imagine this. my vampire!Bang Chan—born-Abnormal, bloodvault empire king, scent-worshipping control freak—meets your werewolf!Bang Chan.
do they growl? do they circle? do they SNARL at each other like mirrored beasts?? does one bite, does one claw, or do they just instantly agree to fuck shit up together while covered in blood under a full moon.
i’m losing it. i think the multiverse would combust from the sheer feral tension.
like. vamp!bang chan wouldn't even flinch. wouldn't even blink. just tilt his head with that slow, condescending smirk all curious. not threatened one bit.
love you — Daku 🦇💋
Oh my god, Daku! The things this idea did to me. I woke up and read it, and went right back to sleep because I needed to see how this would pan out in 4K UHD in my head! And boy was that movie worth it! I am feral, foaming at the mouth, my jaws desperate to lock around this crossover. You have unleashed something I didn't know was hiding.
Were!Chan is absolutely threatened. Here is someone with his face, his mannerism. What else does he know about were!Chan? Does he have access to were!Chan's thoughts, memories, his darkest secrets? Is this a shapeshifter? A skinwalker? What does he want? Is he after were!Chan's mate? The thought makes him snarl, canines breaking through bone and gum, onyx fur pushing through skin.
And vamp!Bang Chan is completely unfazed, eyes eerily unblinking, lips curled up in a smirk. "You smell like dog." He chuckles.
"And you smell like a corpse," were!Chan snaps back, hackles still up.
Vamp!Bang Chan tilts his head, a thoughtful expression on his face before he responds. "That is fair. I guess we both stink."
Honestly, the way I see it, vamp!Bang Chan and were!Chan would remain locked in a silent face off while the blood doll and the mate, each made to stand behind their respective Chans, do the actual communicating. They figure out that neither Chan is a threat to the other ("as if I could feel threatened by a pup," vamp!Bang Chan smirks to which were!Chan responds by asking if the undead even feel at all). The blood doll and mate reluctantly accept that this is how it is going to be, snarky comments and subtle jibes.
Yet vamp!Bang Chan and were!Chan end up being each other's greatest allies. They may have lived different lives, come from different universes, but the core of who they are is the same. They agree that pineapple juice is fine, but pineapple flavoured blood or pineapple pieces in burgers are absolutely unacceptable. They instinctively understand the absolute feral need to protect their lovers, the complete destruction they will unleash if one of them even imagines a threat. (This strange bro-ship results in the blood doll and mate having not one, but two over-protective Chans). Vamp!Bang Chan explains his need for complete control to were!Chan, who nods in understanding. After all, that need for complete control is exactly why were!Chan is the most feared of his race. What is it, if not control, to have the ability to shift fully and yet have no living being see your wolf.
They both disappear one dark new moon night, and when they return at the crack of dawn, vamp!Bang Chan's eyes shine with a new kind of understanding and respect for were!Chan, while were!Chan leans his exhausted body on vamp!Bang Chan with a little less reluctance than one would expect. When were!Chan's mate realises that he's shown vamp!Bang Chan his wolf, she pouts and mumbles something about how were!Chan said that it wasn't something any living being should witness, to which vamp!Bang Chan grins and retorts, "Well thank fuck I am not a living being then."
Daku, you have opened Pandora's box with this one! I could go on and on, powered by nothing but coffee and the feral need to actually see this come alive. What have you done to me? This is in my veins now, and I need to bleed! I am curious though, if this was a movie and you were the scriptwriter, how would you see this play out?
