jaw all the way to your neck, his grip on you gets tighter as he gets closer to your pulse. denki moves you and slams you against the table, mumbling against your skin "i love you too." you loudly gasp and your eyes well up. denki carries on undressing you, lifting your top completely off and expertly undoing your bra before getting rid of your bottoms and underwear all in one go lowering down your body placing kisses all down you, before reaching your hip and placing a wet kiss there. you whine and grab his hair, making him groan. "please denki, want you, want you so bad."

"where my precious?" he murmurs against your hip and your cheeks get hot as you feel the vibration of his voice against your body.

"bedroom, please," you say breathlessly.

with his inhumane strength he picks you up by your plush thighs and carries you to your room, shrieking at the sudden movement, obviously you know he's a vampire but his power shocked you. denki kicks open the door and throws you on the bed, you bounce and land back down.

denki rushes to pull of his shirt and jeans and you're not ashamed to say you don't take your eyes of him for one second, feasting your eyes on him. his lithe body, surprisingly built arms and light freckly shoulders. you understand why those girls would flirt with him at that nightclub but he's yours.

denki crawls up along your body and holds you tight, kissing you all over again. he teasingly runs two fingers down your body, along your breasts, ribcage and round stomach planning to dip into your pussy and tease you while you whine for him for more.

you try and grab hold of his arm, "i can't wait denki." he freezes, thinking he knows what you mean but not wanting to jump to any conclusions, he might be wrong. "i need you now." denki stops his movements and kisses you on the cheek.

"i can't do that precious, i don't want to hurt you. you look..." he trails off and looks down at your opening, "small compared to me. all humans are delicate." he isn't lying when he says that either, humans break a lot easier than vampires. if he doesn't go slow then he'll tear something, humans are all the same in that capacity. "i've got to stretch you first or you'll be hurt. you'll um-bleed. " his grip on you gets so much tighter and he doesn't even notice, his pupils are dilated and he's breathing very heavily. one time you asked him why he breathed and he told you it wasn't necessary but he does it to blend in with humans and right now his heavy breathing and the way he's looking at you makes you nervous... and excited. you know he wouldn't hurt you but the idea of him biting you, making you bleed, a sudden stretch- exhilarating.

"denki i want you."

"precious i told you we can't, i can't."

"the look on your face tells me something different."

"this is nothing," he starts lifting himself up a bit but you drag him back down.

"i want it to hurt,"

denki's body relaxes more in your hold as you touch him and looks surprised, "what do you mean?"

"i trust you denki, more than anyone and- and you're a vampire right." you nearly whisper the end of the sentence about how he's a vampire.

"you know i am my love" he replies.

"won't you like it? me bleeding?"

"...that's not the point."

"i want this too."

you can see his resistance fading away the more you talk and leans into the crook of your neck, his hands finding it's way back to your hips and holding tighter. "please denki."

"fuck it," he groans and knocks open your thick thighs with his knee. denki slams his cock in you all at once and you go to cover your mouth with your hands to stop the squeal from being heard but before you can denki takes both of your wrists in one hand as they're reaching up your chest and moving upwards to your lips and pulls then up above your head. now loud squeals are heard that'll definitely result in noise complaints.

it hurts. it's painful. but god does it feel so good and denki is feeling equally as good, probably even more. your warm wet walls surrounding his cock and a little of your blood coating his dick from the stretch, it all makes him feral. it's not a lot but it's enough to drive him crazy, most people wouldn't even notice with how fast pace his thrusts are and how wet you are as well but he can see it, he can smell it. you smell delicious.

he wants more. he wants to taste you. wants you to bleed.

in his 'right frame' of mind he wouldn't like the way he's thinking now, he shouldn't be wanting to bite into a human, especially you but now he wants to bite into you, only you.

"can i bite you precious? i'll make you feel good you, i need you my love." he tried his best not to beg but it still sounds needy, it's almost hard to hear him speak over the loud slapping noises when your bodies connect and his balls smack against you. you do your best to hum and try and nod your head but it's hard when you're feeling immense pleasure. "good girl precious, you're going to feel good." he doesn't actually know that, he's never bit anyone before but he knows how people find the sensation to be addicting, he hopes that you'll like it and he'll make you feel good.

denki tilts your neck to the side and makes sure there's nothing covering your neck that'll hinder him biting you. the plan is to start with your neck and bite your wrist after, your neck is more tempting to him right now. denki moves your hands that were above your head and holds them to your side laying them down on the bed, intertwining your fingers together and holding your hands.

his fangs graze along your neck and a shiver runs down your spine mixed with your moans from everything else going on. he punctures your neck with his teeth and blood fills his mouth, you scream loudly and buck you hips up but denki holds you down still drinking from you, as soon as your blood touched his lips he groaned and fell further in love. the sensation of drinking more blood makes the sex a hundred times better for the both of you as so many of your senses are going crazy.

you feel his tongue run along the bite, soothing the pain as he lifts up you see his lips are tinted red and your cheeks are flushed at the sight, he smirks and bites you again, retracting his fangs so he doesn't puncture any more of your body (yet) and instead leaves bitemarks all over your body, his teeth imprints being left over in his wake.

he licks a line over to your breasts and around your nipple taking it in his mouth and sucking, you gasp loudly and try and buck up your hips again. after playing with your nipple for awhile, enjoying the noises you make he expands his teeth again and bites, breaking the skin and greedily drinking whatever you can give him, getting drunk on your taste and scent.

he was planning to bite you more. he had a plan. he wanted to feel your pulse underneath your skin but he knows he won't be able to do that right now as his pace gets sloppy. he licks your wound over again and grips onto one of your hands tighter. denki lets go of your other hand and places his hand on your hip, kneading the doughy flesh underneath his fingertips, getting him even closer than he was before. he's going to cum, he know's he's going to cum. you just feel so good. he'd never leave a lady high and dry though- especially you.

reluctantly he lets go of your hand and he wishes at that point he had more than two arms right now as he lefts go and rubs your clit, feeling you tighten around him and in doing so getting him even quicker to his climax.

you're stunned at how soon you feel like you're going to cum but it's not the most surprising after how good everything has been feeling. you've lost track of time, you've lost track of everything outside of denki, everything else faded away and all you could focus on was him, his teeth felt so good against your skin, his dick felt so good inside of you, his hands felt so right in yours.

your back arches, your toes curl and you scream- ultimate bliss. a smirk crept onto denki's face as he takes such pride in getting you to feel so good.

he cums soon after, burying himself inside you to the hilt, as far as he can, moaning deeply. he stays inside you for a second before slowly pulling out not wanting you to feel suddenly empty. denki lays down and pulls you against him, running his hand along your arm. breathlessly you tell him, "that was amazing."

