#vampire hero

[maybeitsalivescribbles]

VH - Turn over

A menacing silhouette stepped into the prison and stared at the hero in silence. Behind the bars, the prisoner raised his shining eyes, looking very frail and helpless.

“Oh no,” he whimpered, twisting his hands. “I’ve done nothing wrong. I beg of you, Villain, I’m-”

The other cut across him, shaking his head:

“You can stop.”

“But-”

“I know who you are. You’re the hero who’s an invincible vampire, aren't you? You don’t have to pretend. I surrender.”

“Ah.”

Hero slowly grinned, showing his pointed teeth, looking a lot less helpless:

“Good.”

Villain nodded slightly and sat on the chair in front of the cell, his eyes fixed on the ground, his hands clasped in front of him. The other tapped on the bars to get his attention:

“I gotta ask, do you imprison every guy who you surrender to?”

“I know this can’t hold you for long-”

“Nope. Absolutely not.”

“-but I wanted to talk.”

Vampire Hero groaned:

“We’re not doing that. If you think I have time for listening to how amazing or blameless you are, I’d rather drink you until you collapse.”

“No, I have a question.”

“Shoot.”

Villain hesitated for a moment, then said, avoiding his gaze:

“When did you realize you were on the bad side?”

“Uh?”

“Before you switched, I mean. When did you realize you were...well, evil?”

Vampire Hero tilted his head, intrigued:

“Since the beginning? I mean, I liked to cut animals and make my whipping boy suffer when I was a toddler. That wasn’t really hard to put two and two together. I'm an asshole, not an idiot.”

“A whipping boy, you mean-”

“A literal whipping boy, yeah. Father offered me one and punished him every time I misbehaved. That was a good birthday gift, a long time ago.”

“So being a vampire hasn’t corrupted your soul or-”

“Nah. Can’t corrupt what’s already rotten.”

“I see.”

There was a moment of silence. Villain didn’t move. Vampire Hero huffed a little, his patience growing thin.

“How can you look so lost in your own prison?”

“It wasn’t like that for me.”

“Oh there we go, the monologue. Keep going, and I’ll rip off the bars of the cell and come for you next.”

“Go ahead, I won’t use it anymore.”

A bar creaked in answer. Villain didn’t look up once.

“I thought my work was for the best,” he said after a while. “I thought us with powers deserved more of society. Don’t you think so?”

“I don’t care.”

“Surely you must have. A little.”

“We’re not from the same time, remember? I had a castle and servants and human toys. Society never bothered me much.”

“It must have been nice, not having to care.”

Vampire Hero shrugged.

“I’m not sure,” he admitted. “Didn’t work out that great for me, did it?”

“I had to care. I had to cling to life every day to survive. I was nearly killed by people thinking I was a freak because I had powers.”

“It doesn’t look like they did a great job, then.”

Villain raised his head a little:

“I just wanted a place where we weren't bullied all the time, so I created my own group. As it grew, so did our ambitions-”

“Aw man, that is gonna take a while.”

Sulking, the vampire threw himself on the ground and began to fidget with the bar he had ripped off. While he bent it as easily as it was clay, Villain kept on, barely giving him a glance:

“I thought that no one listened to us, you see? So we had to make people listen.”

“Except that it doesn't make sense. Since when are powers a problem here? I don’t know much about the outside world, but even I know that heroes are adored and stuff. They have fanclubs and everything.”

“But you have to be a hero, that's the problem. If you can teleport and want to be anything else, like a baker or something, you’re shamed by society unless you hide who you are. If you’re born with powers, the hero agencies are already breathing on your neck.”

“I find this expression offensive. Look, I’ve made a noodle!”

Villain glanced at the twirled bar the vampire was playing with:

“Very nice.”

“Thank you. I used to twist any iron bar that I had in my hands. It makes so much more damage when it pops out of the body.”

Villain stared at the wall for a second and cleared his throat:

“...Anyway, we were building a community. I met my first friends and my lover there.”

“Congrats. I don’t care.”

“As with all communities, tensions grew. I wanted to take more action. I thought that protests weren’t enough.”

“Yeah, I’ve read your file. Killed a lot of humans and exploded a lot of stuff. Classic.”

“I wanted to be heard! Our group went from inefficient to dangerous, but where is the limit? Where is the perfect middle spot?”

“No idea.”

“Me neither. My husband tried to bring me back to protests, but I wouldn’t listen to him. We argued until the moment when I- when he-”

Villain turned his head away:

“I tried to keep on, but it doesn’t make sense without him. Our community is riffled with conflicts. None of it makes sense anymore. So I surrender.”

He stood up and pulled out the key of the cell from his pocket. Vampire Hero squinted at him, curious despite himself:

“So, how did you kill your husband?”

Villain looked at him, horrified:

“What? I didn’t! He left me.”

The door opened. Vampire Hero jumped on his feet and burst out of his cell, chirping:

“Let’s go!”

He passed next to Villain and went through the exit, leaving the latter staring at him:

“Are you- Aren’t you going to drink me or something-”

The hero shrugged and patted his arm, a little smile on his face:

“Eh. I’m not hungry.”

*

Vampire Hero is a recurring character. His job is to troll current villains. Check the Vampire Hero Masterlist or Tag for more snippets with him.

Or back to Hero x Villain Masterlist.

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[save-the-villainous-cat]

Vampire hero x flirty villain but it’s HEAT SEASON *disappears*

“Shit, you’re a mess.” The villain crossed their arms in front of their chest and tilted their head, clearly amused.

“Yeah, listen…” The hero took in a deep breath. It was worse when they spent time with the villain, it always got worse too. Usually, they would hook up with a stranger but that simply didn’t satisfy them anymore.

The hero didn’t know what was wrong with them, they’d been “alive” for long enough now, they had dealt with this several times and had never had any problems. However, that had changed. And the hero hated change.

“You’re not sick, are you?” The villain took a step towards them. Slowly, they came closer and closer.

“No…no, I’m fine, I…hey, let’s just fight, okay?”

“You seem a little distracted.”

“I’m not.”

“Honey, you’re looking at everything I have to offer except for my pretty face.” The villain was in front of them now and the hero tried to keep their eyes on the villain’s. “I’ve done a little bit of research on vampires. Either you’re starving or…”

The hero grabbed their hand.

“Don’t say it.”

The villain’s smirk widened.

“Why not?”

“It’s embarrassing.”

“It doesn’t have to be,” the villain said. Their fingers traced the hero’s jawline. “You don’t have to be embarrassed, darling. It’s only natural, isn’t it?”

“Yes, but…” the hero began. They couldn’t control their thoughts, couldn’t control the daydreams about what they’d do with the villain.

They used to think this was a good thing, a pleasurable thing. But it had turned into a curse, had turned into a bottomless pit.

Deep down, the hero feared they had fallen for the villain. They feared they couldn’t be satisfied without them.

