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nateezfics · 2 years

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PAIRING — mingi x reader

GENRE — smut, angst, forbidden love, fated lovers au, vampire au, fem!reader, vampire!mingi, dom!mingi, sub!reader

WARNINGS — mentions of blood and depictions of gore/wounds, violence (more warnings will come in later parts)

WORD COUNT — 1.4k

SUMMARY — they say you do not choose love, but rather it chooses you. you believe this to be true, because being in love with the very monster you are supposed to hate is not what you would’ve picked for yourself. it’s beautiful to find love in the handsome and kind vampire, but it is heartbreaking. it’s been known from the start that this would only end in blood.

FIC PLAYLIST — blinded by emmit fenn, heart by heart by demi lovato, lovely by billie eilish and khalid

(cover made by the ever wonderful and talented @roseteez )

Hopelessness began to sink into your bones the further you ran. You were going nowhere, so desperately lost within the consuming blackness of the night. The full moon did little to aid your sight. The lush canopy of trees obstructed it’s light, only giving you speckles of light to guide your path. You inwardly cursed yourself for sneaking out of Rainhallow this late, and especially on this night of all nights. The full moon meant trouble; no one from your village ever stepped foot into the woods during this moon cycle. But you did. And as you ran helplessly through the trees, you realized with a heart full of dread that this one stupid decision would inevitably be your last.

You came to a halt, chest rising and falling with frantic breaths, your legs screaming with pain from carrying you for so long. You found a tree at your side to bear your weight against, and it was only then did you realize how tired you truly were. Your dress was in tethers, the rugged forest floor having ripped away at it, leaving it dirty and torn. Your mind raced in attempt to figure out a solution, some way of finding your way back to Rainhallow. You had never snuck this far out of the village, leaving you with no understanding of the terrain you currently found yourself in. You thought of your older brother, Theo, and wondered if he was looking for you. You could only imagine how much he was fretting, and how angry he must have been at you for sneaking away again. Tears welled in your eyes as you thought over him, over how you wouldn’t be able to say farewell to him; how he would lose you much like how you both lost your parents many years ago. A sudden loss with no opportunity to say goodbye.

There was a resounding crack of a fallen tree limb somewhere behind you, and your skin prickled with fear. You started in a run, your exhausted and over used legs moving sluggishly underneath you. You willed yourself to move despite the pain and the hollowness in your lungs. You didn’t know where to go, all you knew was that you needed to stay away from whatever was assailing you. You were unsure of how much more your body would manage. You could tell you were beginning to lose momentum. You navigated blindly through the thick, dark forest while whatever was behind you quickly drew closer. There was only so much more distance your body allowed you to cross before you began to stumble over your own feet. In the obsidian that stretched before you there was a break in the ground, a small cliff that you were unable to notice before your body was sent flying off the edge.

You collided with the unforgiving ground and the impact knocked the air out of your lungs, rendering you helpless. There was a sharp pain in your thigh accompanied by a hot, sticky sensation. There was no way you could have seen through the dark to understand what it was, so you relied on your hand to dig under your dress to feel. You cried out when your hand came in contact with what only could have been a stick that must have plunged into your flesh during the descent. The warmth of your blood poured from the wound, making you curse aloud. You remained there with no strength to pick yourself up, any bit of energy your body had already having been drained from you. Before you could even process what was happening, there was a tall, ominous figure that stood above you. You were met with a sight that instilled fear in your heart and dread in your veins.

Red eyes peered down at you. They glowed bright in the darkness, illuminating the being’s face to show his sickening grin. He looked every bit a predator, and every bit like a vampire. “What is a lady like you doing out so late, hm? The forest is no place for a human to be all alone, especially during a full moon. There’s monsters in these parts, you know.”

You used what little energy you could muster to scramble backwards in an attempt to flee, but he was too quick, and you were too powerless. His large hand encompassed your throat and swiftly you were pulled off the ground to dangle in the air like nothing more than a rag doll. You struggled to free yourself, but to no avail.