"it really was. i love you precious," he affirms the sentiment tenderly and sincerely.

you look up at him and smile sweetly wrapping your arm around his waist, "i love you too."

denki was wrong about vampires and humans. you've never loved anyone more than that flirty, funny, idiot vampire and he loves you back.

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Bloodthirst ⭑˚💋⭑ 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑢𝑒: 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑛 𝑜𝑓 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡

bnha x vampire!reader

reverse harem, my hero academia x fem!reader, my vampire!reader, slowburn

As punishment for your sins, you, a young vampire, are banished — not just from your home, but to a different world entirely. Now, you find yourself in a foreign place where Quirks and heroes are the norm. In addition to coming to terms with your new life, you must also face your greatest challenge: controlling your massive thirst for blood.

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The intoxicating scent of blood. The feel of it being smeared across your cheeks, some of it even dripping down your chin. And best of all... the taste. On the night you nearly killed someone, that was all you could focus on.

“...[Name], please...”

In the darkness, a voice quietly choked out those words. It was a desperate cry, weak and hoarse. They’d been calling out to you like this for several minutes on end, but you were too entranced to take note of it. You just kept on drinking from their neck, relishing in the sweet flavor that enveloped your throat and tongue.

If your parents hadn’t intervened when they had, you would have become a murderer.

“What in the world are you doing?! Stop it right now!”

Before you could make sense of what was happening, you were being pulled away from your prey. All you could do was thrash about furiously. In your present state, you were no better than a feral animal. All logic and reason had left your mind a long time ago. What remained was nothing but hunger and selfish desire.

It wasn’t until someone slapped you across the face, hard, that you finally came back to your senses. At first, everything was fuzzy, but eventually, the images stopped dancing in front of your eyes, and you were able to take in the scene.

A friend of yours, a rather close friend, as a matter of fact, was laying helplessly on the ground, blood staining the length of their neck. A good deal of it had even soaked into the front of their shirt. They weren’t moving either. You could barely even tell that they were breathing, what with how subtly their chest was moving up and down.

Eyes wide, you slowly patted the sides of your face, fingers coming back coated in crimson. Their blood, and it was all over you. So much blood... it was too much. You did this? You took this much blood from them?

“Wait,” you started, but it was too late to bother making excuses for what you’d done. Your friend was lifted up by someone and taken out of the room in a hurry, no doubt to receive immediate treatment. Their body looked limp in the arms of the person carrying them. If you hadn’t known better, you might’ve thought they were already a corpse.

And you had no one but yourself to blame for it.

“You foolish girl!” It was your mother, the same person who’d slapped you in order to bring you back to reality. She grabbed hold of your shoulders, teeth viciously grit from anger. “Do you have any idea what you've done? How could you possibly lose control and do that to your own friend? You nearly killed them! They might die because of you!”

You blinked, tears slowly slipping down your cheeks. “I... I didn’t mean to—”

“No! There’s no excuse! I’ve told you time and time again not to get carried away. Not to let your thirst for blood cloud your reason. What am I meant to say to that child’s family? They’ve been devoted retainers of ours for countless generations. You’ve single-handedly destroyed the trust we worked so hard to build up!”

She clenched her fist, looking as though she wanted to hit you again, but unlike you, she was able to control herself. Then, she stood up, expression devoid of any emotion.

“This was the last straw,” she said coldly. “You never learn, [Name]. Us vampires are more powerful than we even realize. You cannot simply take what you want, whenever you want it. There are limits to your greed and gluttony. As your mother, I cannot continue to excuse such irresponsible behavior.”

“So... what are you trying to say?” you gaped. It was all too much to process at once. It hadn’t even really sunk in that you’d nearly killed your friend. You still couldn’t believe that you were capable of such a thing.

Your mother turned away from you. “Enough is enough. You haven’t corrected your mistakes after all this time. I’ve given up on trying to get through to you. As for the severity of your crimes... you will be punished accordingly.”

She left without explaining any further. Still shocked beyond belief, your entire body sagged. Once again, you touched the sides of your face, marveling at how much blood was staining your skin. It wasn’t normal for a human to lose this much blood. It wasn’t normal for anyone to lose this much blood.

Your mother was right. What you’d done was disgusting and inexcusable. Whatever the punishment was, you wholly deserved it, and you would accept it without protest.

At least, that was what you’d thought.

“Banishment?!” you cried out, panicked. “I understand I committed a grave mistake, but surely that’s taking it too far!”

You stood in front of your entire family. The king and queen, your mother and father, were seated at the forefront, staring down at you with remorseless eyes. Everyone else had gathered too—your many siblings, your uncles and aunts, your cousins. Even your grandparents, who were normally nowhere to be found, had made an appearance for your judgment day.

“It has already been decided,” you father glowered. “No one else in this family loses control of themselves the way you do. Time and time again, you allow your craving for blood to render you blind to the suffering of others. As the rulers of this kingdom, we cannot allow such conduct to go unchecked, even if you are our own kin.”

You could feel your entire body shaking. “But banishment... just what am I supposed to do? Where am I supposed to even go? I’ll take any other punishment! Just not this! I’m afraid. Please... mother, father, everyone... don’t get rid of me. Don’t make me be on my own.”

“It isn’t a permanent solution,” your mother sighed. “But for a while, this much is necessary. We cannot continue to be soft with you. You’ll learn the consequences for your actions the hard way. Once you’ve matured and learned to act in a manner befitting your position, you may return.”

“But I—”

“There is no room for arguing. We’ve already made up our minds.”

Tears continued to well up in your eyes. Of course. You understood the weight of a life, and how close you’d come to nearly extinguishing it. But you still couldn’t help but be afraid. You were only fourteen years old. To be cast away like this, left to fend all for yourself... it wasn’t such an easy thing to stomach.

So, this was it, then. This was the last time you’d see your family, for god-knows how long. Until they somehow decided you were worthy of returning home.

While you wiped at your eyes and kept from sobbing outright, a few cloaked figures stepped forward. You didn’t recognize any of them. These people weren’t from your family. In that case... who were they?

“Mages,” your mother answered calmly, having all but read your mind. “We brought them here in order to carry out your banishment.”

“Why would you need mages to do something like that?”

No sooner had you asked the question, you felt a horrible sense of dread, even worse than what you’d experienced thus far. The mages made a circle around you and ignored your pleading expression, opting instead to pull out some crystals from their cloaks and extend them towards you.

“Mother, father,” you trembled. “What... what’s happening?”

Not just your parents, but all of your family members looked solemn. They clearly knew what was about to come next.

“It is a fairly complicated spell,” your mother eventually said. “A large amount of magic is needed to transport someone to a different world.”

Wait, what? A different world?

You understood now what that horrible sense of dread was. You weren’t just being banished from your home. You were being banished from the only world you’d ever known.