“Honey…” the villain said. They were everything the hero wanted in a partner. Intelligent, protective, flirty. They’d known each other for a while now. “You can’t fight in a state like this. I’ll end up on top of you and we’d reach the same outcome.”

The hero squeezed their eyes shut, trying to ignore their criminal libido. They hadn’t even thought about their actions. It was as if their body had carried them through the streets and to the villain’s apartment.

“I can’t ask that of you, it’s not right.” The hero grabbed the villain’s shoulder in search for something to stabilise them. They could feel their pulse banging in their ears.

“But I was the one suggesting it.” The villain caught the shell of the hero’s ear with their teeth softly. They bit down but released them just as quickly when the hero let out a quiet moan. “And you came to me…”

The hero was quiet. They touched the villain’s neck and caressed it, losing themselves to the feeling of someone actually caring about them.

“I can’t always control myself,” the hero whispered. “The biting or sometimes scratching, I can’t—”

“Hmmm,” the villain hummed and the hero was surprised to see a satisfied smile glued to their face. “I’m into that. So, don’t hold back, got it?”

“Are you sure you—?”

“If you’re really desperate we can do it on my desk, right here,” the villain suggested. They pressed the hero’s hips against the table and the hero could only attempt to whisper the villain’s name when they pressed their knee between the hero’s thighs. “What do you think?”

The hero didn’t know if they wanted to bite or devour the villain. Probably both.

“Y-yes, here is totally fine.”

“What a good vampire you are, hm?” the villain whispered against their ear. Their hand crawled up the hero’s thigh, slowly, agonisingly. “Three taps if it’s too much for you. You choose a safe word.”

The hero nodded.

“What do you want in return? Money? Information?”

“In return,” the villain said, their fingers playing with the hero’s underwear, “I want you to beg for it.”

Thus their affair began.

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[automeris-io-moth]

Short #1

“Oh my,” Civilian heard in the distance, a fog blurring their sight, and the unshakable feeling of exhaustion confusing their head “poor little thing, left for dead.” 

The figure approached, kneeling in the ground beside them, softly grabbing their head with both their hands, guiding it upwards, towards them, stroking their sweaty hair, wet with something sticky, something dark and too agitating to think about at that time and place. 

A weave of nausea quickly catched up, forcing Civilian to react, moving in a quick motion their head to the side, throwing up all over the floor beside them and the stranger handling them with so much care. 

“Oh love, that can’t be good,” the figure continued, pulling them close once again, a handkerchief cleaning the corners of their mouth with light taps “what do you say I take you home? I can make it all better, I bet that you’re feeling quite uncomfortable right now.” 

Civilian nodded absentmindedly, only half processing what they were agreeing to, immediate relief from their pain and turmoil coming right before self preservation. Vampire related incidents were on the rise in the city, it was an open secret. 

The stranger smiled warmly. 

“I’m glad,” they said, twisting the young person in their arms to carry them comfortably to the elegant white car waiting for them, door opened, man waiting beside it “you’re gonna be the perfect example for Hero, he needs to learn how dangerous they are when rejecting their sires help, they must not have even realised they left you there dying.” 

The stranger sighed, getting them inside the car, resting Civilian’s head over their lap, not caring for the blood and grime staining their pants and car seats. 

“Don’t worry, pretty thing, I’ll take care of you until they are capable, even if that takes a couple decades.” 

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Masterlist

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[questioningwriter]

(Sorry that it's been so long since i posted. Recently started a new job with really early hours, and that makes it hard to post anything. I'll try to find time to post more, but they might become less frequent.)

(I saw this story a while ago that had a vampire!villain and human!hero, and wanted to reverse it. Cannot remember the actual idea behind the story, but I remember it was really good.)

(And that it was much nicer than this one.)

Bloodsucker

TW: could be read as non-con

Villain wouldn't say they had too much going for them. Other than the fact that they were human. That seemed to be all of it, unfortunately.

Which was more than he could say for his adversary.

(Of course, Villain hadn't known their opponent was a vampire. If they had, they would have changed their plans. So that someone else was here. Preferably with a bag full of wooden stakes.

Unfortunately, Villain was alone. Which likely played a massive part of their current situation.)

"Let me go!" Villain fought Hero as the other trapped them against the wall, pinning their wrists above their head. The moment their opponent had gotten close enough to smell them, they'd become crazed, fighting to trap Villain. Villain had dodged every attempt with an ease that was wearing away.

Then they'd stumbled, and Hero had struck. Grabbing them and shoving them against the wall, where they now held them.

"You motherfucking-" Hero's hand clamped down over Villain's mouth. Leaning in, they sniffed.

"You smell amazing." Hero murmured. "So sweet..."

Villain flinched as they felt Hero's fangs scrape against their neck, and yanked their head free from Hero's hand. "Get the fuck away from me, you monster." They growled, trying to put up a brave front.

"Are you sure you want me to?" Hero brushed a free hand along their cheek. "Because your scent is telling me that you're enjoying this. And you want me to keep holding you."

"I-fuck you." Villain hissed. Hero was right, of course. Villain was touch-starved, so of course they were having such a positive reaction to touch.

Hero chuckled, their breath warm against Villains neck.

"With pleasure." The hiss sent shivers down Villains spine as twin fangs sunk into their neck.

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[epiclamer]

No clue if ive already sent an ask like this but, vampire 'hero' who kills criminals by drinking them dry, and villain is their next victim. Could get steamy or it could be angsty, your choice

hmmmmm I could possibly…

Weakness

“You are not a hero.” The villain hissed, scrambling back until they hit the wall. Fumbling for some sort of escape from their nemesis.

The other only smiled, revealing their two sharpened fangs on either side. “What makes you say that?”

Villain could feel their heart thumping against their rib cage, the roar of racing blood in their ears and they knew Hero could hear it too. If they could hear it, they could smell it.

They were sure that if the vampire focused enough they could taste it too.

The villain needed a weapon, a way out, a sidekick, anything. Anything that could even the odds of a fight they were clearing losing, if not already lost.

“H-Heroes don’t kill—”

In the blink of an eye, the vampire had wrapped a hand around the criminal’s neck. Fixing them up against the wall, pulling them higher until their feet could barely touch.

They licked their lips, feeling Villains pulse beat against the palm of their hand. The blood was so close, so close they could just reach out and take it.

So close they could already feel the feeling of fresh blood running down their throat.

“Hm… Perhaps you have a point.”

Something about the way Villain squirmed for air against their grasp excited something new in Hero’s body. A type of fire they couldn’t put out. Watching their nemesis desperately attempt to save their own pitiless life, yet Hero’s never ended.

They shouldn’t have been feeling this way. It had only happened once in their immortality and the outcome had been worse than eternal life. They didn’t want to play the heart’s silly games, those were for humans.

Their gaze snapped from the villain’s neck to their eyes, bloodshot from the long night of being hunted Hero had put them through and yet still a sparkling blue.

