⚠︎ ⋆ threesome ⋆ dacryphilia ⋆ praise ⋆ mocking ⋆ degradation ⋆ rough sex ⋆ face fucking ⋆ dirty talk ⋆ overstimulation ⋆ cum eating ⋆ creampie ⋆
⤑ kinktober masterlist
you never would’ve guessed your best friends had a secret this big. this… unreal.
everything made sense now. the way they always laughed whenever you made a joke about how hot vampires are. your little obsession with the supposedly fictional creatures always a little too funny to them. how they’d exchange looks when you got carried away talking about your obsession with the attractiveness of the characters, biting, the whole dark, forbidden fantasy. every time you fantasized about a vampire fucking the living daylights out of you, without ever speaking a word about it, they knew. they could tell just by the way you bit your lip.
you didn’t mean to discover their secret. it just… happened.
you should have laughed at their faces. should have said: “vampires don’t exist.” but there was no reason to lie. no reason to try and joke around with you, because you’d already caught on. and the second you did discover their secret, the second the word vampire slipped from your lips and they didn’t deny it, your thighs clenched.
and they noticed.
matt had you on your knees first, jeans tugged low, cock heavy in your mouth while his fingers threaded through your hair. “look at her.” he murmured, smirk curling his lips as your eyes watered around him. “been thinkinn’ bout this for years… coulda jus’ told her earlier if i knew she was gonna look so pretty on her knees f’me…”
“all that…just because we’re the one thing she’s so fuckin’ crazy about.” chris’s voice was lower, darker, and it only made your pussy ache. he was behind you, hands gripping your hips hard enough to bruise. he dragged his cock through your folds, just teasing, until you whined around matt’s length.
“already crying.” matt chuckled, thumb swiping at the tear slipping down your cheek. “didn’t even get both of us inside you yet.”
chris leaned down, his breath brushing your ear. “wanted vampires to be real so bad, baby. fantasized about it. you think you can handle when you finally get fucked by one? by both?”
you tried to nod your head, but matt’s cock was deep on your tongue, keeping you muffled.
“aw, look at her. so eager.” matt teased. “pretty girl wants it so bad.”
and then chris was pushing in—slow at first, stretching you wide, then bottoming out with a growl that made your skin prickle. you choked on a moan, clenching around him as your tears spilled harder.
“fuck—she’s squeezing me so tight.” chris groaned, snapping his hips into you harder.
matt tilted your face up, forcing your teary eyes on his. “mm, look fucked out already.”
you whimpered, spit sliding down your chin as you tried to breathe, tried to keep up with matt’s thrusts in your mouth and chris pounding into your cunt.
“she can’t even handle it.” chris mocked, smirk sharp. “all that talk about wanting a vampire to fuck her dumb…and now look at her. too much sweetheart? huh?”
you shook your head desperately, muffled no’s vibrating around matt’s cock.
“yeah, that’s what i thought.” matt grinned, hips rutting deeper into your throat. “you fuckin’ love this shit.”
your body trembled, overwhelmed, every nerve on fire. and when chris’s hand slipped down to rub your clit, the world went white. you sobbed around matt, convulsing on chris’s cock, your tears soaking your cheeks.
“fuck—coming already,” chris hissed, holding you tight as you pulsed around him. “needy girl.”
matt groaned, pulling out to paint your tongue with cum, watching as tears and spit mixed down your face. “cmon, you got it sweetheart.”
you were still shaking when chris finally spilled inside you, groaning against your back, his smirk pressed to your skin. “got what ya wished for, hm?”
you collapsed against the sheets, wrecked, chest heaving. and both of them just smiled, satisfied.
because you’d asked for this, and they were more than happy to give it to you.
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a/n: the biggest supernatural!ukyt masterpost ever! collected every little drabble i’ve ever written about supernatural!ukyt and put it into this post. hope y’all enjoy! <3
୭ VAMPIRE!CHRISMD
chris is of course a vampire. a biter through and through. id say maybe quite a young-ish vampire, maybe only like 100/200 or so, so he still has that youthful energy but of course has years and years of experience on you (and, of course more sexual experience.....im thinking the first time you and vampire chris sleep together you literally see stars and have the best orgasm of your life as he fucks you) but anyway chris is definitely a vampire but in sort of a chilled out way like you won't catch him in a castle or anything. he's the type of vampire to mix blood into a a cocktail or something like that
oh yeah, nonnie i agree!! i think young vampire chris (i was thinking around the early 100s/200s) hasn’t reached like creepy old vampire status where he chills in a castle. he’s just a ‘normal’ functioning vampire who has his apartment in london!
vampire!chris is such a biter people would think you were his human chew toy. i also think that chris initially when you started dating didn’t want to feed from you cause he knew from the hormones and your taste that he would definitely come in ohis pants untouched just from your blood. however, bloodlust gets the better of him and still, every time he feeds from you, he’s coming in his pants. you could’ve sworn by now he’s ruined around 25 pairs of boxers!
i think vampire!chris also has a LOOOOTTT of experience in the bed. personally, still think he’s a switch/sub leaning, but i also do think vampire head with chris is the best head you’ll ever get. i can imagine him eating you out whilst you’re on your period and he is just not giving up. he’s going to keep licking up your bloody cunt until you’re screaming his name loud enough to hurt your vocal chords in the process of doing it so much.
also, i really liked the little blood cocktail addition. that’s a cool aspect i never really thought about, so thanks anon! <3
the people (me) yearn for vampire!chris sinking their fangs into you during sex
the concept of vampire!chris digging his fangs into you whilst you’re having sex and he just lets the blood drip down the open wound and mix with all the other juices as you both continue to fuck 😵💫….. he’s still balls deep in you as your slick mixes with your blood and it’s all too much for chris as he’s getting high off of the hormones not only from your cunt but also your blood 😵💫….
a concept: temperature/sensation play with vampire!chris except it's holy water so it burns his skin whenever it touches him, causing him to hiss and whine ever so beautifully as you ride him. maybe you even spell out your name or initials on him with it, reminding him that he's yours <3
imagine he’s already overstimulated enough from you just riding him, and he’s biting his lip so much that it's now gone red raw and sore. it doesn’t help that his fangs start to pierce the fat of his bottom lip as that begins to bleed too. “keep fucking me, you filthy vampire,” you’d grunt as you’re rolling your hips, causing him to come and grab your hips to try and steady himself.
ugh i can imagine you just holding the vial of holy water up to him and his eyes just widen in horror. “c’mon, baby! not again, please, it really hurt last time!” he’d beg ever so beautifully but you just laugh wickedly, splashing him with holy water. he hisses and whimpers as it hits his skin, the sensation piercing on his sensitive skin as he writhes under you, before you grab his chest and push him downwards before warning him lowly, “don’t move.”
and like the good little vampire he is, he doesn’t. that’s when you bite your own lip in glee, dipping a finger into the vial and getting enough liquid onto your digit to have a lot more fun with him. you move your body closer to his, still cockwarming him whilst your hips go slow, before your finger coated in holy water comes down to his chest and you write your name across it.
chris would then moan out loud, whimpering and now crying a little at the painful sensation as you fully brand him as yours <3 even if it does hurt him in the process <3
and honestly, if the sex was mediocre you’ll just hop off of his cock after you’ve done that and leave him hard. or make him have a ruined orgasm. :)
imagine vampire!chris drinking from you while you're ovulating and like the hormones or whatever in the blood make him really horny and he's just blushing and needy unable to stop himself from biting over and over because you just taste too sweet.
when you’re ovulating/on your period is a terrible time for vampire!chris. he can practically smell your blood from even a couple rooms away from you and his bloodlust is through the roof. when you began dating, he was able to isolate himself away from you but now?? it’s basically uncontrollable and sometimes he just has to act on his animalistic instincts.
i can imagine him being a blushing mess also, his body practically on fire as he sits next to you— nuzzling into your warm body. he sighs into the crook of your neck, before inhaling your scent and drunkenly smiling as he looks up at you all blood-drunk already just from your smell. “you smell good,” he’d mumble, his pupils already blown own wide with lust.
he begins rutting into your side a little as he begins nipping and scratching your skin with his fangs. he slobbers like a dog, coating your neck in his saliva as you become his human chew toy for a little while.
he soon climbs on top of you though, groaning as he attempts (and somehow succeeds) in engulfing you so you can’t wriggle out of his grasp before his fangs dig deep into your skin, his eyes rolling back in ecstasy as he tastes your sweet blood on his tongue— savouring every element of it as he suckles from your neck messily, some excess dribbling down his chin and mixing with his saliva to make some disgusting mix of different things on your neck and down your breast. <3
୭ WARLOCK!CHRISMD
warlock!chris who tricks you into drinking a love spell that suddenly has you head over heels for him, willing to do literally anything he wants
fuck me, this idea makes ME so buzzy. like, YES? i don’t know why i never thought of warlock!chris, it just makes sense??? but oh my god, this man is a menace. if he can put any hex, spell or trick on you, he will.
