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[dakusan]

📁 ASK D U M P 𓆩🩸𓆪 20 JUNE 2025

💉 TODAY'S ASK DUMP IS IN SESSION.

You sent offerings. I licked the envelope. Now your secrets live in my bloodstream.

Today’s spread is a banquet of biting, brat taming, creative meltdowns, psychic blood girls, cult curiosities, and vamps who do not play when you get grazed by another. Some of you want fluff. Some of you want fangs. Some of you want to be rearranged like furniture.

Either way, you’re getting fed. So kneel. Let’s begin.

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🌹💚 ANONS LOGGED: “does your vampire universe come with bonus ghosts or should we bring our own?”

To 💚anon and 🌹anon (because you asked similarly the same question so i decided to answer in one ask)—welcome, welcome, you’ve come to the right place. Let’s open the floorboards, sharpen the ritual knives, and talk about the supernatural landscape of the vampire!SKZ universe.

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🕯️DO OTHER BEINGS EXIST IN THIS UNIVERSE?

YES. YES. GOD, YES. The vampire world is just the beginning. This universe is bigger, older, and infinitely stranger than anyone knows. You’ve got:

Witches (of course): not wand-waving Disney types—real, bone-deep witches who specialize in blood contracts, dream walking, resurrection spells, scent-binding, and veilcraft. Some are born, some are made. Most keep to hidden covens or disguise themselves in plain sight.

Shifters: Wolves, crows, serpents, and others bound to ancient pacts. Most are wildborn, tethered to territory and nature. Some work alongside vampire houses. Some are hunted.

Fae: Rare. Terrifying. Beautiful in that you’ll-never-leave-the-woods-again kind of way. Vampires don’t trust them. Fae magic doesn’t follow vampire laws—it rewrites them.

Oracles: Human-born, often unstable, marked by prophecy and plagued by visions. Vampires call them “Thread-Touched.” Their blood is dangerous—sometimes fatal, sometimes divine.

Demons: Not horns and hellfire—think contracts, echoes, bargains. Most live between realms. Some possess. Some inhabit. They know the old vampire families by name.

Ghosts, revenants, and dream-stalkers: The veil between life and death? Thin. And the vampire world is constantly poking it.

👁���WHAT IF THE BLOOD DOLL IS "IN TUNE"?

Oh baby. If the blood doll is an empath… or worse, a sleeper oracle? Someone who dreams of shadows that aren’t glamour-induced, sees things no one else sees, draws sigils and faces from another plane??

The boys lose their goddamn minds.

🩸HOW VAMPIRE!SKZ REACT:

Bang Chan He knows you're not normal. He saw it in your scent the first time. When you whisper a warning that turns out to be true—when you draw a sigil you’ve never learned—he gets quiet. He locks your blood samples in a vault. Has the coven run tests. Has Nocte Labs flag your name in red. And when you say “something’s coming”? He believes you. He prepares for war.

Minho He watches. Doesn't speak on it. But every time you start muttering about shadows at 3am, he sets salt around the bed. One night you wake up sobbing from a dream and find a knife under your pillow. He won’t explain it. He just says:

“Next time, stab first.”

Changbin Immediately starts cataloguing your symptoms like a case study—until he realizes your “delusions” are predictions. He starts dreaming when he drinks from you. Nightmares. You see them too. He won’t say it, but he’s scared. And in awe. And so, so protective now.

Hyunjin You're haunted. He knows. So is he. He draws the things you mutter in your sleep. Sketches them into whole murals. Sometimes your hands move at the same time. Sometimes your eyes go blank and he whispers, “tell me what you see.”

Jisung He jokes at first. “My baby’s got a ghost friend.” But when the glamours stop working on you he goes silent. He builds you a dreamcatcher from obsidian and bone. You hang it. The dreams get louder.

Felix Felix has seen these beings before. The shadows in your dreams? He met them. He ran from them. When you speak their names in your sleep, he clutches your wrist and says, “Don’t say it again. Even here.”

Seungmin He reads every book on empathic blood types, oracular trauma, and veil disturbances. He logs your episodes. He treats you like a rare artefact… but never lets you feel like a freak.

“If something’s coming, I’d rather face it next to you than blind.”

Jeongin You scare him at first. Not because he thinks you’re evil—because you feel like a mirror. You whisper things he’s never told anyone. You write things he hasn’t lived yet. And he tells you, gently: “I think we’re the same kind of wrong.”

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💚🌹Anons—you opened the gates. Will I do a deep dive into these mythical beings? Who knows. Not any time soon that's for sure.

Thank you for the ask lovelies. stay hydrated in this heat 💋🦇

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🌀 COLLIN-THEGREAT LOGGED: “what if I topped a vampire but he was actually just letting me think I topped a vampire?”

OKAY COLLIN-THEGREAT—first of all?? You had me at “unstable human who loves a little mind fuck” because THAT IS THE ENERGY WE RUN ON HERE. 🩸💦🧠 Second of all?? YOU WANT DOMMIE BLOOD DOLL Y/N??? You want to flip the script on the apex predators??? You want to tug a vampire’s leash and see who moans first???

LET’S GO.

⚠️ warnings: 18+ MINOR DNI, smut, dom/sub dynamics, mild bondage, primal themes, blood kink (vampire lore), possessiveness. all consensual. all feral.

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💋WHAT HAPPENS WHEN Y/N TRIES TO TAKE CONTROL DURING SEX (vampire!SKZ edition)

🩸 Bang Chan

You straddle him. You lean in close. You whisper, “Tonight, I’m calling the shots.”

He smiles. Slow. Lazy. Deadly. “Okay, sweetheart. Let’s see how long you last.”

Let you think you’re in control for five minutes flat. He’s watching. Studying. You tie his wrists? He’ll stay still—until you slip. He’ll grind up into you just once, and suddenly your rhythm’s his, your orgasm’s right there, and his voice is in your ear saying: “Control isn’t about who’s on top. It’s about who breaks first. Wanna try again?”

Subby? Never. Let you pretend? Oh, absolutely. Secretly obsessed with your dominance streak? Completely. Will use it to destroy you later? 100%.

🩸 Lee Minho

You pull him by the collar of his shirt. You try to pin his wrists. You want to see the predator submit.

He laughs.

“Darling. You want to top a vampire built to break bones?”

But when you command him? When you look him dead in the eyes and say, “On your knees”—he goes still. He kneels. Slowly. But not because he’s yours.

Because he wants to see what kind of god you think you are. And then he'll worship you. Worship you wrong.

“I’ll obey. But don’t beg for mercy when you forget who you’re riding.”

🩸 Seo Changbin

You tell him you’re setting the pace tonight.

He leans back. Smirks. Spreads his thighs. “Go on then. Do your worst.”

He lives for it. You being greedy? Desperate? Riding his cock? Grinding over his abs with your hands on his chest?? YES.

He won’t stop you. But he will tease you relentlessly.

“This what you wanted, baby? You look so cute when you’re trying to be in charge.” “You wanna use me? Go ahead. Just remember who’s gonna flip you over when you’re done.”

A+ for enthusiastic consent and ruinous comebacks.

🩸 Hwang Hyunjin

You tie him down. Tell him not to move. Not to bite. Not to speak.

He moans.

He wants to be wrecked. He wants to be worshipped. He wants to look up at you, flushed and trembling, saying “Is this what you wanted?” But make no mistake—if you falter even once, he’ll snap the restraints with his teeth and flip you so fast your lungs forget how to work.

“You wanted a pet, didn’t you?… But pets bite, darling.”

🩸 Han Jisung

He’s SO INTO IT. He’ll let you sit on his face. He’ll moan under you. He’ll beg to taste you. To fuck you.

But the second you think you’re fully in control? He flips you with a laugh and pins you to the mattress like a fucking wrestler.

“You were doing so good, baby. But now it’s my turn.”

🩸 Lee Felix

You straddle him. Tell him to lie still. Keep his hands off. You trail your fingers over his chest and whisper, “You're mine tonight.”

And he just smiles. Bright. Sweet. Like he’s never done anything wrong in his life.

“Okay, baby. Tell me what to do.”

But something in his voice clicks. Something in his eyes says, this is a trap. He lets you use him—grind on him, ride him, take what you need—and he moans like he’s thankful for it.

But when you come undone? When your pace falters, when your thighs shake, when your breath catches? His hands suddenly grip your hips. Hard. And he whispers against your throat: “My turn.”

🩸 Kim Seungmin

He lets you think you’ve won. You’re grinding on him. Whimpering in his lap. Telling him to shut up and be good.

He’s quiet. Watching. And then he says, low and deadly: “You think I’m obedient just because I don’t speak?”

He’ll give you exactly what you want—until it’s no longer what you need. Then it’s over. He’ll flip the script, flip you, and you’ll be begging him to finish what you started.

Seungmin is dangerous when provoked. Loves the illusion of surrender.

🩸 Yang Jeongin

At first, he blushes when you take control. He lets you pin him. Lets you ride. Lets you whisper filth in his ear.

But the second he catches the scent of your slick and your heartbeat stutters—Something in him breaks open. His eyes go sharp. His smile goes slow. Too slow. You see the fangs—just barely peeking. And then he tilts his head and says: “You wanna be in charge?… Then take it, baby. Before I do.”

It is at that moment, you realize you’ve awakened something, and it’s not stopping. He doesn’t flip you. He lets you stay on top—lets you think it’s still yours—while he drags moans from your chest and wrecks you from underneath with lethal sweetness.

“Told you I could be good... But it’s so much more fun when I’m not.”

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YOU’RE WELCOME. STAY HORNY. STAY DELIRIOUS. AND NEVER TRUST A SUBMISSIVE VAMPIRE. 🥀

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🍓 ANON LOGGED: “currently one intrusive thought away from sobbing… can Chan hug me and tsundere Lino call me annoying in a loving way?”

AWW ANON 😭💖 come here. First of all: YOU’RE SO LOVED. Second: I am absolutely giving you both soft Chan and tsundere Minho. You deserve fluff so powerful it wraps around your anxiety like a blanket fresh out the dryer.

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Bang Chan

You’re overwhelmed. Your chest feels too tight. The world’s too loud. Everything’s shaking—maybe even your hands.

And then he finds you. Doesn’t say anything at first. Just drops to his knees in front of you. Takes your hands in his, thumbs brushing the inside of your wrists, grounding you.

“Hey, hey… I got you. You’re okay. Just breathe, alright?”

He pulls you into his lap. Wraps his arms around your back. Rocks you—slow and steady, like you’re the only rhythm he knows. His hoodie smells like vanilla and something warm, and his heartbeat is so steady it calms your own.

“It's okay. I am here. I'm staying. Let me hold you, take it all out. I'll listen.”

When you finally look up, there are no questions in his eyes. Just that soft, half-smile—the one he saves for when he’s proud of you. And he presses a kiss to your forehead like he’s sealing you back together.

Lee Minho

You try to hide how bad it is. Of course you do. Minho notices immediately.

“Why are you making that face?”

“I’m fine.”

“That’s what people say when they’re definitely not.”

You try to laugh it off. He glares at you. Mutters something under his breath. Storms out of the room.

You think you scared him off.

Then he comes back.

With your favourite snack. Your cosiest blanket. A little heat pack that smells faintly of lavender. And he throws it all down next to you on the bed like he’s annoyed with it—then sighs and sits beside you, cross-legged and arms folded.

“I’m not good at this, okay?”

“But you don’t have to act happy around me. Just be you. Even if you’re sad. I’ll deal with it.”

His hand finds yours and he squeezes gently. You lean on his shoulder. He doesn't move. Doesn’t flinch. Just sits there quietly, letting you cry if you need to, while the show in the background on the tv plays and the soft glow of the screen washes over both of you.

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🥹 I hope this helps even a little bit. 💌 Sending you soft hoodie hugs and forehead kisses

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🐈 ANON LOGGED: “what if someone even thinks about touching her—do they die fast or slow?”

OH 🐈ANON. YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS WHEN SOME mortal fool lays even a finger on the blood doll that belongs to the most dangerous vampire syndicate alive? You want to know what happens when someone thinks they can just graze her wrist or breathe too close like she isn’t marked, claimed, and watched from every shadow?

OH, BABY. Let me show you what unholy wrath looks like.

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🩸 WHAT VAMPIRE!SKZ DO WHEN SOMEONE CROSSES THE LINE WITH HER (even a little)

Bang Chan The second it happens—before you even flinch—Chan has already seen it. He doesn't raise his voice. Doesn't even move fast. He just walks over calmly and says: “You touched what’s mine.”

And then it’s over.