Beautiful as always.

Normally, Hero’s favourite part of their job was watching the colour fade from their victims eyes. Unfortunately, they were sure that if Villains drained then so would the colour from their own life.

So, they eased their hand slightly off the other’s windpipe. Amusedly watching their captive gasp and pry their fingers between their throat and the hero’s hold.

They couldn’t stop the chuckle from leaving their lips, the sight was merely too much. “You’re an awfully adorable villain, I must say. You’ve made your claim in my heart.”

Villains eyes glared back as they spluttered. “Y-You’re insane—”

Hero only smiled, it was a bit softer as their fangs brushed against their bottom lip. “Unfortunately for you. I don't take kindly to rude remarks. Such a shame, I was beginning to like you…”

It was a fear tactic. As the hero leaned in and bared their teeth, they weren’t actually going to reduce the villain to a dehydrated shell. They just loved feeling the other’s heart race and their blood rush to their head.

Something terribly sadistic behind their likings, but they couldn’t help it. Villain was the only one that satiated their desires.

“W-Wait please—”

Begging. Gods, Villain was looking tastier by the second.

“C-Can’t we make a trade…?”

The vampire ventured enough to raise an eyebrow, trying to steel the rest of their excitement behind a mask. Fire in their stomach and in their throat, they wanted Villain. They would be willing to take any offer.

Assuming it was safe to speak, the villain cleared their throat. Hero feeling it bob against their hand and suddenly their craving for blood was back with full force.

“I-I know how lonely immortality has to be…”

Hero didn’t even want to think about it. Not only immortality, but being a vampire in general was terrible. Friends, lovers, families, all of that was a no go.

It made their eyes water slightly, but they blinked it away. This wasn’t the time.

The criminal took another deep breath, feet scrambling against the floor, searching for a stable hold. “You spare my life… a-and I’ll kiss you.”

They grinned, this was even better than they had imagined. “Oh really?”

Villain nodded desperately, still trying to pull their captor’s hands from their neck. The vampire only hummed in amusement, pretending they didn’t have an answer when their mind was made up.

“One kiss for every time I catch you like this and if it escalates you get a free pass to a crime.”

The villain had never agreed to something faster.

“Deal.”

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[avvail]

Vampire hero who had an inmense urge, to drink blood and was basically going insane, whimpering, screaming to be fed, but was captured in a special cage so they wouldn't hurt anyone?

But villain couldn't stand it and without thinking too well, they let the hero bite them (plus if villain felt a lot of pain) can b angsty/hurt/comfort

tw: blood drinking, captivity

No one was allowed inside the cage.

Hero had lost sense of how long they had been in there, but all they could think about was the blood, and the pain. The hours they would spent writhing on the floor, their throat and their stomach feeling like it was being ripped apart by their own claws. Hunger was agony, and it was spreading through their veins like a parasite.

The swelling in their gums and the piercing shots through their skull had made them crazy, frenzied, like the organisation was housing a wild animal. A wild, dangerous animal.

Blotches of Hero’s skin were full of scratches, where their nails had dug into their flesh to ease the pain. Littering their neck, their arms, their face. They would scar their hands from tearing at the cages bars, smacking themselves against it, flinging themselves across the cage in an act of desperation to escape.

Some days, they would be crying, sobbing, whimpering under their breath and curling up into a tiny ball, and others they would be screaming, growling like an animal, attacking their confinement with such violent verocity.

Hero was long gone, and what was left was an animal, with nothing but the craving of blood on their mind and tongue.

Villain couldn’t bear to watch anymore. They’d snuck into the room without their superiors knowing, and it stung to see the hero shaking on the floor, nails digging into their scalp, breathing like a wounded prey. They would groan and mumble incoherently under their breath, before rolling onto their side and jerking like they’d been stabbed.

Fear pricked at the back of their neck. “Hero?”

There was no response. Nothing but a gutteral groan, like something was wedged in their stomach. Villain swallowed, trying to keep their composure. The key was like fire in the palm of their hand as they slid in into the lock, twisting it slowly. It clicked, and opened, and Villain stepped inside silently.

They went to roll up their sleeve, prepared to let the Hero bite them, but they lunged.

Like a brick wall slamming into them, Villain smacked against the bars of the cage and was sent crumbling to the floor, a breathless gasp on their lips. Hero’s hands were grabbing their clothes with a vice grip, their teeth bared and their eyes wide.

The villain didn’t have time to cry out before there was a blinding hot pain in their neck, and the Hero was jostling them violently in their grip, yanking them closer. Their mouth opened in a silent scream as their vision went white with agony.

They hadn’t expected it to hurt so much, but the hero’s teeth were sinking down so savagely and deeply into their flesh that Villain was itching to push them off. Ripping their teeth from their neck, Hero gasped loudly and immediately twisted Villain’s head, piercing their teeth into the other side of the neck.

Villain gripped their shoulders with trembling hands and pinched their eyes shut, feeling their vision start to blur. Wooziness pooled into them and soon they could barely find the strength to move.

“Hero...” They choked, and it hurt too much to move. “Hero, you’re going to kill me.”

The vampire pressed themselves closer, chest against chest, the words falling on deaf ears. Villain gasped as another flare of pain ripped through them, their face twisting into a grimace.

It had been a stupid idea. But maybe, as long as the hero felt better, even for a brief moment, they would be fine with it.

It hurt when they felt the hero’s teeth sliding out of their neck, and it hurt even more when the pressure of their tongue pressed against the wounds, lapping at the blood. Hero lifted their head, panting, their disheveled hair falling in front of their face.

Villain’s vision was fading in and out, but they saw the hero’s eyes, wide and bloodshot. Yet unlike before, they could see something glinting in those pupils, softening with affection and then sharpening in fear. They were still battling with their need for blood.

“Villain...?”

Their voice was throaty and quiet. The criminal managed a smile, simply happy their Hero was back.

“Yeah...” Their tongue felt thick and their mind was drowsy from the blood loss. “...s’me.”

The hero released them, and the villain couldn’t help but chuckle in an odd sense of triumph. The vampire lifted a hand to their lips and glanced at the blood, the collumn of their throat bobbing.

Villain barely lifted a finger. “You wanna...” Their head fell to the side, groaning. “...clean up the mess?”

Hero was trembling. “I-I need...I need to help you.”

“But, you’re still–still hungry, right?”

The hero looked stung, their eyes pinching slightly. Their stomach tingled and stabbed softly, making them wince. “I can control it. I-I stopped myself, I’ll feed later, Villain—”

They looked shaken to their core, regret slamming into them. “Villain, I’m so sorry.”

The villain closed their eyes. “...s’fine. I don’t mind. I don’t...” Everything was spinning, and their eyes were going glassy. “Don’t care.”

The hero could hear the rapid decline of their heartbeat, and they wasted no time in bundling the criminal into their arms, adjusting to a slither of their strength being returned.

They were going to get them both out of here, no matter what.

