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Rb if you wanna give him a lil kiss and maybe a hug for valentines day

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why isn't there so much of my hero academia x alien! reader??? THERE'S SO MANY POSSIBILITIES AND IDEAS.

like,, reader's ship could crash land somewhere while heroes are on patrol?? cliché BUT IT'S SO GOOD??

or even the heroes discover a giant egg of some sorts underground by the cause of some villains experimenting or something !!! and BAM there's reader floating in some goo with wires or tubes attached.

or reader is a runaway alien from their home planet because of some drama and end up being adopted by a pro or someone?!

there's so much potential for alien! reader aughh😭😭

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how do yall be pickin' quirks so easily😭 i struggle so h a r d and i STILL AM STRUGGLING to pick a quirk.

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HOOT HOOT.

➳ synopsis: the bnha boys with an s/o who has an owl quirk (eurasian eagle owl)

➳ character/s: midoriya izuku, bakugou katsuki, todoroki shouto, togata mirio, amajiki tamaki, shinsou hitoshi

➳ warnings: swearing

➳ notes: i like owls a lot and thought it’d be cute to have the bnha boys with an owl quirk s/o (eurasian eagle owl)

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 + 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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Y'know what, I'll just give myself the most random statuses on discord; because why not? Who's stopping me? I'm free.

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࣪ ⊹ 🪐 . . ݁ ࣪ ‧ ִ ۫✭ 👾 . ° ࣪.

⌗ ˖⃗ . ݁ ࣪ ، 🕸️ ₊ ˖ ་. . . ࣪ ، 🥢 ، ࣪ ⊹ ֶ

𝐕𝗈𝗅 222. °｡ 𝒟𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉𝗂𝖺 . ◌

𝗉𝗈𝑒𝑡.𝗿𝘆 /⦘ ＠ 私 ; あなた .

𝐍° ⦗ ditto . ◝ ° . ・゜🫀 ゜・．

ִ ◌ ׅ ׂ ⩇⩇:⩇⩇ ׅ _ ★ ׂ . 𓆩★𓆪 ׅ 𔐬 𝆬

𐀔 ִ 🎞️ ׅ ꣹ ۫ 𖨂 𓈒 ˓˒ ࣪ まぶ��い太陽 ׅ 𝆭 ִ

᱈ ۫ ﹏ 𐀓 ››› ִ 📁 ࣪ ׅ ˙ ⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ 🍄 . . (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

࣪ 𓈒 ₊ ° ︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶ ︶︶︶︶︶ ‧₊˚

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hobie would probably let strays live with him or at least visit, always making sure their doing well

he collects them like Pokémon cards 💀

I think the deck of his boat is littered with stray dogs and cats at all times. Sometimes he's cleaning up on his boat and just finds a cat laying on the stern is just like "what's up dude"

I think he nurses pregnant dogs and cats and let's them come inside his boat, gives them a bath, makes sure they're warm and safe until they give birth. He takes care of them until they're old enough to take care of themselves but by then most of them just go out during the day and return to his boat at night to sleep.

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i want the sadness fucked out of me, i want him to wipe my tears away as he’s balls deep inside me, squishing me with his weight as he goes “shh, shh, it’s okay, pretty girl. it’s okay.”

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my gf yall🔥🔥🫶🏼🫶🏼

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eats art and scurries away.

taste test

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Thinking about genderqueer Hobie in a sapphic relationship. She likes identifying as a girl around you, likes doing things lesbian couples get to do. You do each other's make up in the late nights and find skirtand and greases for the other to wear. You make her feel valid in her identity when most would just slap "non-binary" on her despite her constant reminders that her gender changes by the day and sometimes she just wants to be a girl.

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i need help pls.

currently i'm working on a quirk that doesn't have a name, but i'll say either "Vampire" or "Blood Manipulation."

basically, this quirk grants the user the ability to manipulate the blood in their body, emitting it through their hands or back. (via; weapons, wings, ect.) additionally, the user can manipulate others' blood by either,,

1. injecting their blood into another person. (through wound or via needle made of blood).