The offender doesn’t even scream—Chan has them on the ground, one hand around their throat, other hand drenched in blood. When he looks up at you after?

“You okay, sweetheart?” “...No one touches you but me. Ever.”

He’ll carry you home. Soothe your nerves. And the next morning, that person’s name is wiped off every database like they never existed.

Lee Minho He doesn’t blink. Doesn’t breathe. Doesn’t speak. He simply walks over—slow, graceful, terrifying.

And with a soft, elegant voice: “Did you mean to do that? Or should I remove your hands just in case?”

You blink. And suddenly the person’s arm is dislocated, shattered from the inside. He brushes your shoulder off with his fingers like the touch contaminated you.

Then he leans in close to you and whispers: “I’d never let anyone defile you. You’re sacred to me.”

Seo Changbin He’s already halfway to feral. The second someone touches you? He’s between you and them with a low growl in his chest.

“Move. Move right now before I tear you open and we find out how long it takes your organs to shut down.”

He grabs your hand, checks your pulse, kisses your wrist gently to soothe the adrenaline and then turns back around with murder in his eyes.

“You ever even look at her again, you won't live to see the next sunrise.”

Hwang Hyunjin At first, he looks heartbroken. Shocked. Eyes wide. Staring at your arm like it’s bruised even though it’s not.

Then?

He loses it. He’s laughing while dragging the offender to their knees. His voice is shaking—from rage, not fear.

“You touched a masterpiece with dirty hands. How do you plan to pay for that, huh?”

He makes them apologize. Not to him—to you. And only after you nod does he finally let go. Still twitching. Still high on fury.

Then turns to you like nothing happened and whispers: “You’re okay now, angel. I’ve got you.”

Han Jisung No one even sees him move. One second he’s joking by the bar, the next he’s got a blade to someone’s gut, smiling like a lunatic.

“Oh my godddd, you actually touched her? Do you want your fingers back, or should I gift wrap them?”

He’s laughing. You’re shaking. He shoves the offender back and wipes your skin clean with a silk handkerchief, mumbling: “So fucking lucky I don’t blackmail your entire bloodline.”

Later, when you’re curled up next to him, he still can’t let it go. “You smell like them. Hate it. Let me fix it.” And he does. With his mouth. With his hands. With vengeance.

Lee Felix Oh. Oh, no. See, Felix doesn’t rage. He darkens. He gets quiet. Still. Voice low enough to make your spine shiver.

“She’s not for touching.”

And then? He grabs the offender by the face—gently—and drives them into the wall. He doesn't even bite them until after the screaming starts.

When he turns back, he’s smiling like he didn’t just crack someone’s skull or bleed them dry.

“You okay, love? Want me to carry you out of here?”

His hands shake later. Not from fear—from how close he was to going too far. He presses his forehead to yours and whispers: “They won’t ever try again.”

Kim Seungmin He doesn’t get violent—he gets lethal. He walks up to the offender, smiles politely, and says: “You have five seconds to apologize. And then you’re going to walk out that door. If you don’t?… Well. Let’s just say I’ve already texted someone who’d enjoy what happens next.”

He’s not bluffing. You feel his hand on your lower back, guiding you gently behind him. His whole body is taut with controlled rage.

Later, he looks at you and murmurs: “You don’t need to be scared. Not when I’m here.”

And you believe him. Yang Jeongin He didn’t mean to go feral. He didn’t even know it would happen. But when someone brushed your wrist—just once—his vision went red. Suddenly the offender’s pinned against a wall, and Jeongin is growling like something ancient took over. “You don’t touch her. You don’t even look at her.” He doesn’t hear you calling his name until you touch his shoulder. He blinks. Comes back to himself. Sees you. “...Did they hurt you?” “No?” “Good. Because I was about to make them disappear.”

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🐈 anon — thank you for this DELICIOUS ask. You always come crawling out of the shadows with exactly the kind of feral brainrot I crave. Never stop. Inbox is always open for you 🦇💋

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© ANON LOGGED: “reader in their hoodie vs. reader taking a hit for them—who do you think makes them go more feral?”

LET’S GO, © ANON!! You're asking for maximum emotional damage and soft vampire chaos in one ask??? BRILLIANT. ✨🩸

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🩸 HOW VAMPIRE!SKZ REACT TO:

YOU TAKING A HIT FOR THEM

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YOU WEARING THEIR FAVORITE HOODIE

Bang Chan

You take a hit for him: He snaps. Instant blood rage. You go down and the world tilts. He doesn’t stop until every threat is ash and silver. When he finally turns to you, hands shaking, voice raw—

“Why the hell would you do that?” “You’re not supposed to bleed for me. That’s my job.”

Carries you home. Cleans your wounds himself. Sleeps on the floor by your bed just in case.

You wear his hoodie: GONE. It’s over for him. You’re walking around the house in his faded hoodie, sleeves too long, scent clinging to you?

“You’re trying to kill me, huh?” “You’re lucky I like the view.”

Pulls you into his lap and buries his nose in your neck like it’s his last inhale.

Lee Minho

You take a hit for him: He doesn’t react at first. Too stunned. Then? The silence breaks.

“You idiot.” “You absolute reckless, infuriating—beautiful idiot.”

He presses a kiss to your temple while stitching you up, jaw clenched so hard it aches. The next person who even thinks of hurting you will never be found.

You wear his hoodie: He pretends not to care. “Tch. Looks better on me.” But when you curl up next to him in it and fall asleep? He tugs the hood up over your head gently and whispers, “You can keep it.” You hear the softest “mine” as he wraps an arm around your waist.

Seo Changbin

You take a hit for him: Immediate panic. His whole world narrows to you. He’s already applying pressure to the wound while growling through fangs.

“No no no—don’t you ever do that again. You hear me?” “I’d burn the world for you, don’t you dare take that from me.”

He won’t stop checking on you every five minutes for a week.

You wear his hoodie: He just STARES. Brain static. Bloodlust and heart-eyes. “You wearing that to tease me, or am I supposed to believe you just happened to pick that hoodie?” Traps you against the wall in it. Kisses you like it’s a thank-you and a threat.

Hwang Hyunjin

You take a hit for him: He screams. Not because you’re bleeding—but because he knows that was meant for him. Falls to his knees beside you, whispering your name like a prayer, like a curse.

“I’d rather die than watch you hurt for me.”

Later, he paints your hand wrapped in gauze. Keeps the image framed in his studio. Never forgets it.

You wear his hoodie: He stares. Eyes wide. Breath caught. “You… you look like a dream.” Walks up slowly. Runs a hand through your hair. Then kisses you like he’s been waiting centuries just to see you that soft.

Han Jisung

You take a hit for him: Breaks on the spot. Like actual tears. Tries to laugh it off—“That was dramatic of you, babe…”—but he’s shaking.

“Don’t ever do that again. Promise me. Please. I’d never recover.”

Sleeps curled around you for nights after. Doesn't say anything—just listens to your heartbeat like it's proof you're still here.

You wear his hoodie: He melts. Literally collapses on the floor like you just shot him. “You have ten seconds to take that off or I’m going to do things to you. Violently. Affectionately.” Takes a thousand photos of you in it. His lockscreen? Yeah, it's you in the hoodie, biting your lip and laughing.

Lee Felix

You take a hit for him: He goes silent. Dead silent. Eyes pitch black. Expression unreadable. And then he absolutely destroys whoever laid a hand on you. Later? He curls around you on the couch, cheek against your thigh, whispering—

“You’re everything to me. You don’t get to risk that.”

You find out later he tore through half the underground that night. Silently. Efficiently. For you.

You wear his hoodie: He just stares. Whispers, “You’re so fucking cute… I can’t take it.” Wraps his arms around you from behind and tugs the hood over your head. Sinks his fangs into your neck slowly, like he’s claiming the whole moment.

Kim Seungmin

You take a hit for him: He gets dangerously quiet. Blood on your skin = red in his vision. Doesn't even stop to threaten anyone—just eliminates the threat and rushes to you.

“You stupid, reckless angel. You didn’t need to do that.”

He patches you up. Kisses your hand. Spends hours researching how to prevent it from ever happening again.

You wear his hoodie: He lifts an eyebrow. “Is that my limited edition hoodie you just stole?” You shrug. He sighs—then presses a kiss to your forehead and lets it go. Until the next morning, when he’s wrapped you in three more hoodies because: “You get cold. Don’t argue.”

Yang Jeongin

You take a hit for him: SNAPS. He didn’t know he could go that feral that fast. The scream you let out? The sound of your pain? It broke something inside him. “No one touches you. Not even for me.” Afterwards, he holds you for hours. Refuses to let go. Cries into your shoulder.

You wear his hoodie: His heart literally stops. “You’re wearing that in front of me? With those eyes? On purpose???” He pulls the hood up himself. Tugs you into his lap. Whispers against your neck, “You’re mine. Hoodie and all.”

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✨ © Anon, you asked for feelings and vampires and you got a whole damn emotional buffet. Thank you for feeding the inbox and always bringing great brainrot 🦇💋

⚠️ warnings: 18+ MINOR DNI, explicit sexual content, dom/sub dynamics, brat-taming, bloodplay, vampire rituals, rough sex, threesome (Minho x reader x Jisung), fangs, possessiveness, overstimulation, and mind-melting praise/degradation. viewer discretion is deliciously advised.

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🐹 ANON LOGGED: “my freak brain said ‘minsung threesome with a brat’ and i haven’t known peace since.” 🐹 ANON LOGGED (pt. 2): “what if i scratched him too hard and he liked it. what if i drew blood. what if i…”

YES YES YESSSSS 🐹 ANON IS OFFICIALLY LOCKED IN. Welcome to the rodent of desire cult—may your freak brain never be silenced and your aftercare always include my filth 💋💉

Let’s break this into your two glorious asks:

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1. 🐹 MINSUNG THREESOME WITH A BRAT!READER??

Minho – Your Boyfriend, Your Soft-Ruiner

He’s been thinking about it. Not because he isn’t satisfied—but because you’re such a mouthy little brat and he knows exactly who could help him shut you up.

He brings it up casually: “What would you do if I invited Jisung over next time you act out?”

And you laugh. Roll your eyes. Tease him. But he sees the flicker in your expression. You want it.

Jisung is thrilled when Minho finally asks. Grinning like a devil in a hoodie.

“You sure? You can handle both of us?” “Ohhh, brat’s gonna cry, huh? Can't wait.”

🔥 The Dynamic:

Minho = Precision. Cold control. The leash-holder.

Jisung = Whiplash chaos. Praise and degradation in the same breath.

You sass them once? Jisung’s laughing as he bends you over, Minho’s hand wrapped around your throat from behind.

You moan too loud? Minho leans in and says: “What did we say about being greedy?”

You bite Jisung? He just groans and says: “She’s in that mood again, hyung. You gonna let her get away with that?”

They coordinate. One holds. One fucks. One teases. One praises. They switch. They ruin. You are overstimulated, overstimulated, overstimulated.

The brat in you? Humbled. But also a little smug when you wake up wrecked and they’re both passed out next to you like they’ve been drained dry.

“So… when’s round two?”

2. 🩸 Vampire!SKZ: You Draw Blood on Them

(injesting blood was answered here but let's expand on the you draw blood on them! 💅)

Bang Chan

You scratch him across the chest during sex—not deep, but enough for blood to bead.

He stills immediately. Looks down. Then at you. “Do you know what that means?”

Not angry. Not scared. Focused.

To draw blood from him is to challenge him. Claim him. Cross the line between prey and partner. He lets it happen—but next time, he holds your hands down. Kisses your pulse and murmurs, “If you draw from me again, sweetheart… you better be ready to bleed too.”

Lee Minho

You drag your nails down his back. He hisses through his teeth, but doesn’t stop. After? He looks in the mirror. Sees it. Smiles, slow and dangerous.

“You marked me... So I’m marking you next.”

You wake up with a bite above your heart and a sigil drawn on your thigh in dark red ink—his blood mixed with something older.

“Equal exchange. That’s how blood works. Next time? Ask first.”

Seo Changbin

You scratch his shoulder during sex—barely a break in the skin, but it glistens red.

He goes dead silent. Stares at it. Then at you.

“Do you know how rare it is for someone to make me bleed?”

You expect him to get mad. Instead, he grabs your hand, kisses your knuckles, then grinds into you harder than before.

“Guess I’ll let it slide... But only because it’s you.”

Hwang Hyunjin

Your bite catches the underside of his jaw—sharp, messy, and intentional.

He gasps. Not from pain. From delight. His hand cradles your neck like he’s holding a masterpiece. Blood trickles down his collarbone and he lets it stain the sheets.

