is there any chance of getting vampire daddies 🤧💔
idk if this is what you meant...but I've been really wanting to do a mom reader and a lil bb <3
Vampire (Levi) x Single mom reader
Word Count: 2.5k
W: some violence and minor character death, drugging, kidnapping, babynapping, cute baby, sfw vampire fluff, small character injury
“What is she doing here?!” your client Levi Prishdarov growled, baring his vampire fangs at the bundle on your back. He was a massive vampire, looming over the two of you at something like 7 feet tall. His jet black hair hung around his shoulders in loose waves, brushing the red silk house jacket that matched his eyes. It hung open, revealing his alabaster chest, looking like a carved Greek statue.
Behind you, your six month old daughter, Meryl babbled baby speak and yanked on your hair, pointing at him with one small finger.
“Daaaa!”
You gave Levi an apologetic smile.
“Sorry Mr. Prishdarov,” you said quickly, pulling your arms out of the fish tank you were working on and wiping them on a rag, “her son-of-a-bitch father ran off, so Meryl’s gonna have to come with me on my runs for a while, I hope you don’t mind. I promise she won’t disrupt my work.”
You hadn’t meant to be so candid with the Lord of the largest vampire clan in the area, but you’d been under a lot of stress recently. You’d just gotten out of a relationship with your asshole ex fiance after he decided six months after Meryl was born that monogamy and fatherhood were not for him.
He left you high and dry with a business to run on your own and a baby. He’d taken off with everything in your bank account, so you didn’t even have any of your savings for daycare. Fortunately Meryl was at least big enough to ride on your back while you went around town servicing fish tanks.
When people asked you about her you’d given up on pulling your punches and trying to talk delicately about the situation. You had no choice but to bring her with you, so you needed all the sympathy and understanding you could get. Occasionally she cried or you had to change her diaper, which wasn't a good look.
He wrinkled his nose at your daughter and took a step forward, examining her. He poked her cheek with a large, cold finger and her eyes got big. She grabbed the digit with her tiny chubby hand and stuck it in her mouth to chew. His cold skin probably felt nice on her poor little gums, sore from teething.
“You don’t have a wet nurse?” he asked.
You chuckled.
“I don’t think they’ve had those around for a hundred years, sir,” you laughed.
“So you are just carrying her around with you? Exposing her to germs and strangers?!” he gasped.
You shrugged, handing her a bit of clean tubing to play with in hopes she would release Levi’s finger.
“I think she’ll be fine,” you assured mostly yourself, but it did concern you that you had to go to all these different places with her. This wasn’t the vision of motherhood you imagined, toting her around like luggage to your jobs, but it was nice spending time with her and she was a happy baby, smiling at everyone and collecting pats.
The hardest part so far had been keeping her out of your clients hands while you worked and in her carrier. They had a tendency to pick her up and tote her off throughout the house. There were odd selfies of her all over instagram with her fans. You worried about her being exposed to so many people, but you were dancing on a delicate line.
Levi glared at the two of you, so you quickly finished up your work to make yourself scarce. Not everybody liked babies and you weren’t surprised a vampire lord would be a little miffed by one.
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“Here comes the choo-choo!” you giggled, aiming the little spoon of baby food at Meryl’s mouth. It had been a long day running all around town to refill tanks with salt water, feed and restock fish, and do all the other things a fish tank service person did all with a little cinnamon roll wriggling on your back.
Fortunately, all the activity had made her sleepy and she was barely keeping her eyes open as you tried to coax her into eating her mashed peaches as you held her, sitting on the bumper of your van.
You had one more stop for the day, at the house you were parked in front of, and then you could take her home, make dinner, and the both of you could crash until she woke up hungry again.
You stretched, before strapping a sleepy Meryl back to you and knocking on the door.
“Hello Mr. Gujek,” you said to the orc standing there. He frowned down at you.
“Is that a baby?” he asked.
“She’s my daughter,” you clarified, “her name is Meryl, but she won’t get in my way, she’s passed out.”
He didn’t look happy, but you ignored it. It was the end of the day and you wanted to get this last job over with so you could get home.
“Can’t you leave it in the van?” he asked.
You glared at him, setting your things up by his thousand gallon arowana tank.
“I am not leaving her in the van,” you snapped just as harshly as you meant to, “she’s fast asleep. She won’t cause any trouble.”