2. consuming another person's blood. (via fangs or needle/knife).

another thing because of this quirk(optional), the user would have to injure themselves to fight. lot's of scars. (i like the idea tbh. hero/or villain, makes 'em badass.)

possible drawbacks

• when the manipulated blood has lost its attachment to the host, it can cause blood loss and dizziness, possibly passing out/falling unconscious. the only way to replenish is drinking water/or blood and lots of sleep.

also, with the more "vampire" part, maybe the user can have heightened senes, meaning they can smell people's blood and can tell who they are?? idk.

or able to do vampire things such as scale walls, ect.

it's a mess, i know, but i jotted down everything i could that was floating around in my brain bc i genuinely like this quirk idea😭.

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can someone PLEASE write a Judd Birch x reader where it's an opposites attract !!!

like how vulgar and rough around the edges he is with a s/o who rarely/or doesn't even swear.

OR OR,, aesthetic opposites, judd is all black n' grunge meanwhile his s/o is all pink 'n coquette.

maybe even smokes the devils lettuce idk.

DO YOU SEE WHERE IM GETTING AT???

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Vampire Kisses (Tomura Shigaraki x Reader)

Request: Hhh I’m so happy you do!! I really wanna request an imagine with Shigaraki and a s/o who’s quirk is like Marceline from adventure time. Like no one from LOV expected Shigaraki to have a gf and one day boom a vampire girl walks into their hideout and scolds Shigaraki for doing something dumb and making her worried. Tomura deserves sum love 🥺🥺

Yes, finally writing for my crusty husband again! Hands down my favorite character now, now it’s time to give him all the TLC he deserves. Also, REQUESTS OPEN!

She was in an alleyway. Her fangs were currently sinked into the neck of some man she had lured from some random dance bar, he looked healthy and young, she enjoyed ever ounces of his clean blood before she dropped him lifeless on the ground. “Thanks for the good time,” she teased, his skin stuck to his bones and there was no longer any coloring in his face. She wiped her lips and licked up any string that had sloppily dribbled down her cheeks.

All day, she waited inside for the sun to go down so she could freely wander the streets without worry of the drawback of her quirk, that exposure to sunlight would burn her to death within mere minutes. She had been bored waiting alone all day, so she decided to go get something to drink. (Y/N) always played the same game of attracting someone young to her, and then when she got them alone and they thought she was going to give them a kiss, she sunk her fangs into them and drained them of all their plasma to empower herself.

(Y/N) left the alleyway, knowing the body would soon be discovered by a patrolling hero or on the off chance they decided to be useful today, a cop. At the nighttime, there was nothing suspicious about (Y/N) if she kept her mouth and fangs closed. That’s why she stopped in front of a window display and noticed the broadcast about the league of villains and their most recent attack.

Her eyes were glued to the screen. Tomura never mentioned anything about having a mission today, she thought, worried why he had failed to mention it. Or more likely, that he was withholding information from her again.

She hadn’t seen him since Camino, he had texted her when he found it convenient to him and she enjoyed her freedom to wonder the streets without being identified as a member of the league as she wasn’t a member of the vanguard action squad and so she wasn’t a part of their high profile crimes. He had messaged their newest hideout, a rundown apartment on the edge of town, when she asked him to come to her instead. 

Now she could see he was choosing to act recklessly without thinking rather than coming to her for guidance after the loss of his mentor figures. They had evaded capture, but she could clearly see Shigaraki had injured his left hand.

She found herself running to find another alleyway that was empty enough for her to take flight from. After ingesting blood, her quirk lended her vampiric abilities just as levitation and therefore flight. (Y/N) flew past and city and tried to follow the instructions that Shigaraki had sent her. She hoped they were still situated there and hadn’t moved once again. When she landed before the abandoned building. She stared at the ruins for a moment.

Shigaraki had made it clear he hadn’t been interested in her being an active member of the league, rather she performed covert and information gathering tasks for him and All For One with her mind control abilities. He claimed that was why he didn’t want her to follow him here unless she was in danger and needed to find him under emergency circumstances. It felt more like he was distancing himself from himself from her, and she had tolerated it until now.

She charged in without a fear.

She didn’t know where in the building they would be, so she looked around and hoped to find voices she could follow to their location. 