After, he kisses your pretty lips. “Do it again next time. Leave your teeth. Leave your passion.”

You’re his favourite kind of chaos now.

Han Jisung

You scratch his side during a particularly bratty moment. He yelps. For show. Then looks down, sees the blood, and his eyes go wide.

“You made me BLEED? Babe. Babe. You wounded me.”

He milks it. Clutches his chest. Calls you a violent little kitten. But you see the glint in his eye.

“You’re so lucky that was hot.”

He absolutely retaliates. Gives you matching claw marks on your thighs the next time.

Lee Felix

You claw at his chest while you're on top. It’s instinct. Raw. Thoughtless. You see blood. You freeze. He tilts his head, looks down, then up at you—expression unreadable.

“Careful, love. My blood’s not like yours.”

He doesn’t punish you. But he changes after that. Slower. Darker. Makes you look at the mark. Makes you understand the weight of what you’ve done.

“Next time you draw blood… make sure you’re ready to carry it.”

Kim Seungmin

You're riding him. Being a little bold. A little bratty. So you dig your nails into his chest—hard enough to draw blood.

At first? He doesn’t even flinch. Doesn’t stop you. Doesn’t warn you. Just looks up at you—expression flat. Controlled. Dangerous.

“Did you just break skin?”

You slow. Try to gauge him. Then he exhales slowly, voice calm like ice sliding into a vein.

“You wanted attention? You’ve got it now.”

He grips your hips—tight. Bruising. Thrusts up once—deep—until you gasp. Until the control is completely his again.

“My blood isn’t yours to take. Not without permission. You don’t get to mark me unless I say so.”

He doesn’t stop fucking you. But when he’s done, the blood’s still drying on his chest—and you’re limp, wrecked, unable to look away.

“Next time you want to be bold, sweetheart… use your words. Not your claws.”

Yang Jeongin

You’re on top, whining, grinding, moaning like you own him. You claw at his chest—nails scraping, a flash of red blooming beneath your fingers.

He flinches. Not from pain. From something worse. Still beneath you, still letting you move—But his pupils blow wide. He is smiling, fangs in full view.

“You really just made me bleed?”

He grabs your wrists. Rolls you under him like it’s nothing. Like you weigh less than thought. “You wanna play rough? You want the part of me that’s not safe?”

His hips grind into you slow. Blood slick on your fingertips. His hands shaking with restraint.

“Okay, baby. Let’s see how long you last when the monster gets to play too.”

He doesn’t let go. Not until he’s sure you understand that drawing blood from him means you don’t get the sweet version anymore.

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🐹 I hope this is what your bloodlusty little rodent brain needed. Thank you for the brainrot. Thank you for the asks. Keep sinning. I’m always here to catch it 🦇💋

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🧃 ANON LOGGED: “do they ever lose control? like… mid-bite oopsie-daisy blood frenzy??”

YES YESSS nougatjade!! First of all — thank you SO much for reading and sending this delicious question 💌 Second — your English is perfectly clear and beautiful, please never apologize 💕

Now, to answer your question

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🩸 DO VAMPIRE!SKZ EVER LOSE CONTROL WHILE BITING?

Short answer: No. Because if they do… you die.

🧬 Rule #1: Feeding is Sacred, Regulated, and Extremely Dangerous.

Vampire bites aren't just fangs and fun — they involve:

A neurochemical toxin that paralyzes and pleasures the human

Precise blood extraction, regulated by the vampire's own internal clock

A bonding effect that starts forming at first contact

For most vampires — especially Abnormals — biting is like holding a loaded gun to your throat while trying to make you come.

🧠 Losing control = fatal consequences.

If a vampire drinks too much:

Blood pressure crashes

Organ shutdown begins

Neural shock hits (pleasure receptors get fried)

You faint or fall into a coma-like trance

And worst case? Siring begins by accident (Which means: your body dies, your brain melts, and unless the full ritual is completed, you rot from the inside).

They can’t afford to lose control. Ever.

🔥 That said… they get close.

They bite too deep.

Their hunger spikes.

You moan a certain way and they almost forget themselves.

But they always catch it in time. They were trained. Conditioned. Obsessed with control (Especially Chan, Minho, and Seungmin — they would rather die than harm you).

🩸 Example: You faint mid-bite.

They panic.

Immediately stop.

Wrap you in blankets, pace the room, whisper apologies over and over.

“I took too much. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. You trusted me.”

You wake up in their arms. Shivering. And they treat you like you’re made of porcelain for days.

✨ In Summary:

Do they lose control? No. Do they skirt the edge of it while fucking you mid-bite, trembling from the effort not to drain you dry? Absolutely.

That’s what makes it hot.

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nougatjade — thank you SO much for this bloody delicious ask 🩸💕 . Your English was perfect, your curiosity was hotter, and you're always welcome in my inbox anytime. Come back soon. I’ll have the fangs ready 💋🦇

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🫦 sheerfreesia007 LOGGED: “help i’m blocked and horny and want Seungmin to rail the motivation back into me.”

OH YES SHEERFREESIA007!!! You have summoned the “blocked & needy” writing demon support group, and SKZ is READY TO HELP.

⚠️ warnings: 18+ MINOR DNI, explicit sexual content, dom/sub dynamics, overstimulation, orgasm denial, oral fixation, power play, degradation/praise, soft doms & brat-taming, possessiveness, mental health (creative burnout), and motivational railing.

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🧠 SKZ SPICY COMFORT WHEN YOU'RE CREATIVELY BLOCKED (aka how they rail you back into writer mode)

Kim Seungmin

You’re pacing, grumbling, deleting whole paragraphs, near tears. He walks in, glances at your screen, tilts his head.

“Still blocked? Hm.”

You don’t even have time to sass him—he’s already grabbing your jaw and kissing you slow, calculated, like he’s studying your syntax through your tongue.

And then?

He bends you over the desk.

“Words failing you? That’s okay. You won’t need them while I’m fucking the tension out of you.”

When he’s done—messy, breathless, satisfied—he kisses the back of your neck, tucks a blanket around you, and mutters: “Now. Write. Or I’ll make you earn your next orgasm.”

You write 2k words in one sitting.

Lee Minho

He sees you staring at your WIP like it personally offended you.

“That bad, huh?”

You glare. He smirks.

“Fine. Let’s reset your brain.”

He drags you to bed. Makes you beg for it. Denies you three times. Then fucks you slow—controlled, like each thrust is correcting your pacing problems.

“There. That’s what good rhythm feels like.”

After? He cuddles you, kisses your temple, and whispers: “Now sit down and make that scene bleed.”

Han Jisung

You’re whining. Keyboard untouched. Brain offline.

He crawls into your lap. “Wanna write, baby? Need help?”

Drags to bed and makes you ride him while he's whispering scene ideas in your ear. Gasps out metaphors between moans.

“What if… the villain’s betrayal is actually… mmfuck… emotional projection?”

By the end, you're overstimulated and somehow have a full outline voice-recorded on his phone.

“Look at you—so smart, so talented. I’m gonna cry.”

Seo Changbin

You’re spiraling. So he pulls you off the chair, onto his lap. “You’ve been pushing too hard. Let me handle you for a bit.”

One hand on your throat. One arm locking you in place. He fucks you deep while whispering: “You’re brilliant. Every line you write drips power. You just forgot for a second.”

After, he runs you a bath, makes you tea, sits beside you until you open your laptop again.

And when you do?

“There’s my girl.”

Lee Felix

You’re stressed. Slumped. Sighing into your keyboard. He walks in wearing nothing but grey sweats and a soft smirk.

“I could let you write… Or I could make you forget your name first.”

He goes down on you like he’s praying. Smiles into your thighs. Whispers praise between every kiss.

“You’re the most creative person I know. Let me remind you what it feels like to flow.”

You black out. Wake up to 3k words and a very smug Felix spooning you.

Bang Chan

You’re stuck. Blocked. Frustrated.

He pulls you into his lap and says: “I’ll give you ten minutes. Write something. Anything. If you don’t—I’m putting you on your knees.”

You fail.

And he makes good on the threat. On the floor. Hands in your hair. Filthy words in your ear.

Then? He lifts you, lays you out, and fucks you slow with his forehead pressed to yours.

“You’re not blocked, baby. You’re scared. So let me remind you who the fuck you are.”

Hwang Hyunjin

You say you’re blocked. He doesn’t answer. Just kisses you soft. Then hard. Then on your knees.

He fucks you on the balcony. Says it’s so the night air can “clear your head.”

And when you collapse in a dazed mess, thighs shaking? He whispers: “Write about this. Start with the part where you begged.”

Yang Jeongin

You sigh. Say you’ll never finish anything again. He closes your laptop. Walks you to the bedroom. Doesn’t say a word. Until you’re naked, whining, pinned beneath him—and he murmurs: “Say it again. Say you’re not capable. I want to hear it while you’re shaking.”

You can’t. Because his fingers are inside you, and your mind is gone.

Later? He sets your laptop on your lap and says: “Now write. Or I’ll drag you back in and start over.”

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To my precious SheerFreesia007 — First of all: thank you for the ask, the trust, and the chaos. Second: I see you, blocked but brimming with ideas, frustrated but still showing up. That matters. That counts. And I promise, the words will come back. Whether it’s through plot mapping, porn, or pure delulu—you’ve got this. Now go get ruined & write like you mean it 😌💌✒️

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🥟 ANON LOGGED: “so what if i accidentally joined a vampire cult because curiosity and now i belong to him forever. asking for a friend.”

👀 oh… oh this is scrumptious. too curious for their own good? reader poking their nose into their territory like “what’s this weird vampire cult??” everyone else: don’t look them in the eyes. don’t say his name. don’t walk past the blood-gate at twilight. reader: “what’s the blood-gate? 😇”

and Hyunjin??? as the one they warned you about??? the aesthetic alone is spine-tingling: veiled altars, crimson veined marble, art hanging crooked in gold frames, ink-stained hands lifting your chin like: “Curiosity is the first step to surrender. And you… were born for devotion.”

YES. I love this. I’m taking it. I’m eating it.

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MINI SNIPPET

They said it in whispers. Behind closed doors. Scribbled in the back of grimoires and scrawled over flyers that kept reappearing no matter how often the town burned them.

You looked anyway.

And now you’re here. Knees bruised on velvet-stained stone. The air thick with incense and something older. Older than history. Older than sin. The cultists don’t speak—don’t need to. Their eyes glow like dying embers in the candlelight. Watching.

But you only see him.

Hyunjin.

Cloaked in black silk robes, hair tied back with a blood-red ribbon, the edges of his mouth stained dark with something that might be wine. Or might be you.

He moves like mist—like temptation incarnate—until he’s standing above you, gaze low, fingers hooked under your chin.

"Curiosity," he murmurs, voice like a velvet knife. "That’s what brought you here? You followed the whispers like thread. Like a moth."

He tilts your chin higher. "Then burn, little moth."

You should run. You want to run. But your knees won't move. You're not sure if it's fear or want. Or if he's already taken that choice from you.

The other cultists are chanting now. Something in a tongue your body understands but your brain doesn’t. Your skin feels hot. Your mouth dry.

“You wanted answers,” Hyunjin breathes, kneeling in front of you. “But I don’t offer truth. Only transformation. Let me ruin you beautifully.”

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To 🥟 anon — thank you for crawling out of the crypt with this juicy offering. You were so right to ask. Don’t be a stranger. Come back soon. The cult remembers you 💋🦇

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🦭 ANON LOGGED: “I got flustered reading Han's /)(\ and now I live here I guess”

OF COURSE YOU CAN BE 🦭 ANON!!! welcome to the vampire crypt and tattoo shop hellhole, population: us <3 🖤

your message made me kick my lil feet for real—thank you sm for reading, for enjoying the lore and the horny chaos, and for dropping by with this sweetness.

more tattoo boys, more vampire rituals, and more feral thirst posts are always brewing. so get comfy, grab a bite (or let them take one), and keep that inbox energy strong. ILY 🫀🩸

you’re amazing. yes, you. can’t wait to see what reactions you have to what’s coming next… 🦇💋

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If you made it to the end of this unholy archive of brat blood, cult confessions, vamp violence, and Seungmin dick-down therapy—

🩸 congrats. you're no longer human. 🩸 your soul? barcoded. 🩸 your cravings? irreversible. 🩸 your fate? sealed in fangmarks.