thinking about him innocently slipping you a drink one day when he invites you over for drinks and it’s actually a love potion and you initially think it tastes funny but instead of questioning it, you just accept that it’s probably chris’s choice of alcohol.
after a while of letting it sink in, i can imagine you getting really hot and the whole world is a blur and chris is trying to act innocent, asking “are you alright?” and you just slur out something, maybe even mumble something about how he looks attractive, as your pupils are forming into hearts as you’re feeling this attraction you’ve never felt for him before… 😵💫 and he just takes advantage of that…
☆ GHOST!WILLNE
will is a ghost/spirit as you've established, so him and chris are sort of eternal best friends ig. id like to believe he's not bound to one house like ghosts sometimes are, just so i can shoutout my love for spectrophilia, in that he can follow you around and mess with you in public or whenever. definitely a cheeky ghost - the type to mess with lights or write shit on the mirror just to mess with you because it's the most fun he's had in years. also a panty thief because i said so.
will and chris being eternal best friends makes so much sense, nonnie!! i was thinking about making it so he’s not bound to the house because i KNOWWWWWW for a fact that that pesky spirit has a knack for haunting you everywhere you go. not just in a sexual way, i think that ghost!will is also just very protective of you. to him, you’re the first human that’s basically given him any time of day, and i just think he does has a softer, more human side to him (towards you, anyways).
him being cheeky is A DEFINITE. loves to toy with everything, especially when you’re in public. i’m talking quick tugs and pinches of your tits, slaps to your ass, cold chills over your cunt which have you breathless and soaking in the WORST of places. though, i think ultimately he’s more of a tease, but then hates when he pisses you off and you eventually give him the silent treatment because of it. i can imagine you’re giving him the silent treatment and he gets your most expensive lipstick and writes “stop ignoring me please :(“ on the mirror which riles you up even more. but eventually, you do work everything out when you’re looking for something (like your lost car keys) and he communicates through your fridge’s magnetic chalkboard about where you left them.
him being a panty thief too………. mmmmm…….. i can imagine when you first moved into the house that you were SO CONFUSED when your lingerie went missing. like, you could’ve sworn you’d tossed that specific matching set into the laundry basket? well, yes you did, but will was quick to snatch it and go and put it with his now growing collection of trinkets and garments from the multitudes of people who lived in the house <3.
☆ DEMON!WILLNE
demon!will who you summon to a crossroads so you can make a deal but his part of the deal is that he gets everything from you, body and soul
ugh, there’s just something dirty and sleazy about demon!will. i can imagine him being all alluring, talking in a thick rich voice that just sounds right to you. his presence as well is tempting in itself too, and he’s just coated in filthy sin. the sunglasses definitely stay on to hide his monstrous eyes and his lips are always formed into a smirk and he’s wearing loose fitted clothes that show off his chest too ugh… need it. 😵💫🤤
imagine you do summon him and you’re pondering on the idea of selling yourself to him. or maybe he hasn’t even told you that detail, but you’re still hesitant and he just forcefully grabs your wrist, getting impatient because he knows he wants you and only you to be fully indebted and owned by him. “just fuckin’ sign it,” he’d mutter through gritted teeth as the pen is forced into your hand magically and you sign the contract, selling yourself away to him forever, just for him to smile smugly as the paper disintegrates into ashes, murmuring, “good girl. it’s better when we just do something rather than ponder on it, isn’t it?”
i can also imagine demon!will getting off when you start crying hysterically when you finally realise what you’ve done. i’m talking like, full on mental breakdown as you’re hitting his chest, sobbing your eyes out calling him a “liar” and all other sorts of ‘insults’ that just have him smiling to himself. he’s hard. terribly hard as he grips your chin, rubbing his thumb across your pouty bottom lip, before mumbling, “well not everyone gets what they wish for, do they pretty?” as your eyes are all wide and glassy— looking ever so fucking innocent for him to corrupt.
also breeding kink x demon!will would go so hard. 🫠😵💫 first of all, his fucking demon cock is massive. and he doesn’t use lube either, so imagine thee fucking burn you’d feel from the first time he pushes deep inside you.
you practically are left not breathing and you swear you’re about to die. imagine him gritting his teeth, muttering, “fuckin’ hell, you’re so tight pet,” as he himself is finding it hard to make his hips snap up and find a rhythm when fucking you. but your tight cunt walls spasming when he fills you with his hot demon seed is like his drug, the feeling unimaginable to him and something he needs to experience over and over again.
i know this is kinda cliche, but imagine demon!will owning a casino or something like that? just a little food for thought, i guess.
☆ VAMPIRE!WILLNE
vampire!will who uses compulsion like in vampire diaries to convince reader to sleep with him.
vampire!will would soooo do this 😖, like imagine him just pinning you down, hands above your head as he looks into your eyes, muttering about how you’re going to sleep with him and you’re just so….. transfixed. you can’t look anywhere else other than his eyes and your brain is like fuzz, hypnotised by his piercing gaze from on top of you.
maybe he even asks for you permission… something like, “can i bite you?” but it feels like a mile away until he just smirks to himself as you give him a slurred response and he just uses you as he pleases! <33
彡 WEREWOLF!HARRY LEWIS
harry is a werewolf. big tall strong man who's just a little puppy at heart <3 definitely leans more into his dog-like behaviour around you because he feels so safe, so more than once you've caught him panting when you give him headscratches. werewolf harry 1000% has a breeding kink. his ruts are insane, and you basically have to clear your calendar for the foreseeable future when it comes because for that period your sole purpose is to be for him to fuck full.
oh my gosh, werewolf!harry my beloved!!!! i agree with all of this! him being a puppy at heart is like so real, i can imagine him rubbing himself all over your body with his scent so he ‘claims’ you with it.
i also think he loves play fetch and stuff with you. or when you teach him tricks!!! ugh, imagine him being all happy and panting as you say “harry, up! let’s play fetch!” as you pull out some of your used lingerie and scrunch the fabric into a ball, his tongue lolling out of his mouth as he starts to pant. and the head scratches too!!! god, he definitely melts into them, probably foaming at the mouth as your fingernails work at an extremely good spot on the top of his head.
oh my god, imagine having to clean up his drool and slobber because he gets too excited and he’s got you all icky and messy and he’s whimpering and whining, giving you big, sad puppy eyes as you have a cloth to his face, tutting about how he’s “such a messy dog” whilst wiping the drool from him.
werewolf!harry x breeding kink as well. I THINK YOU NEED A ROUND OF APPLAUSE, NONNIE. his ruts are fucking insane. the first time he knotted inside of you, you could’ve sworn you were transported to another dimension it was so otherworldly.
i can imagine him biting, scratching and drooling all over your body, maybe even making you bleed in the process, as he grabs your hips so tightly, fucking you over and over again, hitting your g-spot every time as all you can do is moan and become absolutely fucked out on his thick cock. (and by thick, i MEAN THICK. the girth and width of that bad boy is insane, it’s what makes his knots so good). and yes, you DEFINITELY have to clear your calendar whenever that time comes around, because he is indeed going to fuck you full as many times as inhumanly possible.
need harrys fat werewolf dick stretching me out as he bounces me up and down, basically using me as a fleshlight <33
need him to growl, scratch and bite me whilst he dumbs me down on his fat werewolf cock. imagine him just using you as a human chew toy, biting down on all your skin, littering you in marks of all colours in red, blue and purple 😵💫😵💫
imagine the scratches down your back as he uses his hips and thighs to bounce you up and down, making you dumber and dumber as he fills you with his thick, hot werewolf load 😩😩….
