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My name is Jude (let me indulge in the fantasy of having a secret identity inspired largely by my love for the flower and for jude duarte from the cruel prince).
I am a twenty four girl and unaccomplished bookworm (fantasy books are my favorites) and a big fan of (and here comes the endless manuscript of things | absorbed into my personality during my adolescent years) twilight, the originals, teen wolf, supernatural, shadow and bone, the witcher, sandman, one piece, marvel, bridgerton, good omens, percy jackson, fate, american gods, constantine, bbc dracula, bbc merlin, rebel moon, the wheel of time, criminal minds and much more.
I love to read, write fanfiction and obsess over morally grey (sometimes not so grey) male fictional characters and vampire kings with red eyes.
In this little corner of the internet I will be talking a little about the books I'm reading at the moment, the characters that are consuming each of my thoughts, the series and films I'm watching and post fanfics (fingers crossed!).
Yup, that is about it... LET'S HAVE SO FUN!
i. While the original universe and canon characters belong to their respective creators, the original plotlines and new characters in my fanfictions are entirely my own. Please do not copy, translate, adapt, or repost my work to other platforms. Plagiarism will be reported.
ii. English is not my native language, so you might spot a few grammar or spelling slips along the way. Thank you for your patience and understanding!
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──── ❝ MERCY FOR THE WICKED ❞ ( remmick, sinners ) chapter i. the demon outside
MASTERLIST and WARNINGS
If Remmick paid attention, really paid attention, the sugar canes, tall as they were, always seemed to whisper secrets to the mountains. He lay motionless, waiting for that last stubborn stripe of light beside his tomb to vanish. The valley always lost the sun too soon; it got swallowed by the sharp green jaws of the Koʻolau Cliffs, long before night truly settled in. Still, that irritating little beam wouldn't slip back into the shade. Minute after minute dragged on. Remm's patience frayed, then snapped into a steady rhythm of weighted sighs.
From the direction of the house came the faintest rise and fall of her breathing, and a perfume, sweet and familiar, drifted into the damp air. The soft, even rasp he caught between the rain beats had to be of pages turning. A novel, most likely one she already knew by memory, yet read again all the same. He could picture her in his mind: seated on the broad front steps, tea in one hand, book in the other. Rain had plastered her dress to her pale legs, chilled her through, and left it streaked with mud.
The tight pressure in the middle of his chest, the warning that the sun still lingered close, had eased at last. Even then, he stayed put. The girl on the stairs, voices and movement inside the mansion, all of it held him down more surely than the marble slab. Have her watch her grandfather's tomb slide open, and Remmick's rise from it would surely cause the girl to swoon. Feeding on someone unconscious soured the blood, ruined both the hunt and the fun.
He wasn't about to spoil the chase, not that Eleanor would make it far anyway. A life cushioned by privilege doesn't teach you how to run, and he doubted that delicate little heart of hers would survive the terror.
After what seemed like an eternity, the doctor's daughter retreated, and after dinner, the employees went home, walking hurriedly, beyond the plantations, eager to escape the darkness and the creature that was said to live in the shadows.
He pondered once more whether this would be the night he revealed himself and persuaded her to invite him in.
Deciding against it, Remmick climbed the tree nearest to her bedroom window, using the shadows to remain hidden. If she looked outside to gaze at the moon like she often would, the only thing the girl would see would be his eyes, which could easily be mistaken for those of a small predator - despite nothing in him being small.
The vampire salivated at the delicious sight of the girl's pale neck; its green veins sang to him like a siren's song.
Elanor was bathing, and the water was murky. He could smell the jasmine oil and see the petals that concealed her body from his hungry eyes.
Her hair was tied up on top of her head, but some of her auburn curls had escaped and were sticking to the back of her neck - the longer ones glued to the top of her round breasts.
The girl was a vision!
Remy's cock was awkwardly positioned inside his thin trousers, and the aroma of his own arousal prickled his nose. He growled in the darkness, startling Elanor, who was playing with the petals floating in the bath, revealing more of her body to the demon watching her outside. The redhead stood up from the water, revealing herself completely. Her nipples were the same shade as her lips, and he would never forget the pattern of the freckles that graced her bust or the color of the curls that concealed her heat like a precious treasure.
He jumped from the tree and ran towards the sugar plantation, determined to put some distance between the two.
He wouldn't kill Elanor without first burying himself deep inside her, tasting her blood, certainly sweeter from the pleasure he would give her.
The young woman dried herself with a towel and opened the window to look at the moon and pet the cat that usually perched itself on the long branch that stretched towards her room.
The cat wasn't lying in its usual spot, but an erotic and delicious scent permeated the air. Her breasts felt heavy and sore, and her center moist and throbbing.
Even miles away, her fragrance was inescapable. Remmick fought the sudden, violent urge to turn back, but as the wind shifted, the last of his control shattered.
Thank you so much for reading!
This is actually the first fic I've written and posted in five years, so I'm definitely feeling rusty. I've been having some trouble lately translating my thoughts into actual words, which is why this chapter is on the shorter side - sorry about that!
I'd love to know what you think. What did you like? What can I improve on? Any and all feedback is incredibly welcome as I find my footing again!
