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#nandor x guillermo fanfic
bugeater77 · 7 months
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Nandermo things u probably forgot about
not in any order(i wrote them whenever i remembered them)
(scroll down for images, the ones pictured are highlighted) - Nandor holding guillermo up to make him feel like he is flying multiple times (quite possibly nandermo hug)
During the simon the devious episode where nandor once again takes him flying, they hold hands (last image)
Nandor telling guillermo to stay by his side until he falls asleep in the curse episode, then going to grab his hand but stopping (5th Image)
"you'll probably have to take it in the waist and out the shoulders" - guillermo knowing Nandor's exact measurements
Nandor getting so frustrated while talking about the other vampires wanting to kill Guillermo that he kicks and destroys a box
"take a picture of me having fun and then send it to guillermo so he knows how much I do not miss him" - nandor
Guillermo DROPPING EVERYTHING ON THE GROUND when he hears about nandor's engagement
"it's not gonna last." -Guillermo SHIT EATING GRIN after realizing that gale and nandor are not gonna be together
Guillermo PUTTING HIS ARM AROUND NANDOR AFTER THE GAIL EPISODE he thought he had a chance :( (4th image)
Sean calling Guillermo Nandor's boyfriend and lazlo not questioning it not one bit
pulling guillermo back way before he was supposed to after trying to use him as bait for the sire
this was also while he was shaking his money maker if i might add
like the second he did it...
entire scene where Nandor tries to convince guillermo to come back from celeste
ENTIRE HOMOEROTIC FIGHT SCENE
might i mention that nandor obviously thinks guillermo fighting him is hot??!
Guillermo gripping nandor plushie after he leaves (3rd image)
Guillermo has silver lined seatbelts in his car, meaning he was planning to rescue nandor for a while
"traveling the whole world with my nand- master" - guillermo
ermmmmmm glitter portrait ?!!
Nandor wishing to be human the SAME AMOUNT that guillermo wishes to be a vampire, seeing him as an equal
"my furry little friend" - nandor
Marwa, who likes EVERYTHING nandor likes, kissing guillermo all over his face
The wwdits cast interview about nandermo, which to me feels like a deep extreme very canonization
Nandor's pure jealousy after finding out about guillermo becoming a vampire
Him waiting for SO LONG outside of panera bread
Going to guillermos house to look at his baby pictures
talking about his goth phase with his mom...
"if i'm lying, kill me now" - nandor
Nandor being so upset and holding guillermos body after thinking he was dead
Nandor grasping guillermos sweater
speaking out against the baron to keep guillermo safe, which if you watch season 1 again you'll see that he is TERRIFIED of the baron
so excited to talk about guillermo killing vampires.... wtf is wrong with u nandor but we're not gonna get into that
"I will fix"
PUTS ON GUILLERMOS CAPE
he is so excited to kill derek, not to turn guillermo human, but literally just to kill derek out of jealousy
Nandor's face while guillermo is talking about his love life(second image)
Guillermos face after Nandor turns Gail into a vampire (first image)
guillermo hammering the door as hard as possible to wake nandor for his super slumber.
duh nandor knowing every part of Guillermos thank you card
The entire last episode actually?
theres absolutely more but this is all i remember just from my brain
(new additions) In another cast interview, Kayvan Novak says “I think he’s coming to the realization that his type is Harvey Guillén flavored.” about nandors type
Nandor makes guillermo spin around in his wedding cape
Nandor says he got the idea of having a wedding ever since him and guillermo "watched the wedding planner on that rainy sunday together"
ok listen closely, the wedding planner is about a woman planning a wedding falling in love with the groom causing him to leave the bride
he did NOT CARE WHO HE WAS MARRYING. BUT HE KNEW HE WANTED GUILLERMO TO PLAN IT FROM DAY 1
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snickitysnack · 2 years
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I like wwdits because it feels like I’m watching a live action version of a slow burn idiots to lovers fanfic I found on ao3 at 3am
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mondodisco · 5 months
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Hello dear wwdits fans.
I have a request, a very specific request and please PLEASE satisfy it.
I need angst.
I need so much angst I want to ugly cry on my pillows while screaming and banging my head against the wall.