🦷 This is not fiction. This is infection. Thank you for bleeding with me. Come back twitching 💋🦇

[dutchessofcaladan]

Ghostbusters: Soul Resurgence

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3! This chapter's gonna be a bit more exciting than the last 2. We're also getting a new character! Once again, hope you guys enjoy and as always, a big thank you to @phantomoftheparadise0002 for beta-reading this!

Summary: When the spirit of Sumerian sorceress Ahassunu, daughter of Vigo, possesses Alexis, the Ghostbusters must band together to determine the fate of the world

TW: Some language, paranormal violence, major character death (don't hate me)

Translation for Sumerian:

Ma me nekel, ma su petu inu sessu kunkkum, ma annitu, rabum girabum. Ma inu utu emu salmu kima labasu, ma ina nanna emu kima saleme. Ma inu tamtu samsum isatum ma inu elenu maqatu:

And I looked, and he opened the sixth seal, and behold, there was a great earthquake. And the sun became as black as sack cloth, and the moon became as blood.

Ina nabu sina basu daku…dayyanum suluppu:

The prophecy to be fulfilled...judgment day

Alka:

Come

Taking another sip from his drink, Elis sighed, pulling out his phone. Jumping as it began to ring, he quickly answered.

“Hey, Ray.” He sighed again. “I was just about to call you. Do you have any idea where Alex is? I've called her five times already.” He froze, hearing Ray inform him about what had been going on. Quickly paying his tab, Elis raced to his car.

Arriving at the Firehouse, Elis immediately went inside, causing everyone to stop mid-movement. “What the hell happened?!” He shouted. “One minute I'm sitting in a bar, thinking my girlfriend of 3 years somehow forgot our anniversary, and the next I'm being told she's been possessed by some ghost and is going around blowing up buildings around New York.”

“Dr. Cristiano,” Ray said in an attempt to calm Elis’ nerves, “we have everything under control.” He sent him a reassuring smile.

“Under control? What do you mean?” Elis could feel his heart beginning to race.

Heaving his pack into the Ecto-1, Ray explained, “We’ll restrain her using our packs while Phoebe and Lars fire up the PSD-”

“PSD?” Elis asked, feeling lost.

“Portable Separation Device. All admit, it's not a very snappy name but-”

“Separation device?!” Elis nearly screamed. “What the hell are you going to do to her?!”

Ray sighed, putting a hand on the young man’s shoulder in an attempt to calm his ever increasing anxiety. “To even have a chance at saving Alex, we would need to separate the spirit from her.”

Elis nodded. “So, it’s safe, right? You’ve used this thing before?”

The look on Ray’s face was enough to cause Elis’ anxiety to return three-fold.

"My God, you haven’t even tested it, have you?!” His eyes were wide with fear.

“Well, no-” Ray began, not wanting to lie to him.

Quickly pulling his shoulder from the older man’s grasp, Elis’ hands flew to his hair, frantically running through the short strands. Blinking tears from his eyes, he asked, “So, so you have no idea if this thing will end up killing her?” He whimpered.

“No.” Ray admitted, no longer able to maintain eye contact.

The pained whimper that left Elis shattered the hearts of the team as they stood, stock still, only Janine going to comfort him.

“We’re gonna get her back.” She soothed, running a hand up and down his back as his tears dampened her jumpsuit. Turning back to the rest of the Ghostbusters, her gaze switching from one to another until it landed on Ray, who’s eyes now glistened with fresh, unshed tears. “Fight like hell and bring her back.” She commanded, voice faltering slightly.

Ray nodded, heading towards his bike as the rest headed to the Ecto.

The street had become complete chaos. People had abandoned their cars in the middle of the street and had begun to run in an effort to survive.

“Alka.” Alex commanded, her voice echoing in their heads.

The commotion ceased as the crowd turned and followed the order they’d been given. Slowly lowering herself to the ground, she began to speak.

“Ma me nekel, ma su petu inu sessu kunkkum, ma annitu, rabum girabum. Ma ina utu emu salmu kima labasu, ma ina nanna emu kima saleme. Ma ina tamtu samsum isatum ma ina elenu maqatu.” Looking out at the crowd, she smirked, enjoying that she had 100s under her control. “Ina nabu sina basu daku…dayyanum suluppu.”

“Dayyanum suluppu.” The crowd repeated.

With a raise of he hands, the souls of the crowd fled their bodies, transferring their life-force to Alex. Just as the ritual had finished, the siren of the Ecto-1 could be heard approaching fast. Watching as the car screeched to a stop a few blocks away, Alex became intrigued.

Firing up their packs, they created a barrier between Alex and the Ecto, where Phoebe and Lars continued to work on the PSD.

Stepping to the front of the group, Ray began to speak.

“Alexis!” He commanded.

Her sneer turned to him, slowly morphing to a smirk.

“In the name of the city, county, and state of New York, I command you under the National Invasive Species Act to depart this world immediately and return to your place of origin or to the nearest parallel dimension.”

This time, there were no snide remarks from Peter. No jokes. Each member of the Ghostbusters knew the severity of the situation. The power that this spirit had was unlike anything they’d seen before. Not in Garraka. Not in Vigo. Not even in Gozer.

Alex’s smirk grew as she began to levitate.

“Light ‘em up on 3! 1! 2!”

Before Ray had even finished the countdown, Peter had fired his pack.

The group stared in shock as, with a wave of her hand, Alex froze the proton stream in place.

The world went silent, seemingly moving in slow motion as she curled the stream back towards Peter.

Before anyone could react, a strangled noise left him as the white-hot energy stream ran through his chest.

“Venkman!” Ray shouted, catching him in his arms as Winston shut off the stream. Applying pressure to the wound in a vain attempt to save his friend, he watched through tear clouded eyes as Alex watched with a malicious glint in her eyes before flying off.

[nein9luvr]

just a summary of the band..?!?!?! enjoy plz plz plz

⋆˚࿔ 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ?!

𐙚 hello everyone! do you like talking about ocs? i’m sure you all do. if you want to stan a new fan made boy group with diversity,,, then you’ve clicked to the right place (get it?)!! here we will talk about the group and have some updates on what you guys may need to know about them! DNI if you’re trash— simple. now with all that out of the way… let’s talk about the band!

𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐏! ᯓ★

𝄞⨾𓍢ִ. nein:9 is a nine- member boy group at topten ent. they debuted on sept 18th in 2022. as said before,,, nein is a diverse group! this means that they have members from well… everywhere! before nein:9, there were two separate bands that were located in two different countries. one was made ALLLLL the way in germany. while the other group were located in japan. two bands were mushed together and KURPOW! nein:9 was born!

𝄞⨾𓍢ִ. to know more about nein:9,,, just ask! we’re free to answer any questions. also…. pay attention to minor things in the posts just so you don’t MISS anything. if you DONT pay attention… you’ll miss out on something… important.

𝄞⨾𓍢ִ. okay okay one last thing…??? now you guys probably wonder why tf are they called NEIN:9. very very simple….

nein = NO in german

:9 = equals the number

NO = for no as in like number

9 = 9…

no:9….? nine members…? get it? no.9? nein? no? yes? GREAT!

𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐒 & 𝐏𝐎𝐒 ּ ֶָ֢.๑ˎˊ˗ ?!

⌗ KAITO ONO ?!

ʚɞ - Stage Name: K.O

ʚɞ - Birth Name: Kaito Ono

ʚɞ - Position(s): Leader, Visual, Sub Rapper, Lead Vocalist , Youngest , Lead Dancer, & Composer.

ʚɞ - Birthday: July 31st, 2005

ʚɞ - Zodiac Sign: Leo

ʚɞ - Height: 177 cm (5’10”)

ʚɞ - Weight: N/A

ʚɞ - Blood Type: B

ʚɞ - MBTI Type: ISTJ

ʚɞ - Nationality: Japanese

ʚɞ - Ethnicity: Japanese

ʚɞ - Representative Emojis: 🐈‍⬛

ʚɞ - Instagram: @imkaitono

⌗ INEI TAKAHASHI ?!

ʚɞ - Stage Name: I.N

ʚɞ - Birth Name: Inei Takahashi

ʚɞ - Position(s): Main Rapper, Lead Dancer, Sub Vocalist.

ʚɞ - Birthday: August 7th, 2004.

ʚɞ - Zodiac Sign: Leo

ʚɞ - Height: 182 cm (6’0”)

ʚɞ - Weight: N/A

ʚɞ - Blood Type: AB

ʚɞ - MBTI Type: ESTP

ʚɞ - Nationality: Japanese

ʚɞ - Ethnicity: Nigerian + Japanese

ʚɞ - Representative Emojis: 🏀

ʚɞ - Instagram: @fixoninei

⌗ LIANG DOPPO?!

ʚɞ - Stage Name: Liang

ʚɞ - Birth Name: Liang Doppo

ʚɞ - Position(s): Sub Rapper, Main Vocalist, & Lead Dancer.

ʚɞ - Birthday: January 10th, 2005

ʚɞ - Zodiac Sign: Capricorn

ʚɞ - Height: 175 cm (5’9”)

ʚɞ - Weight: N/A

ʚɞ - Blood Type: A

ʚɞ - MBTI Type: ENFP

ʚɞ - Nationality: Japanese

ʚɞ - Ethnicity: Chinese + Japanese

ʚɞ - Representative Emojis: 🐟

ʚɞ - Instagram: @liangdoppoishere

⌗ DAKU WATANBE?!

ʚɞ - Stage Name: Daku

ʚɞ - Birth Name: Daku Watanabe

ʚɞ - Position(s): Lead Vocalist & Sub Rapper

ʚɞ - Birthday: October 8th, 2004

ʚɞ - Zodiac Sign: Libra

ʚɞ - Height: 175 cm (5’9”)

ʚɞ - Weight: N/A

ʚɞ - Blood Type: B

ʚɞ - MBTI Type: ISFP

ʚɞ - Nationality: Japanese

ʚɞ - Ethnicity: Japanese

ʚɞ - Representative Emojis: 🍁

ʚɞ - Instagram: @daku.www

⌗ YAMI SARRIA?!

ʚɞ - Stage Name: Yami

ʚɞ - Birth Name: Yami Sarria

ʚɞ - Position(s): Main Vocalist

ʚɞ - Birthday: March 18th, 2005

ʚɞ - Zodiac Sign: Pisces

ʚɞ - Height: 167 cm (5’6”)

ʚɞ - Weight: N/A

ʚɞ - Blood Type: A

ʚɞ - MBTI Type: INFP

ʚɞ - Nationality: Mexican

ʚɞ - Ethnicity: Mexican

ʚɞ - Representative Emojis: 🥬

ʚɞ - Instagram: @iluvgreenthingz

⌗ MICHAEL JOHNSON?!

ʚɞ - Stage Name: Mikey

ʚɞ - Birth Name: Michael Johnson

ʚɞ - Position(s): LEAD Rapper, LEAD Dancer, Face of the group , & Center

ʚɞ - Birthday: April 9th, 2005

ʚɞ - Zodiac Sign: Aries

ʚɞ - Height: 175 cm (5’9”)

ʚɞ - Weight: N/A

ʚɞ - Blood Type: AB

ʚɞ - MBTI Type: ESTJ

ʚɞ - Nationality: American

ʚɞ - Ethnicity: African American… american..

ʚɞ - Representative Emojis:🍟

ʚɞ - Instagram: @mikeymouse

⌗ LARAIN KAULTZ?!

ʚɞ - Stage Name: Lain

ʚɞ - Birth Name: Larain Kaultz

ʚɞ - Position(s): Main Vocalist

ʚɞ - Birthday: June 18th, 2005

ʚɞ - Zodiac Sign: Gemini

ʚɞ - Height: 177 cm (5’10”)

ʚɞ - Weight: N/A

ʚɞ - Blood Type: O

ʚɞ - MBTI Type: INTP

ʚɞ - Nationality: German

ʚɞ - Ethnicity: Cambodian + German

ʚɞ - Representative Emojis: 🦴

ʚɞ - Instagram: @lainrocks101

⌗ DARAIN KAULTZ?!

ʚɞ - Stage Name: Rain

ʚɞ - Birth Name: Darain Kaultz

ʚɞ - Position(s): Lead Rapper, Lead Dancer, & Sub Vocalist

ʚɞ - Birthday: June 18th, 2005

ʚɞ - Zodiac Sign: Gemini

ʚɞ - Height: 177 cm (5’10”)

ʚɞ - Weight: N/A

ʚɞ - Blood Type: O

ʚɞ - MBTI Type: ENTP

ʚɞ - Nationality: German

ʚɞ - Ethnicity: Cambodian + German

ʚɞ - Representative Emojis: 🐕

ʚɞ - Instagram: @illmakeitrain

⌗ DAMIEN SOUZA?!