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[a-dead-tea]

Writing Prompt #104

“I don’t feed to kill, Villain.”

The criminal lets out a whimper as Hero begins to toy with their hair, “wh-what are you going t-to do with me then?”

“Hm... I think I’m going to keep you.”

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[deckofaces]

Party For Two

(A Secret Santa Snippet)

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! This year I chose to participate in a Secret Santa snippet exchange! I got to write for @kitsunesakii this holiday season! I really hope you enjoy your snippet! I hope I did it justice haha 😊

Prompt: A hero that is hated by the community after they find out that they are secretly a vampire and a villain that confesses that they knew (and that they love the hero even though they are a vampire)

Hero looked out the window of the café that they sat in, it appeared to be just after dusk outside. The little coffee shop was empty of people except two of the baristas, in which Hero could hear their whispers as to whether or not they should kick them out. They just wanted a relaxed start to their evening with no trouble, they could not even drink the coffee, but it looked like they would have to leave soon.

 Many of the customers made their way out as Hero walked in. Despite their status of being a hero, they were all afraid. It hurt Hero’s heart to see the civilians they strived to protect for years quickly turned their backs on them. 

They sat in the café, watching the sun go down. The other heroes were wary of them as well. As soon as their secret was discovered, they suddenly were not included in activities and hangouts anymore.

Their head turned to look around when they heard the bell ring for the door of the coffee shop. To Hero’s surprise, Villain walked in. And even more so when they did not look scared or hateful, rather they just looked politely surprised as well. They did not turn around to leave, rather they walked over and sat down at Hero’s table. 

“Hero? What are you doing here at this hour? I heard there was a party tonight for a lot of the city's major heroes. I’m surprised you are not there?” Villain looked genuinely concerned, it almost felt endearing to Hero, they have not seen that in a bit.

“I don’t want any funny business tonight Villain.”

“None to be had, it was a real question.”

A silence fell between the two for many moments before Hero spoke again. 

Hero sighed, “You are not exactly welcome to parties anymore when you can’t have the party food.”

“Because of um, the blood thing?” Villain asked hesitantly, hoping they did not overstep. 

“Exactly because of the blood thing.. I’ve been like this for years, and now when it suddenly comes out,” Hero waved their hands in a dramatic fashion, disdain filled their voice, “I’m no longer wanted like all my effort and time I’ve put into helping citizens in this city is for nothing.”

Villain sat there quietly, listening to the hero talk. Hero sighed again, putting their head in their hand. “I apologize, you walked here probably for a coffee and I’m dumping this on you,” they laughed nervously. 

Villain shook their head, encouraging Hero to continue talking. “Don’t say sorry, it sounded like you needed it. Please go on.”

“But anyways, my point was you don’t get invited to parties when they think you will eat the guests.” Hero did not understand the audacity of people to think such things. They had more sense than to do that, they would never want to do that. 

Villain reached across the table and took Hero’s hand in theirs, ignoring the fact it was ice cold. “Well.. for the record.. I knew, and I didn’t care.”

“Everyone knows now, Villain.”

“No, no,” they shook their head, Hero misunderstood them. “I knew you were a vampire while it was a secret. I didn’t tell anyone. I saw you uh, feeding on some animal. I never brought it up because you never mentioned it or tried to bite me.”

Hero’s eyes widened, how had they been so careless? “How long have you known?”

“A few months,” Villain answered. 

Hero fell quiet again, trying to think of an appropriate response. They looked outside, it was completely dark now. Their head rushed with thoughts and questions, but they eventually landed on one to ask. “Then- then why did you not hate me like everyone else?”

Villain could see Hero’s conflicted expression as different thoughts flew through their head. They squeezed their hand reassuringly. “Hey, remember to take deep breaths okay? I’m not like those other shit heroes. I can see in your everyday actions that you just want to help people despite being a vampire. I know you don’t want to feed on me or anyone else.”

Hero nodded, taking deep breaths like Villain said. 

“And well.. this last part is a little silly.. but I really do care about you, a little too much. Yeah we fight because I commit crimes and you have to stop me, but even if you think your heart is cold, I see so much differently. It is so caring and kind..” Villain started to ramble, they looked away sheepishly when they caught themself in the act. 

“You think that?” Hero asked.

“You being a vampire means nothing to me. You are still the same Hero, and I love you, especially for who you are, vampire or not,” Villain admitted on impulse. 

“Oh wow.. okay.. um haha yeah, love you too then.” That was one way to get Hero to stop talking bad about themself. 

“You said you couldn’t go to that party? Let’s just go have a small one at my apartment, you and I. We can just watch movies for the rest of the night for that matter,” Villain said, standing up, gesturing for Hero to do the same. 

“That sounds.. that sounds like fun,” Hero smiled nervously, their fangs showing through slightly, standing up. 

“It will be, I promise you.”

Villain took their hand in theirs again and walked out of the coffee shop into the cool evening air. Hero felt happy for the first time in awhile as they walked with them to their apartment.

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[inevitable-pretty-words]

"Since when do heroes attack other people?" Civilian said irritably, pressing her hand to the wound in her neck to somehow stop the bleeding.

"I was hungry" Hero replied, justifying herself.

"Listen, I'm hungry too. I just finished work and it's almost one in the morning. And you don't see me stealing food from the supermarket."

"I'm really, really sorry for attacking you. I know I shouldn't have. But I have to eat something."

"And of course you have to attack innocent people!" she said sarcastically. "You can easily buy blood bags. You can use the services of blood donors, after all, there are many volunteers!"

Hero looked down with guilt on her face.

"I can't," she whispered softly.

"What did you say?"

Civilian came closer, looking at Hero with confidence on the face. Hero, hesitantly, looked up.

"I can't," she said louder. "Then someone would find out who I am."

"And you think that by attacking people, no one will find out?"

Hero didn't answer and stopped herself from stepping back and getting as far away from Civilian as possible, who plagued her with remorse.

"Does Superhero know?" Civilian broke the silence, confusing Hero with that question.

"Know what exactly?"

"That you're a vampire."

"Yes."

"Does she know that you attack people?"

"No."

Civilian rolled her eyes.

"Okay, I'm not going to get involved in your chaos, bye." She turned around and, just like that, started to head for the exit from the dead-end street.

But then Hero stopped her, grabbing her hand.

"Wait!!"

"What do you want this time?!" she growled, frowning.

"Maybe you could be my blood donor? Please??"

Civilian gave her a cold look and yanked out the hand she was holding.

"No. I'm an adult woman and I have a reasonably well paid job. I'm not going to risk it like this and waste my peaceful life helping you."

"I can pay you!!" Hero shouted, staring desperately at Civilian.

"How much?" she asked, smirking at Hero's efforts.

"Three times as much. Please agree."

"And then what? I will become your blood donor, soon Villain will find out about that and kidnap me so that you will save me and fall into her trap. I don't like risk."