“Please!” you cried out, trying to rush forward as a last-ditch effort. It didn’t work, though. The magic tethered you in place, making your entire body feel as though it had turned to lead. You couldn’t move. You could only squeeze your head as the gravity above you more than doubled, forcing you flat to the ground.

The last thing you saw was the grave look your parents gave you.

“Remember, [Name]. Remember this feeling, and never take a life for granted ever again.”

Light surged before your eyes. It was a foreign, disorienting feeling, and the scream you let out died in the back of your throat. It felt like everything was happening in the span of an inhale, but somehow painfully slowly as well. Whatever the case, you were helpless to do a damn thing about it.

After what was either a second or a whole eternity, you finally came to.

“Miss! Hey, miss! What’s the matter with you?!”

You peeled your eyes open, letting out a soft groan. Some middle-aged man was hovering over your fallen frame, lightly poking you on the shoulder every few seconds. Based on his expression, he was concerned, bewildered, or some combination of the two.

And he wasn’t the only one.

You quickly realized you were surrounded by a group of people, all of whom were staring down at you in visible confusion. Apparently, you were still lying flat on the ground, but in the middle of what looked to be some sort of road. Not only that, but there were strange contraptions all around you. Machines with four wheels that were travelling along the road, although most of them had stopped because you were dead in the middle of it.

Wearily, you pulled yourself to your feet. The group of people kept on pestering you and asking if you were alright, but you ignored them and breezed past. You needed to get your head on straight, but a quick look at your surroundings was really all you needed to confirm your worst fears.

This definitely wasn’t the world you were used to. Your own family had just kicked you out with no regard for your wellbeing, although you supposed that was the price to pay for the sins you’d committed. Crying about it more wouldn’t accomplish anything. You had no time to wallow in self-pity either.

Now, then. What the fuck were you supposed to do next?

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Shinsou: [is sick]

Midoriya: [dumps a stack of paper in front of him]

Shinsou: Are these homework?

Kaminari: It's our way of saying "get well soon".

Shinsou: You know, chocolate says that even better.

Midoriya: We did all your assignments.

Kaminari: Yeah. All you have to do is sign your name.

Shinsou: Chocolate means nothing to me.

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the coven (chapter 15)

minors dni

reader x bakugou x shinsou x kaminari x kirishima

cw: sub reader, smut, penetrative sex, threesome, blowjobs, spit roasting, biting, voyeurism kinda i think

Coven- a formation of at least three or more vampires

He told you they were dangerous- why didn't you believe him?

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on my ao3 if you'd prefer

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Their shower was insanely nice- you didn’t know why but you weren’t expecting vampire’s houses to have running water considering the ice-cold temperature of both them and their house.

When you went back into his room, dressed back in Hitoshi’s shirt that you were wearing before, Eijiro was exactly where you left him; you could tell he literally hadn’t moved a muscle.

He looked up at you- a wide smile plastered on his face like he had something to tell you. You smiled back at him- slightly confused and curious for what he was about to tell you.

“The others are all having sex in Katsuki’s bedroom, if you wanted to go and join them?” He asked, he sounded keen to be with them but not like he was forcing you to go.

You didn’t feel too sore from the night before- “yeah- that’d be fun,” your tone sounded sort of sheepish, as if you were scared of something. To be fair, you were slightly- for god’s sake you were about to have sex with 3 vampires at a time.

“You sure sweetheart, we don’t have to, I’ve had 100 years’ worth of sex with them I don’t care about missing one time.”

“No- I’d really love to.” You nodded your head profusely- to be honest even the suggestion of it aroused you. You felt your face flush red- God you sounded like such a slut.

He quickly stood up- seeming pleased by your answer. He grabbed you by the hand- intertwining your fingers with his and lead you across the hall.

The walk to Katsuki’s room felt like a haze- like the world had ended and you and Eijiro were the last thing in the universe, you could barely feel your feet as you walked- just the pounding of your heart.

His room was barely a few steps from Eijiro’s and yet it felt like a lifetime of anticipation.

The door was already slightly ajar- Katsuki’s room was gorgeous- you could tell that he bought the house. His room was almost pitch black but at this point you had gotten used to the low light. The room was probably the size of your apartment yet most of it was taken up by a four-poster bed in the centre- it was obviously huge and probably the biggest bed you had ever and would ever see, his sheets were silk and a dark shade of red. His walls were black although you could barely see them as his walls were taken up by huge posters- most of them were of incredibly old black and white movies- they looked like he had taken them of the walls of the cinema itself- the others were of old bands you didn’t recognise. Other than the bed there was only one other piece of furniture in the room- a bookcase taking up a whole wall, it was full of records- you knew how expensive they were, you hadn’t really considered how rich they were until you saw his room.

Despite all of this- the most noticeable thing in the room was the three men in the centre of the bed making out with each other- they were all clothed apart from Katsuki who was shirtless and Jesus fuck was he jacked. Anyway, Hitoshi was on top of Denki- rubbing his knee against his groin, the two of them hardly noticed when you and Kirishima came into the room.

Katsuki looked up from kissing Denki’s neck to smirk at you- a silent invitation for the two of you to join them on the bed.

As soon as you were on the bed, Katsuki was upon you- wrapping his arms around you and pulling you close- he stopped himself for a moment to ask,

“It’s okay if I kiss you right?” You nodded quickly and in an instant his lips were slamming against yours. Wow- he was certainly out of his shell now.

Katsuki left your lips for a moment; “Before we start- just to let you know- I’m not going to go easy on you just cause you’re a goddamn human or whatever.”

You smirked at that- not a single part of you wanted him to go easy on you. You wanted him in every way both humanly and inhumanly possible.

With that thought- you fell back against the pillows, your teeth lips clashing against Katsuki’s as he clambered on top of you fervently. You gasped into the kiss, parting your lips enough for Katsuki to dart his tongue through the gap and lick into your mouth. You welcomed the intrusion with a contented hum, sending your vocal chord’s vibrations directly into Katsuki’s throat. He begins roughly grinding himself against you, his erection growing with every thrust of his hips. You clawed desperately at his back- almost immediately his hands were in your hair tugging it away from your face and pulling it harshly from the ends- making you arch your back.

“God, do you have to be such a desperate slut?” You could tell it was a question where he didn’t expect an answer.

His hands grasped at your shirt- pulling it over your head- you weren’t wearing a bra; you were completely naked under his gaze. A strangled moan from across the bed broke you out of your trance. Holy shit, you’d totally forgot that literally a few inches from you, there were three more vampires making out eagerly with each other. Your stomach churned at the realisation. This was probably the norm for these boys, they wouldn’t give it a second thought, but you were still freshly no longer a virgin. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t insanely aroused by the situation; still though, a wave of nerves coursed through you. Almost all the boys had warned you about Katsuki’s lack of tenderness when it came to sex, including the man himself.

