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zaceouiswriting · 1 year

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The Art of Seduction: Malachai “Kai” Parker P.2

Character: Malachai “Kai” Parker x male reader

Universe: Vampire Dairies/Legacies

Warnings: Smut, Kinky

Authors note: Hello, you beautiful people! I was confronted with a little problem. To your info, this never should’ve been written. This series was planned as one-shots, but I foolishly did not mention that anywhere. Therefore, as @obviouslyhex requested the second part in a repost, I felt compelled to do it. To make sure I made myself clear, never try anything this sneaky and cheeky again! I rather have a DM or a Comment under the post. But thank you for your interest in my work! Despite all of that, I actually think this is one of my better works, so hopefully, you can all enjoy the piece that should never have existed.

Life became exciting. To hold Mr. Parker in the dark about me and my past made our play even more enticing. Despite his tough outer shell, I knew it was butter in my hands. The day after I got him to bend me over his desk to fuck me deep with his massive cock, I knew that he was a goner. Already the day after, he almost was like a love-drunken puppy. It made me a little sick.

He was supposed to be that big evil psychopath playing with people’s feelings and lives. Too easy to get him hooked onto me. I didn’t even have to use my magic to corrupt his mind for me. The touches he'd sneaked in all the time we had seen each other. Standing close to my table, closer than usual, standing perfectly so I could see his bulge, but no one else could.

I knew what he wanted, for me to fall onto my knees and worship his body as his loyal follower he believes I am. But instead, I left his class after the bell rang. He was flabbergasted, ran after me the rest of the day, and tried to get me to bend over for him again and again.

Eventually, it got so bad that I just began to ignore him, letting him hang and craving my touch.

For days, this was everything he had done, almost begging me to touch him in any way,

The moment he felt something different about me, his soft spot for me vanished seemingly out of nowhere. His eyes were cold and stoic, fixated on me as if he wanted to rip my head off and drink me empty. Eventually, that heat surged up inside me again, my cock growing to hardness as his murderous gaze was focused on me once more.

The whole class didn't take his eyes off me, only this time, I loved his attention. When the bell rang, he stood firm and straightened his back. „Everyone can go. Except for you!“ His finger pointed out my figure, voice just as cold as his blood-lusting eyes.

Before everyone had left the room, he came right up to me. He didn't care if anyone could see his hand suddenly gripped my neck tight enough to kill me if he wanted to. My pulse ran a hundred miles an hour. For the first time, I feared him. I knew he would kill me if he wanted to, even though he couldn't. Only the thought of him trying; made me almost cum hands-free in my pants.

Instead of breaking my neck, he pulled me towards him, feet in the air. I didn't have a word in that matter. As his face got closer, I hoped he would bite me and drink some of my blood. But the only friction I got was him breathing in heavily.

„What does that mean?" he asked, whispering in my ear. For a second, I was dumbed out of my brain. I was confused. He ripped open my shirt a little to reveal a freshly healed wound on my shoulder. If he only knew that half my body was covered with these bite wounds.

„I had some fun with one of the werewolf football players.“ After I told him this piece of Information, he squeezed my throat. Thanks to my magic, he couldn’t do real damage, but he did not have to know this. Instead, I licked my lips lasciviously, enjoying the pain he was inflicting on me.

He scoffed, he fucking scoffed, did not even change the neutral line his lips had made. No grin, or sadistic look in his eyes, more a look of disgust.

Carelessly, he suddenly threw me through the air. I landed forcefully against one of the walls. Before I could understand what was happening, I got pulled off the ground again, just to be thrown again, punched in the air, and landed right onto one of the desks.

Covered in blood and even more confused, Mr. Parker finally stopped his attack on my body and turned my body over so that I was lying on my back. „I hope you had fun with this little mud. We'll see if it felt worthy of dying for a quick fuck with a beast."

Up until this point, I never thought that this man would actually hurt me. It happened like that, sinking his teeth into my neck and sucking the blood out of my body. I immediately felt my body weaken.

That was not for long. Soon Mr. Parker fell, his fangs just slipping out of my neck. But the damage to him was already done, and a primal lust in me had awakened.

Concentrating on my healing, using a little bit of my magic, my blood content was filled in mere moments while my wounds were all in unison healed. „That was not a good idea, Mr. Parker, my god!“ I told him with a smirk as I slowly got up from where he had tried to drink me dry.