I love these little characters too much for not wanting to see them suffer.
Know an angsty fic? Share it.
WROTE an angsty fic?? Share it!
You headcanoned something so fucking sad moving and angering that if suffering was an Olympic sport the vampire gang would have a terrible posture because of all the medals they have been carrying around? SAY IT.
I confide in you <3
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twohundredeightyone · 1 month
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Reading Little Women is great and Louisa May Alcott is a phenomenal writer…
But my god, if she were alive today she would run AO3 like the Navy. 400k word count Marauders fan fiction. My Hero Academia one shots. Nandermo slowburn. Stede x Ed enemies to lovers. Rise of the Brave Tangled Dragons ship edits.
Fandoms would fall to their knees and pray, hoping she would grace them with her fictions.
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safetyhazardfics · 3 months
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I wrote this Nandermo redditfic for @achaosmuppet for a holiday exchange!
CONCLUDED I am not the OOP, OOP is u/GuillermoGoth2000. Originally posted to r/relationship_advice and r/AmITheAsshole Editor's Note: This one is a doozy and obviously completely made-up, but I had fun reading the posts so I thought you all should enjoy.
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needywayfarer · 7 months
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cozy fic idea: Nandor and Guillermo break off and run a mildly shitty bed and breakfast.
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uhnoobuhhs · 8 months
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Nandermo ficlet from Nandors POV
Currently obsessed with Nandor from 5x10
Once Laszlo finally released him from the cage Nandor flew away in bat form vision blurry despite his enhanced abilities.
His thoughts plagued with Derek turned me. Derek did it. I choose Derek over you.
Nandor flew back to their home, rushed past his roommates and their pleads for mercy on Guillermo’s behalf and processed to destroy the pillow and foot locker Nandor had so foolishly gifted his familiar.
He knew Guillermo had been pulling away ever since they spent a year apart. He thought maybe if he felt more needed, if he thought Nandor wasn’t competent enough, he could make him stay a little longer.
Nandor tried to make Guillermo jealous by asking him to be his best man, to see if he would show some kind of emotion towards the thought of Nandor marrying someone else. And it stung, when Guillermo looked happy for him instead.
Nandor thought if he acted less aloof and more caring, if he allowed some of his overwhelming affection for the boy to shine through a little more than maybe Guillermo would understand.
He knew he made a mistake when he turned his bride-to-be into a clone of Guillermo’s boyfriend.
But Nandor would’ve never imagined that his actions, his mistake, would’ve lead Guillermo to choose someone else for something so sacred.
Not only that, but a vampire so low in ranking and unworthy of someone like Guillermo.
He thought about destroying the letter Guillermo gifted him when they first met but the pain the thought caused made him stop from impulsively going through with it.
He didn’t want to hurt Guillermo, he didn’t want to kill him, but his anger and pain felt all consuming. He couldn’t slumber or feed, all he wanted to do was find Guillermo and make him suffer the way he was suffering now.
He stalked the Panera where they first met, with no luck. Even after killing the human actor, all he felt was regret and longing.
Couldn’t Guillermo understand that he did not deny him the bite out of rejection but love? Couldn’t Guillermo feel how much Nandor wanted to share an eternal life with him?
Nandor had known for over ten years now that Guillermo was too soft and kind to survive the vampiric curse, he may not accept or understand this yet. But perhaps when he’s fully transformed he’d see what Nandor tried to protect him from.
Nandor knew where Guillermo’s mother lived, he knew where all his family gathered. It was easy to convince Silvia to invite him inside.
The apartment smelled overwhelmingly like Guillermo, it made something warm and comforting stir inside Nandor.
He missed Guillermo, he needed him. He couldn’t harm him. He couldn’t be without him.
While Silvia gathered refreshments, Nandor looked around the small but well lived space, trancing his fingers over the framed pictures of Guillermo’s childhood.
He couldn’t hurt him, he loved him. He had already forgiven him. All Nandor could think about was his familiar, his savior.
“Silvia, where is your telephone? I wish to contact Guillermo.”
He turned and kept a close eye on her as she fetched the device. He knew soon she would sense what he was and possibly attempt to kill him on pure hunter instinct.