The orc seemed extremely put out, but again, you brushed it off. It was the end of the day, you didn’t really have the patience to get into a long discussion about anything. All Mr. Gujek needed was a filter change and to administer some medicine for fin rot. You’d be out of there in fifteen minutes.
He disappeared for a moment, leaving you with the fish, then reappeared a minute later holding a cup of coffee.
“I’m sorry about that, I wasn’t expecting you to bring your baby. I was just surprised…” he trailed off more gently, “you must be tired. Have some coffee.”
You glanced at him from beside the tank and accepted the cup without thinking, taking a sip. Coffee was exactly what you needed after such a long day.
“Thanks Mr. Gujek, you have no idea how much I needed this,” you chuckled, throwing back a bit more.
He gave you a tight smile. You went back to replacing the filter, balancing the cup on the tank stand only distance suddenly seemed wonky. As you moved your hands they seemed further and further away and less and less responsive to your brain’s orders.
“Huh?” you murmured and then the world got swimmy.
You immediately thought of Meryl, pulling her safely to your front in the wrap you carried her in, as you started to sink the floor, the world getting foggy. Your last thoughts were of protecting her head with your hands as you hit the ground and things went dark.
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“I didn’t know she was going to have a baby with her,” Mr. Gujek’s voice snarled at someone.
Your eyes felt itchy and dry and it took you some time to get them open.
“I’m not killing a baby,” he said, “that’s why I called you. Can’t you do something with it? Sell it or raise it as livestock or something? I just want the woman. Just don’t…you know…murder it…that’s bad karma...no, it’s not the same as kidnapping! Whatever, hurry up and get over here!”
You shook your head, trying to chase the fogginess away but it felt like it weighed a thousand pounds.
“Meryl…?” you groaned, trying to look around, your panic slowly growing as you realized you couldn’t move your arms and legs and Meryl wasn’t in them.
You were in a bedroom, chained to a modern, nice bed with a cushioned headboard and expensive sheets.
“Meryl?!” you cried, looking around. You didn’t see her anywhere! You went into full on panic mode, screaming and fighting your restraints until your bones started popping. You were considering whether or not you could break your thumbs to get out of the manacles when Mr. Gujek appeared in the doorway holding your baby in one arm.
She was such a tiny little thing compared to the massive orc, it set off every protective bone in your body.
“Give her to me!” you demanded, “give me my daughter!”
He gave you a chilly smile.
“You should probably stop thinking of it as yours,” he smirked, looking down at her, “when its new master arrives it’ll belong to him.”
She glared up at him, tears building in her wet little eyes and it broke your heart. His disgusting hands on her were worse than her father leaving. She waved her little fists as if she could fight him off.
“This is sick you bastard!” you screeched, tears clouding your vision, “I’ll do anything! Anything you want, please just don’t take her away!”
He crossed the room and sank into the bed next to you.
“You shouldn’t have had a baby,” he pouted, and Meryl started to sniffle in his arms, “Only I get to breed you…but it is good to know you are fertile. Now there’s no question of that. Don’t be sad. I’ll give you plenty of little ones to love, strong orc babies, better than this one.”
You heard the doorbell ring and the orc eagerly hopped up as if a pizza had arrived. You heard the front door open and a muffled question.
“May I come in?”
“Come on,” the orc said, “I want to get this over with so I can get to playing with my new toy.”
You heard Meryl crying and the sound of something wet tearing. Was it fabric? Flesh? Your heart pounded and tears rolled down your cheeks. Meryl! Meryl had to be okay!
You struggled with the restraints, trying to keep at the front of your mind that if she was still crying she was alive. You could get to her, you just had to try harder. Pain radiated up your arms as you tried to force your hands through the metal cuffs and blood leaked down your wrists as they scraped your skin.
There was a wet gurgle and a thunk, then silence and you froze, tears plummeting down your cheeks.
“Meryl…?” you whispered as your heart went ice cold.
Heavy bootsteps stomped through the hallway, getting closer and closer until a tall dark figure appeared in the doorway.
“Meryl!” you shrieked, seeing her before even seeing the male holding her.
She was propped in the crook of Levi’s large arm, chewing on his finger happily. His other hand was dripping blood. The collar of his white shirt with soaked with it and the sleeve of his suit jacket was dark.
He frowned at you and crossed the room quickly, holding your little nugget under his arm like a china football as he yanked the chains holding you to the bed, snapping them like threads. You held your loose arms out for your baby and he passed her to you. You didn’t even notice him looking you over for injuries and growling at the lacerations on your wrists.