Standing again, only blood on my skin, but not a single open wound. My back was to the man that just tried to take my life. „I never thought that you would dare to kill me. But maybe, it was for the best.“ Finally, I turned around to him, my eyes completely turquoise, with no pupil or iris, just that one color.

Fear flowed through the body of the man, that never had to fear anything but was feared by everyone else. Incredulous, he looked at me out of big eyes that tried to understand what was happening. With not even the movement of my hand, I only needed my thoughts he began to levitate.

I approached his floating body and ran my fingers over his clothing. They slowly dissolved only the parts my finger had already passed. „It is sad, Mr. Parker. I had so much hope in you. Once I saw the lust for blood in you, the disregard for life, and the hatred for almost everything. I thought I found someone just like me, but in the end, you were just like anyone else; pathetic.“

Shortly after my small monolog, I finally reached his neck, his Adam’s apple, and nervously jumped up and down as I softly caressed it between two fingers. Only to wander further up and feel his trimmed beard beneath my fingertips as they made their way to his sinful lips. So delicious.

I could only bend for a little bit, capturing them with mine. With no fuss, he let me do whatever I wanted. But that was more my fault than his. After getting my back straight again, after that brief chaste kiss, I finally saw what I had been feeling, his big eyes following my every move, so scared, so pathetic.

„For the first time in my life, I felt something when I first looked into your eyes, although I could see that one day you'll be my man. But now I don't know if that's still possible."

While I made eye contact, my right hand roamed over his gorgeous body, caressing his tight, muscular chest and massaging his beautiful, perfectly chiseled abs all the way down to his already rock-hard, big cock. With a few lazy strokes, I felt his pleasure coursing through his body, his cheeks faintly pink.

„Your jealousy got you something that will kill you; my blood. Every cell of my body is filled with magical energy, enough to destroy everything that exists if I lose control. Surely enough to kill a sole vampire, warlock hybrid.“ Slowly I started to stroke his cock more energetically. Though he was doing his best not to show me he was enjoying it, the moans that erupted every now and then gave him away, and I was not even reacting to his loud gasps for air. „But I know a way to save your little… pathetic life. You only have to call me ‚Master‘.“ A dirty smirk appeared on my lips, knowing his ego would not allow something like this.

„Never!“ He brought out after a lot of difficulties.

„I knew you would say that.“ My smirk grew as I let him float around, letting him land on his own desk. I put one of his bare legs on my shoulder and stared straight into his soul. „The werewolf alpha said something similar before I completely broke him while fucking his tight virgin ass in the locker room this morning. He begged me to fill him with my semen, to impregnate him. If I wanted to, I even had the option to make him my breeding whore. With magic as powerful as mine, I only have to decide to do something like this. You know.“

As I talked to him and recounted my past antics, I simultaneously undid my fly, nothing more, and pulled out my own already rock-hard cock. Just as thick as my teachers, although I was half an inch shorter. I was still not fully grown at that point, though.

As soon as my cock head touched his tight, apparently also virgin hole, it started licking precum. Smearing it all over that sweet entrance, I teased it repeatedly but never let it slip in. „Before I let you fuck me…Ohhh, so good! Before I let you fuck me, I was solely a top… Ohhh, man… Guh… Fucking every man I wanted. I hoped you would be… Fuck… were the right man, but no, you are just a fuckhole like any other man!“

More and more moans and groans left my mouth as I grew impatient to only play with the man's hole. „I hope you are ready!“ I yelled at him, not giving him any more time. I pushed past his muscle and rammed myself painfully inside of him.

His hand grabbed his desk and ripped it apart as well. He gritted his teeth to keep me from getting the satisfaction of his screams. „Let it out!“ I ordered him, but he did not listen. So I slapped him hard enough that his head flew to the side. Finally, his painful groans filled the air. „Was it- Fuck- Was it so hard now?“ My question, full of smugness, made him stare at me murderously, dangerously. If he only had never lost this side for me.

„God, your ass is… is perfect- Fuck!“ I grabbed his other leg and threw it over my shoulders as well, grabbed his waist, and began pumping in and out at a brutal rate. Now he was the one who lubricated me with his blood, breaking him from the inside out. But at the same time, making sure that the magic inside my blood did not kill him by taking every bit of excess magic out of him. It was the easiest way.

I never, in my life, had an ass like his; perfectly peachy and still hard as a rock. It felt amazing. Especially his sweet hole. As my pumps became even more brutal, I ran my hands over his magnificent body, for he was already clinging to the wood of his desk for dear life; I didn't need to hold him in place as well.