But this was the only way to locate Guillermo, he had tried the ether, with no response. He wasn’t sure if Guillermo would even hear him now that he was half vampire.
This was the only way.
Just hearing Guillermo’s voice made Nandors cold dead heart try it’s hardest to beat. He knew he was scaring him, he knew he should’ve explained that he had no intention of harming his mother but he just needed Guillermo back, needed to be close to him again.
Nandors previous actions may have pushed Guillermo into the arms of another vampire but Nandor would not make that mistake again. He would help his sweet sweet Guillermo fully transition. He would be there every step of the way, guiding his path, allowing Guillermos to decide what he wanted.
He would prove himself worthy of Guillermo’s affection and love, he would show him how much better Nandor could be than Derek.
Guillermo belonged with him, could never part his side. He could sense when Guillermo was at the door, and once he broke through Nandor felt the pull that always existed between them, making the need to be close almost impossible to ignore.
Nandor felt like he was in a trance, Guillermos very presence seemed to hypnotize his senses. He couldn’t stop himself from placing his hand on Guillermo’s shoulder, did not notice Silvia lurking behind his vulnerable back until Guillermo distressed plea for his mother to stop made the fog lift only slightly.
All Nandor could focus on was taking his Guillermo home, to their home. Where he belonged.
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funcrimescene · 23 days
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read my nandermo fic about nandor accidentally becoming a normal human guy and i’ll kiss you on the cheek
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bd-wlf · 3 months
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i might be writing a simple little fanfic of Nandermo that i might post tonight 👉👈right now it's a oneshot set right after Nandor finds out Guillermo's a vamp. The Djinn is involved in it. i will be posting on here about it as soon as i post it to AO3 lol.
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nandorisms · 10 months
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Prologue Preview for Knocked Up
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bliki-twig · 8 months
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The Dangers of Drug Blood
pairing: Nandor x Guillermo
summary: After indulging in a bit too much drug blood, Nandor finds the confidence to tell Guillermo how he feels. And it goes just about how you expect it to.
word count: 2.8k
warnings: drug (blood) use, referenced sexual content, angst, season 5 finale spoilers
Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49866685
“Shut up Germo, I have to go to space.” 
“Master please you have to-”
“No. Master you don’t- Nandor no! Put that thing down you don’t know where it’s been!”
“You already went to space, Master.”
“And I’ll do it again!” 
“You wouldn’t treat me that way, would you?” 
One of the less talked about aspects of being a familiar is taking care of your ultra powerful, six foot something vampire master while he’s drunk off his ass on drug blood. It was also one of the aspects that Guillermo thought was amusing, almost as much as he hated it.
Currently Nandor was attempting to seduce a raccoon that was rummaging through a trashcan while his ever dutiful familiar pulled at his coat. It was only after it bit him with a snarl did he relent, calling it a “tempest witch” before throwing all of his body weight onto Guillermo’s shoulder and whining into his ear. 
“Like what, Master?”
“You wouldn’t bite me if I told you.” 
“Tell me what?”
Nandor mumbled something into his jacket sleeve and refused to elaborate, thoroughly confusing his familiar as they wobbled to the house. 
Guillermo all but kicked the door open to shove Nandor to his feet in the entryway. 
“Goodness Nandor, what happened to you?” Lazlo remarked as he sauntered down the stairs carrying his latest book of what was probably pornography. 
“He got into drug blood.” Guillermo answered for him, exasperated, shoving Nandor away as he tried to drape himself over his back and nose at his neck. 
“Oh good luck with that old chap. If you need any assistance, don’t call for me because I do not care.” 
Guillermo narrowed his eyes. “Thanks.” 
Lazlo looked over his shoulder. “No problem.” And just like that he was gone. 
“He’s a dick.” Nandor said, a slur of speech tainting his words. 
“Yeah. Yeah he is. Alright let’s get you to bed.” The entire walk to Nandor’s room Guillermo couldn’t help but think about what he had mumbled outside. There was a certain soft quality to how he had asked, like he was baring his non-beating heart in the question. 
