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Carol Danvers ~ Friends With Complicated Benefits
Art by wickedmuses
A/n: Happy birthday to brie larson, the timing of this post was not deliberate 😭
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Warnings: oral sex, praise and blood draining
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“Jesus, Carol, you look like shit.” You muttered as you took in the sight of your best friend slumped against the back of the bed with a far off look in her eye that was aimed at the tv on the wall. You propped down your bag and kicked off your shoes as you gave Carol a concerned look from across the room. “When was the last time you ate?” You asked cautiously.
The ex hero hated what she had to ‘eat’ to survive. Once the strongest Avenger that protected the world from any and all harm, Carol had become one of the monsters that lurked in the shadows and feasted on the vulnerable. The kind of threat that she herself would have once strived to banish or kill. It destroyed her piece by piece every time she took a life. She always swore against doing it again until the pure animalistic urges became too strong and her attacks were far more brutal than they would have been if she had a hand on the steering wheel. Any threat to her life brought that out. There was nothing she could do.
Needless to say, Carol wasn’t the best at taking care of herself when that was what it took, but that wasn’t the only way her self care dropped. There were times the Captain found it hard to tackle seemingly simple tasks like shower so you checked in on her whenever you could to lift her spirits and brought her over the top bubble baths, junk food (that she could eat if she had blood with it), cheesy romance films she loved taking the piss out of, anything you could.
The biggest thing you gave was yourself. When Carol didn’t eat there was a particularly rough patch between when she started to get hungry and when it took over entirely. She seemed utterly exhausted and like a dead woman walking, which she technically was but you never brought that up. It pained you to see her like that, so you offered your own blood - as much as she could take before you were on the brink of passing out.
Of course, she hated it at first. She had shouted at you for even suggesting such a thing but you pushed it again and again until one night she snapped and sunk her teeth into the soft skin of your neck before you knew what was happening and drained you until you started to feel dizzy. She had done it a few times, insisting she didn’t want to make it a habit or rely on you, not that you would have minded.
“Car.” You said as you sat down next to her. She looked at you briefly then turned back to the screen, pretending to focus on what was going on. “Look at me.” She didn’t. You grabbed her chin softly and turned it towards you and saw Carol’s gaze soften.
“You shouldn’t be here.” She said quietly. “I could hurt you.”
“I know that, but I don’t care. I just want you to be okay.” You said honestly. Carol watched you carefully, like she was trying to find a lie beneath your words.
“Why?” She continued, in need of the reassurance only you could provide.
“Because I care about you, Car. I can’t lose you to something I can help prevent.” You whispered. Carol’s eyes glistened in the light as she took in your words. You were about to continue, to tell her just how much she meant to you but you were stopped when she kissed you.
You responded immediately, falling into a perfect rhythm with the blonde and cherishing the faint taste of the strawberry chapstick she always used. You bought it for her. You whimpered when Carol lifted you up and moved you to straddle her lap. You allowed her to manhandle you all she wanted, only focusing on the feeling of her lips against yours. She caught you off guard when she bit down and apparently was surprised herself to find that her fangs had come out. You felt the sharp puncture to your lips and Carol hissed and pulled away as soon as a drop of blood touched her own lips.
She groaned and fought to keep urges under control. The taste of your blood was addicting and brought up so many grotesque images in her head of your bloodied, lifeless, body laying on her bed, eyes staring straight up in shock. Images like that flashed through the blonde’s mind frantically and it was harder for her to control her impulses. She saw so much blood. So much of your blood. She had never told you, but yours tasted better than any other. It was so much more difficult to contain herself when she drained you.
“It’s okay.” Your voice came through the haze. Carol blinked when she felt your hands on either side of her face, pulling her back towards you. Her vision cleared just like that, back to the present with you. She could still taste you though. “You should keep going.” You encouraged gently but the captain shook her head as she leaned into your touch.
Carol had been entirely honest with you about the details of her new form and the powers it included. The only thing she hadn’t told you about was the inhuman increase in her smell. She was going to tell you once she noticed it, but then she had drained you for the first time and could smell the arousal between your legs. She smelt it every time and she had been eager to have the full experience of it at some point. That evening, she decided she had waited enough.