You almost breathed a sigh of relief when you heard Eijiro leave the other two and crawl towards where you lay beneath Katsuki. At least you knew Eijiro would be gentle. A mere week ago, if you had been told you’d be more relieved at the idea of a threesome than regular sex, you would’ve laughed hysterically. You really hoped this didn’t mean you were a total whore. It probably did.

Katsuki’s weight lifted off you and you opened your eyes. He was staring at Eijiro intensely, his permanent scowl deepening every few seconds- obviously reading his mind.

He turned to you. “Ei wants you to suck him of,” Katsuki said- it wasn’t so much a question as it was a demand. And you were more than happy to oblige.

“I can speak for myself” Eijiro interrupted with faux exasperation, “Would that be okay though baby?” He asked quickly- you could tell how much he wanted this- wanted you. You quickly nodded yes, and he closed in on you, pulling down his shorts- freeing his erection. He wasn’t wearing underwear, as if he were waiting for you; waiting for this moment.

Eijiro was already semi-hard.

“Can you stroke my dick for me baby?” he asked eagerly, you paused for a minute before sitting up on your knees and beginning to work at his half-hard cock. Even though you were inexperienced, his face showed nothing but pure pleasure.

You decided to start sucking him off- getting on your hands and knees- using one hand to grip his dick gently between your fingers, tilting it towards your salivating mouth- licking his tip. You were truly hungry for his dick. The more you sex you had the more enticing it was to you- the more you yearned for it. It was the one and only thing on your mind.

You allowed his cock to enter your mouth- gagging slightly at the feeling of his tip prod at the back of your throat. You truly hadn’t realised how well-endowed he was until this moment- you couldn’t take his whole dick at once- choosing to pump the rest of his cock with your hand while slipping his penis through your lips over and over again. You looked up at his face- his eyes were rolled into the back of his throat and moan after moan slipped from his throat.

“Shit- sweetheart- slow down a bit f’ me please?” You followed his advice- slowing down only slightly.

You felt Katsuki pulling your underwear to the side- his fingers gently prodding at your cunt- you gasped at the feeling of his thumb on your clit. The vibrations from your mouth did nothing but spur Kirishima on, one of his gentle hands resting on the back of your head.

You leaned into the blonde’s touch- desperately craving more of it. Eijiro’s eyes were completely in the back of his head as moans spilled from your throat- Katsuki pressed a finger inside you, quickly finding a spot inside of you that you didn’t know existed before you had met the vampires; he stuffed more fingers into you, living up to his word about not being gentle. He curled his fingers- pumping them in and out of your pussy.

His fingers were gone from you almost far too quickly; you felt empty for a moment before you felt Katsuki’s cock pressing against you. Weird- you hadn’t even heard the noise of his trousers unbuckling. All thoughts were instantly zapped from your head as you felt his cock begin to enter you. You hadn’t even seen his dick, but you could tell it was thicker than any of the other vampires and by the way he was entering you, you could tell it was probably longer too. The stretch burned slightly yet you had begun to crave the feeling of it- the feeling of his cock inside you sent you into a trance and, for just a moment you forgot Eijiro’s dick was in your mouth- pushing it further down your throat until you were practically choking on it. Your eyes began to leak with tears, but you simply couldn’t bring yourself to care, you only wanted more- you desperately wanted more. More of both of them.

Finally, the blonde was fully inside of you- wasting no time on letting you adjust. He thrusted in and out of you at a breakneck pace. Katsuki grabbed your hair harshly- forcing even more of Eijiro’s cock down your throat- all the air in your lungs was knocked out of your lungs in a single second but yet you couldn’t bring yourself to care. You would be almost glad to never breathe again if you could feel this good for a moment. Katsuki’s thumb was unrelenting on your clit- making you pulse around him- feeling your high creeping up on you.

Out of the corner of your eye you could see Denki getting practically pounded into the bed by Hitoshi- the fact they could see you only excited you even more. You clenched around Katsuki one last time before the knot inside you snapped. You were practically forced into your orgasm- the world went black for a moment as pleasure overwhelmed your entire being. You drooled around Eijiro’s cock- feeling his dick twitch in your mouth, you could tell he was going to cum soon too. You glanced up at him- his hand was thrown over his face and his head was thrown back.

“Fuck- baby- I’m gonna cum,” Eijiro gasped, almost sounding out of breathe, “I can cum in your mouth yeah?” He asked, you nodded yes as best you could.

It wasn’t long before his cum was spilling into your mouth, there was so fucking much of it- it seeped out of your mouth, not that you cared. You slipped his now flaccid cock out of your mouth.

Katsuki practically burst out laughing behind you, “Didn’t take you too long at all to cum, Ei?” He joked rhetorically.

Your senses were quickly overwhelmed as Katsuki increased his pace, nearly knocking you off your hands and knees.

“Fuck- cum f’ me again.” Katsuki practically demanded.

“Please- Katsuki- I can’t.”

“No such thing as can’t baby.”

His thumb sped up on your nub- practically forcing you towards your end. He leaned over you- leaving small bites on your neck. Or at least he tried to, you clenched around him, and he practically fell. Sinking his fangs completely into your neck- biting fully into you. For some reason that’s what did it for you, the damn inside you broke. You practically saw stars, clenching around him. Your orgasm seemed to force him into his- his cum spilling inside your gummy walls.

He pulled out of you almost immediately, grabbing you a bit too harshly by the neck- inspecting the bites he had left around your neck. “Shit- fuck, Y/N I’m sorry.”

[usagi-best-boy]

Slan

Berserk (1997)

[shinigami-striker]

Kyle Phillips | Sunday, 03.17.24

Same voice actor, different anime characters - featuring Kyle Phillips.

Fun Fact: Kyle Phillips (voice of Denki Kaminari/Chargebolt in My Hero Academia) also shares the same birthday with both Katelyn Barr (voice of Ryuko Tatsuma/Ryukyu) and Patrick Seitz (voice of Enji Todoroki/Endeavor). What a coincidence!

Happy birthday! 🎂

2013

Rowan - Gulity Crown (anime; English dub)

2016

Denki Kaminari - My Hero Academia (anime/movies/video games; English dub) (2016-present)

Gluttony - Servamp (anime; English dub)

2017

Shinichi Katori - Tsuredure Children (anime; English dub)

[grapesrsogood]

Welcome to my tumblr page :3

Okay, fandoms that i’m looking write about are:

-My hero academia

-Teen wolf (maybe)

-The maze runner (maybe)

-SakuVA characters

-Yuzuya fantasy series

-Marvel

-Spy x family (platonic, no specific characters)

These may change or i may want to write about something new, but for now this is where i am

Most will be x reader or x oc (a random name with no physical traits because i dont like y/n)

With fluff, smut and angst, im not too sure. I can do fluff and angst but smut is something i havent really tried yet so you’ll have to leave it with me.