That’s when (Y/N) heard the sound of bickering, the voices were faint but she could follow the sound to the west side of the building on the second floor. However, as she was running up the stairs, she noticed a hand with scared purple tissue raised out, the body hiding behind a wall, release blue flames. 

(Y/N) tried her best to cover her shirt with her hands as the flames attacked her top half. Once he put his hand down, he noticed she was still standing, her clothes were singed and charred, but her skin and body had been unaffected.

“Flame proof?” the monotone voice observed, with its host revealing himself as he turned the corner. His hair was spiky and black, with his turquoise eyes standing out even in the dark. However his most notable feature was his scarred skin stapled onto his body. She knew he was Dabi. “Inconvenient.” 

He was about to raise his hand to her again, when a voice interrupted.

“Raise your hand to her again and I’ll decay it off,” he snapped, walking down the hallway with the rest of the league behind him, they had clearly just arrived. 

“Huh?” Dabi asked, “you know her?”

“She’s an operative for the league,” Shigaraki confirmed. “And she’s mine, so raise a hand to her ever again, any of you, and I will punish you myself.”

“Tomura has a girlfriend?!” Toga excitedly questioned, turning to face him while still standing behind him. She was clearly amused at the idea of her boss having a romantic relationship considering his antisocial personality and lack of social skills. “And she’s so cute!”

“Very pretty! Nice job!” Twice commented with a thumbs up before almost instantly lower his thumb and saying, “she looks like a corpse! Dump her!”

Shigaraki ignored the two and the rest of the league whispering in disbelief as he watched Dabi slowly lower his hand and stuff it into his pockets as he backed away, not caring enough to make this the moment he decided to challenge Shigaraki. But he looked over at (Y/N), as if asking why someone like her was involved with Shigaraki. But she held her glare.

Once Dabi was moving to join the rest of the league, his crimson eyes hiden in the corners of Father’s fingers and his messy blue hair were staring directly at you, in a way that burned more than Dabi’s flames.

“What are you doing here?” he bluntly asked.

“You’re getting sloppy,” she admitted, without caring about how easily he could reach out and decay her. She had never been afraid of him before, and nothing in the last few weeks had changed that. “That attack was completely thoughtless and reckless. It’s like you all want to get caught.”

“We didn’t,” was his only defense.

“Not right now, but how much longer before one misstep like the one you just had ends up getting you all arrested,” she scolded, walking up the stairs, her arms still crossed on her chest, the material was still burnt up. “You should be focused on rebuilding the league before attacking on a scale like that again. You don’t have the numbers or resources,” she chided. 

He grunted, “what do you know about what we should be doing?”

“If you just let me help you-” she began, her voice just as frustrated as him, but he was quicker to cut her off.

“I don’t need your help,” he stated, before walking up the stairs to his room.

She stood in the hallway silently, watching him almost stomp his way up the stairs. The rest of the league watch, some very visible uncomfortable by having to witness the two arguing in front of them all, even though they had been free to leave whenever they wanted to. (Y/N) looked at them all, recognizing them from Giran’s files, although she hadn’t met them she had remembered them.

“Sorry,” she spoke, used to having to apologize for Shigaraki’s behavior plenty of times in the past. But they all seemed understanding, probably having to have grown used to his temperamental behavior, or more accurately temper tantrums. She had to give him at least ten minutes before going up there.

Mr Compress stepped forward tipping his hat to her like the showman he was, “it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance…”

“(Y/N) (L/N),” you replied. “It’s nice to formally meet you too, Mr Compress.”

He seemed taken aback. 

“I’ve known about the league and its members from its inception, however my quirk is more useful as a covert operative to assist Tomura,” she explained, looking over every member. “But I hope we can all work much closer from now on considering the circumstances the league has found itself in.”

“She’s got cute little fangs!” Toga cheered, turning to Twice. 

Magne smirked looking at her, she seemed a lot nicer than (Y/N) assumed, then turned to speak to Spinner, “surprised he had it in him, boss’ has got game.”

“What exactly is your quirk?” Spinner asked.

(Y/N) shrugged and then flashed her fangs with a grin tugged in the corner of her mouth, “Vampirism. I absorb other’s plasma to grant myself vampire-like powers. Mind control, invisibility, flight, and rapid healing,” she demonstrated, showing her skin that looked untouched.