“I want to taste something else.” Your breath caught in your throat when she opened her eyes and locked them in on you. They were almost feline, pupils turned into thin slits and the usual brown becoming an emerald green.
Your thighs squeezed together at her words but her hands suddenly shot down to grip them, like she had some sixth sense that told her what you did. She pushed them apart slowly as she kept her eyes locked on yours. Her slim fingers hooked under your sweatpants and panties and pulled them down together. You relaxed in her grip when her cold hands ran down your thighs after she had discarded the clothing.
"Carol." You whined softly and she smirked knowingly.
"Patience." She cooed as her head dropped to the place between your legs. You threaded your fingers through Carol's thick hair and she allowed you to push her closer to where you needed her most. Her grip on your thighs tightened as she ran her tongue teasingly through your folds and moaned against you once she tasted how wet you were for her.
"Fuck." You whimpered softly when her tongue danced on your clit and sucked on the throbbing button. She hummed as she sucked and you squirmed beneath her at the buzz. You bucked your hips up when Carol withdrew from your clit only to dip her tongue through your folds. You moaned as your head fell back against the pillows and the blonde pushed her tongue in further, curling it expertly to brush against every inch of your inner walls only to savour as much of your taste as she could. You tugged on her hair harder when her tongue flexed on your g spot. Gasping, you pleaded for Carol to continue what she was doing, desperate to make the bliss last longer.
"Good girl." The blonde groaned when she felt you clench around her muscle. Her hands wandered up beneath your shirt to tweak your hardened nipples between her forefinger and thumb. The action earned her another needy mewl from you and had you gushing with more wetness.
"Carol." You panted. "I'm gonna cum, please don't stop!" You begged shamelessly. Carol chuckled, the vibrations making you feel even more on fire, and started thrusting her tongue faster.
The coil finally snapped when she started rubbing your clit in tight circles with her thumb. You came hard on your best friend's tongue and bucked your hips up into her to ride out your orgasm for as long as you could until Carol pulled away with a satisfied grin and you pulled her in for a rough kiss and hummed at the taste of yourself.
Carol however, was reacquainted with the intoxicating taste of your blood. She hissed lowly into the kiss and you gently pushed her back. "It's okay. Take it." The blonde eyed your pulse point hungrily, watching the quick pulsations and practically drooling at the sight.
As much as she wanted to, she couldn't hold off her urges any longer and lunged forward towards your neck. Her sharp fangs pierced your skin and sunk in instantly. You gasped at the sudden pain and gripped onto Carol's back for stability as your blood started to stream out and into the blonde's mouth.
Carol sucked on the spot that her teeth were anchored into and growled against you, feeling her strength and power overwhelming her as it returned. She had no idea that blood post orgasm could taste so much better and give her such an intense power rush. It went straight to her head and she gripped onto your fragile body tighter.
"Carol." You said weakly once you realised you were past the point that she usually stopped. You pushed against her weakly but the blonde growled louder and more blood gushed from your wound. "Please." You whimpered.
Her eyes shot open and she ripped herself from you suddenly. "Fuck, I'm sorry. I'm so-" you shushed her weakly and pulled her to you with all the strength you could.
"I'll get you steak and chocolates and-" She rambled, reciting the foods she kept in her apartment for moments such as these to help raise your blood levels back to normal, but you cut her off again. Sure, she had gotten carried away but you knew you would be fine. If anything you were feeling slightly giddy from the whole exchange.
"Just stay." You croaked. Carol nodded and pulled you close to her, kissing the spot on your neck that she had punctured and wrapping her arms around you to cradle your weak body. She only started to relax once she felt your breathing come back to normal and saw the open wound on your neck begin to close. You were right. You would always be in safe hands with Carol, even if that night was a close call.
"Thank you." She said, clearer than ever. You hummed, a small smile playing on your lips and feeling safe in the arms of your favourite vampire.