ʚɞ - Stage Name: SB

ʚɞ - Birth Name: Damien ‘Sebastian’ Souza

ʚɞ - Position(s): Lead Vocalist, Sub Rapper, & Oldest

ʚɞ - Birthday: November 11th, 2003

ʚɞ - Zodiac Sign: Scorpio

ʚɞ - Height: 182 cm (6’0”)

ʚɞ - Weight: N/A

ʚɞ - Blood Type: A

ʚɞ - MBTI Type: INFJ

ʚɞ - Nationality: Brazilian

ʚɞ - Ethnicity: Brazilian

ʚɞ - Representative Emojis: 🕶️

ʚɞ - Instagram: @damiensebastian

ʿʿ ヤ ⏱ ✶ % representative emojis ᯤ 𖠗 ⩉:⩉🗑 ! ?

🥬 — yami

🐈‍⬛ — kaito

🏀 — inei

🍁 — daku

🐟 — liang

🦴— lain

🐕 — rain

🕶️ — sb

🍟 — mikey

┆ ⤿ 🦇 ⌗ DNI & FYI!! (fr fr this time)

ꫂ ၴႅၴ basic DNI guys…. please do not and i mean DO NOT ship the twins. that is a MUST… they are related— BLOOD related. it’s very odd to see ppl bring up incest and stuff like that. please be mindful of the times some things will take place as majority of the band are minors at one point of the eras. even though this can’t be controlled fr… please refrain from making any crazy posts about the members. now when i mean crazy i mean like these bizarre “headcannons” that may play in your head… not saying DONT do it just be very cautious. last, just be kind! don’t be so rude to the creators or people who enjoy this! if it’s not your cup of tea then go to the next teapot.

ꫂ ၴႅၴ NOW FYI… nein:9 is a fake group. the face claims or albums all belong to their original owners. never and we mean NEVER will we take away credit from any kpop or any idols out there. don’t think we’re taking away from these amazing and hard working idols. lastly, OFC nein:9 is an original thought process but is inspired by different groups! it’s not like we can make music for nein:9 or literally craft ourselves to look like them either. thank you guys so so much….!!!!

BYE BYEEEE!!!

[teakoodrawz]

" i'm Mark. from this... *reads script* venom universe... "

" Hi! I'm Flakes Marker! nice to meet you! wow! we both look alike! can't wait to tell my professor alternate dimensions are actually real! wait no your character is more different so you're another universe in a different story so like it's the same thing? but also- "

Daku : " IT IS HIM!!! I NEED HIM!!! GET ME TO HIS BODY!!! I MUST TALK TO HIM!!! "

" no i'm not letting you get into his body... " " what? "

Daku : *emerging out* "GET ME INTO HIM NOW!!!! "

" DAKU NO!!!! YOU PROMISE NOT TO EAT ANYONE ANYMORE!!!! "

Daku : " I DID NOT MEANT TO SAY I WOULD EAT HIM!!! "

" AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!! "

[dialovers-translations]

DIABOLIK LOVERS MORE BLOOD Vol.8: Sakamaki Subaru [Track 9+10]

Original title: もっと血を吸って & 銀のナイフ

Source: Diabolik Lovers More, Blood Vol. 8: Sakamaki Subaru [CD not owned by me]

Audio: Here

Seiyuu: Takashi Kondou

Translator’s note: Just like all other MB CDs, this one also has more of a vague/open ending in which the MC continues to have her blood sucked by one of the boys. However, it did leave me with somewhat of a better feeling than some of the others, albeit I still fear for the MC’s life and sanity. :p I mean, she only has so much blood to go around, right? 

Track 1+2 ll Track 3+4 ll Track 5+6 ll Track 7+8 ll Track 9+10

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Track 9: Suck My Blood More

“Fuckー!”

*Rustle*

“Argh...I’ve gotten thirsty again...”

*Rustle rustle*

“Ugh...Haah...Ah...I’ve reached my limit. Come on, I’ll bite you now.”

You quiver.

“Heh. ...What? Are you trembling in anticipation? Geez, guess I have no other choice then. You’re really so ーー ...But, I guess that side of you isn’t all too...”

You raise a brow, curious to hear the rest of his sentence.

“...N-Nevermind!”

You protest.

[00:45] “Fuck off! Don’t get all cute with me now! ...I like your blood, that’s all I was gonna say. ...Shit, this pisses me off. Cut it out already!”

*Smooch*

“...Hah. ...Come on, extend your foot a lil’ further.”

*Rustle*

“Exactly. ...I can’t hold back no longer...”

Subaru bites you again.

“Mmh...Nn...”

*Gulp gulp gulp*

“ーー Hah!”

*Gulp*

[01:33] “Hah...Haah...I can feel your blood...flowin’ down my throat...Haah...”

*Gulp gulp gulp*

“Mmh...Hah...”

*Gulp gulp*

“Hah...Hah...”

*Gulp*

“Haah, haah...Oi, are you alright?”

*Rustle*

“Oi...Answer me!”

You fail to respond.

[02:11] “Guess you’ve reached your limit, huh? I’d rather not have you die on me here though. ...Don’t get the wrong idea, it’d just be a bother. Given the circumstances and all. I don’t exactly mind suckin’ all the blood from your corpse, but the blood of a dead person tastes disgustin’...Also, there’s nothin’ fun ‘bout suckin’ from someone who can’t even give any reactions. 

[02:47] But...Haah...I feel like I seriously can’t let my guard down for even one second. ...Fuck, this is annoyin’...I feel like I’ve lost all control over my own body. I’m basically a fuckin’ marionette by this point.”

You whimper a response.

“Hah...You want me to suck even more of your blood? ...Do you have any idea what you’re sayin’? You already look like you’re ‘bout to kick the bucket any second now.”

*Rustle* 

[03:27] “No matter how dumb you may be...I’m sure you know what’ll happen if I have any more blood while your body has already been pushed to its limits, right?”

You beg for it.

“Once again, don’t just say those words so casually...”

You force yourself on him. 

*Rustle rustle*

“...!? I-Idiot...!? What are you doin’...!?”

*Gulp*

[03:54] “Forcin’ your bloody wrist on me like that...Hah...Haah...Do you truly understand what kind of the state I’m currently in?”

*Gulp gulp gulp*

“Haah...Che...! Haah...”

*Rustle*

*THUD*

Track 10: Silver Knife

“...Come on, look. ...Are you stupid? Why do you try and save me? I don’t get it. ーー Ugh!”

You respond. 

“...You don’t mind if you die? Don’t say such things so easily! It’d be easy for me to revive you as one of us, but is that truly what you want!?”

You frown. 

“...’We’re at the point of no return’, you say? Fuck! You don’t even know how I feel! ...If that’s your intention, then I have a plan of my own.”

*Cling*

[00:46] “You can tell what this is, right? ...It’s a silver knife. You can deliver a fatal blow to a Vampire with one of these. I’ll give this to you.”

*Cling*

You nearly drop it.

“Che...You don’t even have the strength left to hold a knife!? Make sure to grip it tightly.”

You seem confused.

[01:12] “What you should do with this? Why don’t you try and use that nearly-empty brain of yours to its maximum potential to come up with an answer? ーー Ugh!”

Subaru guides your hands so you’d stab him in the chest.

*STAB*

*Rustle rustle*

“Guh...Ugh...Haah, haah...Hahaha...Don’t give me that...dumb expression...Take a look...You...pierced my chest with the knife...Ugh...Hahー!”

You panic.

“I’m bleedin’ more than I expected...”

*Rustle rustle*

[02:14] “If this wound...becomes the end of me...and I die...You’ll finally be free again, right...? You’ll no longer...need to worry ‘bout savin’ me...Heh. At this rate...I’ll just end suckin’ you completely dry after all, soーー Ugh...Cough, cough...”

*Rustle*

“...Ah? What are you doin’...?”

You get upset with him.

“...’Idiot’? ...Who’s the idiot here!? Argh...Hah...”

You tear up.

[03:05] “Hah...Just remember that this is all your fault...I had no other choice but to resort to this...’cause you kept on spoutin’ utter bullshit...Hah...Seems like those guys set us up perfectly...and I’m not capable of stoppin’ myself either...Hehe...I doubt those guys expected me to pull this kinda move though. Hah...Serves them right! Hahaha...I won’t let things go their way...Actually, what have you been doin’ this whole time?”

You beg him to suck your blood so he can heal. 

[04:09] “Hah...? You want me to suck your blood? Fuck off! Do you have any idea why I even did this!? Ugh...Hah...However...I got stabbed right through the heart...so why am I not dead yet...? Hah...This body is really annoyin’...Hah...Also...I’ve gotten thirsty again...’cause you keep on clingin’ to me like this...”

*Rustle*

“Haah...Do you want me to suck your blood that badly? ...God! ...Fine! Whatever...I’ll make you feel good...until I take my final breath...I doubt it’ll take very long...”

*Rustle rustle*

“Now come here...”

You scoot closer.

[05:24] “Exactly. Show me your neck. ...I’ll yearn for you like never before...I’ll die...while holding you tightly in my arms...”

*Rustle rustle*

“Ugh...Your nape looks delicious...Heh...The scent of your blood...really is somethin’ else...Hahn...”

Subaru bites you.

*Sluuuurp*

*Gulp gulp gulp*

[06:13] “Ah...Heh...Hehe...When I drink your blood like this, all of a sudden, the stab wound from earlier seems like just a scratch...I even feel as if it’s healin’ my injury...”

*Gulp gulp*

*Sluuuuurp*

*Gulp gulp gulp*

“Hah...Phew...Does it feel good?”

You nod.

[06:55] “I feel amazing too. ...Right now, I almost believe that a Vampire such as myself could ascend to Heaven...”

*Gulp gulp gulp*

“Ah...Hahn...”

*Sluuuurp*

[07:27] “I guess that’s fine too...I’ll go there...Together with you...No matter where...I’m sure I wouldn’t be allowed to love nor hold (1) you...If I’m not willin’ to make that sacrifice at the very least? Hehe...Right?”

You smile.

“Come on...Let’s go. As far as we can go...So I’ll...love you as well. Come here.”

ーー THE END ーー 

Translation notes

(1) だく or ‘daku’ can mean both ‘to embrace/to hold’ as well as ‘to have sex with’ so...Take it as you like. 

[autumn-foxfire]

I don't like the maner of building stakes where on the one hand people like Daku and Shoto are 100% shown on the villain's side not conflicted at all and the subversion that the villain just wants to destroy them and their world. At least with Ochaco she has doubts but Toga just got more and more unreasonable. She just wanted the one answer she wanted to hear and when she didn't get it tossed Deku who just started a dialogue on his regular concept of love and admiration and how he treats those.

I'm annoyed at the lack of conflict with trying to "save" the villains too. A good plot would have had your characters face conflict over whether this was the right thing to do, let them have their own struggles about reaching out because of the pain they'v been through under the hands of the villains.

Toga's chapters have just frustrated me so much because it's clear she doesn't want to listen, she just wants to be validated for her own feelings and when the heroes can't do that, she no longer cares for them. How Deku responded to her too annoyed me because it was clear Hori was trying to play into the humour of the series but it just didn't feel appropriate at the time. I would have loved a Deku who was made uncomfortable at the confession, maybe even upset because she's hurt so many people for this?!

When did Hori stop treating his villains like villains...

[sethmacenzie]

Spinner time travel quirk headcanons

For @whoatimetravel-main  whose answer to this post from @oldphone-whodis  my tumblr forgot to tell me and I saw by sheer luck.

 So thing is I have like a lot of different headcanons for different time travel versions, but all have in common that Spinner is not letting it happen again the same way, especially the death of Twice and Magne (even though they weren’t close).

And Spinner still wants to destroy hero society and be with his friends and wants them to succeed. Especially Tomura. And of course he does not want AFO to take over Tomura.

 Version 1: only Spinner gets time travel powers and it’s pretty much the original post base (some variations would be a little earlier, so Spinner can stop some other stuff from happening, but all versions where the League consists of already wanted criminals start this way.

Basically: Spinner can go two different ways, either he tells them, hopes they buy into it by using knowledge he should not have or he does not tell them and instead just tries to play it saver by reducing the damage the league gets, aka Twice and Magne alive, Compress keeps his arm etc.

While I do find the he tells them and convinces them interesting and a lot of fun it does lead to major changes in the story if the League can just ask Spinner: how did this go, he tells them, they do it differently and hope for the best.

But Spinner is the kind of guy who probably played enough games where one decision can change the entire outcome of the game, so he’d know that this could lead to way worse consequences.