“You like blood too,” Toga enthused. “We’re like sisters,” she laughed, running over to you, a blade still in her hand as she invaded your personal space.

“I should go now,” (Y/N) said, looking at the teenager begin to pout. 

“You should,” was all Dabi said, she knew he meant she should leave the league and leave the building, but she just glared at him.

(Y/N) walked pass them and up the stairs. She could hear them continue to whisper about her as she walked up two flights of stairs to the third floor where she hoped to find Tomura mopping in one of the rooms. She had never concerned herself with the league or any of their individual members, instead her focus was always dedicated to Tomura and how she could best support him and his goals. But he was floundering and he needed support more than ever.

She wandered around the halls, hoping to find some source of light or sounds, but he was quiet which meant if he was going to throw a fit, it was over now. However that didn’t make it easier to find him. “Tomura?” she called out, walking around the floor. Eventually she heard a grunt, which was encouraging so she followed the voice to a room at the end of the second hallway.

Opening the door, she found Tomura standing by a window that had cracks open with blue moonlight shining through, illuminating the otherwise dark room. He wasn’t turning to face her. The hands he usually wore around his body were placed into a pile on a wooden coffee table. Father however was sitting in his hand, three fingers ever so carefully holding it on the window ceil. She stood timid at the door, watching hid hand twitch, he was probably still hurt.

“Why did you come here?” he asked.

“Why didn’t you want me to?” she countered.

“I asked you first.”

She sighed, he wasn’t a particularly patient person and his patience for her while lengthier than others, had it’s limits. “My job is to advise you and assist you with what I learn on the streets and with my quirk. And you really need advising right now,” she explained, closing the door behind her.

“That’s not why you’re here, you would have texted or called like we have for weeks now,” he retorted, still not turning to face her. “Why are you really here?”

“You’re hurt,” you answered. “You’re thinking recklessly and it’s getting you hurt, and I can’t just keep my distance when that’s happening.” That was the truth, she even had medical supplies in her back pocket for him. (Y/N) had lived in fear that something would happen to Tomura after Camino, that he would be caught and arrested, he would be brutally hurt, disfigured like All For One, or worse, he would die. “Now why don’t you want me here.”

He sighed, “I didn’t want you here because at any minute heroes will descend, the loyalty of the league is in jeopardy, and these living conditions are not particularly optimal. You were better off where you were.”

(Y/N) walked over to him slowly, contemplating everything he had said. Despite being a dangerous criminal, he was considerate when it came to her. Even if she hadn’t enjoyed how he tried to push her away, always having tried to keep her separate from the league and their actions that would more easily get her captured or endangered. (Y/N) stopped once she was directly standing beside him, lightly touching his left arm carefully.

“There’s nowhere I’m safer than by your side,” she responded, looking at his face with kind eyes. “Now, please, let me help you. Your hand hurts, I can tell.”

His vermillion eyes looked down at her and he nodded slowly, letting go of Father, allowing her to grab a hold of his hand, her body allowing her to heal before the decay could spread, and slowly guiding him over to the bed that had a broken frame and the sheets were tattered. He had yet to properly sleep on it, instead taking naps on the armchair. The mattress was worn out but not painfully uncomfortable when she sat him down.

(Y/N) stood over him, being careful to examine his hand and not touch all five fingers as she motioned for him to remove his jacket. He pulled away from her and did as she asked, allowing her to roll up his sleeves to show a bruise that had formed on above the wrist of his left hand which was starting to sprain it.

“Exactly what I thought,” (Y/N) muttered, pulling a hand brace from her back pocket and holding it out in front of him with a smug look on her face. “Wear this for a week and your hand will be as good as ever.”

He looked down at his lap, refusing to admit she was right and he was being just as stubborn now as them. He allowed her to slip on the brace and then tightening it onto his wrist. She smiled down at him, he was still pouting a bit like a child. She leaned down and raised his chin to look her into the eyes.