𖥔 FAE!JAMES MARRIOTT
james is a little different, i think he'd be a fae. smart little quips, pretty eyes and a smooth, rich voice drawing you in. charms his way to your heart with little gifts (you know enough fae lore to know he's baiting you into being indebted to him, but you give in anyway because how could you not?) and then paying off your 'debts' by letting him keep you as his human pet (petplay with fae james would go CRAZY here), showing you off to all his friends, maybe making you ride him just to show everyone how pretty his new toy is
not going to lie, nonnie, when i read this the james i envisioned in my mind is his like green and gold outfit from the california rain video??? it gives fae!james so badly.
once i saw the ‘rich voice’ part i was sold. it was almost like a siren’s call the first time you met fae!james. ugh, him having pretty eyes too that just loom you in is fucking insane and has me 😵💫!!! imagine the little gifts are like little ballads he’s thought of and he’s being all charming about it, like “oh, i was thinking about you and the words just came to me” as he’s smirking, knowing you’re becoming even more and more indebted to him as you have that sort of hypnotised look in your eye as you’re looking at him all dreamily and transfixed.
him keeping you as your human pet???? nonnie, this is so sick and perverted but i LOVE it. soon enough, you don’t have a name. you’re just “james’s pet” and you’re always at his beck and call. he doesn’t let you go far, but you’re all prettily collared and your owner treats so lovingly— so why would you even want to run away anyways? him making you ride him in front of everyone else just makes sense as you’re basically his prize. his property that no one else in his little kingdom can have. he’s so sick and perverted, i kinda need him now.
today im focused on fae james, specifically the petplay angle - like it's a known fact that if you eat fae food you're stuck in the faerie realm, so what if james, knowing this, makes you suck him off and swallow, effectively trapping you forever as his little human plaything <3 i also think he'd be the type to take you to fae parties as his arm candy, showing off how pretty his new pet is to all his fae friends. maybe he makes you suck them off too, trapping you even more. also i think he'd def be the type to put a leash or collar on you. just so everyone knows exactly whose pet you are
god, imagine fae!james making you wear a collar and leash and walk around on all floors naked…. 🫣 need him to get some sort of faerie-powered collar which doesn’t come off and is like stuck to your neck forever so you’re constantly reminded that you’re owned by him and branded as his little human pet <3
ugh, the cock thing 🤤🤤🤤 imagine him just manspreading in front of you already in between his legs as you salivate at his leaking cock which becomes more on display as he pushes his hips forward to adjust more on the chair, whilst pushing his dick into your mouth. and then he just grabs your hair, fucking your face and using your pretty little mouth until he buries his shaft deep inside of you, spilling the thick ropey cum down your throat enough that it burns!!!
god, i can imagine the smug look on his face as he shows you off at fae parties. the way that he has your leash wound up in his hand so you can’t wander off far away from him 😵💫😵💫 ugh, and then him just pointing at his crotch when his faerie friends ask about how obedient you are towards him and instantly you’re bouncing on his cock, your moans obscene. <3
suddenly enough, you’re helping all his faerie friends out as you hop from one cock to another… and after that james always makes you come to all the events he goes to. 🤤🤤🤤😖😖
𖥔 WEREWOLF!JAMES MARRIOTT
GODDD a mating press with werewolf!james......the voices
ugh imagine his big burly arms flexing as he’s just rutting into you, growling as he feels your cunt flutter around his throbbing werewolf cock. i can imagine him practically salivating over your tits as they’re all smushed up together and bouncing with his relentless thrusts as tears brim in your eyes and your lips are pouty.
he’ll slobber and bite all over your tits and neck as his fingernails scratch and mark your skin, your moans now obscene and spilling out of your lips uncontrollably, his cock still completely splitting you open (enough to make you see stars and your toes curl as you practically spasm and quake in ecstasy) as he breeds you over and over again with his little pups <3
𖥔 TENTACLE DICK!JAMES MARRIOTT
james.... with a tentacle dick. a big fat tentacle between his legs, dripping with his cum that has a heavy aphrodisiac effect and also, his tentacle can knot u up real good 😛
i need james’s big fat tentacle cock to fill me up so badly. ugh, imagine the stimulation you’d feel from the suction cups all over it, causing you and mewl and cry as your fingernails scratch down his back. i can imagine the burn that you’d feel the first time he slides in and you just swallow him up, your thick walls clenching so tightly around his thick slimy shaft 🤤🤤🤤
GOD, knotting as well with it?! imagine the suction cups on the tentacle spasming around your spasming cunt walls as you’re screaming out in pleasure. i definitely think that there’s some sort of tentacle monster heat that happens to james once in a while where you’re just his little human cumdump for weeks as he just knots you with his monster dick for days on end, not stopping. <3
ugh, and the aphrodisiac effect of it!! ugh, i can imagine you giving head to him and you just can’t fucking stop. your mind feels hazy as you continue to suck his fucking monster cock and you can’t understand why you’re becoming more and more horny whilst you’re doing it. imagine him gritting out, “good fuckin’ girl, honey,” as you practically gag on his thick aphrodisiac cum, it dribbling down your chin and onto your bare tits as he cums for the umpteenth time…. 😵💫😵💫😵💫
imagine if it also was kinda hypnotic too… i can imagine it when it’s erect swaying side to side…. luring you in to put it into your mouth whenever he needs you to. he doesn’t even need to tell you to do it because you’re so conditioned by the swaying to pick up the thick slimy cock and slide it into your mouth, moaning at the taste of the sweat aphrodisiac precum that beads on all the suction cups on the tentacle 🫠🫠🫠….
since u liked tentacle!james so much, do u have any other thoughts on him? gimme everything u have on ur filthy mind queen!
tentacle!james being like… the monster under your bed type thing kinda has me 😵💫😵💫…
like, imagine he’s been there for a while. and you know nothing about him. all he does is listen and observe your sleeping patterns etc etc, all whilst he’s fisting his tentacle cock. there’s just something about him being sort of stalker like in a way about it?
i can also imagine him just stretching his tentacles out as you’re asleep, the thick, long arms encasing your sleeping body and pinning you down to the mattress as he covers you in his aphrodisiac slobber. one tentacle goes into your mouth, whilst another is wrapped loosely around you neck. there’s another sliding down your stomach towards your… exposed cunt? dirty girl. sleeping without any panties? it’s like you were begging to be fucked by his monster cock.
and this has been going on for ages. you always wake up dripping in tentacle cum, skin covered in his monster slick and gunk, whilst your mind hazy as you can’t help the amount of wet dreams you’ve begun to have ever since your lovely monster under your bed decided that he was going to fuck you every night <3
✮ INCUBUS!ARTHUR
arthur hill i think would be some kind of demon, but most likely an incubus. like james, this man is deceptively pretty - all sparkly brown eyes and soft messy curls, winding tattoos and shiny rings to tempt you towards him. he takes a liking to you after seeing you at a club or something similar, one of his usual haunts, and decides that he has to have you. he takes his time with you, slowly inserting himself into your dreams and thoughts, unknowingly ruining several pairs of your panties in the process as he shows you filthy dream after filthy dream of him eating you out, fucking you, delving into the depths of your mind to find out what really makes you tick. when he finally has you, you're his prized possession. money is not an issue, whatever you want, you get. you're his girl, and he wants to make sure everyone knows it
nonnie, i must also admit. i owe you my life and new born child because of this. YES.
now, if you haven’t listened to ‘electric chapel’ by lady gaga, now is your time to!! you mentioned about him meeting you in a club where he usually haunts, and my mind immediately went to ‘oh my god, it’s called electric chapel’ and it’s actually a run-down church that’s been turned into a nightclub.
but i also think he’s definitely a performer there, hexing people not only with hiss deceptively pretty and charming looks (as much as those messy curls, sunglasses that are a must-worn, winding tattoos all over his skin and shiny rings that look so right when his hands are wrapped around a microphone) but also his voice too.
but he definitely sees you in the crowd of one of his many performances one night and smirks to himself, being all like “yeah, i need them,” as the rest of his show became more and more provocative as he honestly was trying to get into your head there and then.
suddenly, all you can see is him though when he gets into your head. all you can think about is one thing: him, him and more him. as you said, the more scenarios he shows you, the more you’re entranced and entrapped by him— as if your mind had been completely rewired to think about him and only him.
you find yourself drawn to electric chapel more and more often, even to the extent that you’re like, “this is going to sound really stupid but i’ve been having… quite— um, how do i say this?— sinful thoughts about you,” as you’re all flushed and fidgety. and he just chuckles to himself, cooing “you’re alright, doll. it happens to the best of us, angel.” before fucking you senseless in his dressing room at the club.
after that session, you’re contractually bound to him. your soul intertwined with his. you’re his prize for everyone to see. there’s always a ringed hand gripping your thigh tightly (or alternatively, a tattooed arm hugging your waist) as you sit in a booth at electric chapel, dolled up in all the designer brands you could ever dream of having, whilst he’s kissing up your neck and tugging at your earlobe with his teeth, as he’s muttering “you look so pretty, angel.” as all you can do is gasp and shudder.