Some characters that i like to do:

Mha:

-Bakugo

-Kirishima

-Bakugo and kirishima (kiribaku is life, sry ✌️)

- Denki

-Dabi

-Shigaraki

-Twice (?)

-Toga

Probably some others but these are my favs :)

Teen wolf:

-Stiles

-Stiles again

-Basically all Stiles (what can i say i love my sarcastic king)

The maze runner:

-Gally

-Im only in the teen wolf and maze runner famdoms enough to write about a singular character from each show, surprisingly they arent both Dylan o’ Brien

Zsakuva:

-Xanthus

-Dontis

-issac

-Asirel

Marvel:

-Tony

-Bucky

-Steve

-Loki

-Wanda

-Natasha

-a phew others

Ive been a marvel fan my whole life and see them all as family figures so it will all be platonic (when i finally get round to writing abt them, this fandom isnt a priority)

Trust the teenage girl writing fanfiction please 🙏 🙏🙏

Thanks to anyone who actually read this post and requests are always welcomed if you have any, see yall next time hopefully :D baiiii

[suugiart]

Have some midnight doodles

My brain is twisted and tangled, and when I try to undo that tangle, it gets more tangled because every time I draw an idea, 20 more appear.

Thank you and goodnight.

[grimmshood]

i should do a proper steampunk design for cy as well since thats actually one of my fav aus but *looks around* *leaves

[oh-gh0st]

im bored. do u guys have ghostoro au questions

[uravitypng]

vampire denki who SALIVATES when you're on your period

[kikyoupdates]

Bloodthirst ⭑˚💋⭑ 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑, 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑏𝑒𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠

bnha x vampire!reader

reverse harem, my hero academia x fem!reader, my vampire!reader, slowburn

As punishment for your sins, you, a young vampire, are banished — not just from your home, but to a different world entirely. Now, you find yourself in a foreign place where Quirks and heroes are the norm. In addition to coming to terms with your new life, you must also face your greatest challenge: controlling your massive thirst for blood.

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I have no idea what’s going on.  

Not that it came as much of a surprise, but a different world really was, well... different. You could hardly make sense of what you were seeing. It was so much more heavily populated than what you were used to. Everywhere you looked, people were scurrying about left and right. There were crowds upon crowds of them, and you could tell based on their scent that all of them were humans.  

Back where you were from, humans were considered a lesser species. Not in terms of value—all lives were meant to be valued equally—but in terms of their strength. Compared to vampires, orcs, elves, so on and so forth... humans were much less physically capable. That was why most lands were governed by higher powers, such as your home kingdom, which was ruled by vampires. The strong were meant to protect the weak. So long as there was no abuse of power, the weaker species were content to know that they were being looked out for. In return for being protected from more sinister forces, the humans would exchange safe amounts of their blood in order to sustain the vampires. It was a fair arrangement. After all, if they truly wanted to, vampires could take more blood than they needed to by simple force, but there was an unspoken agreement that existed between both parties.  

Needless to say, you’d violated that agreement—hence your banishment.  

But setting that aside, you now found yourself in a world where the dominant species were the humans. At least, that was probably the case in whatever city or land you currently found yourself in. Perhaps things were different elsewhere, but you didn’t have enough information to go off yet.  

This wasn’t ideal, for more reasons than one, but the biggest one being that the scent was practically overwhelming.  

Everywhere you walked or turned, you seemed to bump into yet another human. It hadn’t been very long since you’d last had blood, which was fortunately a relief, but it was clear that this was going to take a lot of getting used to. You couldn’t very well just lunge at someone without warning, after all. The whole reason behind your banishment was that you were meant to get your bloodthirst under control.  

Did vampires even exist in this world? You had no way of knowing. It would be somewhat comforting if they did. You still needed to figure out your living situation, after all. God, and you didn’t even know where to start.  

You lifted your head to the sky, squinting through the sunlight. Contrary to most vampires, you didn’t mind the sun all that much. Depending on the individual, their sensitivity to sunlight varied. Your parents and grandparents didn’t much care for it, and preferred to avoid it as much as possible. This was the case for some of your other relatives as well. Fortunately, you had always been sturdy, even for a vampire. You would probably be fine for the most part, although prolonged exposure sometimes had a tendency to make you rather sluggish.  

Either way, finding a place to live took precedence. You needed to figure out exactly how you were meant to survive here.  

All you could really do was wander around aimlessly. There was certainly a lot of chatter; it was practically constant. It didn’t seem like you were having any trouble understanding the language however, even though it was almost certainly different from your native tongue. Then again, vampires were prone to assimilating information rather quickly. Hearing it for the first time had already burrowed its way into your brain. Or perhaps this was some sort of side effect of the transportation spell that had brought you here in the first place.  

All the better, though. The last thing you needed right now was to fail pathetically at any attempt of communication.  

You walked and walked, doing your best not to let yourself get too overwhelmed. These humans were certainly different than the ones you were used to, though. Their appearances varied quite significantly, and some of them even appeared to be a sort of mix between person and beast. They were still humans, though. Their scent confirmed that. It was truly strange.  

On top of all that was the fact that there was so much you didn’t recognize about the place you found yourself in. Nearly everywhere you looked, there was some strange type of technology that you couldn’t seem to wrap your head around. Almost every single human was carrying some sort of handheld device that they would talk into or repeatedly tap on the screen with their fingers. Was it a magical device of some kind? You caught a glimpse walking past a few people, and the device was displaying all sort of complex images and moving pictures. It almost looked like other humans were trapped inside of those devices.  

You really had nothing to guide you as things stood, so all you could really do was marvel every time you saw something new, jaw unhinged.  

Then all of a sudden, you heard screaming.  

“Stop that man! He’s stolen my purse!”  

It was some elderly woman who’d been knocked to the ground. Tears streaked her expression, and she kept on crying out as she pointed off in the distance, towards a man who was running full-speed ahead and presumably carrying the stolen purse. He was a rotten thief, it seemed like. No world was free of crime, and it went without saying that would hold true of this place as well. 

You had done a bad thing to land yourself here. You’d lost control and gravely injured someone who was very dear to you. No. Even if they hadn’t been your friend, you still shouldn’t have allowed yourself to take things that far. You were being punished, and rightfully so. But if you were going to be stuck here, meant to reflect on your wrongdoings and take steps towards fixing them, then you could probably start by doing a good deed.  

So, you ran after the thief. You were physically strong and athletic. Even the weakest of vampires were still stronger than the average human. Although the man was sprinting with all his strength, you managed to catch up to him in almost no time flat.  

His brows jumped when he noticed you appear next to him. “The hell do you want?!” he snapped angrily. “Are you a hero, or what?”  