#carol danvers smut#carol danvers imagine#carol danvers#captain#captain marvel smut#captain marvel imagine#vampire!carol#vampire!caroldanvers#marvel
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Claudia Appreciation Week: Womanhood & Coming of Age
Interview with the Vampire (2022) | Interview with the Vampire, Anne Rice | Queen of the Damned, Anne Rice | Interview with the Vampire Q&A — Costume Designer Carol Cutshall on Suiting & Silhouettes in Storyville | Episode 7 Behind the Scenes with Bailey Bass
Claudia's aging in the show is developed not just through Claudia maturing mentally, but also through her wardrobe. As she ages, her clothing also changes, with her finding her own sense of style in women's fashion. This is also significant in terms of her gaining control in how she looks and what she wears, since in the first 5 years of living with Louis and Lestat, they were the ones who dressed her in adolescent clothing.
#interview with the vampire#amc interview with the vampire#iwtv#claudiaappreciationweek2023#iwtvedit#claudia#claudia iwtv#bailey bass#vcsource#iwtvsource#the vampire chronicles#carol cutshall#cinemapix#filmtvdaily#filmtvcentral#tw blood#adaptationsdaily
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Emmy Magazine's interview with Carol Cutshall. Read the full magazine for free by clicking on the green cover with Conan O'Brien!
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some of my favourite lesbian pop culture quotes/memes/moments
#lesbian#wynnona earp#orange is the new black#glee#carol#hayley kiyoko#bottoms movie#pride 2014#one day at a time#orphan black#scott pilgrim vs the world#the prom#derry girls#buffy the vampire slayer#let's go lesbians#my post#web weaving#i guess?
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Pride Month Celebration Week: Day 3 - Tropes
↳ period piece gays (or alternatively, homosexuality is all about hands...limbs...foreheads)
#believe it or not I had to leave many out lmao but I had something else in mind so let's pretend this is a true capital t trope#a league of their own#pmcw#lgbtqedit#tvandfilm#dickinson#the favourite#the handmaiden#carol#portrait of a lady on fire#wlwedit#interview with the vampire#rachel weisz#maurice#d'arcy carden#cate blanchett#filmedit#edit
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𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓥𝓪𝓶𝓹𝓲𝓻𝓮
#goth#gothic#spooky#vampire#vampire aesthetic#horror#horror film#old horror movies#dracula#mark of the vampire#bela lugosi#carol borland#vamp
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#horror of dracula#1958#christopher lee#peter cushing#valerie gaunt#michael gough#melissa stribling#carol marsh#horror#vampire
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lestat de lioncourt + top 9 outfits. (+ honorable mention below the cut)
#sam reid#samreidedit#iwtv#iwtvedit#interview with the vampire#lestat de lioncourt#carol cutshall#mine#*#might do claudia next but idk if i can pick just 10
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Im at my wits end 🧎🏾♂️
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A short feature on costumes in IWTV in Variety among other Emmy craft contenders
You can read the digital version on the second link I linked below.
Interesting bit.
#interview with the vampire#iwtv#amc iwtv#amc interview with the vampire#carol cutshall#mara le-pere schloop
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Late Christmas presents incoming!
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We'll have a fang gang within a fang gang!
Also ma boi Matěj's vampire name being Merde'Em is the funniest thing ever to me
[Article on IWTV S2 costumes here]
#interview with the vampire#iwtv#Carol Cutshall#Théâtre des Vampires#iwtv s2#Jordan Unachukwu#Jan Hofmann#Matĕj Štrunc#Matěj Metoděj Štrunc#I'll miss these crispy vampires and they haven't even arrived yet 🥲#my-post#s2
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Save you
Carol Danvers x vampire reader
Warnings: blood, violence, vampire stuff
You get hurt on a mission and Carol is there to help you get better. Even if that means you gotta bite her….
Kamala’s grin had fallen for the first time since the four of you had originally met. Monica was sat Beside you, watching as the few remaining Skrull vanished from the ship in a flash of light. Sorrowful silence replaced their prescience
You leaned against the table, desperately attempting to cover the wound on your abdomen with your hand. You wore a plain, black shirt and matching leather jacket which kindly assisted in hiding the dark blood seeping through the fabric.