✧ WEREWOLF!ALFIE BUTTLE
werewolf!ab who's worried about being too rough but lets himself lose control when you say you want it rough
oh my god, imagine him doing this during a full moon?? or close to a full moon?? i can imagine him upping his sex drive around a full moon and he’s so worried that he’s going to get too lost in the moment and lose control so he’ll just abruptly pull out before he knots into you and you’re left a bit like, “huh?? what’s going on??”
i can imagine him being so sweet and awkward about it bless him too. like, him just shyly admitting, “i really don’t want to get rough with you, darlin’,” and you’re just openly like, “what if i want it rough, alf?” and his ears perk up and he’s like so happy.
cue the full moon and he’s knotting you SO MUCH. there’s scratches all over your body and bruises litter your skin as he’s so rough with you, splitting you open, marking you and fucking you dumb <3<3
werewolf!alfie and bunny!reader … just thinking a lot of thoughts about their size difference and how wet it makes her. she’s never been this aroused by someone before and he finds it the most adorable thing ever when he spreads her legs and finds her completely soaking and sticky 🐰
thinking about how alfie just standing over you is enough for your little cottontail to twitch with excitement. how you have to look up at him with wide eyes as he flashes a wicked wolffish grin that shows off his teeth in the most predatory way, but instead it just makes you more aroused.
thinking about how you’d squeak and squeal, your bunnycunt wet and sensitive from him being able to sling you over his shoulder or bend you over his lap easily just so he can do an inspection on you and find you so leaky and needy for him… 😖😖
werewolf!ab who tugs bunny!reader back by her cottontail alllll the time. she swears she hates it but he sees the way her thighs rub and her fur gets a little sticky every time. also i think he’s such a cunt slapper whenever she gets to wriggly and jumpy🐰
thinking about werewolf!ab pulling at your cottontail just to see your face scrunch up as your thighs rub together, looking all pouty and uncomfortable.
imagine he continues to do it, watching how your fur gets all sticky and messy and all you can do is squeak, pathetically whining, “alf, stop. that hurts,” even though he can see you getting aroused by it.
just for him to say, “sorry, bunny. i won’t do it again,” with a smirk on his face as your thighs rub together and your face is flushed red with arousal, just for you to protest and say, “well! you don’t have to not do it.” and all he does is laugh, flashing you a wolfish grin 😵💫
werewolf!ab who makes bunny!reader ride him whenever she gets extra jumpy and wriggly, but she doesn’t really do it properly because she’s so excited, so she’s just pathetically humping him and only rising up a little. he gets six of her and flips her onto her back, bullying into her repetitively until her tummy is bulging and she’s squealing and drooling🐰
god, i love this idea. i think you can get very jittery around alf, especially when you’re aroused. thinking about you getting all squirmy when you’re having to look up at him towering over you and it’s all just so… 😵💫
imagine him just picking you up with ease when you get jittery and wriggly and he just puts you onto his lap, making you take his fat cock as much as you can.. and all you can do is take his thick head because he’s just so big compared to your bunnycunt!! ☹️
you whine, mumbling, “alf ‘s too big,” as you’re basically just humping his cock, unable to take it and alfie gets a little bit tired of you just humping so he just flips you onto your back and forces himself into you that it makes you squeal!
“that’s better, isn’t it bunny?” he’d ask as he starts pounding into you, watching how your belly bulges at his fat dick deep inside of you, before slapping your cunt once in a while just to listen to you squeal and clench tightly around him ☺️
✧ VAMPIRE!ALFIE BUTTLE
vampire!ab pinning you down on your front and rutting into you from behind in prone bone, and leans down to bite into your neck. it’s smeared all over his lips, you’re whimpering from pain and arousal, legs kicking a little as your hands weakly slap at the bed🐰
thinking about vampire!ab pressing your head down with one hand into the pillow as his breath hovers over the back of your neck, causing you to writhe and squirm, potentially even protest with a few weak kicks that do nothing to deter him whatsoever.
and then he bites down on your neck, causing you to cry out, the pillows muffling your cries as you exclaim, “fuck, alf!” all whilst your cunt starts to spasm, milking alfie’s cock that he’s buried deep inside of you.
thinking about him then licking the wound after he’s done, flipping you over just so you can look at his blood-coated lips smiling down at you, before he brings two fingers up to them, gathers some blood on his fingertips and then smears it across your body all whilst you shiver and whimper from the pain throbbing in your neck and from your arousal 😵💫
dare I say it, VAMPIRE ALFIE WOULD EAT YOU OUT ON YOUR PERIOD❤️🩹 cramps and stress... "oh you poor little thing, shall I get that sorted for you then?" with sarcasm dripping in his voice as he tugs down your underwear his tounge ALRWADY getting work until you're all overstimulated and "feel better". this might be heinous but oh fucking well 😸 - 🪼
thinking about vampire!alfie being able to sense you on your period not only because of your stress and snappy attitude, but because he can smell your blood because your hormones taste different during menstruation.
imagine you’re snappy at him whilst lying on the sofa, hot water bottle on your stomach as alfie sits next to you, letting your feet rest on his lap. then you go to give him attitude, and he goes, “now darlin’, what’s that for?”
and you grumble, “can’t help it, my cramps hurt,” as you go back to feeling sorry for yourself and having a little bit of a strop on.
then, before you know it, alfie is in between your legs, muttering, “well, you should’ve told me sooner darlin’,” as he’s prying down your underwear, showing off your cunt to him, before adding, “you poor thing,” as he already makes a work to your cunt, savouring every taste of yourself on his tongue.
and by the time he’s finished, your cramps have gone away and you’re left feeling better, all whilst looking at your vampire lover smirking at you with blood-stained lips 😵💫
꩜ SHIFTER!ARTHURTV
shifter!ex!atv who shifts into the shape of your new boyfriend just so he can feel you one more time.
omg i’ve never thought about this??? but oh my god i’m obsessed???
thinking about him slipping up as he’s having sex with you. maybe saying something that only you knew with him but like, you can’t escape so you’re just stuck there, having sex with your shifter ex boyfriend who’s currently inside of your boyfriend’s body… 😵💫
꩜ WITCH!ARTHURTV
Witch!ArthurTV, a powerful eldritch being, one foot in our world another somewhere else. I’m thinking spells and voodoo dolls, protection enchantments, jinxes and hexes on anyone who comes close to you. The kind of magic that vibrates your panties when you’re alone, forces dreams and thoughts of you being fucked while unable to move your limbs hmmmfffffff do you see it.
ugh, i can imagine this so well. not going to lie, i really fuck with the idea that witch!arthur originally gives you some sort of love potion when you first meet. smiling sweetly as you nervously bring it up to your lips to drink it, cooing and saying, “it’s all right. just drink it, you’ll feel so much after it!” and after that it’s been rose tinted glasses with you and him for so long after <3
godddd, him being protective and obsessive has me feralllll. especially if he’s a little witch recluse who never leaves his house and gets really possessive and jealous when you talk about other guys— more specifically ones at your work, i’m thinking a retail job of some sort where you see lots of people— and instantly he’s on the hexes. i can imagine one time he gets really angry and voodoo doll’s a guy colleague you’ve spoken to in the day (maybe he complimented on your outfit or something) and he’s just point blank snaps his arm.
after being told about the incident at work, you call the guy colleague and he’s now in a cast and is like, “i don’t know how it happened. i went to bed fine and then all of a sudden i wake up in agony and my arm was snapped!” and you come to arthur all teary and concerned and he has to comfort you even though he knows damn well he did it :(
also, hexes and magic that makes your panties vibrate and your limbs unable to move. FUCK ME, THAT’S SO HOT. imagine him casting a spell or hex where you just drool and drool and drool whilst having sex so he can easily slip out of you after filling you up with his seed and easily fuck your tits because you’ve lubed them up from drooling so much!! <3
do we still rock with supernatural!ukyt because i have some thoughts to share on what creature each of them would be (with some filth added in of course) :
- chris is of course a vampire. a biter through and through. id say maybe quite a young-ish vampire, maybe only like 100/200 or so, so he still has that youthful energy but of course has years and years of experience on you (and, of course more sexual experience.....im thinking the first time you and vampire chris sleep together you literally see stars and have the best orgasm of your life as he fucks you) but anyway chris is definitely a vampire but in sort of a chilled out way like you won't catch him in a castle or anything. he's the type of vampire to mix blood into a a cocktail or something like that
- will is a ghost/spirit as you've established, so him and chris are sort of eternal best friends ig. id like to believe he's not bound to one house like ghosts sometimes are, just so i can shoutout my love for spectrophilia, in that he can follow you around and mess with you in public or whenever. definitely a cheeky ghost - the type to mess with lights or write shit on the mirror just to mess with you because it's the most fun he's had in years. also a panty thief because i said so.
- harry is a werewolf. big tall strong man who's just a little puppy at heart <3 definitely leans more into his dog-like behaviour around you because he feels so safe, so more than once you've caught him panting when you give him headscratches. werewolf harry 1000% has a breeding kink. his ruts are insane, and you basically have to clear your calendar for the foreseeable future when it comes because for that period your sole purpose is to be for him to fuck full.