Guillermo gingerly tried to undress Nandor for bed with as much success as someone trying to undress their toddler. Apparently Nandor’s legs refused to work, leading to Guillermo having to dump him into a nearby chair. His fingers deftly undid the buttons of his master’s tunic with over a decade of practiced precision. He leaned forward to reach the bottom buttons, bringing his face dangerously close to Nandor’s. 
He could smell the blood on his lips. Guillermo raised his head cautiously to see Nandor staring him down. They locked eyes and they both seemed to hold their breaths, even if one of them didn’t even need to breathe. 
“Master? I had a question.” 
“Of course.” The remark seemed to rip from Nandor’s throat, like the first sentence from unused vocal chords. There was a softness in his eyes Guillermo hadn’t seen before. 
“Earlier, you asked if I would bite you if you told me. What did you mean by that?” 
He seemed to consider this for a moment, before Nandor lifted his hand. He reached up, about to press it to Guillermo’s cheek, before retracting, instead reaching down to take Guillermo’s hands from where they froze against the last button. 
“I thought that if I told you how I felt, you would leave again.” The words came easily and with startling clarity. A part of Guillermo’s heart he had long since thought repressed sparked in his chest. 
For all his years of immortality plagued by selfish desire and uncaring notion, sometimes Nandor felt frustratingly human. Sometimes Guillermo thought he could feel it, especially early on when he went to sleep at night and dreamt of his boss in ways an employee, nonetheless a familiar, shouldn’t think of. 
“And how exactly do you feel?” The waver in his voice gave him away. Almost as much as the shaking of his hands in Nandor’s.
The moment broke as Nandor stood, wobbling on unsteady legs. “I feel like! Like..” He tried and failed to find words in his drug-addled mind. “You fucking guy! I feel like I never want you to leave. Like when you die because of your stupid short human life I’ll be sad!” 
“Thanks? I guess.”
“Shhhhh. I’m not done. Sometimes, when I’m in my coffin. I think about what it would be like to have you there with me. You’re very warm, you know that? I haven’t felt warm in so long, I forgot what it was like to miss it.” Nandor had turned away so he wouldn’t have to look at the pitiful look on Guillermo’s face. The confusion, the recognition, the want. Oh the want was the worst of all. But Guillermo had to come to his senses.
“You’re just saying this because you’re drunk. Let’s get you to bed.” He took a step toward his master.
“I am not! I have to say this now, because I will probably not remember that I said any of this when I wake up and..and… I want to say it now while I have the confidence.” He was desperate now, turning to finally face his familiar. The familiar that wasn’t supposed to weasel his way into Nandor’s undead heart, but had anyway, even after he treated him so horribly, even after they had fought verbally and physically. Even after all that, he knew him. 
He knew him in so many ways, enough to know that Guillermo would never want to be a vampire. Enough to know Guillermo couldn’t kill unless it was to protect someone he cared for. Enough to know that Guillermo still thought of the vampires as family. 
And Nandor knew himself well enough to know that the fact that he made the effort to learn all of these things about Guillermo meant one thing.
“If I told you I love you, would you leave?” 
Silence filled the room. The tension could be cut with a knife. Guillermo almost wished he had a knife, or a stake, or a goddamn crucifix. Anything to make him feel secure right now. 
“I…I don’t know.” That was all Guillermo could manage to squeak out before standing straight up. “I’m sorry Nandor. I don’t know.” There was a pressure behind his eyes Guillermo couldn’t place as he wrestled with the weight of this confession. Why did Nandor have to be high when he said it? 
Guillermo had imagined this moment a thousand times a thousand different ways, but never like this. Never, in any of his dreams did it hurt so much to hear ‘i love you’. 
And he just couldn’t deal with it. 
So Guillermo did what he always did. He ran. 
Nandor was left in his drugged stupor, swaying on his feet, longing, and without the energy to chase him.
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Well, Nandor was right about one thing, he definitely didn’t remember what he said that drunken night. Or at least acted like he didn’t. For over a week they’d been basically avoiding each other.
Actually Guillermo was avoiding Nandor, the act causing the vampire to avoid him in turn. So technically they were avoiding each other. 
Eventually, after the second week, Nadja cornered Guillermo in the kitchen when Nandor was out.