„You are the single most beautiful man I have ever seen!“ I told him, groaning into his ear, folding him completely. My voice was husky and out of breath. With his knees beside his head, I stared directly into his beautiful blue-grey eyes. „Maybe… Just maybe I will keep you. Make you- God, I am close! Make you in my little cock whore! Fuck! Fuck! I’m coming!“ I screamed finally, spilling my seed deep inside his intestines.

Out of breath, I fell onto his muscular chest and tried to regain control of my breathing. I felt his sides up and down. He was like me, trying to get enough air inside his lungs.

„Even though you're pathetic, you're one hell of a fuck!" I told him when I had gathered enough strength to get off his chest again. He still looked at me out of almost empty eyes, never breaking eye contact. „Oh, did you think that we were finished and you could get to sleep now?“ I asked him in a mocking tone. „Oh poor, stupid Mr. Parker, no, I will fuck you as long as I want, for at least an hour, until my magic is back inside me!“ A devilish grin replaced the smug one I had worn throughout our sexual encounter.

My dick hasn’t left this hole yet. Still rock-hard inside him, I just started moving again. But when I heard his high-pitched whimper, I stopped, only to watch his fat balls squirt another load onto his stomach. „God, you came again, already? I didn’t even need to touch you!“ I grabbed his cock, carefully playing with its head, smearing his cum, all over it. „Pleeasee, stop that!“ He begged me.

"Then cum for me again. Come on bitch I know you want that!" Now more aggressively massaging his cock head, his breathing quickened once more. I only pumped into him shallowly, so his prostate didn't get enough friction.

„Plea-Please fuck me-I need-You have to-“

„Tze, Tze, Tze, I don't have to do anything, my little slut. You are now under my control, and you still have to call me by my title.“ I let it sink in for a while, but he was already fucked stupid enough.

So I took my cock out of his gorgeous ass and pushed it back deep into his gut, and penetrated his prostate once more. Before he could come through, I squeezed his cock painfully and pulled his balls.

„Noooo!“

I just shrugged and fucked him at a brutal pace, still having his balls pulled away in my hand. „We will see how long you can keep this superior attitude up, pretty boy!“

„I’m-I’m- Ughhh… older than, Arghh- you!“

„You think.“ I kissed him again, shutting him up effectively.

As we fell into a peaceful silence, with only our skins clapping onto each other could be heard, I actually lost myself in his eyes. If things were different, maybe I could have loved him, but without such feelings, it's just a handsome face.

But Mr. Parker was more resilient than I thought. Even though I made him my personal cock slut, he remained adamant about being my boss. So I decided to play dirty.

My hand wrapped around his delicious neck, squeezing tightly, but that was not my master plan. He found himself touched everywhere. His eyes rolled back in his head as his body became overworked. Magical minimal touches drove him into insanity. His tongue; sticking out, like the cheap whore he is. All the while, only a shallow airflow held him half-dead. Vampires are a weird thing; On one hand, they're dead, but on the other, as long as there's fresh blood flowing through their veins, they're kind of alive.

That I could even have such thoughts with my fat cock, deep in the most delicious hole of the most beautiful man I have ever seen - was a miracle.

I had lost track of time as soon as my cock entered him. But even though this was the case, Malachai, as I will call him from now on, he has lost all authority in my eyes, looking at me hungrily like that, still did not break.

Therefore my last trick had to be played. Suddenly immeasurable pain filled his head. „I will not ask again, pretty boy.“ I fucked him harder and harder. Quickly I could feel myself approaching another orgasm.

„Please… Please!“ He finally cried out, real salty tears rolling down his cheeks. Maybe he was more alive than I thought.

„I can hear you, and you know what to do to get treated well!“ His lips became a neutral line as he tried his best to endure the pain and the pleasure.

„Master, please,“ he whispered quietly.

„I couldn't hear you!“ My smugness was audible for the man, but he was finally at his breaking point.

„I beg you, Master!“ More tears went down his face. Without an answer, I let go of his balls, and he came like a volcano within seconds. His moans were so loud and lewd that I was sure that they could even get out my seal, and I loved the idea of other people hearing this slut, moaning for me.

He was covered in his own cum when he finished. His ass had spasmed so powerfully that I had to stop before I came with him. Instead, I waited until he was loose again and continued to fuck him for a few more minutes.