So I think he’d play it safe and go with sticking to what he knows and only making sure his friends survive.

Especially because Tomura pre AFO imprisonment would still be under AFOs influence and saying something against AFO could lead to Spinner’s death, so while I think Twice and Toga would be on board right away with time travel person, Giran, Compress and Dabi could be persuaded through logic arguments, Tomura is the biggest issue to convince here, so Spinner would probably go and play it safe.

Even though I’d love the comedy of Spinner trying to get everyone to believe him. And I can see Spinner telling Dabi, Compress even Giran the truth, he’d probably be safe for them to keep the secret, the chances of Twice or Toga finding out and being distrustful (more so Toga, than Twice, I think he’d understand why such curtail information wouldn’t be given to him) are too high. And of course Dabi is a bit of a wild card in regards to his own goals.

So Spinner plays it safe: he doesn’t tell anyone and just tries to change things a little bit. The Forrest Training Camp and the Hideout ark stay the same (I know OP likes Mustard, and it’s really screwed up that this middle schooler villain just vanishes, but I just have to little knowledge about him to include him and I’d say unless that changes (bnha stand chapter 314) neither does Spinner, so he probably would let the 3 M get arrested.

And he’d definitely let AFO get imprisoned, so that Tomura is finally free of him.

He goes with them to the Overhaul meeting and stops Magne (and therefore Compress) to attack Overhaul, saving them. But he was still an ass, so the Overhaul ark remains relatively the same.  

So the next ark with big problems for the League would be the Meta Liberation Army which is where I am a bit torn like Spinner probably would be. Should Giran and Tomura get to keep their fingers? Issue being: if this goes down differently the outcome could be catastrophic for everyone. Tomura needs to win against Re-Destro (and unlock his childhood trauma) and so do Twice and Toga need their power up. So I’d guess that Spinner would let it slide because getting involved could mean a way worse outcome than 7 lost fingers.

Which leads to the currently biggest problem Spinner will have to face: the fight against the pro heroes and Twice death and maybe getting Tomura to not get surgery so that AFO can’t take over.

I’d say this would be a huge moment of Spinner going: this is the point where he’ll have to overdo everything because the outcome is too bad. Current standpoint: Toga missing, Compress arrested and in bad health, Maschia arrested, Twice dead, Tomura’s body got taken over by AFO, their forces lost.

So this would for me be the point where he decides to change everything he can to not let that happen, because saving that point seems useless for this outcome.

My personal favorite would be to get Twice to clone EVERYONE form the PLF and have them at the hideout but actually relocate everyone elsewhere so that the heroes are busy fighting the clones (we saw what the Re-Destro clone alone did). He would hate to find a way to hide this information from Twice as long as possible, until the last moment Hawks is around, then be fast of cloning everyone.

I’d say Spinner made himself a questlog for this, a to-do-list if you will, so in order to finish this mission he has to do the following:

Gets Hawks not to find out about the clones until it’s too late. Get the League into safety. Make sure Twice is as far away as possible from Hawks. Kill Best Jeanist probably, I mean he is just lying around in a bag in the corner right now. Get Tomura to not get into that tank. But have AFO believe that he does? Last thing would definitely be the hardest part but also might be the moment where he tells Tomura that time travel was involved, because by now they are actually friends and Tomura was out of AFO grasp for a while.

And of course to still stick close to the raid and the heroes getting Ujiko to knock him out and keep the heroes busy while the League gets out of there he’d need something to put into that tank. Twice clones would not be able to hold it up obviously, maybe Sceptic’s can?

Or Spinner forgoes the whole thing and just tells Tomura and the League just blows the hospital up themselves before getting to Tartarus to kill AFO before anything worse happens.

This is the moment for me where I go in like 50 different directions of what could happen.

Spinner could tell everyone about the future he stopped. Spinner could have everyone be complelty elsewhere and them just watching the heroes loose their shit because everyone is a clone.

The PLF having survived could go full on war against the heroes, which would probably not end well either.

Spinner might tell Dabi that he knows who he is and wants to help take down Endevour and they could make it bigger than what actually happened. I am sure Compress would help putting up a show and Toga and Tomura would be on board of: shitty father deserves to go down.

There are so many possibilities for this.

Other than that and other Version of Time Travel would be either completely different times, picturing baby Spinner trying to get to baby Tomura before he kills his family or stopping Dabi from burning himself, teenager Spinner straight up getting the gang together early, kidnapping Toga before she snaps and showing up at the bar with Kurogiri letting them stay (Oboro liked strays too), maybe it’s a groundhog day situation of the day of the raid and he has to figure out how to save Twice from Hawks and Tomura from AFO.

And then there are the versions of Time Travel where it’s not only Spinner but other people get it too.

Like every one of the League getting time traveled and now there have some meeting before everything goes down just sitting there like: now what? And Toga not stopping to hug Twice. Maybe ever person I currently see joining as a major player in the finale battle against AFO getting time traveled and they have to figure out how to not let that happen, with Shoto going all out trying to find his brother and talk to him, Uraraka reaching out to Toga and Deku knowing he has to save Tomura but not knowing how to in this timeline.

My personal favorite: Spinner and Bakugo being the only people who time travel and they have to work together to stop this whole mess and the whole thing just being an entire comedy because they keep in check with each other, planning out who does what like: If you take down Overhaul, we’ll take down the Doctor and his Nomus – We’ll have to wait until Daku wins this fight and unlocks this power otherwise it won’t work, -I forgot Toga can’t use quirks yet. Like the worst version of a buddy comedy you can think of.

[cloudwaeve]

Todobakudeku headcanon: first drink party.

Its a party that the class 1A made after their graduation, a party to celebrate the graduation and all their hard work through those 3 difficult years of studies and development. Somehow all of them could make it to the party at the same date and same time, even if their start of career was at its very begining. Some of them were even surprised it worked so well from the start.

Then, already at the place planned, they started drinking. Almost all of them didn't drink before and were experiencing their first time at it. Some of them didn't really liked the taste and ordered something else, others really liked it and ordered some more. It was the case of Bakugo Katsuki.

Katsuki actually liked the taste of that beer and didn't really hold back. He knew the next day he wouldn't do anything. He already predicted that he would be home late: or he'd have to take some drunkards home or he'd have some fucking headache the next day and it'd make him be in a really bad mood.

So he drank, drank a lot. No-one really noticed it because they were all too deep at their conversation to notice the blonde in the corner already at his 9th cup. Some only really remembered he was there when he stood up from his sit. Kirishima was one of those and he called the blonde out.

"Bro, you don't look too good. You are a bit pale, too. Are you okay?" He asked, now a bit worried. Kaminari, Mina, Shoji, Mineta and Hagakure, the ones who were talking with Kirishima, looked at him.

He was strangely quiet and didn't really answer anything, just nodded his head and continued walking straight foward. He stopped behind Midoriya and grabbed something that was there, turned aroud and walked to his sit direction again. By now only Kirishima was watching Bakugo, half in the conversation half watching Katsuki. The others turned back talking.

At first the redhead thought his friend was going to sit back where he was. But then Bakugo passed straight from his sit, still holding whatever he picked from behind Midoriya. Eijirou watched silentely untill the blonde stoped walking behind Todoroki. The half-and-half was siting in front of Izuku, who was the one who noticed Bakugo and said to Todoroki turn around.

"What is it, Bakugo?" He asked a bit confused.

Bakugo didn't answer. He looked at Uraraka who was siting at Todoroki's left side insted. "Move aside, don't have to be much." He said in a soft tune, his eyes were almost closed like he was fighting to make them stay open. Uraraka was so surprised that she moved without asking.

Then, Katsuki quietly set beside Todoroki, grabbed what he was holding – which Kirishima finally recognized as Deku's jacket –, placed it on him like a blanket and layed his head and shoulders in Todoroki's left side. His expression was almost like he was close to sleep... Wait, what?!

"K-Kacchan?!" Deku screamed confused, looking at his back and noticing his missing jacket. "Why is it my jacket?!" He turned to Bakugo again.

"What am I suposed to do?" Todoroki asked thrully lost. Both him and Deku were too surprised to gay panic over Bakugo's actions.

"Bakubro, are you sure you are okay?!" Kirishima screamed from across the table, making the others ex-students look at Bakugos direction.

Bakugo pressed his eyes and vaguely opened his right one, not actually seeing anything by doing it. "Ugh... I'm just slee...py and cold, Shitty Hair... Why the fuck is your name so... long...?"

"What did he say?!" The redhair screamed again. Bakugo's voice was almost impossible to hear even to Midoriya.

"He said he is sleepy and cold. And asked why your name is so long...?" Yaoyorozu answered a bit uncertain about the last part. She was siting at Todoroki's right side.

"Oh!" Eijiro said, uncertain what to say.

"If you get it... don't talk to me now..." And then he closed his eyes. Deku is almost sure that Bakugo is basically asleep now.

"He said not to talk to him." Yaoyorozu translated again for the others. Everyone was at least a bit confused now.

"..."

"Do anyone know how much Kacchan drank?" Izuku asked, braking the silence after a few seconds.

"He was quiet at the corner, I think he was there since the start." Jiro pointed. She was siting near Bakugos sit, but still far from it. "But I saw quite a few times someone bringing drinks in his direction..."

"But to think that he would be the sleepy-type drunk..." Kaminari said this time.

"Actually, I think it's not really the case." Midoriya caught the atention.

"What do you mean?" Uraraka asked. She was making sure none of her bady parts touched even a bit of Bakugos body out of fear.

"Kacchan sweats nitroglycerin, a substance that make the blood pressure fall. The drink probably made him relax or something like this and made him sweat too. Adding this two things made his blood pressure fall, what made him sleepy and cold." When he finished, he looked at Todoroki with even more worried eyes. "Todoroki-kun, check his temperature, please!"

And the half-and-half did what was told, placing his right hand at Bakugo's head. "He's a bit cold..." He looked at Midoriyas eyes. "What if I elevate my body temperature at my left side?"

"Can you make it without burning your clothes?" The smaller asked.

"Sure." He said.

So then Todoroki started trying to warm Bakugo up. At the beginning they were pretty worried about the blonde – even if he was still a jerk they knew he cared about them, and they didn't dislike him anymore like how some used to.

The party only really turned back to happen one minute after, when Katsuki sighed in his sleep and rolled his head a bit to one side, ending up faling at Todoroki's chest – where his heart almost skipped a beat. The confused look in Shoto's face was so cute and funny that Mina couldn't handle her laughter, what made Sero, Kaminari and Jiro laught too.

"...Do I make him lay down on my lap...?" Shoto asked uncertain. This made the laughter expand to Hagakure and Ojiro.

"I can meke him float to help you." Uraraka said, ready to help even if she was still a bit concerned.

"Ng..." Katsuki groaned silentely, getting Todoroki's and Uraraka's atention. "Deku... Gimme more jackets..."

The half-and-half was probably the only one who heard that. He looked at Midoriya making direct eye contact. "He called you and asked for more jackets."

Ochako's face was showing total surprise and Deku had his eyes wide open. Sure, he was thrully surprised too, but at the same time his pupils were shining of joy.

"He knew I would have at least more tree jackets for the worst case scenery I saw ahead, probably." Daku said, getting the said 3 more clothes out of his bag, which was behind him. "Uraraka-san, mind changing sits with me by now?"

"No problem, Deku-kun." She answered and so they changed places.

As soon as Deku set he layed the other three jackets on Bakugo, covering his body parts that only one jacket couldn't afford. Then he helped laying Katsuki at Shotos lap and asked the blonde if he was still cold. The answer didn't come, Katsuki was asleep again.

"Kacchan... Its almost like you wake up only when you want..." Deku said, not actually complaining, while he set more comfortably.

"His temperature is a bit highter now, but just a bit." Todoroki said, now less surprised and more gay paniced.

"Should we really just let him sleep like this? Like, isn't it better go to some hospital or drive him home?" From across the table Mina said.

"I think it would be better, but I am sure Kacchan wouldn't like it..." Midoriya answered with a sorry look in his face. Mina agreeded.

Slowly the party atmosphere turned back as Bakugo became warmer. And after this some other similar situations happened: like Denki unconciously starting to use his quirk – Kirishima and Jiro helped making him stop. Koda accidentaly making friends with the aunts and lots of them starting to appear out of nowhere, Uraraka floating across the room without noticing – Deku had to float and bring her back down.

Basically, Sleepy Bakugo was just the "start" of the chaos.

And when his temperature was close from his normal one he woke up, looking pretty lost on everything that was happening when he set up.