- james is a little different, i think he'd be a fae. smart little quips, pretty eyes and a smooth, rich voice drawing you in. charms his way to your heart with little gifts (you know enough fae lore to know he's baiting you into being indebted to him, but you give in anyway because how could you not?) and then paying off your 'debts' by letting him keep you as his human pet (petplay with fae james would go CRAZY here), showing you off to all his friends, maybe making you ride him just to show everyone how pretty his new toy is
- arthur hill i think would be some kind of demon, but most likely an incubus. like james, this man is deceptively pretty - all sparkly brown eyes and soft messy curls, winding tattoos and shiny rings to tempt you towards him. he takes a liking to you after seeing you at a club or something similar, one of his usual haunts, and decides that he has to have you. he takes his time with you, slowly inserting himself into your dreams and thoughts, unknowingly ruining several pairs of your panties in the process as he shows you filthy dream after filthy dream of him eating you out, fucking you, delving into the depths of your mind to find out what really makes you tick. when he finally has you, you're his prized possession. money is not an issue, whatever you want, you get. you're his girl, and he wants to make sure everyone knows it
yours sincerely, 🕺
🕺, YES?????? WE DO STILL FUCK WITH THE SUPERNATURAL UKYT AU??????????? I’M GEEKING OUT RN!!!!!
୭ VAMPIRE!CHRIS
oh yeah, nonnie i agree!! i think young vampire chris (i was thinking around the early 100s/200s) hasn’t reached like creepy old vampire status where he chills in a castle. he’s just a ‘normal’ functioning vampire who has his apartment in london!
vampire!chris is such a biter people would think you were his human chew toy. i also think that chris initially when you started dating didn’t want to feed from you cause he knew from the hormones and your taste that he would definitely come in his pants untouched just from your blood. however, bloodlust gets the better of him and still, every time he feeds from you, he’s coming in his pants. you could’ve sworn by now he’s ruined around 25 pairs of boxers!
i think vampire!chris also has a LOOOOTTT of experience in the bed. personally, still think he’s a switch/sub leaning, but i also do think vampire head with chris is the best head you’ll ever get. i can imagine him eating you out whilst you’re on your period and he is just not giving up. he’s going to keep licking up your bloody cunt until you’re screaming his name loud enough to hurt your vocal chords in the process of doing it so much.
also, i really liked the little blood cocktail addition. that’s a cool aspect i never really thought about, so thanks anon! <3
☆ GHOST!WILL
will and chris being eternal best friends makes so much sense, nonnie!! i was thinking about making it so he’s not bound to the house because i KNOWWWWWW for a fact that that pesky spirit has a knack for haunting you everywhere you go. not just in a sexual way, i think that ghost!will is also just very protective of you. to him, you’re the first human that’s basically given him any time of day, and i just think he does has a softer, more human side to him (towards you, anyways).
him being cheeky is A DEFINITE. loves to toy with everything, especially when you’re in public. i’m talking quick tugs and pinches of your tits, slaps to your ass, cold chills over your cunt which have you breathless and soaking in the WORST of places. though, i think ultimately he’s more of a tease, but then hates when he pisses you off and you eventually give him the silent treatment because of it. i can imagine you’re giving him the silent treatment and he gets your most expensive lipstick and writes “stop ignoring me please :(“ on the mirror which riles you up even more. but eventually, you do work everything out when you’re looking for something (like your lost car keys) and he communicates through your fridge’s magnetic chalkboard about where you left them.
him being a panty thief too………. mmmmm…….. i can imagine when you first moved into the house that you were SO CONFUSED when your lingerie went missing. like, you could’ve sworn you’d tossed that specific matching set into the laundry basket? well, yes you did, but will was quick to snatch it and go and put it with his now growing collection of trinkets and garments from the multitudes of people who lived in the house <3.
彡 WEREWOLF!HARRY
oh my gosh, werewolf!harry my beloved!!!! i agree with all of this! him being a puppy at heart is like so real, i can imagine him rubbing himself all over your body with his scent so he ‘claims’ you with it.
i also think he loves play fetch and stuff with you. or when you teach him tricks!!! ugh, imagine him being all happy and panting as you say “harry, up! let’s play fetch!” as you pull out some of your used lingerie and scrunch the fabric into a ball, his tongue lolling out of his mouth as he starts to pant. and the head scratches too!!! god, he definitely melts into them, probably foaming at the mouth as your fingernails work at an extremely good spot on the top of his head.
oh my god, imagine having to clean up his drool and slobber because he gets too excited and he’s got you all icky and messy and he’s whimpering and whining, giving you big, sad puppy eyes as you have a cloth to his face, tutting about how he’s “such a messy dog”whilst wiping the drool from him.
werewolf!harry x breeding kink as well. I THINK YOU NEED A ROUND OF APPLAUSE, NONNIE. his ruts are fucking insane. the first time he knotted inside of you, you could’ve sworn you were transported to another dimension it was so otherworldly.
i can imagine him biting, scratching and drooling all over your body, maybe even making you bleed in the process, as he grabs your hips so tightly, fucking you over and over again, hitting your g-spot every time as all you can do is moan and become absolutely fucked out on his thick cock. (and by thick, i MEAN THICK. the girth and width of that bad boy is insane, it’s what makes his knots so good). and yes, you DEFINITELY have to clear your calendar whenever that time comes around, because he is indeed going to fuck you full as many times as inhumanly possible.
𖥔 FAE!JAMES
not going to lie, nonnie, when i read this the james i envisioned in my mind is his like green and gold outfit from the california rain video??? it gives fae!james so badly.
once i saw the ‘rich voice’ part i was sold. it was almost like a siren’s call the first time you met fae!james. ugh, him having pretty eyes too that just loom you in is fucking insane and has me 😵💫!!! imagine the little gifts are like little ballads he’s thought of and he’s being all charming about it, like “oh, i was thinking about you and the words just came to me” as he’s smirking, knowing you’re becoming even more and more indebted to him as you have that sort of hypnotised look in your eye as you’re looking at him all dreamily and transfixed.
him keeping you as your human pet???? nonnie, this is so sick and perverted but i LOVE it. soon enough, you don’t have a name. you’re just “james’s pet” and you’re always at his beck and call. he doesn’t let you go far, but you’re all prettily collared and your owner treats so lovingly— so why would you even want to run away anyways? him making you ride him in front of everyone else just makes sense as you’re basically his prize. his property that no one else in his little kingdom can have. he’s so sick and perverted, i kinda need him now.
✮ INCUBUS!ARTHUR
nonnie, i must also admit. i owe you my life and new born child because of this. YES.
now, if you haven’t listened to ‘electric chapel’ by lady gaga, now is your time to!! you mentioned about him meeting you in a club where he usually haunts, and my mind immediately went to ‘oh my god, it’s called electric chapel’ and it’s actually a run-down church that’s been turned into a nightclub.
but i also think he’s definitely a performer there, hexing people not only with hiss deceptively pretty and charming looks (as much as those messy curls, sunglasses that are a must-worn, winding tattoos all over his skin and shiny rings that look so right when his hands are wrapped around a microphone) but also his voice too. but he definitely sees you in the crowd of one of his many performances one night and smirks to himself, being all like “yeah, i need them,” as the rest of his show became more and more provocative as he honestly was trying to get into your head there and then.
suddenly, all you can see is him though when he gets into your head. all you can think about is one thing: him, him and more him. as you said, the more scenarios he shows you, the more you’re entranced and entrapped by him— as if your mind had been completely rewired to think about him and only him. you find yourself drawn to electric chapel more and more often, even to the extent that you’re like, “this is going to sound really stupid but i’ve been having… quite— um, how do i say this?— sinful thoughts about you,” as you’re all flushed and fidgety. and he just chuckles to himself, cooing “you’re alright, doll. it happens to the best of us, angel.” before fucking you senseless in his dressing room at the club.
after that session, you’re contractually bound to him. your soul intertwined with his. you’re his prize for everyone to see. there’s always a ringed hand gripping your thigh tightly (or alternatively, a tattooed arm hugging your waist) as you sit in a booth at electric chapel, dolled up in all the designer brands you could ever dream of having, whilst he’s kissing up your neck and tugging at your earlobe with his teeth, as he’s muttering “you look so pretty, angel.” as all you can do is gasp and shudder. <3
✧ GORGON!ALFIE
a little cheeky bonus as well <3. thinking about gorgon!AB who has to wear shades everywhere but is a cocky little monster because he knows he’s hot as fuck and the shit. he typically wears long hoodies to hide his scales but loooves to send you gym pics where he’s in his compression shirts and his scales are shimmering with sweat all over them but also due to the dim lights of the gym.
i can imagine you riding him and he’s flashing his fangs as you’re made to look down at yourself through his sunglasses cause he can’t take them off or you’ll turn to stone. so instead, you’re succumbed to looking at yourself being fucked dumb on his fat cock through his dimmed out lenses.
thinking about gorgon!alfie’s unruly hair as well. the mullet is actually styled with multiple snakes who have all taken a liking to you as you comb over them gently, maybe they even hiss happily at your touch when he takes his beanie off of his head finally after… well, you don’t wanna know how long he’s been wearing it for. <3
you didn’t expect to be alone with chris that night, especially not in the dimly lit corner of his bedroom, where the air felt thick and electric. the house was eerily quiet, and the party downstairs faded into background noise. it felt like the two of you were in your own world.
chris leaned against the windowsill, a cigarette dangling lazily from his lips. his eyes never left you, dark and unreadable, like he was trying to decide something. the glow of the cigarette flared when he inhaled, lighting up his sharp features for just a second. you watched the smoke curl around him, making him look even more dangerous—like something out of a dream you couldn’t quite wake up from.
you weren’t afraid of him, though. not even after you found out what he was. the word vampire should’ve scared you off, should’ve made you run the other way. but instead, it intrigued you. chris was intoxicating, with his sharp edges and soft whispers, the way he made you feel like the only person in the room even when you weren’t.