Penetrating his prostate so well that he went in and out of consciousness. „FUCK!“ I finally screamed. Coming inside him so much that it flowed out before I could even pull my dick out of him.

Half asleep, I opened my seal and wanted to leave the room, letting him lie there. We fucked until the sun went down. So it was sure that I got all my magic back. But someone came to the room, so I had to do something about that.

I rolled my eyes with a blink of my eyes and teleported us both to his room, an adjoining bathroom. Carefully I carried him effortlessly to it, washing him, cleaning out his insides, and putting some comfortable clothes onto him. As I laid him into his bed, I went beside him under his blanket, pulling him onto my chest. In a couple of years, I surely will be taller than him in every part.

„Remember what I am to you, and I will be good to you, care for you as if you are a king.“ I whispered into his ear, my breath hot and my words sincere. „But if you ever… I mean, disrespect me EVER; today would be a wet dream for you. Do you understand, my little slut?“

He did not answer me, probably already too far away, but he weakly pulled himself further on top of me, his hands grasping for my warmth and possible love. I could get used to that. At least if he loves me, he won't leave, I told myself that.

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painfulrant · 7 months

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Send requests!

Hey, darlins! I’m in the mood to write some stuff so send some request.

Required: A song and a character

Characters: JJ Maybanks, 141 unit, or my personal OC.

Personal OC info: He’s 6’2, countrified, sarcastic, protective, dirty blond brown hair, ocean blue eyes, a little bit of a dick but never to you… Nickname is Jay. Basically a mixture of Dean Winchester and Klaus Mikaelson.

Warning: Haven’t written in a while so probably poorly done. 💕

#request #help lol #outer banks #supernatural #vampire dairies #cod mw2 #imagine #love #song #writing

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vladdyissues · 6 months

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Please give us som Vlad headcanons!!! :)

Oh boy, you're gonna wish you'd never asked 😆 Long post ahead

🎧 Vlad is a huge fan of 80s synth-pop and new wave. Depeche Mode, The Cure, The Smiths, Duran Duran, Tears For Fears, Pet Shop Boys, a-ha, and New Order, to name just a few.

🎵 On a similar (quarter) note, music from the late 70s and early 80s is still difficult for him to listen to because it reminds him of the years he was pining for Maddie, the accident, and being hospitalized. Mid-80s music and beyond, when he began to take his life back and build his wealth and power, is his "good old days" music.

🎹 Another music headcanon: In Familiar, I hinted at Vlad being a pianist. I think he'd look pretty hot playing a saxophone, maybe even a trumpet. And Martin Mull is a pretty good guitarist and singer, so Vlad also having those talents would be really cool. But I like to believe that Vlad plays the geekiest, dorkiest, nerdiest, most Slav-coded instrument of all: the accordion. Just imagine him torturing Danny and Sam and Tucker with polka music and ballads about cheese while on a camping trip. Maybe Wulf howling in agony from somewhere in the woods.

🧀 Yeah, he’s basically the negaverse equivalent of Weird Al.

👂 Vlad got his ear pierced in the mid-90s.

🔥 Despite being a fire specter ("having a fire core", to use the phandom terms), Vlad loves the cold. Winter is his favorite season, Christmas his favorite holiday. A bit of a spoiler for either chapter 13 or 14 of Familiar: Vlad is a superb ice skater.

💔 Besides his mother, Maddie was the only woman Vlad ever loved.

🐄 Vlad grew up the son of a poor Wisconsin dairy farmer. His mother was a first-generation Romanian* immigrant. He was the first member of his family to go to college, and on a full scholarship. He has no siblings. (*I may adapt Vlad’s nationality depending upon the story/art/situation, but generally I like to HC him as Romanian, which you can see on his backpack here in this AU.)

👊 Vlad was a victim of bullying in his teen years. Because of his first name and his ethnicity—not to mention his appearance and disposition: skinny, gangly, "ugly", shy, nerdy, poor—Halloween was always a miserable time for him: getting pelted with plastic vampire fangs in the hallways at school; cruel nicknames like "Count Vladislob" or "Vladis-louse"; racist remarks about his Romani mother; "Bleh bleh! I vant to suck your bluud!" It was awful.

✌️ Because he spent so many years being made to feel ashamed of his unusual name, when he became rich and successful after obtaining his ghost powers, he put his name and initial everywhere. V for Vlad.

🏈 Vlad got his love of Green Bay from his father. Apart from a shared surname, it was one of the only two (2) things he and his dad had in common.