Hero narrowed her eyes.

"You said that you weren't interested in..." She paused for a moment and gestured around, unable to find the right words. "In all of this."

"No, I said I didn't want to be a part of it. I'm not stupid. I know what Villain is like."

"We'll be careful..."

Civilian sighed.

"You won't let go until I agree, will you?" she replied in a tired voice.

Hero smiled.

"I'm stubborn."

"And reckless."

Civilian stepped closer to Hero and patted her head with her free hand, surprising her.

"Alright. Okay, Hero. I will give you my blood. Let's meet here tomorrow after my work. Then we'll work out all the details. But now, I'm saying goodbye."

Civilian walked away without looking back.

Part 2 (link)

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[promptspa]

Random prompt #51

"Well, aren't you a pretty poison," Villain teased at the vampire currently pinning them against in alley wall, a low growling noise coming from the back of their throat. And then the hungry, predatory look on Hero's face had been replaced with one of amusement, the threatening rumble stopping. The sudden change in nature confused Villain, their brow raising in a silent question. "I'm venomous. Not poisonous," Hero corrected, moving one hand to point at their fangs. "There's a difference, pup." Villain gave an unimpressed glare and straightened their posture, about to squirm out of Hero's grip before the vampire had slammed their slightly clawed hand back to it's original position to keep the villain boxed in their arms. "I'm sorry." The apology was muffled with laughter and Villain scrunched up their nose, turning their head away. "Do that ever again and your biting privileges are gone."

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[lesbianwriter]

“You’re hungry, aren’t you?” The vampire hunter questioned.

“N-no.” Hero stammered, clutching onto the bark on the tree. Some poor couple was having their carving of their initials wrapped in a heart scratched beyond repair. Hero closed her eyes with a shuddering gasp, resisting the overwhelmingly strong temptation of Villain’s blood. Pulsing, rushing, moving, living.

“I know bloodlust when I see it.” Villain laughed dryly. She looked up at Hero through her lashes, and pulled her shirt down to expose her shoulder and the smooth column of her neck. Unmarred by vampire bites. “Go on…take a bite.”

“But you’re a—“ Hero hesitated, eyes flicking over Villain as if she were a mirage. Her claws dug into the bark. “You’re tricking me, aren’t you? I—I see what you’re doing. It won’t work…it won’t.” 

“Hey, if you go into a bloodthirsty rampage because you didn’t feed then more people will die than if I let you have a sip. That’s what my job’s about—saving people from vampires.” Villain moved the hair out of her neck. Hero could almost hear it beneath her skin. 

Drool dribbled at the corner of her lip, but she moved away, biting into her own lip, hands shaking. “N-no, I can’t feed on a human. I won’t!”

“You fed on a whole village because you starved yourself.” Villain walked closer, rolling up her sleeves to her elbows. “If you don’t want the neck then how about the wrist?”

“What if I kill you?” Hero whimpered.

“You haven’t killed me yet.” Villain said nonchalantly, as if they were making normal chitchat. “Eat. Now.”

Guiltily, Hero sank her teeth into her enemy’s skin. She recognized a small hiss of pain, but the bloodlust was too strong for her to pull her fangs out, and she kept sucking the blood with teary eyes and a ravenous appetite. The blood rushes onto her tongue, an intoxicating taste. It was as if Villain’s flood was ambrosia. The taste was amazing. Godly, even.

Villain yanked Hero away by the hair. “You’ve had enough.”

With puppy dog eyes, Hero wiped at her tears and the blood on her mouth. Villain turned to pack up her hunting kit, cleaning and wrapping the two bite marks in her wrist, then letting her loose hair cover her neck and shoulders once again.

“You’re not going to kill me?”

“Vampire are inherently, by nature, damned. But, I work to protect. Not to be cruel.” Villain responded, scoffing.

With a wry smile, she waved goodbye and walked back into the thick of the woods to hunt another vampire.

Hero’s heart thumped for the first time in awhile, in a way it hadn’t had since she was alive. 

Maybe Villain wasn’t as bad as she thought.

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[maybeitsalivescribbles]

VH - Locked & out

“I’m sure,” simpered Villain to the chained Vampire Hero between two bodyguards, “that you’d love to know what happened to the last Hero who went against me.”

“Well, now that you mention it -”

“You’re here to rescue them, aren’t you ? You’ve nicely played the part of the naive newcomer, but I know who you are, vampire. I’m sorry to say that you’ve been betrayed. The other Hero was very cooperative.”

“Oh.”

“I’m sure you’ve realized that you can’t hypnotize my guards. They all have charms around their necks.”

“I noticed.”

“You’re trapped for good.”

“All right.”

“I’m sure you’d love to meet the one who betrayed you.”

“I do.”

“Perfect. You will be in the same prison.”

Without further commentary, the henchmen threw Vampire Hero in a small cell. Another person was already there, curled up in a corner. They were not in a good state. Even the blood stains around them looked unappealing. The smell was bland, characteristic of a lack of nutriments.

“Can you talk ?” asked Vampire Hero after a moment.

“It’s all my fault”, whispered the other.

Vampire Hero scratched his head and looked around, a little embarrassed. His job was dealing with villains. He was good at that. He only had to hold back a little. Dealing with Not-Evil People was another matter altogether. He was making progress – he had pinned to his fridge the Geneva Convention to be sure not to forget it during his job, it seemed like a good starting point – but still, he wasn’t the best person to deal with this situation. He was vaguely aware that threats or mocking wouldn’t do much good, so he awkwardly shrugged, his hands in the pockets of his tattered jeans. The other hero ignored him. Their eyes were glued on the ground, the iris wide.

“I tried. I tried not to crack. But – they broke me. They really, really broke me. And I – if they told you I’ve betrayed you, it’s true. I’ve told them everything they wanted to know.”

“Well yeah. Torture is torture and you only have one body. Seems logical to me.”

“You don’t understand. They know who you are.”

“I’m in a cell, buddy. I understand fine.”

Hero burst in tears.

“I’m a failure. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. You can – you can do whatever you want to me. I’ll understand.”

Once again, the vampire was at a loss. He knew of a hundred ways to make things worse and one of them was the silent treatment, but he didn’t want to do it. He’d read somewhere that physical contact could help, but Hero was covered with undressed wounds.

So he booped them on the nose.

“Chill. You look like you’ve been scorched alive and you can still lament about your situation. You’re fine. You’ve succeeded the most important thing. Crucial, really.”

“What ?”

“You’re still breathing. Keep doing that. I don’t have to, so I’ll get us out of here. All right ?”

“You’re not angry with me?”

“I don’t see why. ”

He crouched to examine the bars of the cell:

“And the sooner the better, I don’t want to be late for tonight.”

“What’s happening tonight ?”

Vampire Hero grinned from pointed teeth to pointed teeth, grabbing a bar that broke under the pressure of his fingers:

“ I am a creature of decadence and debauch. Every night, I have a meeting with a pure maiden, a cunning damsel, a fierce lady and a cruel temptress in my room.”

