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herrsassafras · 2 hours ago
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You think if vampires were farming humans for blood they'd selectively breed them to have more blood than normal humans, right?
Like they'd have to get them to the optimum blood production age, sure, but what about humans with more dilated blood vessels? Higher blood pressure? I'm assuming they wouldn't have to live to old age.
Microplastic, lead free organic humans. That'd have to be a thing, right?
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vampyrean · 6 hours ago
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spookshowhoney · 6 hours ago
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theorphanprince · 9 hours ago
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☆ Physical affection prompts ☆#12
➻ Prompt: an incredibly loud and painful high-five
♡ Pairing: Ferid Bàthory x female!reader
➻ Type of writing: one shot;
『 Physical affection prompts 』 - Ferid Bàthory x female!reader - series
`~ reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated; reblogging it, you help me a lot for more people to see it
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Your fingers tried not to tremble as they placed the last two cards on top of the 'castle'.  The structure was tall, taller than you, and each card was placed with great precision.  The basis of the structure was clearly the creation of precise, meticulous fingers that did not tremble;  it was the creation of the pale, long, veiny fingers that now wrapped around your bare thighs.
Your naked legs were wrapped around your lover's neck, who held you on his tall, strong shoulders.  Thus, you could continue to place cards further, increasing the grandeur of your miniature castle.  His eyes admired you, Ferid feeling as if that little castle represented your world, which you built together through your simple bond.
You sometimes looked down at his loose, soft gray hair that spilled over his shoulders and the strands of it gently touched your bare legs.  It was a soft shiver that shook your body and a pleasant feeling.
Your smile grew wider as you watched Ferid Bàthory hold you on his shoulders like this and your eyes sparkled with a mysterious understanding the moment you met his gaze.  He tilted his head back slightly, just to get a better look at you as those sharp eyes of his slanted further, taking on a soft, so human aura.  On his face, always so beautifully crafted by the hands of God, but frozen by his curse, a warm and soft smile lit up, in which only the fangs that could be seen from under his thin lips, no longer found their place in the landscape.
You felt warm, your heart was pounding.  Ferid's gaze never left you as he followed you like this, head thrown back as his cold hands cupped your hot bare thighs, holding you close to him.
But none of you were talking.  Maybe out of fear of knocking down the castle of cards, or just because there was a secret understanding between your gazes, because your eyes had their own language, which was translated into soft smiles, the caresses of his cold hands on your hot skin, the care with which Ferid held you.
“If you look at me much longer, mesmerized by my miraculous beauty, your hands will tremble harder, Y/n, and you will tear down the entire castle!”, the man's voice echoed.
You did not flinch,  just frowning slightly, in a childish way that lacked any real annoyance.  Also, the tonality of his velvety voice, which articulated that teasing to you, was devoid of any trace of malice or smugness.  They were just innocent words, like those of a child who wanted to play.
You looked away from him, biting your lip as your hands trembled as they placed the last two cards on top of the miniature construct.  You could feel Ferid's eyes staring at you intently, so strongly that it seemed his gaze left a hot spot on your already warm arms.
He did not stop, kept staring at the movements of your hands, your face caught in concentration.
You sunk your teeth deeper into your soft lips, feeling your hands trembling harder.  But you did not dare to speak.  Carefully, you managed to place the last two cards and your hands moved away from the structure, resting in a slight movement on your lover's head.  You felt his soft, fragile hair and your eyes closing for a moment.  As you stroked his head, you could still feel Ferid's gaze on you.  And it was true, his red eyes were continuously staring at you with special attention, as if he could be looking at the most interesting scenery in the whole world, of which he did not want to miss even the smallest part.  And it was true, in Ferid's eyes, everything, from the small expressions of your face, to those light breaths, or body tensions carried a special and interesting meaning.  For the first time, Ferid Bàthory could watch a show that made sense in his eyes, and it was only natural that his interest should be so alive and devoted to you.
“What about you, who now only looks at me? What would you say, Ferid?”, you asked in a whisper, laughing as you opened your eyes and looked at him, those red eyes, now painted with such warmth  vulnerable, around the man's features that softened into a childish smile, followed by a light laugh.
Your hands that had been shaking until then slowly moved down his hairline to remove the few gray strands from his face.  The warm touch of your fingertips brushed his forehead with a shiver and Ferid chuckled as his veiny hands tightened around your fevered thighs as if he needed to feel you like this.