🔧 Working on farm machinery like tractors and hay balers was the other. Vlad and his dad would often fix the farm equipment themselves rather than hire a mechanic—mostly out of necessity. Vlad is still pretty good with a monkey wrench, though in college his focus shifted from engineering to physics after meeting Jack and Maddie.

🚀 Vlad grew up in the sixties. Space race, the moon landing, the Cold War. Every kid his age had space fever. Vlad was no exception. His bedroom walls were a collage of stars, rockets, shuttles, astronauts, and cosmonauts. Yuri Gagarin was his hero. He wanted to be an astronaut when he grew up. (Just like Danny.)

🩸 I mentioned this on another post, but I'll add it here, too: Vlad's obsession with gaining more power stems from the trauma and weakness he experienced when he was hospitalized. He made a vow to never be that helpless again.

🪦 Both of Vlad's parents were dead by the time he got out of the hospital. He was estranged from the rest of the Masters family and therefore had no one to turn to.

👶 Because of this, Vlad became obsessed with having a family of his own. Ironically, the accident sterilized him. He will never be able have biological children.

🍪 Some of Vlad’s happiest memories are baking with his mother. He had (and still does have) quite a sweet tooth—and a penchant for cooking.

#annnd i think that's a good place to stop. for now #danny phantom #vlad masters #vlad plasmius #dp headcanons #meta #many of these ideas appear in familiar. so if they look ''familiar'' that's why #fic: familiar #asks

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eriyu · 1 month

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Imagine a dairy farm full of vampire cows who drink blood and produce milk through the ancient vampire art of lactomancy.

that is not at all the direction I was thinking but I'm nevertheless fascinated. factory farms are about to commit hitherto unknown unspeakable atrocities with this newfound power.

#eriyu ask #nhaneh

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cake-apostate · 1 year

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Imagine if after too much exposure to their other halves, the Nahobino cast of SMT V wind up with some weird side effects. The more inconvenient, the funnier.

The hero is obligated to take care of the ocean. Every time he passes by a beach with trash, he drops everything to clean it up. If he does become Creator God, the first thing everyone notices is that the ocean is suddenly a lot cleaner and livelier.

Yuzuru’s sleep cycle completely reverses. His grades are as good as ever, but he keeps falling asleep in class, and he’s forced to resign as Student Council President (which he decides is for the best, so he can spend more time with Bethel). Also, since Amaterasu told Tsukuyomi that she never wanted to see him again, Yuzuru is now burned by sunlight, leading to rumors that he is now a vampire.

Ichiro is now compelled to follow almost every rule in the Bible. To keep things lighthearted, he’s allowed to reject the sexist/racist/homophobic/etc. rules on moral grounds; it’s only the inconvenient ones that apply, such as not wearing mixed fabrics. If the hero became God, Ichiro keeps having to ask for explicit permission to nullify certain rules, which leads to some very strange phone calls.

(”My mom tried to bury the hatchet by making a family dinner, but she made sausage pizza. Please annul the rule on not mixing meat and dairy so I don’t have to break Honor Thy Father and Mother again.”)

Miyazu is now basically Moon Knight; she must protect people who travel by night. It eats into her sleep schedule, but at least she and Yuzuru can keep each other company. Apparently, Khonsu was invoked for healing, so I had considered that she was compelled to give first aid to her classmates, but I think it’s better that was her own free will.

Yakumo is very good with children. No one can pinpoint why, not even him; he might not even like children, but for some reason they adore him.

#shin megami tensei #shin megami tensei v #smtv #smt5 #nahobino #v kun

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fagcrisis · 5 months

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Oh I was gonna add a recipe for garlic chips that you can make by boiling garlic in milk so it's doesn't become bitter when u cook it in a pan. You might be able to make it with non diary milk as well or it might be fine as long as you don't drink the milk

OOOOH please do give me the recipe, i can look into vegan/dairy free alternatives, ive become quite good at that. that sounds fucking banger i love garlic in every form (could never be a vampire can you imagine)

#rumini a zúzmaragyarmaton #most things i make i find a regular recipe and then look into suitable replacements #its not easy but you can get the hang of it

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aylinnworld · 7 months

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The Wheel of Time, The Vampire Dairies

I am watching The Wheel of Time just to see why people love this story so much. I have once attempted to read this series a long time ago, but I gave up as I could not go past the first book. It was too boring. And the season 1 reminded me why I could not get past book 1. It is awfully generic the chosen one and the quest to defeat some evil dude. I can imagine this is a show that created some of the cliches, but still. I barely made it past season 1. Season 2 has been better to watch for me so far. Looks like the author got better at storytelling.

