#xanthusclaibornefanfiction

[jvdeiscool]

xᴀɴᴛʜᴜꜱ ᴄʟᴀɪʙᴏʀɴᴇ ᴛᴇxᴛꜱ *₊‧✩

this was so fun to make!! ive never done texting between characters so this was new for me but was a lot of fun to do <33 i also got inspired by the sakuverse community on here doing these so i wanted to try it too! im gonna add this to my list of requests so if you want more of this or more specific scenarios you can request this! thank you for reading :-)

- jude 🌱

(ps this was literally me texting myself for 30 minutes wtf 💔)

[jvdeiscool]

ᴍʏᴛʜᴏʟᴏɢɪᴄᴀʟ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ - xᴀɴᴛʜᴜꜱ ᴄʟᴀɪʙᴏʀɴᴇ ☆

this is a kind of recreation of xanthus’ first episode but with dialogue from the listener and says what’s i think is happening in the audio if that makes sense <33

cw: talk of cannibalism (once), st4bbing scene (again, only once) bl00d and bl00d drinking, tiny nsfw scene if you interpret it as such

gender neutral listener :-) i wrote this without my glasses on so sorry if there are any mistakes D:

if you wanna listen along to his episode: https://youtu.be/9NVb39swQ8Y?si=_3E9bCVR54vlSbvV

“where are you heading too?”

the noise made you jump and turn from where you were walking. you had just finished your late night shift and had closed up shop to finally go home and rest. after dealing with your…unusual coworker and customers who wanted to rip your head off, you were glad to finally be on your way back. you’d thought to take the alleyway by the fast food restaurant you work at for a quicker way home, however someone stopped you in your tracks.

“you must be in a rush to choose this kind of alley to walk down, it’s dangerous to be out alone at this time of night, especially in this type of place where someone can follow you without getting seen.”

the man was right, you were in a rush. his almost hinting remark however made you worry. turning around quickly and hitching your breath, you saw him, his eyes half lidded and a slight smirk on his face. he was quite tall, his hair was light blonde, and he dressed quite elegant for this day and age. dare you say it, he almost looked exactly like his voice.

he must of saw the panic on your face, eyes wide and body tense with fear.

“ah it’s okay, there’s no need to be scared, i won’t hurt you.”

he tried to calm you, taking a few steps forward with his hands up, only for you to start taking steps back quickly out of his reach. you said nothing, expressing what your feeling with your facial expressions.

“only, this alley has one way out, and if you keep walking, it’ll just be a dead end so, i’m going to give you a choice okay?”

this almost threatening demeanour of his made you reach for the knife you had stored in your coat pocket. you’d always carried one around ‘just incase’. you’d never felt safe going outside without at least some support. he kept waking towards you slowly, with you taking steps back. passing by a lamp post, you could finally see his eyes properly for a second, getting a glimpse of the colour. where they…red?

“you can either try to fight me to escape, which you won’t win by the way, or indulge me for a little while.”

both choices seemed near enough dreadful. his words and tone put you off, making you think he was plotting something. he’d stopped walking, but you still kept your distance, ready to run if needs be.

“i’m feeling quite hungry, and you have a cut on your arm don’t you?”

hungry? what was he, a cannibal? all this talk made you uneasy, forcing you to speak for answers.

“how did you-“ you started.

“i have an attuned nose.” he cut you off, smiling, almost knowing that what you were going to say.

he started stepping towards you again, but more quickly with his hand out. you tried to flinch your arm away, but he was too quick, grabbing your arm to inspect the wound. you didn’t dare struggle, instead looking at him up close. he was definitely not human, his eyes were a dark red, shining in the moonlight, and you could see slight fangs when he spoke. he had a tight grip on you, stronger than a human, his skin was deathly pale, and he almost looked mythological.

“it’s rather fresh though.” he observed. “was it a paper cut, or an accident with a knife?”

he questioned you, but instead of letting you answer, he carried on talking, still holding your arm and looking into your eyes. you still had the hold on the knife with your other hand.

“you seem to be quite the clumsy person, or maybe just naive considering you didn’t walk the long way round where there’s light.” he said, gesturing to behind you with his hand where the entrance to the alley was, letting you go gently. you could only stare, focused on what he was going to do next so you could know when to run.

“in here, who knows what you’ll find in the darkness.” he started walking even closer to you, you’d already stared stepping back as a reflex, his tone being more threatening making you uncomfy.

“you want me to show you?” he asked. he was right there. standing. those words must of set you off, as you grabbed for the knife and quickly pierced it through his skin.

you stood still, hand still on the knife as you looked up at him as he only grunted. he seemed…unaffected, making you let go and stepping back quickly.

“well that was a surprise.” he said, you stared in horror and gasped as he pulled the knife out of his stomach so casually and dropped it to the floor, smiling at you. but…how? how was he still standing there like nothing had happened?