“You’re a pretty little thing,” he said while inhaling deeply. “You smell delightful. I cannot wait to feast on you, my dear.” His fangs glimmered in the moonlight, and you fought with all your might as he lowered you down closer to them. But before he could sink his teeth into you, he cried out in agony, causing you to suddenly fall out of his grasp and onto the forest floor.

You groaned as you landed on your injured leg, the pain shooting down the length of your limb. Your head jerked upwards just in time for you to catch the sight of the vampire standing rigid, agony frozen on his features. You gasped when your eyes lowered to his chest to find the most gruesome sight. A hand protruded from his torso and within it rested his lifeless heart. You watched the way the hand jerked itself out from the vampire, and before you could even manage a scream, his head was torn from his shoulders. His body fell to the ground, lifeless and unmoving. Another ominous figure materialized from behind him, and when he stepped into the moonlight, your breath caught in your throat. He was more intimidating than the previous, standing much taller and larger.

“P-please, stay back!” You knew your pleas were useless. There was nothing you could have done. There was nothing that could’ve saved you from your certain demise. You held your breath when he stood above you, his eyes a fiery red and making every muscle in your body stiff with fear. You reflexively shut your eyes as he inclined towards you. Just when you expected the sting of his fangs, you were met with his arms around you instead. You yelped when he suddenly swept you off the ground and into his arms. He held you as if you weighed nothing, and your squirming to free yourself did nothing to affect him. “Put me down!”

He said nothing and turned to begin walking through the forest in the direction you had come from. Your body was tired, and your wound was bleeding too fast. Eventually you resigned yourself to whatever fate lied ahead for you, your head resting against the monster’s chest. He held you carefully as he traveled through the darkness with ease. As time went on, you began to feel less afraid. Maybe it was the loss of blood and the shock of everything that had just happened, but for some odd reason you found yourself losing hold of the fear from earlier. You grew even more confused over what this vampire’s intentions with you could’ve been, but your brain was too foggy to think for too long.

You were on the brink of unconsciousness when the forest suddenly opened, giving way to allow you to take in the familiar sight of Rainhallow. Home. The vampire had taken you home. You heard the dulled sounds of the guards that stood post at the village gates, but you paid no mind to their shouts nor to the way they began to rush towards you. You stared up at the man-like being, enraptured by his otherworldly appearance and his lack of concern for the guards ahead. He stopped and leaned down to gently deposit you onto the ground. He eyed your wound, but gave it no more attention. His eyes found yours, and in that moment your heart stopped. You didn’t know how much time passed between you, but the loud footsteps of the guards broke his gaze from yours. Without another look back or even a word uttered, he ran away back into the forest, leaving you bewildered.

The guards were swift to tend to you, lifting you and carrying you into the village. They were urgent to get you to Theo who had undoubtedly assumed the worst at that point. Your brother’s relief was quick to fade into anger at you, but despite his shouts in your ear all you were concerned about was him, the vampire who had just saved your life. You withheld that information from your brother, even after all of his pestering questions. But deep in your heart you’d never forget his face and what he did for you.

You would always remember him.

To be continued…

AUTHOR’S NOTE — the long awaited mingi fic is here!! well, part of it lol. the fic is very much unfinished despite that i have been working on it for a year :’) i’m struggling to get it fully finished because it’s taking a lot out of me since this fic is so plot heavy. i have much more than this written and it’s going to end up being a bit of a hefty fic. so i’ve decided to split it in parts. this way i can at least post something and get some of this fic posted lol. i know this part is a little vague, but i hope you still enjoyed part one, and i hope you can all look forward to part two! y’all have no idea how happy i am to be posting this, even if it’s just a little piece of the whole thing :’)

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jamdoughnutmagician · 5 months

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A Slice Of Life (Waitress AU) Part 5

Doctor!Steve Harrington x Waitress!Reader

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Warnings:18+, There is smut in this chapter, oral sex (F Recieving) and sex, read at your own discretion, and if you want anything tagged, don't hesitate to shoot me a message.