"you know why i wanted you up here, right?" his voice was low, almost a growl, like the cigarette had been burning in his throat, not just his lungs. there was a teasing glint in his eyes, but behind it, something more. something hungry.
you swallowed, feeling your pulse quicken. "i have an idea," you said, though your voice came out quieter than you intended. your gaze drifted to his lips, and you wondered if they were as cold as his skin looked, or if the fire in his eyes would burn through the cold.
he took another drag of his cigarette, exhaling slowly before throwing it out the window. he stepped closer and you could feel the change in the air, like the temperature dropped around him. there was no denying what he was. a predator. but somehow, that only made you want him more.
with a quick movement, his hand was on your hip, pulling you closer, the cold touch of his fingers startling against your heated skin. "you’re not scared of me, are you?" he murmured, his lips brushing your ear, his breath cool against your skin. "should i be?"
chris tilted his head, his eyes tracing the curve of your throat. "most people would be." his voice was almost teasing, but there was something else behind it. something darker. you leaned in closer, your body reacting before your mind could catch up. "i’m not most people," you whispered.
his eyes flicked up to meet yours, and the heat between you was undeniable. slowly, his hand slid up your arm, fingers tracing your skin, sending sparks through your body. "no, you’re not," he agreed, his voice soft but heavy with meaning.
then, before you could respond, he closed the distance between you, his lips brushing against yours. the kiss was soft at first, almost hesitant, but it quickly turned hungry, desperate, like he was trying to drink in every part of you. you felt his cool lips press harder against yours, and your body responded in kind, your fingers tangling in his hair, pulling him closer.
you could feel the sharp points of his fangs grazing your bottom lip, a reminder of who—what—he was. but it only made you want him more. the danger of it all sent a thrill through you, like you were playing with fire and didn’t care if you got burned.
he pulled back slightly, just enough to let his lips hover over yours, his breath cool against your skin. "you don’t know what you’re getting into," he whispered, though the way his eyes darkened told you he was already losing control.
"maybe i do," you replied, your voice daring, breathless. with a low growl, he kissed you again, harder this time, his hands gripping your hips. without warning, he lifted you onto his lap, your legs straddling him as you found yourself pressed up against him, the intensity of his body against yours making your breath catch. your hands instinctively moved to his shoulders to steady yourself, the thrill of being so close to him, feeling his body under yours, sent a wave of heat through you.
the kiss was rough, demanding, his hands pulling you tighter against him as if he couldn’t get enough of you. your body reacted on its own, grinding against him, and you felt the low growl rumble in his chest as his grip tightened, pulling you down harder onto his lap.
you gasped into his mouth, your fingers tangling in his hair as he deepened the kiss, his cool lips and sharp teeth driving you crazy. there was no denying the power he had over you, the way your body responded to him, craving more even as you knew there was a dangerous edge to everything he did.
he broke the kiss, panting slightly, his forehead resting against yours for a moment as if he was trying to catch his breath—or maybe trying to keep control. "you’re driving me fucking crazy," he muttered, his voice thick with lust as his hands roamed over your body, gripping your hips, your waist, anywhere he could touch.
"yeah?" you breathed out, your voice barely a whisper. before you could react, he flipped you onto the bed, his body pressing against yours, pinning you down beneath him. his hands were on your skin in an instant, pulling your shirt off with a roughness that made your heart skip. his lips followed, kissing and biting his way down your neck, over your collarbone, until he reached the curve of your chest.
you moaned softly as his cool lips met your skin, your back arching into him, desperate for more of his touch. he growled against your skin, his hands sliding down to undo your jeans, tugging them off in one quick motion before he pressed himself against you again, his lips finding yours once more.
"you have no idea how hard i’ve been trying not to do this," he whispered against your lips. "stop trying, please," you whispered back, your hands sliding down his back, pulling him closer, needing more of him, all of him.
and then he did. there was no more holding back, no more restraint. his hands moved over your body like he was memorizing every inch, his lips trailing fire down your skin, leaving you breathless, gasping for more.
you felt his fangs graze your neck again, and this time, when he bit down, it was pure pleasure that washed over you, your body arching into him, craving everything he could give. the mix of pain and pleasure blurred together until you couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began, and all you knew was that you wanted him, needed him, in every possible way.
he undid his pants with a flick of his hand, pressing his body against yours as he positioned himself between your legs. the anticipation sent a shiver through you, and when he finally pushed inside you, a gasp tore from your throat, your body arching into his. the sensation was overwhelming—the coolness of his body mixing with the heat of yours, the way he moved, deliberate and slow at first, building up into something deeper, something harder.
chris' hands gripped your hips tightly, pulling you into him with each thrust, his lips finding your neck again, biting softly but not enough to break the skin, just enough to tease. your fingers dug into his back, urging him on, your breath coming out in ragged gasps as the pleasure built inside you, growing more intense with every movement.
he started moving faster, rougher, and the bed creaked under the force of his body against yours. his hand slid between your thighs, fingers pressing in just the right spot, making your body tremble with the sensation. you were losing yourself to him, completely overtaken by the way he felt, the way he moved, the way his body consumed yours.
your moans filled the room, louder and more desperate with each thrust, and you could feel him losing control, his grip tightening, his breath ragged against your neck. you were both close, the tension building between you until it felt like you were on the edge of something explosive.
"i can't—" he growled against your skin, his hips slamming into yours with a final, hard thrust that sent you over the edge. your body shook, pleasure rippling through you in waves, and you cried out his name, your fingers gripping his hair as you held onto him, lost in the overwhelming sensation.
he followed right after, a low, guttural moan escaping his lips as his body tensed, his hips grinding into yours, the release so intense it left you both breathless, tangled in each other.
the room fell into silence, save for the sound of your heavy breathing. chris collapsed beside you, his arm draped over your waist, pulling you close. you could feel the coolness of his skin, but somehow, it comforted you, grounding you after the intensity of what just happened.
"you okay?" he asked, his voice softer now, but still thick with exhaustion. you nodded, your body still buzzing, a lazy smile on your lips. "yeah," you breathed, turning your head to meet his gaze. chris smirked, his hand tracing lazy circles on your hip. "good, because i'm not done with you." his voice held that teasing edge again, but there was a promise behind it.
you felt your heart race again, knowing full well that there was no turning back.
Intro (please read the background info before reading this chapter!)
CW: Kissing, flirting, cuddling, mentions of blood and weapons
*2 years ago*
The Castle was dim, shadows left and right, the only thing giving the room light was a red fluorescent glow shining through the windows.
Chris was called into the throne room to meet with Queen Elaina, ruler of Blood Valley.
Chris was kneeled in front of her, “You must make the girl fall in love with you…it’s the only way we can successfully win the War against the hunters.” She sternly spoke,
The war between the Vampires and Hunters has gone on for decades. Billions of Vampires lost, Millions of Hunters lost to what they would call “Bloodsuckers”. All because they can’t handle the fact that the Vampires need blood to survive just like they need water and food.
Elaina says it's because they are cold humans that can’t share their space with other creatures. But Chris thinks it’s because they're scared of getting to know the unknown.
Either way they are at war and at some point one side will have to win and in Chris’s eyes it must be the vampires.
Chris snapped his head up, “W-Why me? Why not Matt? Or Ryder?” He questioned,
Ryder is Chris’s best friend, Matt is his brother. Usually they would be chosen for missions into Thornhills. They were mature, calm, collected, and most importantly good at lying.
Chris is reckless, messy, and though he is also good at lying he does it so much sometimes he doesn’t know the difference between what’s real and what’s fake.
Elaine huffed, “Because Chris…Matt and Ryder would stand no chance against Love. I’ve been watching this Girl for awhile. She’s charming…confident…fierce, she could catch any boy's eye and make them fall in love with her within seconds of meeting. But that is something that can not happen on this mission, no feelings, no complications. You Chris are a heartthrob, but can’t seem to keep a vampire in your clutch for more than a week without losing feelings. That’s why I chose you,”
Chris stared at her, shocked at how brutally she dissected his love life. He snapped himself out of his daze, and replied, “Yes, your majesty….just…may I ask you a question?” Chris got up off his knee and stood there for a second waiting for a reply.