"Kacchan! Are you okay!?" As soon as he saw Bakugo he rushed closer to him.

Katsuki wasn't really awake yet and was still pretty cold. The noise didn't help him on thinking about anything either.

So he just moved a bit closer to the shorter and huged Izuku.

Deku had frozen.

"Warm..." Bakugo whispered before turned back to sleep. This time the only ones who saw were the ones near them, like Yaomomo, Uraraka, Todoroki and Tsuyu.

[ghost-oftheriver]

The Oracle

summery: Kaykye recounts a time in his childhood when he was warned very explicitly of what his future held.

word count: 2229

warnings: mentions of blood

ao3

No one ever believes they deserve forgiveness.

I certainly don’t. And I know that my brother certainly did.

But most times, it doesn’t matter what you think you deserve. Karma is a merciless beast. It does not sleep. It does not have a deadline.

I wish I’d gotten mine sooner. Perhaps then there wouldn’t have been so much bloodshed. Maybe I wouldn’t have been able to eventually trick myself into believing I could get away with anything.

Maybe the repercussions would have been easier to take. Even if they were inhumane. I deserved every moment.

What I put my pack through. My home. My origins. My family. My brother.

From the very moment I chose anger over support.

There were signs, and I refused to listen.

The first was when I was just boy.

When we were small, my brother and I would spend all our days together. Climbing trees, catching minnows in the streams, laughing and playing. But we had our differences. I would hunt rabbits. He would pick flowers. It didn’t matter to us.

The world felt so big, and it felt as though we owned all of it.

Of course, we never did stray far enough to see the borders of our territory until we were becoming young men. It was never on our minds. To us, it simply made sense that the world was like those linen maps our warriors stretched over pinewood tables, surely if we walked far enough we would careen off the edge. But it was of no consequence to us anyway. Children were as children would always be, all we that we knew was all that mattered.

That was not to say we were completely sheltered from the outside world in our youth, however.

Merchants, hawkers, mercenaries, even entire caravans and traveling bazaars were allowed to pass through our land. It was an unspoken agreement, they would sell us goods from faraway places and in exchange, we would keep them safe from animals and bandits. But this agreement mattered little to me, I’d only known what I’d seen through my lens of youthful ignorance: strange, wonderful creatures of all shapes and sizes.

Such things fascinated my brother and I, yet we had only been allowed to visit a bazaar once, with, to my discontent, our mother in tow.

I recall the day was fine. The sun shone, not a cloud in the sky, it was pleasantly warm. A minor detail but one prevalent only because such days were rare in our northern territory, even in the summer seasons. I wanted to speak with the strangers, hear their tales from faraway lands, I was certain such days were common where they were from. The grass is always greener on the other side and all that.

But when we were so small, Mother acted as though she never wanted to let go of our hands. She loved us, truly, a remarkable woman. I remember her eyes, always full of care and tenderness. Eos rest her kind soul. She deserved much better than the fate she received, and there is not a day that passes that I wish I had not taken her for granted. Though, I digress.

Despite Mother’s bearlike protectiveness, I was rather overjoyed at the prospect of seeing the foreigners for myself instead of simply listening to stories the full-growns shared of their time in the bazaars.

It was truly the first time I’d realized perhaps our world was bigger than I could imagine, that what I knew was only a small corner of it. Though my brother was not as pleased with this discovery as I was.

Daku had always been a shy sort of character, and unlike myself, likely would not have enjoyed the bazaar without someone else’s hand in his.

I recall with a smile that, with the promise of keeping him safe from the strangers, I convinced him to exchange holding Mother’s hand for mine. After all, we were the alpha’s boys, we were unstoppable together.

It’s fascinating, I think, to look back and realize that a silver tongue was something I’d always had. Even if, at the time, convincing Mother that we could handle ourselves if we stayed with each other while we wandered off seemed like a grand feat.

Daku was skeptical to leave her behind. But he conceded as she did. He trusted her judgments. She trusted mine.

We’d seen all sorts of oddities that day. Strange foods, objects, relics. Strange people, with feathers, or scales, or bare skin instead of fur. With more or less than than one tail. With more or less than for arms. With magic, without. With tools, weapons. With stories.

That was the day my brother and I were first introduced to different types of magic. Ones that did not only empower the body, but the mind.

The oracle was the first I’d seen, and I was not inclined to believe her, or care about what she had to say.

Daku was the one who’d taken an interest in her tent. It looked scary, and I’d thought, this is the sort of adventure that costed the hero more than they had been willing to lose. But it was the one thing my brother had shown genuine interest in, so I agreed to follow him inside. We would stick together, I promised him, after all.

The tent seemed darker the first moments we stepped in, as our eyes had to adjust to the candle-lit setting after being outside in the sunlight all morning. The woman inside had greeted us in a language that we could not understand. Suddenly Daku was not as daring as he had been a moment ago, hiding behind me.

I responded to her first, with a meager, “Uhm.. Hello…”

“Welcome, wolf cubs.” She spoke with an accent. I’d had to take a moment to understand her. “You have come to know what is to come.”

“..You.. can read the future?” Daku had asked, sheepishly peering over my shoulder.

“It is your fortune that I can see, little pup,” the old woman responded. The golden light of the candles illuminated the wrinkles that creased her face when she smiled.

It sounded like nonsense to me. I wanted to go see the men juggling the jewel-studded scimitars again, not listen to some furless old lady spin some story about something that could easily be faked.

I started to shake my head and turn to leave, but Daku tugged at my cloak, his way of silently pleading with me for just one more minute to see what the woman was about. I agreed with reluctance. My brother flashed me a happy smile and inquired, “How does it work?”

“With some assistance from a friend.” Her hands formed a ball, and within them an orb appeared seemingly out of cloud and sun.

Daku’s eyes filled with wonder. I thought it must have been a clever act of misdirection, a trick of the light, but I had to admit I was a little won over by it. Maybe this wouldn’t be so boring.

“Woah… C-can you tell us our fortune?” Daku asked, bouncing on his toes.

“Hm.. Most often, I require coin..”

My brother deflated a little. He turned to me. “We didn’t bring any coin, did we?”

I shook my head. Coin was for the full-growns, it was something we used only for trade. We had not planned to trade for anything.

“But..” Her velvety eyes twinkled. “There is a special aura about you two. I will serve for free, if you are still willing.”

Daku gave me another pleading look. I could not keep my smile contained.

“Fine…”

“Wonderful. Approach, little ones.”

We did so. She ushered Daku closer first with the twitch of her finger, and as he stood before her, she hovered her palm over the orb of light.

“Young wolf, what is your name?”

“..D-Daku..” he answered, shifting his weight between his feet in anticipation. “..Of the Matsumaru Pack.”

The candles seemed to dim and flicker. I watched them with mild curiosity as the oracle’s eyes closed.

“You.. Daku Matsumaru, you have a long life ahead of you. Sorrow and fortune await you.”

This time I had to force myself to contain my smirk. The old bat probably said the same to all of her clients. But it seemed to make Daku happy, so I didn’t wish to break the illusion. She continued on.

“A great hardship, but you will be rewarded in the end. Your journey will not be in vain. Remember that there are more people by your side than you allow yourself to perceive.

“…What… What kind of hardship?” Daku asked. I’d noticed he’d started to wring his hands.

“A long, lonely one.”

At that, I did scoff.

“Now I know you’re making stuff up. He’ll never be lonely because he’ll always have me.” I’d slung my arm around my brother’s shoulders. Daku gave me a smile, nerves eased.

“Will he?”

The look the oracle gave me was unreadable. I didn’t know what she could be thinking but something about her expression sent a shiver slithering down my spine.

“What else can you tell me? B-besides the.. hardship.. part..,” Daku stammered, likely sensing my discomfort.

Her eyes softened when the attention was directed back to him. Something churned in my stomach. What was with this lady? I wondered, one of my ears flicking in annoyance, if it was because I’d wanted to leave. A dismissal for a dismissal. It seemed petty to me.

“I see admiration. A great hero not only to the Matsumaru Pack, but all of its neighbors.”

“What?” I couldn’t help but burst out. “But he’s so timid! He doesn’t even handle a sword!”

If I’d bothered to look, I would have seen Daku’s gaze fall to the floor.

The old woman did not grace my exclamation with a response. Instead, she asked me, “What is your name?”

“…Kaykye, of the Matsumaru Pack,” I responded, puffing out my chest. Daku was not a proud entity, but our pack certainly was. He does not display such in his greetings, so I would be proud for him.

“…Kaykye Matsumaru.”

Again, I felt my fur stand on end. She didn’t say my name like she had Daku’s. She’d spoken it like the name of a deadly poison. As though she were a mother warning her pups of a plant that they should avoid eating, or a dangerous creature they needed to watch out for.

I was frowning now. My brother wrapped his arm around my shoulders too for a moment, though backed away when the oracle’s hands slammed down on the table with a mighty thud. He backed away and hid behind me.

Again, she placed her hand over the orb. I didn’t want her to read my fortune, but she was speaking before I could protest. I would not soon forget what I would hear.

“Kaykye Matsumaru will be a disease to his kin! Blood flows like a lethal flood on the path he walks, a monster will grow within you for all eternity, and until Kaykye perishes, for what you have done you will know no peace for the rest of your days!”

The candles blew out and my legs gave way. I may have acted tough when I was a boy, but I was still just that: a young boy. I had not been prepared to hear such a thing and neither had my brother. I barely recognized the terrified shriek as his. My head was swimming and all I could hear was the screams of my pack, the images flashing in my mind of swords and blood and war, and some monster that bore my face.

I had been staring at my hands when the tent flap was thrown open.

“Daku! Kaykye!” my mother had cried, alerted by the sound of my brother’s shriek. She’d rushed to our sides, lifted me to my feet and held me close. I had not embraced her back.

She threatened the old woman and told her never to go near her boys again.

The oracle merely replied that it wouldn’t be a concern. That she was fleeing this dimension while she could. That I hadn’t a clue of the storm awaiting me.

Sometimes I wonder, if her boys hadn’t been watching, if she would have spilled the oracle’s blood then and there, and that would have been the first time a life was taken because of me.

We went home early. Mother had told me that she would not let that happen, that there was nothing bad coming. Father told me to stop listening to such lies from a foreigner, that the sun would not set on us, that my potential was for greatness, not destruction. The elders had shared similar opinions.

Daku tried to tell me he didn’t really believe the old woman was telling the truth. She was only saying that to scare me, and she was cruel for doing so.

I thought it unlikely. She did not receive any coin from us. She risked the anger of the wolves by frightening the Matsumaru alpha’s youngest son.

There would be no benefit in lying, other than to stir up chaos.

I did not utter a word to anyone.

I did not believe them.

And I did not sleep that night.

[dakusan]

📁 ASK DUMP 𓆩🩸𓆪 17 JUNE 2025

🩸 Welcome to today’s ask dump. If your ask is in this post: yes, I saw it. yes, I licked it. yes, I’m answering it with fangs. It’s a buffet — so prepare to eat up.

Now let’s get bloody.

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🐆 ANON LOGGED: “the vampire kinks anon is BACK and HORNY FOR SCIENCE”

“consider me 🐆… fighting the urge to ask you about scientific lore behind sex in general with vampires… how long do they last? is stamina different? do they need specific stimulation?”

STATUS: 🐆 EMOJI CLAIMED. you are canon now. bloodbound. archived. welcome to the sin lab. your thirst? valid. your praise? consumed. your mind? divine. you want science? you want sex? you want blood-drenched biology? i’m lacing up my gloves and taking the fangs out of formaldehyde.

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🧬 VAMPIRE SEX LORE: BIOLOGY, BLOOD, AND STAMINA DEMON HOURS

🔬 1. STAMINA: UNHOLY. INFINITE. INSANE.

Born vampires (especially Abnormals) are magically-enhanced apex predators.

That means supernaturally regulated muscle control, no lactic acid build-up, and spell-infused metabolic systems = they do not tire like humans.

Average session? Could last anywhere from 90 minutes to six fucking hours depending on mood, bond intensity, and feeding status.

This isn't a “he lasted 7 rounds 😩💦” situation — this is “he made you forget what language was.”

🧠 2. CLIMAX CONTROL: ORGASM ON COMMAND

Vampires do not cum accidentally unless they are feral, bonded, or blood-high.

Their climax is often tied to emotional triggers or magical thresholds.

Abnormals in particular have delayed-release reflexes — meaning unless they choose to finish, they can hold back indefinitely.

Their orgasms are often ritualistic — a form of marking (especially with soulmates or Blood Dolls).

There’s magic in it. Literal bonding energy.