Word Count:2,488

*dividers by @saradika-graphics

Masterlist // Steve Harrington Masterlist

You had both agreed that having sex in his doctor’s office wasn’t the ideal place to be hooking up in. God forbid either of you get caught out.

So Steve had invited you back to his place and you had called the day off work, feigning that the morning sickness had left you barely unable to leave the house. You practically pounced on him the moment you set foot through the door, his strong arms holding you up easily as he carried you to his bedroom.

He wasted no time in slipping you out of your clothes, pulling your dress over your shoulders, leaving you in only your bra and panties.

He brushes a fallen strand of hair from your face, as his hand gently cradles your head in his hand, brushing his lips against yours in a desperate kiss.

As you pull away from his kiss, you reach behind your back to snap the clasp of your bra before stepping out of your panties and making yourself comfortable against the soft sheets of his bed, as you had done before.

Because this wasn’t the first time you had been laid back, totally naked, on the bed of Doctor Steve Harrington.

He strips himself of his clothes before taking his place on the bed, holding his body above yours. Kissing your lips once more before his lips trail their way down your body. A soft kiss is pressed to the swell of your breast, his teasing tongue sweeping around one of your nipples, flicking over it until it becomes a hardened peak, before he moves to the other breast to give it the same affection.

His lips descend lower still, kissing down the small, yet growing, curve of your stomach. Touching you with a kind gentless, the likes of which from Billy you were unfamiliar.

He places one delicate kiss into the soft thatch of hair between your thighs, before he’s tongue is delving between your folds, licking from the bottom right up to the top, flicking his tongue over your cit a few times and sucking it between his perfectly plump and pretty pink lips. He releases your clit with a wet pop as his tongue goes back to tracing over your lips, lapping up the wetness of your arousal.

“Taste so fucking sweet..” he murmurs against you, working you closer to your high with every pass of his tongue.

You find yourself reaching down to tangle your fingers in his messy crop of hair, needing something to keep you grounded as Steve feasted between your thighs like you were the last meal on earth.

“Think you can take one of my fingers darling?” he asks, never daring to pull away from your wet cunt.

You’re almost beyond words, with your chest heaving with gasping breaths of pleasure, your only response is a keen nod of your head and a breathy whine of ‘please’ falling from your lips.

He eases one of his thick fingers into your tight wet heat as his tongue softly kitten licks over your clit, letting you adjust to the feeling, before he’s crooking his finger upwards, brushing against that spot inside you that has your thighs twitching to close around his head.

You feel his lips curl into a smirk against you, knowing that he has you right where he wants you. Teetering on the very edge of pleasure, ready to give it all to him.

Steve doubles down in his efforts, once again tracing your pussy with his talented tongue and sucking on your clit with his pretty pink lips, his finger applying just the right pressure against that spot inside you.

It didn’t take very much more than that before you were coming for him, pulsing around his finger, and soaking his face with a wet gush. The knot in your stomach snapping, as you rode out the shuddering shocks of your orgasm against your lover’s face.

He pulls away from you with a lazy smirk on his face, your eyes eagerly watching him as his tongue darts out, tasting the glistening arousal you’d left on his lips.

You inch yourself closer to him, your hand moving forward to where his cock is pressed up against his soft tummy, pearlescent beads of pre-cum pooling from his flushed tip.

“Your turn now, Stevie” you say in your best seductive tone as you start to sink to your knees in front of him before he reaches out to you, a gentle hand laid on your shoulder.

“As much as I would love that, and trust me I would love it a hell of a lot, I really need to be inside you now.” He says from under his crop of mussed hair.