The Vampire Dairies - I am watching the first season out of curiosity as it surprised me 10 years ago how good it is. I was never a big fan of romances and I wanted to check if I still would find it good. Rewatching it now makes me understand. The writers of the show squeezed all the potential that could possibly be squeezed out of the story about supernatural romance. The main heroine can put 2 + 2 together and after making a small investigation she knows who her boyfriend is. It doesn't take her eternity to figure things out. The major issues are addressed. Like why more than 100 years old dudes would hang around a teenage girl, which is still creepy and even more creep when I think about it now, but at least, it is explained. The characters react to events as you would expect rather than being surprisingly indifferent and acting like what they learnt is not a big deal like 'oh so I look like my new boyfriend's dead girlfriend, that's nice to know'. The girl playing Bonnie got the best role, her role at least revolved around being a witch, not around never ending boyfriend drama.

In other words the writers avoided a lot of pitfalls that annoy me in stories.

#the vampire dairies #the wheel of time

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nalyra-dreaming · 11 months

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According to Lestat's show wiki page he was born in 1760, if he gets turned when he's 25 as I believe is canon in the books. that would be 1785. I do think having 3 flashback storylines in one season might be slight overkill. But maybe he tells this to the person that rescued him. In the books this is Antoine, right? Maybe in the show it will a different book character that they giving a more important role too and introduce earlier. Though I'd still be lost on how we get Lestat's POV when Louis's doing the interview. But it does fit. Maybe Daniel finds a dairy that belonged to Lestat or an audio of some kind.... And maybe it's a typo hahaha, and it's meant to be 1985 and it's devil's minion.

No, Lestat gets turned 1794, during the reign of terror.

Canon in the books is 20. They adapted it already to the actor’s age as said before.

Antoine didn’t rescue him, he used Antoine to try to get back to/at Louis and Claudia, and then left him behind.

As said before, Armand and Lestat have history, which includes mind-reading and blood-sharing history, so that is not an obstacle per se. But I agree, for a fitting flashback/tale it would need to be someone with a certain POV, which is why I think Gabrielle (can you imagine the dynamic on that couch lol).

But yes, it could also be a typo or an audio recording. ;)

We‘ll see.

But if it’s not a typo I would bet on Lestat and Nicolas meeting. Somehow.

OR, as just noted by @bratprnce it could connect the mortal theater to the vampire theater. THEN it would be Lestat and Nicolas arriving in Paris and that could indeed connect a lot of things.

#asks #future season speculation #interview with the vampire #iwtv #lestat de lioncourt #amc iwtv #amc interview with the vampire #iwtv amc #iwtv 2022 #nicolas de lenfent #ask nalyra #iwtv s2

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put-me-in-a-movie-mp3 · 1 year

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Ship Requests!

Hi guys! I've been wanting to get back into writing so I thought I would start with ship requests again!

Fandoms: Twilight, IT, Stranger Things, Wednesday, The Walking Dead, Harry Potter, Vampire Dairies, Hunger Games, Divergent, Mazerunner.

Imagines are also open!

Thank you!

#ship requests #ship #ships #imagines #imagine #imagine requests #twilight #it #stranger things #wednesday #the walking dead #walking dead #Harry Potter #vampire diaries #hunger games #divergent #maze runner

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enzosbaby · 1 year

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𝓜𝔂 𝓯𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓼 🫶🏼

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zaceouiswriting · 2 years

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Art of Seduction: Klaus Mikaelson

Character: Klaus Mikaelson

Universe: Vampire Dairies

Warnings: Just s little bit smutty

In protection of the night, I was walking around a mansion, built in weeks, which alarmed my order. As one of the strongest, I, of course, got the mission, to find out who was living in the house and who in the world was this person able to do it that fast.

Some of the elders already had their thoughts on who it was, of course, and gave me some useful advice, as well as some minor things that should make this job easier.

One of those things was a lockpick, enchanted to open every door, without any problems or sounds. But strangely the back door on which I had used it, was not locked. I found myself wondering, who in their right mind, does not lock their doors? But I was sure, that I would find that out soon enough.

So I just opened the door wide enough to slip in. Crouched I moved further into it. Where I was able to see portraits of young people, most likely the family owning the house. Of which I made pictures myself.