She nodded, Chris swallowed the lump in his throat. “W-What’s her name?” Chris stuttered,
The Queen Chuckled at his nervous manners, “Carmen…Carmen Thorne”
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*Present day*
“You know you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen right?” Chris murmured, lying on silk purple sheets that belonged to girl he’s gotten to know to well.
“You say that everyday my love,” Carmen giggled, making her way to the bed Chris was laying on.
She straddled him, pressing her hands to his chest and leaning in for a quick kiss. “And everyday I mean it even more, mi amor.” He lifted her delicate hand up to his lips, and lightly planted a kiss on the back of it.
Carmen let out a slight giggle, “Your so cheesy..” Chris chuckled with her “and you love it.” Carmen rolled her eyes, pretending to be annoyed but Chris knew she wasn’t being serious.
Carmen’s eyes drifted to the corner of her room where a gown drenched in glitter and diamonds hung. A thought immediately popped into her mind and she snapped her head back to meet Chris’s ocean blue eyes.
“Have you gotten fitted for your tux yet?” She asked
Chris totally oblivious to what she was talking about shook his head with a confused look on his face.
A disappointed expression formed on Carmen’s face. “Seriously Chris I told you to do that weeks ago,” she pouted
“Why do I need a tux again?”
“Chris!” Carmen smacked his chest “The Gala! The one I’ve been talking about for months, the one my father throws every couple years to bring all the elite vampire hunters together to collaborate on plans for defeating the vampires.” She said it like it was common knowledge,
Chris’s eyes went wide, “Right…that gala…”
“Yes that gala, and this time around you’re my plus one so I need you to get fitted for a tux!” Carmen said but Chris was listening all that much.
His mind wandered somewhere else, the vampires were planning to attack this Gala, to end the war, to kill Carmen’s father and anyone in the way.
For a while he ignored it, out of sight out of mind. But now he couldn’t, now Carmen was demanding him to get a tux and it suddenly felt to close.
To close to the end, an end Chris didn’t want to happen.
Because secretly over the years of Chris being in this fake relationship, it stopped being fake, at least for him.
He told everyone back home he hated her, that he couldn’t wait for the mission to be over. He even said to his brothers that she was annoying and he couldn’t stand her, but none of it was true. That was how he was supposed to feel, he was assigned this mission because he didn’t get attached, he was a known heartbreaker, but when it came to her that title flew out the window.
Chris fell for her, and fell hard. He loved the purple streaks in her hair, and the dimples she acquired when smiling. He loved when she would play with his hair and brush her fingers across his back when they’d cuddle. He adored when she’d ramble on about something she was passionate about even if it was about killing his own kind.
He didn’t care she was a hunter not after getting to know her. But he knew that his family would, that his friends would, that every vampire back home would, so he kept his feelings to himself.
He kept giving inside information to Queen Elaina even though he didn’t want to. Even though he knew giving that information would betray Carmen in more ways than one.
Even if it didn’t betray her at the moment of doing he knew it was leading up to it and now that betrayal had a specific date, specific time, specific place.
He couldn’t pretend anymore that the relationship he’s in is real. The reality was finally sinking in…
And soon enough the truth will be unveiled and Carmen will find out his true identity.
Whether Chris liked it or not,
“Chris! Are you even listening?” Carmen was snapping in Chris’s face to get his attention.
“Sorry darling I just got…lost in my thoughts…I get fitted for a tux soon I promise.” He kissed her cheek, pull her closer to his chest.
“Good because this gala is very important to me and I wouldn’t want you to miss it.” Carmen’s eyes beamed into Chris’s, her dimples popping out as she smiled at Chris.
“Trust me, I wouldn’t miss it for the world…”
Chris smiled back, but you could tell the smile didn’t reach his eyes. It felt empty, hollow, he wanted to whole heartedly smile back.
But he couldn’t not when he knew what was coming her way.
Not when he knew her whole world was about to change because of him.
“I love you Chris..” she whispered into Chris’s chest.
“I love you too, darling” and he meant it.
Every single bit and piece of her, no matter what he loved her fully.
Silence fell over them, not awkward, just peaceful. He could feel her heartbeat, it was at the perfect pace. Letting him know she was comfortable with his presence.
And even if Carmen couldn’t feel his heartbeat for some peculiar reason she never looked into. She always knew it beat for her just like how hers beated for him.
Which wasn’t fully wrong, Chris always said to himself if he had a heart it would beat for her.
Just in her mind there was no ‘if’ it was definite.
Chris’s heart beat for her, simple.
Little did she know that simplicity would soon shift drastically. 
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chris walked down the halls of the school, looking for his english class. it’d been years since he had stepped foot into this building, the changes were obvious. finally, he’d found the class and with a loud sigh he walked in.
the elder woman at the front of the class looked in his direction. she held a paper in her hands—the roster, he assumed. “mr. sturniolo.” she gave him a welcoming smile. “welcome in! why don’t you have a seat next to…” chris’ gaze followed the direction of her finger.
“y/n.”
there you sat quietly, the same girl he’d seen in the hallway. clad in her white dress and purple converse.
he gave the teacher the kindest smile he could force onto his lips, before making his way to his new seat. you seemed to tense the moment he sat beside you. not in fear, just nerves.
as the elder woman began to chatter more, he let his blue eyes wander over your form. you looked so different than the other girls there, maybe it was the way you carried yourself.
shy, timid.
it was cute, he thought.
he was drawn to you, and it wasn’t the scent of your blood drawing him in. no—it was you. so, hesitantly, he spoke. “don’t seem like you talk much.” your gaze moved to meet his, but he was already looking at you.
“um—not really.” you shrugged, confused as to why he was speaking to you. he seemed like the type to be more closed off, or at least that’s what you assumed.
“how come?” he raised an eyebrow at your response, your voice melodic even if all you’d said were just two words. he found himself wishing you’d say something else.
“m’not really a talker.” you said, tone soft and low as if you didn’t want to interrupt the teacher who was speaking.
“s’cute.” he complimented with a slight smirk forming on his lips. “i’m chris.”
“y/n.” you gave him a soft smile, the nerves in you settling down. you felt almost…comfortable. “but everyone calls me tink.”
that caught his attention.
“why tink?” his eyebrows furrowed as he looked at you curiously. you let out a small huff of a chuckle, “was obsessed with tinkerbell as a kid, it just stuck.”
“tink.” he repeated, as if practicing the way it so smoothly rolled off his tongue. “i like it.”
the way your heart skipped a beat and the blush that rose to your cheeks gave away the way that made you feel, and he loved it.
the way you’d smiled at him.
man, he was in for it now.
— 𝐜𝐫𝐪𝐳𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐬
𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: omg! i loved the way this turned out and i hope you all did too! tysm for interacting with this au! i love you all !
jj speaks: sorry for the delay i’m employed & have been locking in on finals + mainly pre writing chapters (: this most likely won’t be a love triangle series btw and possibly just a matt fan fic but we’ll see where it ends up going. also forgot to cast ivan but you can imagine him as whoever you want! i personally picture either drew ray tanner or ian somerhalder 🤣
chapter two: a girl in new orleans
jolene
my grandmother always said that new orleans was never a place for the innocent.
it was a city running off of pure sin.
monsters at every corner, ready to snatch you up.
or that’s what she would tell me growing up ever since we moved here when i was just a toddler. she always had stories for me and my brother. she was such a great storyteller, one of the best that i know if i’m being honest.
i find humor in comparison to her fantasy of new orleans to the actual reality of it. it was just a parade city with swamp creatures.
witches, werewolves, and vampires weren’t real.
my brother, ethan, thinks reminding me of the creepy tales will prevent us from going on our hike today. but in reality he’s just lazy and doesn’t wanna interact with nature.
out of the two of us, he seems more than glad to be leaving new orleans.
“c’mon, ethan! it’ll be fun!” i wave him over closer to me as i continue walking on our trail in the sticks.
“hiking where werewolves probably live isn’t my idea of fun, jolene.” he sasses off at me. his taller figure is right beside me and i turn to smile at him.
“give me a break. i’m just trying to make up for everything that’s happened these last few months and make the best out of our situation. try to find peace, you know?” i shrug with a hopeful grin.
“we’re finally leaving voodoo world because mom and dad are gone and grandma can’t take care of us so now we have to live in fuck ass mystic falls with uncle ivan.” ethan reminded me with a sarcastic laugh but his face turns back to serious shortly after.
“cut that voodoo crap already. that stuff doesn’t exist.” i scoff at him.
“at least mystic falls doesn’t have that.” his voice cracks at the end causing me to giggle at him.
he gets annoyed and pinches my arm causing me to wince in pain.
“don’t laugh at me!” his voice cracks again making me laugh even louder.
“ethan, you just turned fifteen.” i state.