“B-but shouldn’t I return the favour? That’s how things are supposed to go.” you say, suddenly feeling unsure of yourself under his lustful glare. Billy hardly ever went down on you, you could probably count the amount of time that he did on the fingers of one hand. The times that Billy did do it, it was only ever because he would expect, almost demand, the deed to be returned. Billy never did anything without there being something in it for him in return.

“You don’t have to do anything for me, Honey. This isn’t some kind of trade-off, I just want to make you feel good. You deserve to feel good.” Steve said earnestly, kissing away your worries with a simple peck of your lips.

Allowing your body to settle back against the bed, your head laid on the fluffy pillows, Steve takes his place above you, one hand on your hip, the other hand working a fist over his stiff cock before lining himself up with your entrance. He slowly pushes into you, inch by inch, giving you all the time in the world to adjust to how perfectly he fills you. He presses forward even more, until he’s completely sheathed in your wet heat

He pulls back, testing the waters with a few shallow, exploratory thrusts before he feels your legs wrapping around his hips, your heels digging into his lower back, urging his movements.

Soon enough he's snapping into you with heavy, precise thrusts, filling you with every inch of his pulsing cock. Caging you underneath him, in the security of his strong arms, his fingers brushing the delicate strands of hair from your face, before sweetly kissing your lips. The loving and tender way in which he looked at you, with that sparkling glint in his hazel-brown eyes, is in complete contrast with the heavy pounding of his hips meeting yours.

“Christ, Honey..You feel so fuckin’ tight..” he runs his mouth as he ruts into you.

It’s all you can do to hang on to him, your fingers sinking into his broad shoulders, your nails leaving half-moon indents in his freckled skin. Your moans are nothing more than a breathy whine as you near your high.

Slipping your hand between your joined bodies, your fingers are quick to work precise circles around your clit, adding just the right amount of pressure to have you falling over the edge of pleasure. Your high rushing over you as you squeeze around Steve’s cock with a shuddering orgasm

He isn’t far behind you, as he pushes himself into you one more time before he’s spilling inside you, pulsing ropes of his release into your core.

He kisses your lips tenderly once more before he’s pulling out of you with a sensitive hiss.

For the moment he lies down beside you on the bed, as you cuddle up to him, both of you catching your breaths in comfortable silence.

You can’t help but let yourself wish that it could always be like this. Wish that you’d never met Billy, and that this blissful moment in the arms of a man who made you feel so safe was always your reality.

That day you walked into work with a wide smile on your face, this little secret between you and Steve, both happily existing in your own little bubble, away from everyone else.

It was an early start, finding yourself in the diner’s kitchen alongside Robin, and Nancy as you prepared the selection of pies for the day.

Kneading the pastry under your hands, you mind thinks back to how Steve, and how gentle his hands had been as he gripped your hips. Hardly able to contain the smile on your face.

“What’s got you smiling like that, huh?” Nancy pokes, nudging you with her elbow.

“Oh it’s nothing, really.” you dismiss her with a shake of your head. “Besides, it’s not me you should be talking to, it’s Robin.” you say, turning to look at her blushing, freckled cheeks.

You had seen Robin walking hand-in-hand with Chrissy, the pretty girl from the diner, one morning as you were on the way to one of your appointments with Steve.

“Robin, do you have something to share?” Nancy prys.

“Well, you remember Chrissy, don’t you?” she starts as both you and Nancy nod your head. “Well we’ve been on a few dates and it’s going really well, I really like her. She’s sweet.” she flushes as she talks, almost as if she’d never gotten over the crush that she had on here in high school.

“That’s wonderful!” Nancy cheers.

“Really, Rob, I’m pleased for you.” you add on.

“Aw thank you girls, that really means a whole lot to me.” She smiles broadly. “Can you put this pie in the oven with the rest of the fruit ones? I need to head to the bathroom for a moment.” and with that she waltzes out.

“I suppose I should be off too, I’ve got to go tell Hopper about the baby. Wish me luck.” you sigh.