“I just want to help you,” she admitted, bringing his hand up by his long finger that were deadly to everyone else but her, and pressed a kiss to the brace. “And I want to be close to you,” she continued, keeping her hand to his chin and brought herself closer to his face. She placed a careful kiss to mole in the corner of his right cheek near, then moved to kiss the scar on her right eye. “I’m yours, so let’s be together, all right?” Kissing the scar over his lip, feeling her fangs run over his bottom lip.

Tomura could barely contain himself anymore, his right hand finding the nape of your neck and pulling you aggressively into a desperate but passionate kiss. 

He pulled away when he needed air, keeping her face close to his that he could feel her desperately intake air. He rested his forehead against hers. He looked into her (e/c) eyes, he adored her. “I’m never letting you leave again.”

(Y/N) ran her hands through his light blue hair, running her nails over his scalp in a way she knew he liked. Tomura rested his head in her neck while she ran her hands through his hair to relax his usually tense body while he buried himself in her scent. Her clothes were completely tattered, her shirt didn’t so much to hide anything anymore. Now he took that as an advantage to run his fingers over her soft skin, not having to worry about his quirk.

She pulled away, wanting to face him and look into his crimson eyes and the wrinkles that covered the area around his eyes. She smiled at him kindly, lifting her legs to straddle his waist. (Y/N) peppered kisses over every single wrinkle, he enjoyed the light piercing sensation of her teeth, running her hand through his hair, that moved from calming him to stimulating him.

With a groan, he grabbed her waist and threw her onto her back on the bed. She laughed playfully and he pulled her thighs opened for him to crawl between, wrapping her arms around his neck, “I was trying to comfort you.”

“I haven’t seen you in a month and a half, this is the comfort I need,” he almost hissed, being quick to attach his lips to hers.

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I LOVED THE VAMPIRE POST SMM. So like would Liu, EJ, BEN and Jeff let their vampire s/o bite them and drink their blood?

Homicidal Liu

Liu is squeamish when it comes to blood due to his past trauma of obvious reasons.

And even with a high pain tolerance, he wouldn't voluntarily allow himself to be bitten.

Many risks come with the first bite; An artery could be sliced, blood infection, too much blood loss, you hate the way his blood tastes so therefore you will hate him forever.

That last one was just Liu's imgaination running wild, but all together it's pretty risky.

He might offer a test bite, not a full chomp, but a little nibble on his arm to see how it feels. A pinprick was all he could describe it as.

But he quickly backed out once he caught wind of the blood trickling down his arm.

He might allow a second attempt, but not anytime soon. 

Sully, however, is a different story. He would let you drink this body dry, and force Liu forward in the middle of it just to be a sadistic asshole. 

Either way, they're both willing to try at least once.

Eyeless Jack

Jack doesn't think that you would enjoy his blood very much.

Much like the liquid that seeps from his eye sockets, his blood has a tar-like consistency. 

It wouldn't go down easy, and if your body rejects it since it's not truly 'blood', it won't come back up easy either.

Ultimately, Jack says no due to your safety. It just too big of a risk for Jack to feel comfortable letting you take a bite out of him.

Jelly donuts are better, anyway. Especially at 3am while everyone else is asleep.

BEN

BEN will act tough and dominant up until it's actually time for you to bite him.

He'll get squirmy and find excuses to delay the inevitable now that he's talked the big talk and agreed to do it.

You'll of course call him out on it, and will nervously sit down and away from his stack of DS games that he wanted to organize alphabetically. 

"Are you sure you want to do this?" You ask him, with a comforting hand on his knee.

"Yeah.." Ben sighs and rubs the back of his neck with a nervous tic. " I'm just afraid it'll hurt or I make a weird noise or something." He chuckles lightly.

"We can start, and if you want to stop we can and I won't judge you for it." You reassure. "Or we can do blood lettings which doesn't involve biting."

"It's that like plague doctor shit, though?"

"Well yeah but it doesn't invol-"

"Just take a bite, babe."

He trusts you with all of his heart. And he lets you take a bite.

And yes, he does make a weird sound.

Jeff

Oh hell yeah, fucking go for it.

No questions asked.

Jeff thinks it's hardcore, and frankly, he's not experienced enough to know the dangers of blood letting or blood biting. He just thinks your hot and that you wanna bite him.