You weren’t quite sure what he was getting at, but before you could even begin to construct a response, he lifted a hand up and clawed at you. As in, quite literally clawed. His nails, which had been perfectly trimmed and normal a few moments ago, suddenly turned sharp as knives. He slashed right at you, and since you were so caught off guard, you couldn’t evade the attack completely. He was able to slice across your shoulder, making your skin split and blood soak through the fabric of your sleeve.  

Ouch!  

It certainly hurt. You were strong, but that didn’t make you immune to pain by any means. Still, you didn’t allow yourself to be deterred. This man was committing a crime, and after all the horrible things you’d done, the least you could do was follow through and put a stop to it.  

Gritting your teeth at him and resisting the urge to bite into his neck, you clenched your hand into a fist. 

You punched him, and it hit hard enough to knock him to the ground. He was clearly dumbstruck. In his momentary confusion, his nails turned back to normal, and you took advantage of his confusion to land a kick that pummeled him against the ground even harder.  

He was unconscious now, so you grabbed the purse from his loosened grip and slung it across your uninjured shoulder. Then you made your way back towards the elderly woman that it belonged to, ignoring the wide-eyed looks everyone else was giving you.  

“Here you are,” you said, smiling at her. Even you were surprised by how natural you sounded speaking in this foreign tongue. You placed the purse into her hands, waiting patiently to make sure that she wasn’t hurt.  

She stood up on shaky legs, but returned your smile. “Oh, goodness! Thank you, dear. But... you’re hurt! You’re bleeding quite a lot. Are you alright? You should go to the hospital immediately!”  

“I’m fine,” you reassured. It was the truth. Sure, you were injured, but your body’s natural regenerative abilities were impressive. With a bit of time, it would heal up as good as new. It was a relatively shallow wound, after all.  

People were still staring at you, which you supposed was to be expected, considering you’d just beat the crap out of someone. But instead of being met with judgmental looks or visible nervousness, they broke out into cheers.  

“Good job, miss!”  

“That was so cool! You’re stronger than you look, huh?”  

“Are you training to become a hero? With that power, you totally could!”  

They kept on mentioning heroes. Was it some sort of profession in this world? As in, a person who fought for justice, against no-good criminals like the one you’d just apprehended?  

If so... then perhaps that was exactly the sort of thing you should devote yourself to. Protecting others would be the perfect way to prove to your family that you were worthy of being accepted back into the family.  

So, you smiled towards the crowd. “I haven’t given it much thought, but becoming a hero sounds nice. I’ll have to look into it.”

You left before they could ask you any other questions. It was nice to have a goal, and you would certainly do a bit more research regarding this, but your number one concerned still hadn’t been addressed. You needed to find a place to live, and that also meant that at some point, you would have to consume blood in order to fend off starvation.  

You carefully rubbed at your bloody shoulder, wincing a bit from the pain. At the very least, you should probably wrap it up in a bandage or something. You would need to find some sort of basic first aid. Then again... you had no money. You didn’t even know what currency this world used.  

No closer to addressing your most pressing issue than you’d been earlier, you decided that there was nothing you stood to lose if you kept on walking. Perhaps this hero profession that everyone kept gushing about paid well too. If so, you could obtain the money you needed to secure a roof over your head. You wondered if it was the sort of thing you could sign up for immediately.

For a while, you were lost in thought. You considered stopping some random person on the street and inquiring more about the job. Or maybe you should have stuck around a bit longer and had a proper conversation with those people that had watched you take down that thief.  

But before you could properly deliberate your options, you stopped dead in your tracks. There was a scent. Someone close nearby smelled absolutely amazing.  

You knew this was really the last thing you should be worrying about right now. Your family had kicked you out in order to fix your bloodthirst, yet here you were again, already acting on it.  

I’m not going to drink their blood or anything. I’m just... curious, that’s all. Yeah. I just want to see with my own eyes who could possibly smell that good.  

You clearly had a long way to go before getting your problems under control, because you were practically salivating as you surged in the direction of the sugary sweet scent. It was easily the most delicious-smelling blood you’d ever happened upon. Was this a common theme with the humans of this world?  

If so, then... yeah. Your willpower was definitely going to be put to the test.  

As it turned out, the person who’d caught your attention was a young boy with curly hair and cutely freckled cheeks. He looked to be about your age, probably a teenager. He was also reading from some sort of notebook as he walked and quietly muttering to himself, so lost in thought that he was completely disregarding his surroundings.  

Needless to say, he walked right into a pole.  

“Ow!” the boy whined, cradling his forehead, which already had an angry pink blemish forming. He shook it off quickly enough though, and he clearly hadn’t learned from what had just happened, because he buried his nose in the notebook again right away.  

It was a funny thing to see, and also rather cute. Your interest had been piqued. Not only by his blood, which had so entranced you, but his endearing mannerisms as well.  

You figured you had nothing to lose by striking up a conversation with him. 

“Um... excuse me?”  

The boy must not have realized you were talking to him, because he just kept on walking and muttering things to himself. Chuckling inwardly, you decided to walk next to him and see how long it took for him to take notice of you. It actually took quite a while before his eyes momentarily drifted from the pages of his notebook, and only then did he realize you were walking shoulder-to-shoulder with him. 

“Eek!” he squealed, jumping back as if he’d seen a ghost. “Oh, u-um... sorry about that,” he hastily apologized. His cheeks were fiercely red, for some reason. “I-I didn’t realize I was getting in your way. I must not have been paying attention...”  

You merely smiled. “No need to apologize. You weren’t getting in my way at all. I’m the one who decided to walk next to you.”

“Huh? Oh...” He appeared confused, but his confusion was quickly replaced with concern once his green eyes landed on your injury. “Y-You’re bleeding!” he spluttered frantically. “Oh no! What happened?! I-It looks like it hurts a lot. Are you feeling dizzy or anything? Are you sure you’re okay to walk on your own?”  

“This is nothing,” you waved off. “I fought with some thief earlier that had stolen a lady’s purse. He managed to take me by surprise and cut me up a bit, that’s all.”  

“You fought with... a villain?”  

His concern was still there, that was for sure, but some of it had melted away, and his expression was now primarily made up of awe. He was using another term you weren’t used to hearing so casually. Heroes and villains. Perhaps that was how this world classified the good people versus the bad? Criminals were just criminals, but you supposed they could certainly be described as wrongdoers—or villains—as well.  

“I guess so,” you shrugged.  

The boy was now beaming at you unabashed. “Wow!” he grinned, momentarily overcoming his seemingly timid nature. “That’s incredible! You look like you’re around my age, but you’re already taking on villains like it’s no problem? You must be planning to become a hero, right?”  

Ah, right. This was something you wanted to ask about anyways.  