“Y/n? Are you alright?”
Monica asked, her stoic face shifting into an expression of pure concern. You tried your best to smile, swallowing down the painful hiss as you got to your feet, stumbling as you took a step away. Kamala is on her feet immediately and Carol dashes to your side, fear moulding her clay face.
“Im alright, just tired. Don’t worry.”
You glanced at Kamala, who’s eyes were tearing up with guilt. She had tried to shield you as the large, rocky over hang had fallen, but she had swapped places the second she used her powers. As a result, a large piece of the boulder had dug itself into your body, while it was removed, the wound refused to close without blood. You shook your head, almost begging her not to mention it.
“She got trapped under one of the rocks that fell.”
She cries out and Carols eyes widen with shock. She had seen you disappear for a moment as she had blasted the falling boulders, but she had never thought for a second that you had been caught in the rocks, never mind been impaled by one of the shards.
“You’re coming wit me”
“Carol-“
You began to protest, but Carol began to drag you from the others into the room down below. Once there, she forced you to sit down, quickly tearing your jacket off your shoulders.
“Carol-“
“Y/n, im going to help you.”
“Carol!”
You tried again as she lifted the bottom of your shirt up, revealing the deep, seeping wound. Blood flowing down onto your dark, vibranium infused trousers. She froze, staring in horror at the wound.
“Carol, you can’t help. The wound is way too bad, I need blood. Pass me one of the bags in the fridge.”
Carol remains staring fixedly at the wound, almost as if she was contemplating her next move. She slowly raises her head, meeting your soft gaze.
“There aren’t anymore. I forgot to ask fury for more.”
“What?!”
You shout, yelping as pain shot through your body at the action. Panic bubbles inside of you. Without blood and with such an injury, your hunger would grow faster than usual. You were a danger to everyone in this ship. You needed to go. Get out. Before you hurt anyon-
“I’m going to help you.”
Carol says again, releasing the words deliberately slowly as she moves her hair away from her throat. Allowing her neck to be on full display. Your eyes flashed red at the sight, hunger boiling in the pit in your stomach and burning through your veins. You snap your jaw shut, locking it in place and lurching away from your girlfriend. She grasps your hands, holding them tightly as she speaks gently.
“Please Y/n, let me help.”
“Captain-“
You muttered, leaning a little closer to where she is crouched in front of you. She gasps lowly as your lips graze her neck, pressing light kisses against her pale skin. You feel her arms wrap around your shoulders, fingers rubbing small, encouraging circles on the back of your neck.
“Go ahead.”
She whispers into your ear, sending chills throughout your body. You sigh, sinking into the crook of her neck, running your tongue gently over the skin there, attempting to numb it a little before you hurt her.
Your fangs slip easily from your gums, trailing the flesh until they froze on your girlfriends pulse point, you pull the strap of her top down her shoulder a little, giving you a greater area to work with. She moans quietly as your fangs sink into her skin, breaking into the vein. Her blood flows into your mouth, the warmth soothes the pain of the wound, you wrap your arms around her waist, pulling her up into your lap. She lifts her head up, gasping up at the ceiling as you drink. Her hands trail down your chest to where your wound is, feeling the skin as is twists and knits itself back together. She feels you press further into her throat, your fingers curling around her hips as you attempt to control yourself.
“Y/n”
She mutters, the name barley a whisper through the blur of pain and pleasure. But you hear her, slowly retracting your fangs from her throat before trailing your tongue over the wound. Gathering the blood that had attempted to slip away from you.
“Thank you”
You mutter, barley away from her throat before she grasps your shirt by the scruff and pulls you into a kiss. Her tongue tailing your lips, tasting her own blood in your mouth. She feels the vibration of your moan ripple up your throat as she breaks away, biting down on your neck in return. You close your eyes, feeling her lips suck against your cool skin. Trying hard not to moan in case the others hear-
“Carol, we’re not alone on the ship, remember?”
You manage to force out, missing her touch as she gets up quickly. A sly grin painting her face.