“All of them ? You must have a big bed.”

“All of them what ? I’m talking about my wife. I love my wife.”

“Oh, the evil one!”

Hero stopped themself, horrified by the words that just had come out from their mouth. You do not insult your colleague's spouse – especially if said colleague is currently ripping off metal bars from your own cell and is known for his dubious ethics. That is rude and unwise. The vampire stopped himself and glanced at them.

“I’m so sorry”, they squeaked. “I’ve been tortured and I’m confused and -”

Vampire Hero shrugged:

“No offense taken, mate. She was evil all right, and so was I. We were both a little cringe during our first centuries, like the youth say these days. To be fair, she was really sexy.”

“I’m - I’m sure of it.”

“And now she’s really sexy while dozing off while we watch TV. She’s really sexy when she drinks blood from a plastic bag. She’s really sexy all the time, really. Everything she does is delightful.”

He neglectfully threw a bar behind his back.

“Couldn’t you just destroy the lock ?” shyly asked Hero.

“No, I like doing it that way. It’s like bubble wrap.”

Vampire Hero joyfully kicked another bar that creaked and bent under his knee.

“You know what,” he said, “She’s feeling a little down because she can’t rip off heads as much as before. You should hear her complaining ! “I barely have strength to decapitate a human in a single stroke anymore !” and such. But what do I care ? She’d stay amazing even if she was too weak to pull the guts out of someone, but I keep telling her that and she still doesn’t believe it.”

“That’s really nice” assured Hero, whose smile was very strained. “I’m glad for you.”

The vampire stopped again – although maybe it was because half the bars had been taken off.

“Oh”, he said.

“What ? Have I said something wrong ? I’m sorry ! I didn’t -”

“No, it’s just – I don’t think a human has ever said that to me. I was... surprised.”

He held his hand out:

“Time to go. Thanks for the new experience, I guess.”

This time, Hero’s smile was a lot more genuine. They took the offered arm and painfully stood up:

“You’re very welcome.”

*

Vampire Hero is now a recurring character. His job is to troll current villains. Check the Vampire Hero Masterlist or Tag for more snippets with him.

You can meet his wife here.

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[creweemmaeec11]

A vampire hero and a human villain who isn't scared of anything...

except vampires...

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[caker-baker]

A Monster

The first thing the hero noticed was the distinct lack of sound.

“Well.” Then that reverberation all throughout the empty warehouse. “It’s been some time, darling. Here I thought you had up and left me for good.”

Oh no.

But the hero couldn’t let themselves be consumed with ‘oh no’, they had a job to do. Still, in all their years, there were never enough words to describe the rage, the anger, the betrayal, so they always found their way back to ‘oh no’. Never enough words, but two of them did the trick.

“You.” The hero snarled, holding back as much of that turmoil of emotions that they possibly could. “You’re responsible for-”

“The rise in crime, the deaths, blah, blah, blah, same old, high ground morality schtick with you.” The villain dropped down. “I really thought you’d be less boring by now.”

“And I thought you’d be dead! We don’t get what we want.”

“So temperamental.” The villain shook their head. “I taught you better, darling. We don’t have the feelings they do, the only rage you’re allowed is the rage of my design.”

“You don’t own me.”

The villain’s eyes shot through the hero’s, the way they used to so long ago.

“You’re here, aren’t you? The second you heard tell of where this big bad persona of mine might be, you came running. You used to be more clever. You would see right through this some two hundred years ago.”

The hero needed to move, to run, but they couldn’t ever bring themselves to leave those eyes.

Oh no.

“Two hundred years ago.” The hero stood their ground, and dug their feet firmly into the dusty floors. “Two hundred years ago I was human enough to stop you.”

The villain scowled. “Are you still pouting? You should be thanking me. You wanted life, I gave it. You wanted power, I provided. You wanted a companion, and I filled the role.”

“I never wanted any of those things, I never asked for any of those things! You turned me into a monster for your own selfish reasons. Don’t you dare pretend I wanted to be this-” the hero stopped. They had trouble saying it sometimes.

“Go on. Go ahead, tell me off, recount my trespasses, the sin I’ve committed simply by being, the sin we carry today.” The villain’s lip curled, revealing sharp teeth. “Say it.”

“I’ll say nothing that would grant you satisfaction.” Subtly, ever so slightly, the hero shifted their stance.

They couldn’t escape those eyes, not in the way they wanted, but they could easily run through them, knock that look down, if just for now, if just to stop Villain.

“Is that why you do all,” The villain made a vague and dramatic motion at hero. “This? Running around, pretending that the gifts given to you for hunting are actually powers made for saving?”

“Why are you doing all that?” The hero fired back.

“I was bored. I was hungry. And this world of theatrics is entertaining. I couldn’t simply sit still.” They looked Hero up and down. “Come now, darling. I know you, know that small look in your eye when you think you have a good idea. So, let’s get it over with, knock me down, run away, gather your thoughts.”

Oh no.

“You don’t know me.” Their stance felt weaker. “You don’t know me at all. I’m not the same anymore. I’m better. I’m better than you because I don’t need someone else to feel alive.”

The villain raised an eyebrow. “If you’re concerned I’m going to turn someone else, don’t be. I couldn’t bear another disappointment. If you’re concerned I won’t stop, well, in that case…”

They were never faster than the hero was, at least after the hero was no longer human, but they were ten times more sure of their movements, and twenty times as ferocious.

The hero was on the floor before they could think to use that more capable speed.

“You’re well within your rights to be concerned. I don’t plan on stopping until I’ve had my fill. You know me. That might take some time.” The villain grinned above them, fangs and eyes consuming the hero all at once.

“I’ll stop you.” The hero swore, their own sharpened teeth craving something stronger than their normal diet for the first time since they turned. “I’ll end you.” They said quieter, the wave of bloodlust they felt leaving them weak.

“End me, love me, kill me.” They tapped the hero on the nose. “You always got those confused, didn’t you? Try your best in any category, darling. I look forward to seeing my greatest disappointment become my greatest enemy, mm, among other things.”

The villain was gone, and they weren’t even fast that time.

The hero was on the floor.

Oh no.

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[muses-of-the-mind]

Pleas Of Poison

It had been almost two weeks since the incident.

At first, Hero was too embarrassed to think about it, flushing red whenever their thoughts went too astray from the memory. But when they were alone in the middle of the night and boredom clutched at their head, their mind whirled with dangerous questions and possibilities about that night.

Why did Villain’s blood attract them more than others?

Why couldn’t they breathe around Villain’s scent?

But most importantly, why would Villain allow them, seem almost inviting for Hero to feast on them? Could it have been more than their mind games, maybe something intimate?

The last question had scared Hero more than they’d liked to admit but now, when they were standing pounding on the villain’s door, gripping the porch to steady their blurring vision, they knew exactly what the answer was.