“i didn’t think you’d come so prepared but, i can admit when i’m wrong.” he chuckled slightly, and started making his way towards you.

that was it. you had to run. this man was no good. you turned round and took one step to run, only for him to move so quickly through the air, grabbing your shoulders and putting his hand on the back of your head so he wouldn’t hurt you, and pinning you to the wall in one swift movement, knocking the breath out of you and making a noise of pain. you hadn’t even registered what had happened until he started speaking.

“ah ah ah, you made your choice, and i said you wouldn’t win.” he spoke, keeping his grip on you. you tilted your head back up, looking at him with half lidded eyes, trying to get your breath back as he looked down at you.

“but if your equipped with a knife, then i see why you tried.” your mind raced with thoughts. this was all happening so fast.

“i commend you, really.” he said, loosening his grip on you so he wouldn’t scare you. “normally people in this situation would cower or faint, someone did that the other day actually.” he spoke to himself. “but you seem to be holding yourself together quite well.”

you on the other hand, was trying to get your breath back, he pinned you so fast your body didn’t even comprehend what happened. he retracted his hand.

“your out of options.” he spoke sternly, making you look up at him. “now, let me see that cut of yours.” he gently lifted your arm so he could see.

“hm, it’s already healing, i guess it wasn’t that deep.” he observed. “ah it’s an animal scratch isn’t it? smells like it. well, that doesn’t matter anyway.” the way he knew without even putting your arm up to his nose made you wonder. you had managed to get your breath back.

“what- what are you?” you finally spoke to him.

“what am i?” he repeated, before laughing. “you need the whole cape and slicked back hair vibe to figure it out.” he joked. “you look smarter than that!”

he must of saw your face, and spoke.

“i’ll give you a clue.” he said, as he suddenly got closer to your neck and talked in a low voice to your ear. his sudden closeness made you put your hands on his shoulders, ready to push him off.

“right now, i can hear your blood pumping, and it’s only that fast when someone’s scared or exhilarated about something.” he spoke as he retracted his head from your neck. you weren’t sure which one you were, this was all to much to take in.

“you think i’m handsome is that it? your not the first.” he spoke cockily, his attitude matching his voice. if it weren’t for the situation you were in his voice would of made you melt. he looked back at you, still pushing you at the wall gently so you don’t try and run.

“but, you are the first to pull a knife on me which i’m not going to forget anytime soon.” he stated, as he suddenly lifted his hand up, grabbing your chin and peering into your eyes.

“i want to know if there’s anything else interesting about you.” he said gently, looking at you as if he was trying to look inside you. “what else, do you have hidden under your clothes?” he said, glancing at your neck and over your collarbone. “shall i have a peak?” he teasingly said.

he made you panic internally. “you- uhm-“ you said, trying to get the words out, but all your mind focused on was trying to get away from the man. as if almost reading your mind, he spoke.

“well, it’s not really your skin i’m after but what’s flowing beneath it.” he said as he lifted his hand to parts of your neck.

he wants your blood? so does that mean he’s…

“right here.” he gestured, “are the best taps on the body.” he said, stroking your neck, still looking at you.

“some of my kind don’t have a preference between both, but personally, i like the jugular over the crotted.”

that sentence confirmed all your questions. so he is a vampire. at least you knew what you were dealing with now. he carried on talking.

“most people think we just bite anywhere and drink but there’s a sophistication to it, we’re not savages.” he spoke almost offended.

“anyway, enough of me talking, let’s hear you now.” he spoke, getting closer and lifting your head up so he can see your neck. once you realised what was happening, you started to panic. you tried to move away, but he kept his grip on you tight, almost suspecting that you would try to move.

“this is the one i like.” he said, almost purring as he spoke to himself. “but i have to be careful, take too much, and you’ll die, and i don’t want that.”

you spoke up, “your- your not going to kill me?” a strain in your voice as he kept his hold on you.

he hummed, smiling gently at you, “like i said, i won’t hurt you, i just want a drink. but first.”

you suddenly felt a sensation on you as he kissed your neck, making your breath hitch as he hummed to himself. he pulled off.

“ah i can already tell you’ll be sweet.” he said passionately before kissing you again. his voice made your legs buckle slightly as he kept you held up.

“i would tell you to calm down but, i like it when hearts are beating this fast. i can feel it on my lips.” that comment made you melt. he must have a natural charm.

“you’ll feel a slight pinch okay?” he assured into your ear. you just nodded, not entirely sure what was happening and unable to fight anymore.

“don’t hold your breath.”

his teeth sunk into you with ease, making you jolt at the pain but he held you down, keeping you in place so he doesn’t hit anything fatal. the sensation was unlike anything you’ve ever felt before. it was painful but…nice? you eyes shut tightly as you whimpered quietly at the pain. your grip on his shoulders tightened as he drank, him moaning into your neck with thirst.

he pulled off with a gasp, trying to catch his breath.

“god you taste good.” he said almost lewdly as you took in the feeling. “your sweeter than most as well.” he said, savouring the taste of your blood on his tongue. “is it your diet? or maybe you just like sweet things.” he rambled. “well, i’m not complaining.” he said before latching back on to your neck quickly, not giving you time to breathe.

he was desperately hungry, like he’d been longing for the taste of your blood for ages. he held onto you with a feeling of want. you were supposed to escape but…why did you like this?