“What the fuck is going on between the two of you?” Nadja shouted at Guillermo, poking a painted nail in his chest. 
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Of course he did, he was just hoping she wouldn’t ask too many questions if he pretended he didn’t.
“You know what I’m talking about. What did you do to Nandor?” She responded.
“I didn’t do anything to him, he did it to himself.” He was just being a brat at this point. Not wanting to face his own guilt in the situation. Nandor had asked, begged him not to leave, and he ran away like a coward. He deserved to be questioned.
“Well whatever he did, fix it. I’m tired of seeing him mope around like a limp dick. And usually I don’t mind a nice limp dick, but Nandor is making them not as fun anymore.” She crossed her arms across her chest.
Guillermo swallowed. The guilt clawed its way from his throat. “Nandor told me he loved me. Not in like a familiar way or even in a friend way. Romantically. So I’ve been avoiding giving him an answer.”
“Shit. I owe Lazlo 20 dollars.” 
“What? The fuck does that mean?” Guillermo raised his voice, pushing off the counter.
“Yes.” Colin Robinson emerged from the doorway for a split second before disappearing again.
“Me and Lazlo have had a bet going about who would cave first. I thought it would be you. You know, because you’re so… emotional that way.”
“I can’t believe you. Did everyone know Nandor was in love with me except me?” He began to pace around the kitchen waving his arms about. 
Guillermo was left in the strangely silent kitchen. How exactly did he feel about Nandor? When he was a teen he looked up to him as everything he wanted to be as a vampire, strong and imposing. After a few years it led to attraction, nights of imagining his own hand against his skin was a foreign one. Longer, and stronger than his own. Then it fizzled out. At least he thought it had. In the over ten years since then they had grown to understand each other on a deep and personal level. They knew each other's fears and desires in a way no one else really understood. 
“Shit.” Guillermo leaned forward onto the island, placing his forehead into his hands. “What am I gonna do? I can’t keep avoiding him.”
“Just do what me and Lazlo do when we have a lovers’ spat. Fuck it out!” Nadja noted the sentiment by making a lewd gesture with her hands and turning before walking out rambling something about ‘useless fucking morons’.
And some nights, although they’re ones that Guillermo refuses to acknowledge, he still dreams of Nandor in a way that an employee shouldn’t dream of their employer. Though now they’re not sexual, but dreams of soft touches and kisses and mumblings of affection. He dreams of clear skies and clouds that threaten to touch their fingers as they fly into the night. He dreams of an understanding on an inner level. He dreams of care. 
Like the care that someone would carry around their lover’s glasses. Like the care that they tie the knot of a cape. Like the care that someone would make a glitter portrait. 
Oh God. Guillermo realizes all at once that Nandor has always loved him, in some way. And he has always felt the same. He had told him “I don’t know.” but the truth was he was painfully aware of his answer. 
He was just afraid. Afraid of giving an immortal creature his heart and having it devoured in his hands. Blood from his veins spilled across the floor never to be given back. In many ways it was like being turned. Except this type of vulnerability could not be reversed with a stake through the heart.
 Fear had taken him over for far too long. 
Slayers courage filled his veins. Even if Nandor didn’t remember his confession, he would certainly remember Guillermo’s. 
Later that night Nandor stood dutifully silent, waiting to be undressed for bed. Guillermo walked into his room and closed the door behind him, hand staying closed around the handle. 
“Master.” No, that didn’t feel right in this context. “Nandor. We need to talk about something.” He tried not to let his nervousness affect his voice. 
“Yes. I believe we do.” Nandor answered. A tense silence filled out between them. “You did not do the dry cleaning last week. My cape feels stiff. This needs to be fixed at once.” 
Guillermo sighed out his frustration. Why did he ever expect him to remember? 
“Yeah, I’ll get to it tomorrow.” Guillermo wrung his hands. This felt big. Huge. More of a reveal than telling Nandor that he’d been turned by someone other than him.
“Do you remember a few nights ago, when you went out to feed and got into a guy who had taken drugs?” 
“Of course I do. I had a very pleasant dream about Jahan.” 