Just as made the last picture, one of a small boy, that did not seem to be as accurate as the other were, I heard a creak from upstairs.

Panicking my head went from side to side, in search of a place to hide. But I couldn't find anything, that would hide all of me. Except for a curtain. Behind which I quickly disappeared.

It took a while before the person walked down the stairs. At first, I thought it was an old man, but the steps had too much force in them, to be that way. For some reason, I felt compelled to look out of my hiding spot to see who was standing at the bottom of the stairs. But as I just that, there was no one. I hadn't heard anyone walking away.

„What?“, II mumbled from me, instantly, putting my hands above my mouth. Realized what I just had done. But surprisingly nothing happened. Nobody came to get me or something else. An eerie fear grew inside of me. Something wasn’t right in this house and I stumbled right into a mess, could feel this.

Nevertheless, I had a mission to complete and I could not let my people let down. We all lived in fear long enough. Making sure that the coast was clear I hurried upstairs, from where the person or apparently ghost came, which almost made me shit my pants. Believing the owner of this mansion, would find me and slice me in half or shoot me, whatever weapon this person would've gotten.

Thankful to the lord in heaven, I did not encounter anyone. Just for me to wander from room to room, wondering, why all of them were empty. No interior at all, not one closet, shelf, or even a bed. Just emptiness.

If I had thought before, that this house gave me the shills, now it made me downright fearful. „Is this person a serial killer?“, I wondered myself a bit too loudly maybe.

Again I thought a person, would just jump around the next corner, jumping on me, slicing me up, and do whatever with me. But nothing happened. Not even when I finally reached the last room. I already had given up. Strangely this one last room was furniture to the end.

A ginormous bed masterfully manufactured the wood was engraved with animals and strange runes. Adjacent rooms, one a bathroom and the other was a walk-in wardrobe. In the fucking room were a piano and a canvas on which was a hard-finished piece of work.

The door frames and even the white-colored pieces of wood, filling out all the corners and edges were masterfully crafted like this.

But the work on the canvas was the real deal in the room. Every step to it, felt like something behind me came closer.

„That is me.“

„Hello, love.“ The sudden voice, made me jump at least a foot into the air. Just for me to turn around and see a handsome stranger. His face looked like, it was made by the same artisan that had made all these beautiful cravings.

„Why do you have a half-finished portrait of me here?“ My voice was loud and its tone confused. But the man did not seem to mind. He even came closer to me. As I wanted to take out my knife, I had to realize that my body did not do what I wanted it to do.

He walked around me like a predator would do it to its prey. „Because you are beautiful of course, love.“ I could hear the smug smile on his face as he spoke those words. Even though this situation was beyond my capabilities of comprehension, I did not fear the man.

The spell he must’ve put on me, so I couldn’t move, made me think he was a warlock or something like that. But his natural aura told me otherwise. There was nothing magical about him, only lust for blood.

It took me a while to understand it. „You are a vampire,“ I said with such confidence, that he actually came to a halt in front of me, smiling in my face.

„And you broke into my home. Maybe I should drink your dry?“, he asked, teasing my neck with his skilled tongue. With my body shuddering under his touch, I almost wanted to agree to it.

„Try it, bloodsucker, we will see how much longer you will live after it.“ If I took the arrogance the man was portraying correctly he would do it without a second thought. But instead, he walked away from me, chuckling.

Instead of going away as I hoped he would, he closed the door to the room, locking it in the process.

A spell so strong that it even reached my brain, echoed from the walls, reminding me of things that once had happened, I never knew were there.

„Klaus?“, I asked the man weakly. As he nod, I fell to my knees. „How?“

„A couple of witches helped me, they erased your memories, but we found a way to get you back, even though it is only in this room.“

For the first time I could remember, this strong often sadistic man, teared up. Pulling me in his arms, breaking me out of the invisible cage his handsome face had brought me in. Letting his tears flow. „I have you back, finally I have you back!“

His broken voice almost broke me. I finally remembered how long it was, that we were far from each other. Unable to be together, like they should’ve been.

„I’m here, Klaus. You brought me back. No time for tears. If only the magic of this room can break what others have done to me, let us make more. Show me what man you became, your love growing inside of you, everyday and corrupt my eternal body, to mark it as yours and break this evil curse!“

Before I knew it, we were on the bed, obviously made for both of us, runes symbolizing the day we confessed our love to the other, all over it.