“it feels good doesn’t it?” he asked, pulling off. “you’d think it would hurt right? it only does when vampires don’t care for their meals and shred the neck like their starved animals.” you couldn’t even hear what he was saying anymore, your body feeling warm and your head all fuzzy. “sometimes i’d like to kill those brats myself, but slaughtering your own kind is frowned upon isn’t it?” he asked you, only to notice your face looking up at the moon.

“i could drink all night, but ill give you some time to breathe okay?” he said, feeling the heat radiating off you, your breathing trying to adjust.

“oh? what’s this? your body’s burning up. that’s not a reaction that normally happens, though, it does if you like what i’m doing.” he asks, smug. you gave him a look that says ‘stop being so full of yourself.’

“come on, be honest with yourself. it’s just me and you, and from what i can hear, there’s no one else around.”

he was right, you did like this. but, obviously, you aren’t going to tell him that.

“i’ll have you know that-“ you took a breath, “this is not enjoyable. it might be for you but not for me.” you weren’t going to tell him what he wanted to hear. he hummed and gave you a smirk.

“you don’t have to lie to yourself, give in.” he said lowly, “hell, i’ll even let you tug on my hair if that’s what you really want.” he said, moving your hands from his shoulders to his hair. you gave him a glare.

“i don’t know what your trying to do to me, but it’s not working.” you said, sick of his smug attitude, too weak to fight him anymore. he only hummed in response.

“your quite cute you know.” he said, inches away from your face.

“that’s only because you want more of my blood.”

“it has nothing to do with feeding, i just find you attractive.” he said as he got closer to your neck. “there’s no harm in a little honesty, is there?” he said, sounding slightly annoyed. you said nothing.

“ah, your bleeding.” he spoke. ‘obviously, you just bit me?’ you spoke in your mind, not saying it out loud. although you can guarantee he can probably read your mind.

“let me help you.” he said, latching onto your neck once again. you’d think he hasn’t been fed in weeks with how much blood he’s taking from you. you reflexly gripped his hair from the puncture in your neck. he hummed in response to you doing so, it must be what he wanted. you were becoming to weak to fight him anymore, so you let him take what he wanted, going along with him.

if you said it didn’t feel good, you would be lying. your breath hitched between your teeth, and you hummed in him going deeper in your neck, him still holding you up and being careful to not hit something he shouldn’t. pulling off in satisfaction from your actions, he smiled down at you.

“ah yes. there we go. submit, and i’ll make it feel even better.” he whispered. he grunted as you suddenly tugged his hair, his head flying back. he laughed in response.

“such a tight grip, finally.” he almost sounded possessive as he spoke. he must of felt you retract your hand slightly.

“don’t worry, i’ll take good care of you.” he said reassuringly, not wanting to scare his meal away. “relax and enjoy the ride.” he said, biting into you one last time with a noise of contentment. you put your head back on the wall behind you, unable to hold it up anymore as you became lightheaded.

“strange.” he remarked, pulling off you. “normally it’s rather easy for me to stop but, i’m having difficulty with you.” just as he finished his sentence, your knees buckled, unable to hold out anymore. he held you up, laughing slightly.

“your feeling lightheaded huh?” you nodded. “don’t worry i have you, lean into me.” you leaned into his chest with relief, your eyes closing as your mind processed what just happened. “there we go.” he spoke. you hummed as he kissed your neck gently, rubbing your back as he held you against him.

“i’m afraid if i take more you’ll pass out completely.” you nearly heard him speak as your ears rung slightly, your head spinning. “i don’t kill those i feed on, not anymore, so you’ll be safe.” he continued to rub your back. “i haven’t had my fill but, i’ve had enough for now.” you were surprised. you felt like he had drained you completely, and you were just holding out as your legs weakened.

he sighed, and pushed you away from his chest, still holding onto you “alright, sit down, come on.” he guided you to the floor gently, leaning you against the wall, and checking your neck gently. your eyes were still closed, as your hands draped by your sides.

“hm, i dug a little deep didn’t i?” he said, rubbing your neck, your eyes half lidded to look at him.

“here.” he said, running his thumb over the wound and closing it up, “that should do it.”

the pain was gone, but you still felt weak.

“it’s a shame i can’t take you back with me,” he sighed, “i’m not completely against kidnapping or i’d be a hypocrite, but this won’t be the last time i see you.” he suggested.

“we’ll meet again. but for now, look into my eyes.” he spoke sternly, holding your face to look at him. you opened your eyes, and his now once dull eyes were now glowing red and bright, forcing you to look at them. you brain felt floaty as he spoke.

“you won’t remember tonight.”

hi guys i am alive :-D so sorry ive took such a big hiatus, take this for now as i get my ideas and motivation back 😭

requests are open if you want to send me some! i need ideas pls pls 🙏☹️

thank you sm for reading <3

- jude 🌱