──── ❝ MASTERLIST ❞ ( mercy for the wicked | remmick, sinners )
i. While the original universe and canon characters belong to their respective creators, the original plotlines and new characters in my fanfictions are entirely my own. Please do not copy, translate, adapt, or repost my work to other platforms.
ii. English is not my native language, so you might spot a few grammar or spelling slips along the way. Thank you for your patience and understanding!
iii. This fanfiction contains adult themes, including explicit/suggestive s*xual content, graphic depictions of bl**d and vi*lence, and strong language. Reader discretion is advised!
( mercy for the wicked. ) is a short fanfiction, pre sinners so there is no need to watch the movie if you haven’t (but you totally should cause the movie is a masterpiece).
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"From the direction of the house came the faintest rise and fall of her breathing, and a perfume, sweet and familiar, drifted into the damp air. The soft, even rasp he caught between the rain beats had to be of pages turning. A novel, most likely one she already knew by memory, yet read again all the same..."
“Okay, so to start off: the vampirism isn't a sex thing for me. No judgement for people who are into… that, but I literally just want to have dinner.”
“Alright.”
“You sure? Cause if you're about to leave the room and come back in with a white nightie and drape yourself romantically across my fainting couch with your neck and half your bosom exposed, then I'm going to ask you to leave.”
“It's fine.”
"Really. Cause again, it just isn't a thing for me. This is the way in which I eat, it would be like if every time you had a sandwich the sandwich awkwardly tried to have sex with you. Which, again, no judgement on the sandwich! Full respect for the sandwich! But I. don’t. Want. To fuck. The sandwich.”
“… I solemnly swear that both slices of bread will stay on at all times, and I won't even try to show you my mayonnaise.”
“Phew. Okay. Can I ask why you're doing this then?”
“You live in a giant fuck off mansion with like a bajillion rooms and servants. During the cost of living crisis. Give me some rooms rent free and a stipend for food and entertainment and you can drain me fuckin' dry for all I care.”
“Sure, I can work with that. You want the East Wing?”
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If the Volturi were granted the same "glamorized, insanely attractive" look as the Cullens, they would have completely run the fandom. The potential was right there!! I will literally die on this hill.
I’m so excited to be sharing my writing with you all, but I wanted to give a quick heads-up to everyone following along. It has actually been years since I last wrote fanfiction, so I’m definitely a bit rusty and trying to find my rhythm again!
Because of that (and just life in general), updates and uploads will probably take awhile.
Thank you so much for your patience, your support, and for joining me on this journey.
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alright, i'll be the one to say it. ao3 and tumblr becoming "mainstream" did so much damage to the community and the writers. i have seen loads of videos and posts about:
1. people hating on writers and fics. writing is something we do for free and for fun. if you stumble upon a fanfic that isn't necessarily your cup of tea or you just don't like, scroll. dont read it. literally leave their page. you don't know if this could be the author's first work that they're so excited about, you dont know if the language they're writing in isn't their first language, you dont know that the writer could be a literal teen and loads of other reasons. fanfictions don't HAVE to be perfect. you write what you want to write because we do it for fun and enjoyment and we want to share that to the world. seriously, what is the wrong with that?..
2. x reader consumers getting WAY too entitled. the number of tiktoks i've seen that say "i run a strict program when it comes to reading fanfics." girl you aint running shit. this is FAN FICTION you're reading. F A N F I C T I O N. there is no denying that most fanfiction writes are beyond talented but just because you read one fanfic that exceeds your expectations doesn't give you the right to talk down on others that don't. people have their own personal writing style, their way of doing things and you talking shit on that isn't right.
at the end of the day, we are all humans, reading and writing is what we do and what we're meant to do. and for you to talk shit about a person WRITING is so insane. we are humans. not some robots that you can tell what to do so you can consume it.
i've seen so so many authors take down their fanfics and losing all motivation to write because of a hate comment. DONT LIKE DONT READ‼️
and to every author reading this, this community values your work and your contribution. we love u and, please, never let anyone's negative words have an effect on you.
some people will be like “I wonder why fanfic writers don’t share their works anymore😔” and then this is them when a writer is kind enough to share something they write — as a hobby, for their own enjoyment — with them for free.
some people really don’t realize how privileged they are that they get fanfics for free. imagine having access to something for free because someone is kind enough to share it with you… and then being rude, entitled and an ungrateful pos to that person who was kind enough to share their creation with you for free
“almost 1 year is a lil too much for me” fuck off. fanfic writers don’t owe you anything. one of my favorite fics was updated after 13 years, and what I did is that I thanked the author for choosing to continue the work, I didn’t act like a spoiled toddler by asking why they didn’t update sooner. and even if a writer chooses to abandon their fic permanently with no explanation, that is their choice, their hobby, their decision. they don’t owe your entitled ass anything.
you people let tiktok rot your brains to the point you see everything as content farm and engagement. not a piece of art created by the artist’s love and passion. it’s dystopian.
big fan of vampires stumbling upon someone who resembles their lost love and protecting them with their presence while nonchalantly visiting them. is it healthy? probably not. but they live forever and when they find a little happiness they gotta hold onto it even if just for a day.
Hey everyone! Quick question for the writers/readers here: Do any of you cross-post your fics on Wattpad? I used to be on there a while back, but I'm honestly not sure if it's really my thing anymore. Just trying to see where everyone hangs out these days and if it's worth dipping my toes back in, or if I should just stick to posting here (and maybe AO3). Let me know your thoughts! 👇
My user is the same everywhere! X, threads, Pinterest, AO3 and Wattpad @ nocturnaljude
I will mainly write volturi fanfics (about the kings) and maybe some cullen ones…
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