Not a single word was spoken in a night filled with lust and happiness of being in each others arms again.

Feeling his toned body again, after all those years, licking every centimeter again, feeling the hand, with which he had murdered thousands, there blood still echoing their last memories in ma head, around my own throat, as I rode him into oblivion.

After he came the first time, he fucked me again, only this time against a wall, the third time, he took me on all fours. Only after this he was happy laying on the bed. Trying to catch his breath again. Just to gasp surprised, as I took his legs and pulled them into the air. „You did not think, that I would leave all the fun to you, right Nicky? Just like the first night we had with each other, will I ruin you just as much as you did with me.“

Before he could complain as he always does, before he moans like a little whore, I blocked his mouth with my own. Filling it with my tongue, dominating his weakened mind.

„Just like the first time, how do you get this tight all over again?“ A rhetorical question, I did not even want an answer of, because I knew it already. But to hear him chuckle, while he moaned loudly into my ear was worth everything I went through.

„You were such an little shit, when you were younger, always running behind your big brother and father, always trying to fight me. Just for me to put you back into place just like right now.“ I underlined my words, with an extra harsh thrust, right into this sweet spot, that made his mind go blink, just as he had done to me. „Always under me at the end, as always, my sweet boy.“ At the sound of the nickname I had called him so long ago, he almost broke down again. Tears filling his eyes, which I were just able to kiss away.

Finally we were together again, only for this time, I will not go back to them again. Shall they fight their war alone. I deserved to be with the one I love. And what if I destroy the world with it? As long as I am at his side, nothing can hurt me.

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Helen: So no mercs have seen Marcus...this doesn’t make sense...

Clyde: ’Cause if Hammy really wanted to know about immortality, she wouldn’t have wanted people to be dying outside of the castle, she would’ve wanted people to go in...if Hammy is the Agent...hmm...but no one can actually be sure Hammy is the Agent, she never reveals herself to no one...it’s like...*looks at Lucas* she knows Lucas can read people’s mind...could it be in the dairy that - Jane: - Nope. I’ve read every single pages of that diary. It was mostly poetries about the miseries of being a vampire... Clyde: She hated being a vampire?... Jane: She’s been thirteen years old for two hundred years!...Can’t imagine that’d be fun... Clyde: Why would anyone?! - *looks at Marcus* could it be...Marie...wants to kill... Lucas: Clyde I will have to stop you right there. Clyde: Fair enough, Professor X.

Ethan: That day - when I was going to kill Marcus - you and Jane and a bunch of other kids were in the castle.

Jane: It was my housemate. He said someone had posted on the web about the castle, that it was a “cool place” full of antiques that could be sold for a nice sum of eddies. The page even teaches you how to get pass Night Corp security to get into the castle.

Ethan: Who posted it? Clyde: We don’t know. It’s double encrypted and once cracked it just leads to another overseas IP. Jane: They were just kids. Ethan: ? Jane: It used to be just mercs dying outside, but that was the first time someone were sent to the castle, not through a fixer or the Agent, but just reading some random post on the web. Clyde: I went with Jane to accompany the kids, to make sure no one tries to flatline them.

Jane: Yea...everything seemed fine until you showed up *looks at Ethan*, ticked off Marcus and decided to fight him with UV bullets - which, by the way - where did you get the idea of UV bullets anyway? Ethan: The proxy - I mean...the person who contacted me through the proxy told me UV bullets would work against vampire...I didn’t understand what she meant by “vampire” at first, I thought it was some new type of cyberpsychosis...but the more I looked into the myths, the more it made sense of what my brother said to me on the night he died...

Jane: Do you think the person who talked through the proxy is the Agent himself? *Room silence* Ethan: ...but he knows about my brother. Jane: Yea, that sounds like something the Agent would know, wouldn’t he? Clyde: But why would they suddenly change from recruiting through fixers, to individuals with personal grudges? *Room silence*

Jane: So the question now is “Why mercs were dying outside of the castle?” ...“Who put up the post on the web and why?”, “Who told Ethan it was Marcus who killed his brother”, and “Who da fuck is the Agent”...shit...after all these time all we have are just questions, but no fucking answers!...

Lucas: *stands* Then I hope you may find some answers in Syuna’s apartment. Jane: Arrgggh...Let Clyde go with Ethan...I’m done walking around... Lucas: *sighs and smiles*

Clyde: So are these clothes like a gift or do we have to take them off when we leave?

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