“Can I become a hero right away?” you asked. “I kind of need the money.”  

His shoulders slumped a bit. “Huh? Oh... not exactly. You need to train for a while and pass some exams to obtain your professional license. I’m surprised you don’t know that, though. Most people that want to become heroes are pretty familiar with what needs to be done. How old are you, if you don’t mind me asking?”  

“I’m fourteen.” 

“Ah! We’re the same age.” He paused for a moment, the blush from earlier quickly returning. “S-Sorry! I just started bombarding you with questions out of nowhere. You’re hurt, so you probably need to be getting home to deal with that. Or maybe even the hospital? It’s bleeding quite a bit...”  

You scratched your head. “Yeah, that won’t work.”  

“Huh? Why not?”  

“I don’t have a home.”  

“You don’t... what?” 

“I’m homeless,” you said simply.  

His eyes bulged out of his head. “Homeless? But...” He looked you over up and down, and you realized quickly enough what the problem was. You didn’t look homeless, because you were still wearing the dress you’d arrived in. Technically, you were royalty, although you’d been officially stripped of that title for now. But your attire must have given off the impression of someone who was rather wealthy, even though what you were saying was the truth.  

For now, you were homeless.  

“I came from another world,” you decided upon. It was the truth, yet again, although clearly not easy to process, if the bewildered look he gave you was anything to go off.  

He lifted his hand up in protest. “S-Sorry,” he blinked. “I’m not good at picking up on sarcasm or when people are making jokes. Is this some sort of reference that I’m just not getting, or...?”  

Yeah. You’d figured it wouldn’t be this easy. Officially, you didn’t feel the need to hide your unique circumstances, but getting people to believe you was a different matter altogether. How else could you explain yourself, though? You were a fourteen-year-old girl dressed head to toe in luxurious clothes, but you didn’t home a home to return to. Not only that, but you weren’t a human like him or the rest of the people in this world.  

Even though the boy was struggling to make head or tails of what you were saying, you decided to press on. You weren’t sure why exactly, but you had a good feeling about him. The frantic look in his eyes when he’d realized you were hurt, his innocent reactions at just about anything, and on top of that, his sweet-smelling blood. Sometimes, someone’s scent was enough to give you insight as to what kind of person they were.  

He had a sweet, gentle fragrance, and you imagined it was that way for a reason.  

You half-chuckled. “I’m sure it’s hard to believe, but I’m not making things up. I really did come from a different world. Or... I was kicked out of it, more specifically. And now I’ve got no place to go. That’s why I’m homeless. My family banished me here, and I have no idea what to do.”  

The boy’s eyes were gradually softening. Whether he believed you or simply felt sorry for you because he felt you were making up some grandiose lie, you couldn’t tell. But you knew that his concern was genuine. That much was clear.  

“U-Um, okay,” he swallowed. “Do you... need someone to talk to? This is a lot to take in, but you seem pretty serious...”  

“That would be great!” you grinned. “If you have the time to spare, I’d really appreciate it. There’s so much about this world that I just don’t understand. An explanation would really help. I’m [Name], by the way. What can I call you?”  

“Oh... Midoriya Izuku,” he replied, still looking a touch uncertain.  

“You're giving me your full name? Which is your first name, and which one is the last?”  

“Ah, Izuku is my first name, and Midoriya is my last name.” He narrowed his eyes slightly. “You... really aren’t from here, are you? At the very least, it doesn’t seem like you’re from Japan...”  

“Japan? What’s that?” 

Izuku looked like his head was spinning. Based on how candidly you were asking your questions, it was probably starting to dawn on him that you really didn’t have a damn clue as to where you were.  

But there was another problem too. For some reason, you were starting to feel awfully faint. Normally, a small injury like this wouldn’t have been enough to give you such a hard time, but you were growing weaker by the second. Something was wrong.

Is it... because it’s an unfamiliar environment? It feels like all my strength is leaving me. Shit... my entire body is starting to burn up... 

“[N-Name]? Are you okay?”  

You were even starting to stagger in place. No matter how hard you tried to fight it, you were overcome by a sensation of being weak and helpless. It wasn’t a completely foreign feeling. You’d felt it before, countless times, as a matter of fact.  

This weakness... you needed to feed.  

“Izuku,” you mumbled, lightly grabbing onto his shoulder. “Hey. So, I know we only just met and all... but would you mind letting me drink some of your blood?”

Izuku’s face turned pale.  

“...Huh?!”

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Vampire! Hitoshi Shinsou x Denki Kaminari Ficlet

Pairing: Shinsou x Kaminari

Word count: 222

TW: blood (minor), animal death, cursing (minor), vampires

Prompt: Vampires building a home together with a garden as the setting! - from bleep0bleep's fic prompt generator

The dead deer in the lawn was kind of sort of ruining the comfy cottage vibe they were going for.

“Hitoshi, my wonderful little brioche bun. How the hell am I supposed to get our garden together when there’s a giant deer carcass in the lawn?”

Hitoshi snaps his head up from the kitchen tile he was leveling. “Shit, I’m so sorry, love. You know I’m used to living by myself.”

Hitoshi crosses the room in an instant and wraps Denki in his arms, giving him an apologetic peck on the cheek. “No more deer caracas on our property. I swear.”

He liked seeing Hitoshi after he ate. His cheeks flushed with color and he was able to relax into himself more. He was understandably on edge with his very human boyfriend he didn’t want to turn around at all times.

“The 'property?!' You mean our home?" Denki's guffaws.

"Yes, yes. My apologies. Our very lovely, deer free home."

"That's more like it. Now get that shit out of my lawn immediately after you give me a kiss.”

“Sir yes sir,” Hitoshi mumbles against Denki’s lips before sweetly pulling him into a kiss.

The taste of blood lingered on his lips, but he'd let it slide this time. Denki had accepted that learning to live with your newfound vampire boyfriend was a slow process.

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the coven

reader x bakugou x shinsou x kaminari x kirishima

Coven- a formation of at least three or more vampires He told you they were dangerous- why didn't you believe him?

on my ao3 if you'd prefer

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Your whole life had been ordinary, perfectly normal to the extent it had almost been boring; something was missing. You had just moved out of your parents house and in fact the whole country- you had just moved to Japan from America, desperately longing for independence, something new. Something exciting. And most certainly, if something exciting was what you were looking for- you had picked the right town:

Tonight was one of the nights where you just couldn't get to sleep. They weren't uncommon. You had already flipped your pillow over multiple times and so both sides were feverishly warm. You quickly checked your alarm clock that sat on your bedside table; it read 03:46. Even though, you had left your hometown in the hunt for something fresh- you missed your old home- the sun, the people and most importantly the life that you had left behind.