“That's…..great. Do you remember anything else?”
“Very little. Drug blood does that you know. I do remember having to get myself ready for bed and that you were most unhelpful. You left me alone Guillermo! You know I do not like that.” Nandor scrunched his nose at him in a way that Guillermo now realized was always adorable.
Guillermo thought he might explode. In almost all areas of romance he was very inexperienced. His only boyfriend was Freddie and we all know how that turned out. They stayed like that in awkward silence for what felt like forever. Guillermo opened his mouth to something when Nandor spoke.
“Actually. Here, sit down.” Guillermo sat on the loveseat across from the coffin, patting the cushion next to him.  Nandor, for once in his very long non-life, obliged. “That night you said something to me. Something I didn’t know how to respond to.” He took his bottom lip between his teeth and chewed on it. “You told me how you felt. About me. And you asked me if I would leave if you were to tell me.”
Nandor had straightened his back and was staring forward, not looking at Guillermo. His shoulders were squared and jaw tight. 
“What did you say? To my question.” He glanced over at his former familiar, body guard,  best man, best friend.
“I said I didn’t know. And…I ran. That’s why I’ve been acting so weird lately. But I know now.” Every word came out quicker than the last. 
“And?” Nandor’s only answer settled heavily into the space between them. 14 years of friendship and trust and betrayal compounded into one single moment. Guillermo swallowed, the pressure behind his eyes returning.
“I feel the same way. I think I always have.” The tears that had welled had spilled over and down his cheeks. His tentative hand slid across the cushion and his pinky finger wrapped around Nandor’s. The touch released the tension in both of them, shoulders relaxing and breath easing out. 
“Guillermo, I have a confession to make.” Nandor turned completely to the side, his hand sliding solidly into Guillermo’s. His chest heaved with unexpressed emotion. His eyes were intense and shaking. “I do not know what I’m doing. All my relationships have been lacking in many aspects. And I cannot promise I won’t mess this up.” 
Guillermo laughed. “I really don’t know what I’m doing either. We’re going to fight. We’re going to yell and cry and apologize and make up. But I want to do all of that because I can do it with you.” 
Nandor didn’t smile or say anything at all, he untangled his hand from Guillermo’s and wiped a stray tear from his cheek. His hand lingered on the curve of his jaw, his thumb skirting the edge on his bottom lip and the look in Nandor’s eyes was nothing short of need.
“May I?” Nandor asked. In this single question was everything past and present and future. In this question was the last line of defense to reverse this decision, pretend that nothing happened and everything would go back to normal.
“Yeah. Of course.” 
The kiss that Nandor pressed to Guillermo’s lips was arguably the most gentle act he had ever done. More tender than any intercourse before or after his turning. And more vulnerable than any of his marriages. 
When they deepen the kiss and both their hands start to wander it is like a beam of sunlight Nandor will never be able to see but he yearns to warm himself in. 
When Guillermo rakes his hands through Nandor’s hair and breathes heavily into his mouth it is like the sweet taste of a dish from Al Qolnidar that he can no longer remember. 
When Guillermo mumbles “I love you” into his ear as Nandor traces his fangs along his pulse point it is like the holiest prayer that refused to burn. 
“Hey Nandor I needed to- Holy shit fucking finally.” Nadja had unceremoniously opened the door, looking on in awe and relief.
“Damnit Nadja go away!” Guillermo’s face reddened as he shouted at her.
She turned and walked away leaving the door wide open. “Alright alright, have fun!” 
They stared at each other for a moment before falling into a fit of laughter.
“I’m going to have to deal with that for the rest of my life huh?” Guillermo said after a bit of silence. 
“Mhm.” Nandor replied, nosing at his cheek and placing kisses there.
Guillermo paused. “I’m not going to leave.” His tone turned serious as he pushed Nandor away, looking him in the eyes.
“I know. But I am scared.” He replied.
“I am too.”
“We’ll just be scared together.”
Guillermo smiled. “Yeah. We will.”