And honestly? Go for it. He's probably got a few diseases lurking in there but you're immortal so it doesn't affect you.

He would urge you to keep going even after he feels light headed, just ot see how long he can stay awake.

Jeff can be an extremely convincing individual, but do not trust him.

He can and will pass out and then you will have to call Eyeless Jack and explain everything to him.

He will not be happy.

Jeff will try to kiss him thinking that he's you.

And then Jeff will get swatted away and start crying out of rejection 

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wait what about ej hoodie offender and smiley finding out their s/o is a vampire

Eyeless Jack

Jack only goes out to hunt around twice a week, he might go out more frequently if some of the harvested organs start to expire.

Being the caring boyfriend he is, Jack will always try to bring you back at least three bags to last until his next hunt.

He doesn't let you share his cooler cause he's terrible about letting the organs last for way too long after their expiration.

He gets you your own cooler and spot in the fridge for your exotic drink.

Jack installs hooks in the fridge so you can hand the bags on instead of letting them slide around and fall out whenever you open the fridge door.

He might share a drink or two on the occasion if you offer him some, but he knows you need it more.

Besides, he gets enough of it from his meals.

Jack will feel extraordinarily more comfortable eating around you, and it really gives your boyfriend a great dose of relief knowing you won't judge him too harshly.

You won't have to worry about sunlight in the house, Jack is somewhat nocturnal, so he prefers the dark over the light.

All of the windows have black, heavy curtains covering them as well as being taped snugly to the wall around it.

It's almost as if Jack is a creature of the night himself!

Hoodie

He's used to weird.

Like, weirdly used to weird.

You having a pair of fangs and a thirst for blood doesn't phase him much.

That is until he actually sees you squatting on the kitchen counter sucking blood out of a plastic bag at 3am.

It surprises him, but he doesn't feel uncomfortable or scared around you.

Brian knows this is just a little quirk you have.

But too much of the smell of blood makes him nauseous.

He handles enough of that at work, he doesn't need it at home that he considers a safe haven.

He starts buying you cutesy vampire-themed things, like an old fashioned goblet he ordered on amazon, or a lacey parasol for when you two want to go out during the day.

Hoodie has THE warmest pockets known to man.

So if you're cold and have enough energy to transform into a lil bat, his pockets are the ideal place to take a nap in.

Sometimes if you stay for too long, Brian will get distracted with something else and wander out of the house to run some errands.

It's not until his pocket angrily starts flapping does he realize how deep of shit he's in when he gets home.

"oh shit, i gtg, my s/o is in my pocket."

"Wha-"

And after some convincing, you managed to get Brian to make you a bat-house for all of the bats that fly around at night.

Complete with fruit, sweets, and water!

Not that any of these are vampire bats of course, but it's nice to know the little guys have a comfy pit stop to rest.

Offender

"Bite me."

"Wha? N o, I'm not go-"

"bITE. ME."

He'll beg on his knees if he has to.

It's not even a sexual thing, he just wants to experience the feeling of being bitten by a vampire.

He can't be transformed into a vampire, either.

Your boyfriend gives up on asking after the 50th attempt.

Not only because you didn't want to bite him, but how much he realized he does not like blood outside of the body.

No matter how hard he tried to coax himself into thinking "aw yeah sexy vampire sucking blood", Offender can't help but grow pale at the sight of the crimson liquid dribbling down your chin.

He tries to avoid you while you drink at home, but other than that it doesn't put a damper on your relationship.

Well, besides him getting jealous of your victims.

Dr. Smiley

He's always able to spare a few pints of blood for you, whether it'd be his own or from his victims.

If it's a dry season of potential victims, Smiley doesn't have an issue of giving you his own blood, as long as it's not too much.

He might coax you into tasting any organs he doesn't require for his experiments.

Your boyfriend believes they would be more fulfilling for you instead of just a bland blood bag.

Organs have more texture and flavor, or so he's heard from certain acquaintances.

What? It's not weird.

It has to be mentioned that Smiley is somewhat of a neat freak.

There's going to be a light set of rules to where you can drink.

Any carpeted floors you have to put it in a closed container, to make you feel better Smiley also follows this rule with his beverages.

And totally not because he spilled coffee all over the living room carpet.