“Oh thank goodness!” you sobbed, holding her to your chest and covering her with kisses.
Finally it occurred to you that it was odd Levi was there and you looked up at him.
“What are you doing here?” you asked.
He frowned down at you, looking not in the least bit amused.
“The orc wanted to sell me Meryl,” he said, scooping you both up in his arms and carrying you out of the bedroom. You hid Meryl’s face and tried to swallow down the bile that rose as you passed the mess the vampire had made of the orc and left in the hall. His limbs were all over the place and blood was splattered on the walls.
When you got outside he passed your work van and headed directly to his limousine. He washed the bloody hand with some supplies he pulled from a small compartment in the vehicle and started dabbing your wrists with whatever cleanser he kept.
“But…I need to take my van home…” you started to say, but trailed off as his red eyes focused on you.
“I’ll have someone come collect it, the rest of your things are already being taken to my house,” he said.
“Y-you’re house?” you asked.
He looked down at you evenly.
“My daughter and wife are not going to be running around town going in and out of stranger’s homes,” he said with distaste, “as you can see it’s dangerous. You’ll stay at home where it’s safe.”
“Wait…what?! You’re what?!” you asked, “We have a home!”
He nodded.
“I’m glad we’re on the same page.”
“I’m not your wife, though,” you said.
He cocked his head.
“According to the state of (Y/S) you are, Mrs. Prishdarov,” he said, more cheerful than you’d ever seen him in all the years you’d cared for his stingrays.
You shivered and narrowed your eyes at him.
“You’re not going to eat us, are you?” you asked, suspiciously and he laughed out loud, displaying a smile you’d never seen before that was very handsome.
“I’m not going to eat my wife and child,” he said, matter-of-factly, picking up Meryl’s tiny hand between two fingers and gently shaking it, “am I, little baby bat? You are not for eating! You are for spoiling! You are going to be the most spoiled insufferable little girl in the whole world.”
He looked at her with absolute adoration.
“Daaaaa!” she gurgled, gripping his finger in her much smaller ones and pushing it in her mouth.
“I don’t understand. Why are you doing this?” you asked as you stared in awe as your little child innocently chewed on the vampire’s digit that had only moments ago been ripping apart an orc twenty times her size.
His eyes flashed and his opposite hand found your cheek, his cool fingers drifting down your face.
“Because I’ve been watching you,” he said smiling, “since you suggested the rays to me in the fish store. I’ve become fascinated with you.”
You'd met Levi at the fish store you'd worked at a few years earlier before your business had taken off. It was a high end boutique for salt water fish and you'd sold him on the stingrays.
They'd always been your favorite and you'd wanted some yourself, but there was no chance you would ever have the money for an enclosure large enough.
You had no idea, the entire time you'd been coming over to his house, servicing his fish tank Levi had been growing more and more attached to you. He'd pined after you, especially, while you were pregnant and delicate, infuriated that your fiance let the little, round mother of his child waddle from house to house working on fishtanks. He sighed.
“I thought I had more time to seduce you after I ate- I mean, I-ah, since…whatever his name was…disappeared,” he frowned, “but of course a pretty thing like you would be popular and attract all the wrong sort. That’s the curse of beautiful women, isn’t it?”
Your eyes widened at him.
“B-but I’m human…” you said.
Surely a vampire clan lord didn’t want a mere human and her baby.
“And you will remain so until you’re done nursing…then we’ll discuss a more permanent arrangement,” he replied.
You gasped.
“A more…permanent-”
“Shhh, you are very tired my little guppy,” he cooed and you felt your eyes getting heavy as he looked into them with his swirling irises.
No! Not again! You tried to fight it, but your world went foggy and your hands went limp around Meryl. When you were asleep, Levi arranged you against his chest and smiled down at his new baby girls.
“Daaadaaa!” Meryl babbled sweetly at him as she tried to grab at his fangs.
“That's right! Don't tell your mama but I killed your sperm donor, little baby bat,” he said in his own baby voice, gazing into Meryl's big eyes and gently wiggling her tiny toes.
He lifted her chubby little foot to nibble it and smiled, “now I’m your daddy. Can you say dad-dee?”
She stuck her foot in her mouth and waved at him with her pudgy hands.
"Daaaaaaa-drrrreeeee," she tried and they both grinned.
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