“I’ve already bought enough of your scout cookies, go bother the next do—“ Villain’s bored voice came to an abrupt end when Hero’s fist collided with their face. Hard.

Villain stumbled back, clutching at their bloody nose. Surprise and confusion flashed in their eyes when they saw the hero.

“Villain, you bastard! I trusted you and you had the audacity to betray me?”

“Hero?” They were still reeling from the punch, and now the shock of hero finding out their lair and their bizarre words.

“Oh, don’t play dumb, Villain. I knew you would never willingly let me drink your blood. And to think I was so stupid to fall for it.”

Understanding clicked into the Villain’s brain and they began to laugh. Maniacal, weirdly high pitched laughter spilled out of their mouth while Hero fumed red with anger and embarrassment.

Villain’s laughter only stopped when they were out of breath and gasping, “Okay, that’s probably enough.” A smug grin lingered on their bloody face however, “I didn’t think it would actually work.”

“Do you think,” Hero paused, a harsh cough wracking their body, “this is funny?”

“Oh extremely. And immeasurably clever too.”

“To poison your blood just so I would drink it?”

“And therefore poison yourself.” Villain corrected.

“That makes no sense! You end up killing yourself too, you buffoon.”

“Oh, my sweet Hero,” Villain grinned, “do you really think I wouldn’t be prepared?”

They slipped out a small vial of something from their robe’s pockets.

“It took a while and I’m still healing but when you invent the poison,“ they rolled the vial in their palm, “you kind of invent the antidote too.”

Hero’s vision narrowed onto the vial. They lunged at the villain but Villain gracefully stepped out of the way, their laughter ringing in Hero’s ears.

Hero prepared to strike again but their weakened body faltered, black spots dancing across their vision. Their breathing came in uneven gasps and bloody coughs and their knees buckled under their weight.

“So weak. Your pathetic self almost makes me feel sorry.” They mock sighed, “You know what, maybe I will give you the cure.”

They held their palm out slightly out of Hero’s reach. Hero was skeptical to say the least but their fingers still clawed towards the vial.

Villain, as expected, closed their first at the last second and smiled, “If you beg.”

Hero blinked, “What?”

“Pretending only gives me more joy.” Their smile widened, “Beg for me and I will give you the cure.”

“I’m not doing that.”

Villain shrugged, moving to slip the vial into their pocket, “If you so desperately desire to die, it’s your wish. Better say your goodbyes to your grandchildren right now. Oh and don’t forget to include me in your will.”

A frail hand grabbed their wrist.

Hero shut their eyes for a brief second, cursing the gods and everything above, “I’ll do it.”

“I believe the words are “Oh please, evil and magnificent Villain, give me the antidote.”

They took a deep breath before glaring at Villain. “Please give me the antidote,” they grinded out.

“Oh come on Hero. I know you can be sweet. Use some of that lovely charm you had when you sucked my blood in the alleyway.”

“I beg you, give me the antidote.”

Villain tsked, “It would be better without that murderous look in your eyes.” Their eyes roamed Hero’s figure, “and on your knees.”

Hero would be objecting within a second but another violent cough and they were reminded that their life was at stake here. (Hehe stake)

Eyes downcast and resisting the urge to drink every ounce of Villain’s blood and suck them dry, Hero’s knees quietly met the floor of Villain’s porch.

“I can’t hear you.”

Right.

Villain’s hand came to caress their jaw, thumb roving over Hero’s neck.

Hero cleared their throat, “Please, my darling Villain, give me the antidote.”

A sound of surprise escapes the villain’s lips but they quickly covered it up with their stupid smile, “As per your wish, beloved.”

Their thumb roams the hero’s lips and before they know it, Villain’s already opened their mouth and poured the sweet liquid down their throat.

“Oops, missed some.” Villain’s finger wipes the conveniently fallen cure from their lips.

The blushing hero stumbled up from their humiliating position, holding on to Villain’s shirt for balance, “Thank you for the gift. Since you were oh so generous, I feel it is only fair for me to return the favour.”

Villain caught the malicious glint in Hero’s eyes a bit too late, “Oh no, it’s completely fi-“

Poor Villain had to invent another antidote for two broken noses in one day.

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[kaiwewi]

I'm a Sucker for You

Synopsis: a retired supervillain receives a long-expected visit from his vampire ex-nemesis.

Based on this prompt by @seafoamicecream “I was the best supervillain out there!” “Yeah, yeah, I’m sure you were, grandpa.”

His grandson had patiently patted his arm, probably thinking him delusional again. The boy was a darling – always visiting, always looking out for his old grandfather – but sadly, so lacking in both imagination and a due confidence in his elders’ words.

He would have loved to tell the boy all about his exploits in all their grandeur and infamous glory. But alas, his grandson hadn’t believed him today either and the boy’s visit had come to an end all too soon.

Never mind. He’d try again later.

“I really was the best supervillain out there,” the retired supervillain mumbled to the now empty chair next to his bed, repeating the words merely for the sake of truthfulness.

God, he was tired.

“You were so much more than that.” A voice like birdsong on a warm summer night floated in through the room’s open window, followed by a dreamy sigh. “Oh, all those battles we fought, the hearts we stole, and the blood we shed!

"That one time, you came so close to killing me, I could almost feel my heart beating again.”

Chuckling softly, he gave a small weary nod to the visitor lurking outside his window. About time they finally came by; he’d almost thought he’d die without seeing them again. And what a sight they were: still unchanged after all those years, as if they’d last parted yesterday.

“Hello, Hero.”

“Hello there, old friend.” Hero’s voice practically dripped amusement as they raised an eyebrow at him, their gaze a challenge. Their tongue trailed the edge of a long, pointed canine tooth and their lips curved into that familiar smirk. “May I come in?”

“You may not.” He scoffed. “It seems you haven’t changed one bit, neither in appearance nor in attitude.”

“Well, what can I say… there is no point in altering what is already flawless.” His former nemesis licked their lips. “Besides, you aren’t so terribly different either; you smell as delectable as you did forty years ago.”

Oh dear. This again.

He rolled his eyes. His hero irrefutably was still the same old silly vampire he’d known half a lifetime ago. So intriguingly uninhibited, so infuriatingly attractive, and always flirting so shamelessly with him at every opportunity.

So eager to tempt him even now, as though he wasn’t practically wasting away while the two of them spoke. Wasn’t that ridiculous? He was frail and weak and wheezing; his every other breath sounded a little like it might be his last. Hell, he likely looked as ancient as the hero was.

From an outsider’s perspective, the two of them had to look outlandishly comical next to each other. Anyone who didn’t know better would see a young adult trying to seduce an old man on his deathbed. The two of them were a caricature. A joke short of a punch line.

With a low groan he pushed himself up into a sitting position and leaned against the headboard of his bed, which afforded him a better view of the window and its occupant.