Maybe a walk would help you use up enough energy to help you get to sleep. As quietly as you could manage (not wanting to wake your new neighbours) you sat up and heaved your legs over the side of the bed.

You walked across your room, grabbing a jacket from the bedroom floor as you went. You pulled on your jacket and quickly stopped to pull on a pair of jeans that were lying haphazardly on the floor. You grabbed your phone from where you earlier had put it on the side of your bed and put it into the pocket of your jeans.

Swiftly, you walked down the stairs, grabbed keys as you walked and stuck them into the keyhole of your front door. You shivered at the unexpected draft as stepped outside. You quickly shaking of the original shock and began to walk.

Once you had closed and locked the door behind you, you stepped out into the darkness. You shoved your key into your jean pocket. You began to walk across the paved, concrete streets of your new neighbourhood. The cold air stung and bit at your face as you walked. It was dark, lit only by a few dim street lights and the moon. You walked for what felt around 10 minutes until you reached the gathering of trees near your new home.

You were surrounded by tall pine trees. With only a path stretching out deeper and deeper into the unlit wood. It was creepy to say the least.

Trying to ignore the cold, you walked along the concrete path that stretched along as far as you could see. The silence was deafening, with only your quiet footsteps and the slight wind rustling through the trees. You eventually sat down on an old bench, the structural integrity was questionable as the wet wood seemed to be rotting at the base of the legs

You pulled your feet onto the wood and your legs against your chest before looking up at the night sky. It was a clear night, probably why it was so cold, and you could see all the bright stars above you. The moon was nearly full, bright and you found the light strangely comforting.

You decided that you would only sit there for a few minutes before you would head back home to try and get some rest.

However, you were sat there for who knows how long before a purple haired boy who seemed about your age approached where you were sitting. He was . "This seat taken?" he asked, motioning to the empty seat next to you. "Uh well no but-”

“What are you doing out so late?" the boy asked interrupting you and sitting next to you.

"Couldn't sleep." you mumbled, just loud enough for him to be able to hear you "I assume you're the same?"

He chuckled slightly "Well you could say that. You should be careful; you never know who could be lurking in the dark”. He smiled, flashing his teeth. They seemed oddly sharp; you frowned. “What’s your name,” you asked desperately trying to change the subject. “Hitoshi”. It was odd, that sounds like his first name, something reserved for those close to you in Japan. “You?”, he asked the question with intent. You swallowed, “Y/N”. You gave him your first name, hoping to match his energy.

“So, why didn't your parents try and stop you coming out so late tonight?" he asked staring at the sky. "I live alone actually," you laughed awkwardly, surprised at your openness to tell a stranger of this fact; "I just wanted to burn off some energy." “Interesting”, he smirked, showing his sharp canines to you again.

“Your parents don’t care you're gone?" you asked "No, they died a long, long time ago actually.” He let slip. “Oh, fuck I’m so sorry.” “Don’t be it was a long time ago," he paused, clearly thinking of how to change the subject, you could almost here the cogs turning in his head. "I've never seen you round here before."

"Oh I just moved here, I live up in apartments on 8- I just moved from America ." you gave the stranger almost your exact address without a second thought

"Ah, I see," he paused "well sorry but I have to go meet my", he paused for a moment, deciding what word to use; "friends." You sighed, you had been hoping to make a friend in this strange, new town. "You can come; if you want to that is?"

"Oh: yeah that would be great”, you replied not caring that you had barely met him. You were intrigued by him, drawn to him almost.

He stood quickly and offered his hand to help you up. You took it, his hand was ice cold. The coldest thing you had probably ever felt. You shuddered, as he helped you stand. He realised his error. “Oh, shit sorry, I get really cold at night”. He said without even the slightest hesitation, yet something inside you told you it was a lie. Still, you followed him through the winding, seemingly endless streets off the forest. While you walked, he told you about his friends.

“Okay so there’s: Katsuki, you have to be careful around him, okay? He’s like freakishly strong and has the shortest temper, Eijiro’s really nice actually just don’t be a total dick and you’ll be fine. Denki’s cool but kinda creepy, I guess- that's probably not the right word- he's not so bad actually”. You listened intently until he went silent again.

"So Hitoshi, there was other benches in the park, why'd you want to sit next to me” "You can see the stars the best there," the purple haired boy said quickly, almost maliciously but yet you didn’t see it as such. "You're pretty too", he added with a glance in your direction.

"Oh thanks", you replied, not sure of what to say. Eventually, you reached a small clearing in the forest- there sat three boys. All incredibly attractive- to say the least.

“Yo fresh meat!” a red spikey haired boy called as you approached; his skin was pale, almost as pale as Hitoshi's and his read eyes shimmered in the light of the moon. From where you stood, his skin looked perfectly smooth without a blemish or imperfection. Thinking of it, all of their skin was. Fair and undeniably perfect. Hitoshi grabbed your hand, interlocking your warm hand with his cold skin. All of them stared at you with something that almost seemed like hunger for a moment until Hitoshi spoke up. “This is Y/N she’ll be hanging out with us tonight. Be nice.”

“Can we-” one of the blondes said. “Not a chance” Hitoshi growled. You had no idea what the blonde haired boy had been asking but you were now anxious to know. They all looked at you as if you were something to eat.

“Why bring her then?” The other blonde said. He had piercing red eyes that glinted in the light of the moon. “I think you’ll like her.” the purple haired boy said.

They realised that they had been staring and quickly averted their attention towards each other as you sat down with them. Hitoshi looked at you and stared into your eyes for a few moments as if he were about to say something. Before he could the red haired boy spoke up.

“So, Y/N you afraid yet.” “No, should I be?” you asked a forced smile forming on your lips.

"Aren’t you afraid what a group of guys like us are going to do to you all alone in the night when no one else can hear you scream.” “No.” you replied swallowing down your anxiety, you hadn't at all thought about that possibility until you brought it up. “Brave.” The red eyed blonde said, inviting himself into your conversation.

“I’m Denki.” The other blonde said, it rolled off his tongue as if he had done this a thousand times before. “Eijiro,” the red haired boy introduced himself, leaning over Denki to offer you his hand to shake

You took it, his hand was as cold as Hitoshi’s had been. “That’s Katsuki.” He said nodding at the red eye boy who had yet to introduce himself. “Don’t bother talking to him he doesn’t like talking to,” he looked you up and down “people who he says ‘suffer from the disease of mortality’. “What do you mean, like you guys aren’t human or something,” you sniggered. They all burst into laughter. The red haired boy raised a single eyebrow.

“What did Hitoshi not tell you”, Eijiro said to you, you shook your head. Hitoshi sighed; "well then let’s just say we’re- oh what do humans call us.” He paused for a moment.

“Vampires."

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Denki Kaminari - An electrifying vampire!

I struggled with the hair, idk if you can tell lol