“I admit I'm looking at you like this because I'm charmed by you, Y/n. Tell me, what else could I be looking at but the being that makes the most sense in the world?”, his gray eyebrows arched questioningly, but in all the dramatic expression of his face, there was a pure sincerity of his words that made your living heart beat faster and your cheeks burn with a pleasant heat.
“Come on, we finished a castle together! Give me a high-five!”
His voice sounded playful again, but in a way that perhaps no one had heard Ferid Bàthory speak before.  Often his melodious tone was just an awkward attempt by his repressed personality to sweeten his dull existence, but now, the man's voice was alive with the most real and palpable childlike enthusiasm, full of color and melody.
You just laughed, obeying his prompting and your right hand delicately rose in the air, moving closer to his.  The man's pale palm had risen closer to you, lingering before your eyes for a few moments.  You could see all his veins highlighted through the thin, slightly dry skin, the entire map of his existence present in that open, vulnerable palm held out to you.
Your warm hand touched his with a shrill noise and perhaps your excitement was too much.  Ferid did not move, but you almost lost your balance, because if it was not for your lover's other hand resting on your thigh, you would have fallen off his shoulders.
Ferid just laughed as you shook your hand, which you felt a vague pain over and tried to explain to him that it was not funny, even though you were laughing yourself.
Then your eyes looked up, noticing the castle that had crumbled from your impact.  All the cards were lying on the soft carpet.
You did not say anything, your smile fading slightly and you felt Ferid let himself down slightly and your bare soles touch the floor.  You were still sitting on his shoulders.
He turned his head towards you again and you met his deep eyes, which now shone differently, as if his simple look was assuring you that it was nothing, there would be a solution.
“ Don't worry Y/n. The two of us together can rebuild any castle together. I can make you a real one,”the man exclaimed, but his smile faded again, leaving only a solemn face behind.  Just the rubies of his earrings swayed slightly, in a playful way that did not match the depth of the man's gaze.
“But to tell you the truth, I grew up in a palace and such a grandiose construction does not guarantee you a home. They can fall at any moment.”, the man chuckled lightly, with bitterness in his voice, then a small smile lit up his face. 
“The only place I've ever belonged is you. That's why I say we can build anything together because we exist together.”
His words came in a soft voice.  You felt his cold kiss on your hand that had 'suffered' from your little game and a soft smile lit up your features as your body leaned slightly and your warm arms hugged him, coming down lightly around his shoulders and chest.
“Then we are the castle itself and we cannot be torn down.”, you whispered softly as your touches melded into his and Ferid slowly felt your warmth pass through his cold body with your feverish breaths felt on his stiff skin.
And there, over the pile of toppled cards, was you, who, even in the smallest and most childish details, remained standing, because your bond was something impenetrable.  Because when you discover something truly precious, that matter does not decay, and as mold can spread, so a good thing can last like a precious metal that can never be tarnished.  Castles fall, crumble, become ruins, but real feelings cannot be ruined by any force of any kind.
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You Taste So Deliciously Sweet 💋
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hereforthevampires · a day ago
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cascad333 · a day ago
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the vampire lovers (1970)
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erisundead66 · a day ago
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Bram Stoker's Dracula 🦇🍷
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Bram stoker's Dracula (1992)
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lilacsandvenus · a day ago
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Let me die in one of those fancy vampire coffins with a steak in my coffin. That way when my grave gets robbed, people think I’m a fancy as hell vampire 🥀🦇⚰️
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danksverymuch · a day ago
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br4infry · 2 days ago
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little ms suicidal vampire, wild west resident, loves garlic, and apparently vamp dick cus look where it got her now 💀 gotta love hats that dont fit the whole vibe
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spookshowhoney · 2 days ago
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the-batprince · 2 days ago
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Hello yes I'm a vampire that has to sit in the sun to warm up like a reptile
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Sealed With A Kiss 💋
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devlinox · 2 days ago
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nosferatu is an underestimated fashion icon, y’all don’t understand
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degenerate-vamp · 2 days ago
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biting your donor's hand or shoulder is hotter and more efficient than biting their neck IMO
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vamp1r3-luv3r · 2 days ago
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everyone talks about the attractiveness of vampires and the seduction of evil and the battle of humanity and whatnot which is wonderful and i agree but
more appreciation for the feral enjoyment of just tearing someone’s throat out and ripping them to shreds please . listen. okay hear me out. okay i just
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