“so?” he folds his arms over his chest and pouts at me. i only roll my eyes at him and continue walking our trail.
we keep going for about an hour before we stop to rest and eat some snacks we had packed back home. i’m tying my shoe on a log when i hear ethan yelp behind me.
i quickly turn around to see if he’s okay. he’s looking at something in the woods behind us so i stand up beside him to get a better view. he only points at what he’s looking at, his arm shaking.
i lean ahead and squint my eyes to enhance my vision. my eyes scan the perimeter very closely, my hand still on ethan’s shoulder so i don’t lose track of where he’s at incase something happens.
i’m too focused on this to not even notice ethan put on a fake wolf mask on and had now jumped in front of me in attempt to scare me. he of course fails as i’m unimpressed.
i sigh.
“seriously?” i eye him.
“it was worth the shot. plus, i was bored. hikes are boring.” he saves behind the hideous mask. he removes it from his sweaty face and puts it back in his backpack.
i shake my head at him with a small chuckle. we continue to rest for a bit like we initially thought of doing and snacked on peanuts and organic dried fruit.
my phone had no signal unfortunately but there was signs placed along the trail to let us know where we’re going. my grandma knew were we both were so there wasn’t anything to stress about incase she couldn’t reach us through our phones.
once i’m done with my snacks, i’m ready to finish the rest of the trail. ethan still sat on the large log with his feet sprawled out in front of him.
“we’re halfway there, e.” i notify my younger brother.
“i’m not moving.” he shook his head at him.
“why not?” i asked already knowing the obnoxious response i was about to receive from him for the hundredth time today.
“because there’s a big wolf standing about fifity feet away from us and it looks pretty hungry.” he pointed behind me casually.
i snap my head around, hoping that he’s joking again, but he isn’t. he was right.
i freeze immediately and ethan doesn’t dare say a single word anymore as the wolf prides closer to us. usually wolves were rough and rugged. but this wolf was… different. it’s washed out fur was intact and its eyes, big chestnut brown eyes, didn’t carry any sign of anger.
the wolf sniffs around our area but not once did it step closer to us. i don’t think it even wants anything to do with us as it appears that its looking for something else.
i glance down at ethan to check up on him and i can see he’s literally in awe. this wolf was nowhere near as ugly as the ones in the movies. it was almost like a apparition of some sort.
suddenly, another wolf appeared out of the woods and grunted over at the silver wolf. this other wolf had darker grey fur and had yellow looking eyes.
it was crazy to see nature in its element like this. this interaction was just admirable. i had never been this close to a rabid animal like a wolf before.
i’m guessing the grey wolf was calling the white wolf for some reason because when i looked back up from looking at ethan, they were both gone. as if they hadn’t just been in front of me and my brother not that long ago.
ethan jumps up from sitting down and beams up at me.
“we just saw freaking werewolves!”
“they were just wolves, ethan. not humans who turn into wolves.” i correct him.
“whatever. i know what i saw, jolene.”
from the rest of the walk home, ethan educated me on the myths here in New Orleans. starting with the werewolves and ending with blood sucking vampires that don’t even exist might i add. i’m exhausted when we get home finally. i ditch dinner and head straight to bed.
the next morning we’d have to leave to mystic falls. i’d be leaving my life behind in new orleans, all i’ve ever known, gone by morning.
i had no plans whatever to make friends or do much once we got to mystic falls. i was going to be a junior this year and felt behind already at my new school.
everything that could go wrong in my life went wrong and it couldn’t get any worse for me.
the next coming weeks for me were a blur as they pushed passed me. mystic falls was smaller than new orleans but it was quiet. peaceful. like nothing bad could ever happen here.
though i didn’t give myself that false hope.
my uncle ivan was in his mid 20’s, a grad student who was currently working on getting his master’s in architecture.
he was my dad’s youngest brother. though when my dad was alive they never got along as much. but my grandma didn’t give ivan much of a choice to take care of me and ethan since she couldn’t handle it on her own.
ivan was obviously trying his best to make me and ethan comfortable. we had our own rooms and he even took the liberty of decorating the rooms for us. he couldn’t help himself he said because that’s literally what he’s going to school for.
the second week of august rolled around. it was a bright monday morning when i was getting ready for school. ivan would be dropping me and ethan off today since he figured my dad would want him to.
which was funny to me because he rarely ever listened to my dad when he was alive.
he dropped me and ethan off at the front of the school where we both stood awkwardly, looking around at all the new faces.
“no one way i have to start my freshmen year at some lame ass school tha—“
i cut him off.
“don’t even start. it’s too early, alright?”
with that i walk off into the building to go find the office to get our schedules. ethan is right behind me as we navigate our way down the halls.
i kept getting stares and glances, judging eyes and unamused faces as we walked passed crowds of students. when we finally made it to the office i was more than relieved.
there was a couple of students in front of us as we waited our turn to get our schedules. i glance at ethan and noticed how he hadn’t stopped fidgeting.
“nervous?” i ask.
“no, i have to pee.”
“then go?” i squint at him with confusion. he rolls his eyes as he gets out of line and out the door of the office. i chuckle to myself under my breath as i turn my head back in front of me again.
i hadn’t really noticed the guy in front of me. the back of his head was appealing in a way so i assumed he must be attractive in the face too. his shoulders were square and the leather jacket he wore was fitted on top that was tight on his torso but lose on the sleeves and waist.
he had wavy hair, curling at his ears. his skin was pale and i could see a silver chain poking out of his collar.
i don’t realize how long i had been staring till one of the office ladies call me up next to get my schedule. i snap out of my trance and quickly move up.
as the lady asks me questions, i felt a pair of eyes on me. i figured it was maybe ethan but when i looked around, it was just the same old students that were already in the room to begin with besides the front office workers.
i shift my gaze over to the door for a second to see if ethan was back yet but instead i was met with a pair of stone blue eyes.
he stood in the middle of the doorway, quiet, unreadable. pale skin kissed by the cold, eyes like deep blue glass—sharp, but distant. the leather jacket clung to him like a second skin, and for a moment, it felt like the air around him shifted. he didn’t look real almost… he looked like he belonged to the night.
he was the man that was right in front of me in line a few moments ago, who was glancing back at me for that short second right before he pushed the door open with his hand and walked out.
disappearing into the sea of students in the crowded hallway.
Vampire!Chris hides a secret he’s been trying to tell y/n for years.
Mentions: blood sucking, biting and more!
It's been 2 years since Chris and y/n have first started dating. They both told each other to never lie to one another. But Chris has been keeping a secret that he has always wanted to tell her, just never had the courage to do so, nor had a perfect time. So, Chris thought today was the perfect time to tell her the secret he has been bottling up for years on end. But the problem was that y/n wasn't home. She was on a walk around the neighborhood, but never told him where exactly she was headed. So he knew he had to find her.
The rain hit his face, until he saw her walking up a hill towards a forest. Her favorite forest. It was the same forest where they had both met. This was the perfect time to tell her.
"You shouldn't be out here alone," he said softly.
With a shocked expression, she turned around to see that it was Chris.
"I'm not alone." She chuckled.
He stepped closer. Close enough that she could feel the coolness of him. Like winter wrapped in a person. His red eyes searched her face, not with hunger, but with hesitation.
"I don't want to hurt you," he whispered.
"You won't," she said. Her voice shaking with hesitation in her response.
"I've been keeping a secret from you," He said looking away.
"Then tell me," she said softly.
"I trust you."
That word "trust" meaning more to him than blood ever could.
He gently brushed his fingers along her jaw, tilting her face toward his. His touch was careful, like she was something fragile and precious. His heart didn't beat, but if it could, it would have been racing.
"Once I do this," he murmured, "you'll always be part of my world."
"I already am." She smiled.
He leaned down slowly, giving her time to pull away. She didn't. She trusted him with all her life.
When his lips touched her neck, her sent was unbearable. He had to fight his cravings. But he just had to taste her. Then gently bit the soft part of her neck. The bite wasn't violent. It wasn't rushed. It was soft at first, it was the good type of pain. His fangs grazed her skin, and for a second he froze, breathing her in like he was fighting everything in him to not just suck all the blood she had in her. A sharp pinch, but his hand tightened around the back of her neck, steady and protective.
Then without knowing her was sucking her blood. Her precious blood.
The same blood he was trying not to just swallow every drop of. But it was so good to him. He couldn't just back away, but he realized he didn't know if she was scared, shocked or anything.
The world seemed to blur around them, moonlight shimmering through the trees. He was glowing.
He pulled away quickly, eyes and skin glowing brighter than before.
Y/n looked at him in amazement.
"You're okay?" he asked urgently.
She nodded, touching the mark on her neck. "I feel...closer to you, but different,” replied y/n.
"You're okay?" he asked urgently while looking at the mark he had just made.
She nodded, touching the mark on her neck. "I feel...closer to you, but different," replied y/n.
"Your not afraid of me?" his expression faded.
She paused for a moment. Then replied,
"Why would I be?" she said.
He looked confused.
She continued, "That's hot,” while smirking to lean in for a kiss.