You hadn’t been looking forward to having this conversation with your boss, Hopper could be a very snappy, snarky and abrasive person, so telling him about your situation could really go any way.

“Good luck darling!” Nancy calls out over your shoulder as you leave.

Hopper stood there, hand on his hips as he looked down at you.

“What is it you gotta say to me, huh?” he grumbles out.

“It seems as though I’m about five months pregnant now..” you begin to say.

“Yeah and?” he clips back quickly.

“Well, I just thought I should tell you, that’s all.” you say.

“I already knew, I mean, look at you. What’d you think? You thought that I would think that you went and got fat all of a sudden?”

What were you supposed to say to that?

“Look, so long as you’re able to bake pies and carry trays, I couldn’t care less if you give birth while doing it.”

“Well thank you, I think? That’s a relief of my shoulders” you sigh with a slump.

“..And good luck with this baby, I know how scared I was with my first one, god knows I didn’t have a clue what I was doing, but you do, you’re smart. You’ve got a good head on those shoulders, Lady, you’ve got this.” he nods.

“Thanks, Hop. Y’know, you’re not as bad of a guy as people make you out to be.”

“I appreciate that. Now get back to work, those customers aren’t going to feed themselves.”

Whizzing around with a tray full of drinks you place down a tall glass of water in front of Joyce, ice cubes clinking against each other as you do.

“How’re you doing today, Joyce?”

“Same as always, and how are you darling? Hope that baby’s not giving you too much trouble anymore.” she returns the question.

“I’m doing well, thanks. If you’re talking about the morning sickness, no, I think I’m just about over that now, thankfully.”

“Well, that’s good to hear.” she nods. “..and how’s the bad husband?” she asks the second question is an almost hushed whisper.

“Still as awful as before. No changes there.” you huff.

“..and how’s your man on the side? Don’t try to deny it, I saw a very handsome young man drop you off at work with a less than friendly kiss the other morning.” she gives you a knowing smirk. “Now, I don’t expect you to listen to little ‘ol me, but just a bit of advice, be careful out there. I used to be just like you, a young woman with a baby and a bad husband. Sometimes the best thing you can do is to be strong and do what’s right for you, even if it seems like the hardest thing to do.”

“Thanks, Joyce.” you say with a nod, you always did have a soft spot for her, and she always had a kind word for you. “Now what can I get for you today, huh?”

“Oh I think I’ll have a slice of your zany zinger pie, please. That’s always my favourite one that you make. I always look forward to Wednesdays because I know I’m going to have a slice!” She smiles brightly. “You could solve all the problems in the world with a pie like that.”

‘Zany Zinger’ pie, a buttery, ginger biscuit crumb shell filled with tart lime curd and topped with a fluffy, marshmallowy meringue topping. Finished off with a few shavings of lime zest for that extra kick.

“That’s kind of you to say, Joyce, but you’re making too much of it, it’s just a pie.”

“It’s so much more than that. ..And not just that pie, but every pie you make. Every pie you make is a perfect balance of flavours and textures, where sweet meets savoury, and combinations I wouldn’t even dare think to put together, but they work, and they work because you’re smart. You know what you’re doing and you love what you’re doing. Everything you make is made with love. That’s the most important ingredient.”

“Well then, I best go get you that pie that you’re waiting on, shouldn’t I?” and with that you were off, heading to the kitchen to get Joyce’s order. At least you would’ve done, had Nancy not tapped you on your shoulder on the way.

“There’s a man on table 7, said he was very insistent on you serving him today. I told him you’d be right over.” She says nodding her head towards the table.

You cast your eyes over to table 7, and sat there in his seat offering you a kind smile and a wave is Steve. Steve Harrington. Doctor Steve Harrington, visiting you at work. It was one thing to be having an affair with him, but now he was showing up to your place of work. Your heart raced, surely this went against everything you two had been doing? Sneaking around and hooking up? And now here he was, sitting at the table, waiting for you to take his order.

How on earth was this conversation going to go?

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