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noveratus · 10 months
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Everyone over here shipping GuillermoXLazlo and I'm over here looking at Derek and Guillermo like 👀
Guillermo 'cheated' on Nandor? Good for him 💅💅💅
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mossycakes · 21 days
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after nearly 4 months of deliniation, two attempts to abandon it, and one dream that gave me the idea, i am extremely happy to say that my wwdits smut fic, "You Give Me Chills (I've Had It With The Drills)" is finally complete! you can read it by clicking on the link below, let me know what you think and tell a friend!
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after the events of s4 ep9, nandor tries to apologise to guillermo. the failed attempt ends in an even angrier guillermo, and the following fight leads to... well...
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flash-bastardd · 5 months
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Finished fic out now!
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vapmie · 4 months
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This is my first time posting one of the fan fic ideas! Now, do mind the spelling errors as well as grammatical errors That’s due to my dyslexia so yeah, enjoy!
So this is a what if of what if Celeste did get turned into a vampire
The documentary crew carmas pans over to two twin children with the left side corner titled "Celeste former masters " and beginning their talking head.
"Yes, usually newly turned vampires go through what we call 'familar crazy. ' where the fledgling go on and about and adopt so so many familiars because they find them so helpful and well relatable and they were human not just a moment ago, but new vampires don't understand the massive responablity of having an familar. Like the feeding, the cleaning, resisting the urge to eat their plump red faces, and many more irritable things they need. so we told her that she could only keep two of the familiars that she collected, and rest either go to a shelter or back their old master. Celeste was very stern about the shelters being one of a "no kill." Nature well, fine, we gave in to that stupid notion. Although the two she chose are abosultely wonderful additions to the house, and if we're honest, we've grown some affection for them! Which is quite rare with familars be very enjoyable"
The scene shifts to Guillermo sitting on the end of a queen size bed, a massive upgrade to his closet space of a room. The title in bottom corner was now changed to "Guillermo De La Cruz: Celeste familar"
"So hey, yeah, this is all really. I have to say fast, but like amazing! I mean, of course, I miss well the old house, but what Celeste and the twin been providing me have been so much more the the past 10 years! They give me breaks, food, buy me clothes, and spend time with me. They even take me out with them to the night market! But I was on a leash and collar but they weird thing is I didn't actually mind it, I felt weirdly loved because they even git the collar custom made and they all praise me and dont seem disgusted with like affection I give, in fact they sometime come over to me and pet my head telling me!-" Guillermo pause and face seem freeze frame for a moment as the gear behind his eyes seem click something into place and look back carma with eyebrows crease together "I'm just being treated liked a spoiled pet aren't I."
The next shot shows Guillermo and Sam sitting on a couch. But the couch looks new and does not match the aesthetic of the other furniture in the house. It was more cushiony being ingulfed by pillows, the brims of the bottom, and the steps of the couch was golden with the carved in pattern of bats along the golden plating. Celeste walks into the room and starts cooing and gushing at the cat and human, scratching under sam chin while her other hand is petting Guillermo hair. With suprise, both the familiar looks very happy and even lean into the touch, with sam purring and Guillermo just with a big dorky smile. While this all happens, a tall broad silhouette with the shine of two dots of gold can be seen through the window.
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Overall, pretty much Guillermo and Sam stay, and they are treated like pamper spoiled pets and honestly pretty good for both of them, but
Nandor comes in full jealously, seeing Guillermo giving away his affection so freely to theese complete stangers! Never once have he had guillermo hugging him like that. How could he! [Never mind the fact he rejects every time guillermo tries to initiate said affection]
But he set up meeting with the twins and trying discuss how should give him famikar back his rightful home and hiw rude was of Celeste just take a familar without asking. But the twins reject nandor's offer, saying how his familar have made Celeste so happy and pretty much like when somebody dog get taken another family and try get it back but parents making excuse keep it because their kid like the pet so much type of ordeal.
So obviously mean nandor has to kidnapped Guillermo back because he misses him.
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sheultrabeef · 2 years
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Laszlo and Nadja pretending to not remember who Guillermo is was the funniest scene in WWDITS to date
they were like, “Oh??? Who??” and Nandor fell for it immediately, oh my god, my sweet, sweet idiot prince
You cannot convince me those two perverts weren’t totally invested in the Guillermo and Nandor Show from the beginning
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