“We’ll finish this when we’re alone then.”
she chuckles, giving a final, desperate kiss to your lips before leaving. Wiping the blood from her neck and leaving you a flustered mess behind her.
(sorry for any spelling mistakes, I did this in The car 😅)
#Avengers#fanfiction#Captain Marvel x reader#Carol Danvers x reader#Carol Danvers x y/n#carol danvers#films#Kamala Khan#Monica Rambeau#Avengers x reader#Marvel x reader#marvel x y/n#Vampire#requests#Vampire reader#Avengers smut#smut#fluff#fem reader#female reader#reader insert#Captain Marvel smut#Lesbain#Wednesday x reader#wednesday series#enid sinclair#wednesday addams x reader
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Sam Reid as Lestat de Lioncourt & Jacob Anderson as Jacob Anderson as Louis de Pointe du Lac in Interview with the Vampire (TV Series, 2022- ).
#interview with the vampire#perioddramaedit#sam reid#jacob anderson#lestat de lioncourt#louis de pointe du lac#Carol Cutshall
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I love AMC's "Interview with the Vampire" tv show so much that I wanted to show my appreciation by sewing my interpretation of Claudia's New Year's Eve outfit from episode 7. The scene is barely a minute long, with Claudia's costume only partly visible for a few seconds, however, so there wasn't much footage to go on.
Thankfully, though, the costume designer for the show, Carol Cutshall, shares incredible details of the vintage inspirations, costume design, and behind the scenes photos on her Instagram page after the episodes air, and shared details of this outfit along with sketches and behind the scenes photos of the actress, Bailey Bass!
I'd like to stress that this is not cosplay - I'm not trying to BE the actress or the character, but sewing my own interpretation of the garments. I try to avoid sewing "fast fashion" as much as I avoid buying it, and I strive to only have clothing in my wardrobe that I will wear again and again.
Cape:
Pattern: self-drafted
Fabric: Italian floral silk/polyamide cloqué, ribbon, and metal ball hook all from MacCulloch & Wallis, black satin lining from my stash.
I based the pattern off of a classic circle skirt, modifying it for the narrower fabric and squeezing in a lined hood as well! I also added a hook at the neck to take the strain off the ribbon, and finally, little wrist loops so that I too can look like a little bat with my arms out!
Shirt:
Pattern: Named Saraste from “Breaking the Pattern” book
Fabric: Black textured silk & red silk satin from my stash
I was lucky enough to have the most perfect textured silk already in my stash. I also found a tiny scrap of red silk satin which I added to the inner collar and yoke to give a hint of red to the neck as a nod to my favourite vampires!
I used low-key black corozo buttons for the front, but added some drama to the cuffs with metal skull buttons, which I gave red eyes using red nail varnish!
Trousers:
Pattern: BurdaStyle 06/2023 no108
Fabric: Deadstock Japanese burgundy acetate twill from New Craft House
I'm not normally a fan of wide-legged trousers, or high waists, or side zippers, so I modified the design to be something closer to my own style and preferences. I used the black satin lining from the cape to line the pockets, added a little Claudia cartoon heat set vinyl inside the waistband to serve as the label, and finished the hem with black lace for an invisible hand sewn finish.
Overall, I'm stupidly happy with how all three pieces turned out and that I will be able to wear them separately as well as together. I poured all my love for this show into sewing these garments (while I was suffering from extreme post-viral fatigue, too), and I'm proud I can put my skills to use in this fandom!
#interview with the vampire#iwtv#carol cutshall you are a goddess#sewing is my superpower#claudia de pointe du lac#claudia the vampire#iwtv fandom
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women of the vampire diaries + halloween costumes
#tvdedit#tvdversegifs#tvdverseedit#tvdverseladies#the vampire diaries#elenagilbertedit#bonniebennettedit#carolineforbesedit#ndobrevedit#elena gilbert#bonnie bennett#caroline forbes#vicki donovan#qetsiyah#nora hildegard#mary louise#carol lockwood#nina dobrev#kat graham#candice king#candice accola#kayla ewell#janina gavankar#tvd#my gifs#my gifsets
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