Peculiar smiles adorned both their faces – one wrinkled by the years and sunken-cheeked from illness, the other sharp-featured and immaculate ivory.

The former supervillain snorted. “If you haven’t noticed already: I’m slowly dying of old age and poor health, Hero. You once said you despised the taste of tainted blood. There’s no need to pretend you still want mine.”

“I had noticed.” The carefree smirk on Hero’s face died, replaced momentarily by a more appropriately solemn expression. Then, their gaze dropped to his neck and a visible shudder ran through them. “And yet, for as long as you have a pulse, there will never come a day I won’t desire to suck you dry, to the very last drop.”

The vampire stared at him with their characteristically undisguised hunger gleaming in uncharacteristically sorrowful eyes. As melodramatic as ever, eternally prone to histrionic displays, but candid and sincere nonetheless – that was his old foe.

He stared back.

The years hadn’t exactly been kind to his body, but had, miraculously, spared both his wits and his vision. His gaze – as keen as ever – roamed Hero’s face, searching for something unfamiliar among the curves of their bones, the lines around their mouth, between their sad frown and the pale-violet eyes burning into his.

All he found were familiarity and nostalgia.

Exactly the same as back then, right down to the last detail. A gorgeous glimpse of a glamorous past. Oh, what a time that had been!

His heartbeat had sped up. If even he could tell, Hero must be able to hear it all too clearly. They could likely see the pulse thumping in his arteries, sense the tiniest tremor in his limbs. He swallowed hard, and knew the vampire would notice that as well.

“You came to drink my blood.”

The hero tilted their head sheepishly to the side. Two fingers on their right hand were tapping a steady rhythm – tap tap, tap tap, tap tap – against the window frame. “I won’t deny I’d love to. But would you believe me if I told you I’d mainly come to see an old friend off?”

An old friend, huh? Right.

“See me off? In terms of killing me or…” he trailed off, letting the question hang in the air.

“In terms of holding your hand.” The insufferable show-off held their left hand up in demonstration, displaying sharp claws, and offered him a bright smile that only served to further accentuate their fangs. “All you have to do is invite me inside, then I’ll sit at your bedside and pat your arm. Same as the delicious-looking little thing who visited you earlier.”

His stomach lurched. Growling, he glared at the vampire.

“My grandson is neither a little thing nor a blood bag for you to snack on!” His voice dropped to a snarl. “If you touch him—”

The echo of his long-neglected powers flared up by instinct. For the first time in years, he forced them to manifest. Sizzling on the surface of his skin and throbbing underneath, the sparks buzzed hot and angry from the palms of his hands like myriads of tiny bees ready to sting.

The vampire laughed, face alight with excitement.

“Please,” they drawled, and had the audacity to mock pout at him, “as if I’d ever lay hands upon your defenceless offspring. I’m not a savage monster.”

“You are a blood-thirsty vampire.” He deadpanned, but his tone had mellowed somewhat, and he took a deep breath, allowing the powers to retreat. He wouldn’t need them. After all, Hero was just playing games with him.

“Touché,” his blood-thirsty vampire said and chuckled. “Still, I didn’t mean to imply I was going to eat him; merely that he looks tasty. It was a compliment.”

He tsked, though not without humour. “Of course, you’d think so.”

Unperturbed, the vampire smirked at him. They were clearly trying to bait, to irritate on purpose and just for the thrill that seemed to give them. He refused to fall for such an obvious trick.

“Your grandson’s got your clever eyes,” Hero mused, eyeing him intently, “and the set of his shoulders and the pattern of the blood vessels in his neck are almost identical to yours. Appetising. Hm, and that hypnotic rhythm of his heartbeat…”

The vampire’s fingers were still tapping away – tap tap, tap tap, tap tap – on the weather-worn wood, drawing his gaze like a small shimmer of light in the dark. It was a soothing beat, relaxing, like water dripping from a leaky tap, or the rhythm of a—

A heartbeat. His heartbeat.

A shiver made its way down his spine and he shot the hero a sharp look.

The vampire tensed. Their gaze followed his as he accusingly frowned down at their now still hand. Then their eyes met his again and an eerie silence descended upon the two of them like a murky fog, heavy and palpable. Neither of them dared to move or look away first.

Eventually, he heaved a long-suffering sigh.

“Blood is all you ever think of, isn’t it.” It wasn’t a question.

Hero shrugged, and it wasn’t an apology.

“Your blood,” the vampire clarified, nonchalant as if what they’d just given away wasn’t some sort of confession. “Decades, and I can still taste you on my tongue.”

They’d had his blood only twice, no more than a mouthful each time.

He opened his mouth, whether to reply or from sheer embarrassment – how could Hero say such things with a straight face? – he didn’t know.

Before he got a chance to say or do anything foolish, the vampire’s claws dug into the window frame, splintering the wood with their careless display of inhuman strength and speed.

“The blood of others is watery soup. They’re barely more than sustenance.” Their voice, unlike their movements, was the softest murmur and filled to the brim with longing and unspoken pleas. “You are everything, and your blood is liquid gratification.”

Something about that stole the breath right out of his lungs.

He coughed a few times, reached for his glass of water on the bedside table, took a sip, then another, and put the glass back down.

“Is that so? I see….” In fact, he did not see, not in the least. Awkwardly, he cleared his throat. “So, what does it taste like?”

Hero watched his every move a little too attentively for comfort, the oddest hesitation in the cock of their head, in the stiffness of their shoulders. The corner of their mouth twitched in a way that was impossible to interpret.

“It’s complicated. Hard to describe. It’s not exactly a taste in the same sense as food has a flavour. Well, in essence…” The vampire bit their lower lip. Their throat bobbed almost imperceptibly as they swallowed. “Your blood tastes of how you feel to me.”

How he felt to them.

He frowned. How did he feel to them?

Everything, the vampire had called him. Liquid gratification.

“Careful, you’ll make this sound like a declaration of love,” he jested, and should perhaps not have felt quite so curiously gratified to see the customary mischievous grin return to his vampire’s fair face.

“Careful,” his vampire mimicked, “you’ll make this sound like you’re hoping for one.”

He hummed, non-committally, neither acknowledging nor denying the point.

“You still haven’t told me what I taste like.”

“You still haven’t invited me inside.”

He chuckled. Dammit, he’d missed that foolish hero and their endearing quips.

“If I did allow you inside, would you tell me?”

A predatory gleam shone in the vampire’s eyes. They nodded – rather too eager – with a smile that was all teeth. Sharp, pointed teeth.

This was a horrible idea.

Goose-flesh prickled down his shoulders and he pulled the blanket up around his chest to shield himself from the sudden chill creeping into his bones.

All right. Okay.

Perhaps his grandson was right after all; he was losing his mind.

He took a deep breath that didn’t go a long way towards steadying him, committed his soul to whatever deity might be watching, and gestured to the chair next to his bed.

“Come in,” he said to the vampire, “and sit with me.”

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