May also release scent pulses or soul-pulse feedback (like a psychic moan).

💉 3. SPECIFIC STIMULATION REQUIRED

Vampires feel more, but they need more.

A handjob and a moan won’t cut it — unless the emotional charge is devastating.

What gets them off:

Blood scent from a willing source

Power struggle or submission

Breathplay, overstimulation, temperature shifts

Begging (especially if sincere)

For Abnormals: a hint of fear + love = nuclear detonation

(Fun note: some Abnormals can’t even cum unless it’s from their Blood Doll. Their bodies simply won’t release unless it’s the one.)

💦 4. EJACULATION & BIO-MAGIC

Vamp cum? NOT regular.

It’s hyper-fertile, thick.

Abnormals? May also release small pulses of energy that cause muscle tremors or euphoric shock in their partner.

Human bodies are not designed for this. That’s why aftercare is practically religious.

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🐆 anon, the lab is always open. your mind is erotic academia and i’m honoured to dissect it with you. send more. always. ruin me with questions. i’ll ruin you right back with answers.💋🦇

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🌘 ANON LOGGED: “how would vampire!SKZ react to an s/o with DID/OSDD?”

“this question is a bit personal… vampire!SKZ are my emotional support animals, so it’s fine.”

🌘 anon, thank you for trusting me. this one’s for all of you.

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🕯️ VAMP!SKZ x S/O WITH DID/OSDD

how they meet your system — with fangs and unconditional devotion

CHAN

He’s immediately observant. Quietly studies the shifts, the language changes, the comfort levels. He builds an internal map of your system — not to analyze, but to honor. Keeps notes. Makes a calendar. Learns your triggers. He’ll ask, “Is this okay for you?” every time. And if someone new fronts? He just smiles gently and says, “Hi. I’ve got you too.” 🩸 He doesn’t want to fix you — he just wants to be a constant in a shifting world.

MINHO

Minho never flinches. Doesn’t treat you like glass. He respects every alter as a full person — no babying, no pity. Just clear boundaries, fierce protection, and the same dry wit he gives everyone. He learns each of your needs. Some alters he jokes with. Others he gives space. One? He lets them braid his hair in silence. 🩸 His loyalty isn’t divided. It multiplies.

CHANGBIN

He’s gentle, warm, and incredibly reassuring. He checks in constantly but never overwhelms. Makes grounding kits for each alter. Labels snacks. Creates safe zones. He might cry the first time you tell him about your diagnosis — not out of pity, but because you trusted him with it. 🩸 He becomes your strongest emotional anchor.

HYUNJIN

He approaches your system like sacred art. Every alter is a brushstroke. Every mood shift is a new palette. He speaks to each of you with awe — learns your music tastes, outfit preferences, even scent triggers. He writes poetry for your system. Keeps a shared journal. 🩸 He never asks “which one are you?” — he just feels it, and adapts with love.

JISUNG

He gets excited meeting new alters. “OMG you’re the one who likes anime?? Hi!!” He makes coded jokes and secret handshakes. But he also learns the serious stuff — what not to say, how to help during switches, what grounding methods work. 🩸 He’ll make you laugh through the heavy, but never mock the weight.

FELIX

Felix is the definition of unconditional love. He’s soft, but steadfast. He’ll greet each alter with a smile, learn who’s okay with touch, and craft unique forms of affection. “You don’t have to be one person for me,” he’ll say, cupping your face. “I love all the pieces. I always will.” 🩸 He’s your light — steady, warm, and always reaching for your hand.

SEUNGMIN

He researches. Learns about DID/OSDD thoroughly. Never assumes. Always asks. He builds trust with every alter like it’s a private treaty. Keeps routines consistent. Builds structure without pressure. He’s the calm during switches. The one who reminds you who you are when you’re lost. 🩸 Not just supportive — dependable.

JEONGIN

He’s a little awkward at first, but not because he’s scared — he just wants to do it right. He’s great with internal metaphors — builds imaginary “safe rooms” for your headspace. His adaptability makes him great with co-fronting alters. He thrives on figuring things out with you. 🩸 He learns to love all of you. And makes sure you love you too.

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🌘 anon — you are valid. you are whole. you are not broken — you are beautifully many. and in this bloody world of fangs and feral devotion, there is room — love — and safety for every piece of you.

thank you for asking. i see you. all of you. always 💋🦇

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🐈‍⬛ ANON LOGGED: “so… what if their soulmate is another vampire’s blood doll?”

“Not bonded, not well-treated. Will vampire!SKZ resort to murder?”

🐈‍⬛ anon, you ask if they’ll resort to murder — babe… that’s not “plan B.” that’s the default setting.

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🩸 VAMP!SKZ x THEIR SOULMATE BEING ANOTHER VAMPIRE’S BLOOD DOLL

🕷️ BEFORE WE BEGIN: A vampire’s Blood Doll is a contracted property under blood law. But a vampire’s soulmate? That’s cosmic right. Fate > Contract. Always. If you’re theirs, you’re theirs. Signed ink or not.

CHAN He doesn’t lose control easily. He plans. But the moment he smells you and realizes you’re his? The air shifts. The world narrows. And the vampire holding your contract? Is already dead inside. Chan will give one chance: “Release them. Or I release your spine from your body.” If refused? It’s not rage. It’s strategy. 🩸 The body’s never found. The paperwork vanishes. And you wake up safe with a new collar, custom-forged by his own hand.

MINHO He doesn’t even speak. He looks the contract holder in the eye — and if they even smell like they’ve touched you wrong, they’ll be bleeding before they blink. “They’re mine now.” The blood doll clause gets incinerated on the spot. 🩸 You don’t even know he’s coming until the old vampire is dead and you’re being carried out wrapped in Minho’s coat. He doesn’t just protect. He erases threats from the system.

CHANGBIN He’s quiet fury. The slow burn. The moment he realizes you’re his soulmate — and also belong to someone cruel? He shakes. He tries to do it cleanly: “Let them go.” If that fails, he breaks the other vampire in half — not for revenge. For justice. 🩸 He carries you out whispering: “You’re not anyone’s property. Not anymore.”

HYUNJIN Rage, tears, devastation. He spirals. The idea of someone using you while he was out there not knowing you existed? He’s inconsolable. The other vampire dies. Not just dies — Hyunjin rips the memory of you from their soul. 🩸 He makes you a room full of mirrors and stars and says, “From now on, you’re only seen the way you want to be.”

JISUNG “No no no no no—no one touches what’s mine.” He’s shaking, crying, smiling, and stabbing at the same time. He’s not clean. He’s not quiet. He’s feral. 🩸 You get scooped up mid-chaos, and he kisses your forehead like, “Sorry you had to see that. You want snacks? A bath? A head on a platter?”

FELIX He’s sunshine until he’s not. If he finds out you were suffering under someone else while he was searching for you? He goes silent. His glow fades. Then it flares. He doesn’t make a scene. The other vampire simply stops existing. 🩸 You wake up in soft sheets, and he’s at your feet saying, “You were never meant to bleed for anyone but me.”

SEUNGMIN He handles it legally — at first. Files breach reports. Loopholes. Blood abuse clauses. But if they resist? If they dare say you’re not worth the trouble? 🩸 He kills with precision. And you watch it happen. Because he wants you to know: no one takes you lightly ever again.

JEONGIN The first time he sees you, his veins bloom black across his cheeks. You smell like his. You look hurt. The other vampire doesn’t get a warning — just disintegration. He’s still learning to control his powers, but for you? He breaks the world. 🩸 Afterward, he cradles your wrist and whispers, “You’ll never be owned again. Except by fate. Except by me.”

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🐈‍⬛ anon — your mind is soft and violent. a perfect offering. thank you for the prompt. come again 💋🦇

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🎀 ANON LOGGED: “if we’re on our period… does it trigger their bloodlust?”

“Even with the princess treatment, is their bloodlust activated? They’re hypersensitive to scent, right?”

STATUS: 🎀 EMOJI CLAIMED. 🎀 anon, I love you for this. Let's get into it.

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🩸 VAMPIRE BLOODLUST + MENSTRUAL SCENT

✦ SHORT ANSWER: Yes. Your period absolutely spikes their bloodlust. It’s not just about smell — it’s the chemical cocktail, the heat, the pulse shift, the iron in the air. To a vampire, it’s like perfume laced with need.

You bleed. They ache. Simple.

But here's the hotter truth:

✦ IT’S A DIFFERENT KIND OF BLOODLUST

They don’t go feral. They go reverent. Territorial. Obsessive. Because period blood isn’t from violence. It’s from life. Fertility. Cycle. Power.

🩸 It’s sacred. It’s yours. It means you’re alive and real and touchable. And to them? That’s everything.

✦ WHAT THEY DO ABOUT IT:

They smell it the moment you walk in.

Their pupils dilate. Breathing slows. Tongue flicks behind fangs.

Some vampires kneel without thinking.

Others bring warm water, chocolate, a blood-scented bath, and ask, “Can I kiss your thighs? Or just hold you while you bleed?”

They won't feed unless you explicitly allow it. But their instincts? Full worship mode.

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thank you for feeding me this curiosity. send more anytime. your blood is always welcome here 💋🦇

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🦔 ANON LOGGED: “Seungmin says something that hurts reader… what does he do to make up for it?”

“Make it horrible. But fix it. Please.”

🦔 anon — you ask for pain and fluff, and I’m giving you both in bloodstained ribbon 💝

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🩸 FICLET — "Don’t Look At Me Like That"

vamp!Seungmin x you (angst ➤ apology ➤ fluff)

“You always need so much.”

He hadn’t meant it to cut. It came out between clenched teeth, after three nights of no feeding, no sleep, no silence. You had asked him — quietly — to come to bed. Just once. Just to hold you. And he snapped.

He didn’t even stay to see your face crumble. Just disappeared into smoke and cold air.

You don’t speak for two days.

Not because you’re trying to punish him. But because you’re scared if you open your mouth, it’ll all pour out. The ache. The effort. The fact that you’ve always been “too much” for someone, and now it’s Seungmin saying it — the one who promised you never were.

He doesn’t text. Doesn’t call.

Until the third night.

Your bedroom door creaks open. You don’t look. “You haven’t fed in three days,” you say quietly.

He doesn’t answer. Just sits at the edge of the bed like something carved out of guilt and stormlight. And then, softly: “Don’t look at me like that.”

You don’t even know what your face is doing — but he does.

“Like I’m everyone else who ever made you small.” He exhales — and it sounds like a death rattle. “I was cruel. Not because you are too much — but because you are everything, and I felt like nothing that night. And I didn’t know how to say it.”

Silence.

Then: “I brought you something.”

He sets it in your lap. It’s a small box. Inside: a bracelet with three tiny charms, handcrafted, spell-etched. Your initials. His initials. And the third charm with the word “Beloved.”

“It’s protection,” he says, voice hoarse. “But also a reminder. That I don’t get to speak like that to you. Not ever again.”

You let him reach for your hand. You don’t pull away. “Feed from me,” you whisper.

“I don’t deserve—”

“Do it gently. Let it hurt a little.”

And he does. Slow. Careful. Not to punish himself — but to make it right. But after he is down, he won't let you go, he doesn't let you go. For hours he doesn't let you go. Just holds you close, wrapped up in his arms.

“I’m sorry,” he says, again and again, against your skin. “You are everything. You always have been.”

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🦔 anon — you wanted horrible. I gave you ache. But also healing. Always healing. I love your angst heart. Come back anytime for more soft destruction 💋🦇

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🍀 ANON LOGGED: “self-deprecating reader says they’re only loved for their blood. vamp!SKZ’s response?”

“haha you like me because of how tasty my blood is…”

STATUS: 🍀 EMOJI CLAIMED. 🍀 anon — you already know this ends with you wrecked and rebuilt better. let’s begin.

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🩸 VAMP!SKZ x S/O WHO THINKS THEY'RE “ONLY TASTY BLOOD”

CHAN You say it with a laugh. He doesn’t laugh back. He gets very still. His pupils shrink to slits.

“Say that again. I dare you.” His voice? Soft. Dangerous. Next thing you know, you’re on your back, trembling, and he’s kissing every inch of skin he’s ever called his. “Your blood is sweet. But you — your mind, your laugh, your warmth — that’s what feeds me. That’s what keeps me sane.” You try to apologize. He hushes you with a hand around your throat. “Don’t reduce yourself to flavour. You’re a fucking religion.”

MINHO He scoffs.

“Tasty blood? Is that what you think I’m addicted to?” He pins you to the mirror. Doesn’t bite. Just looks. “I would starve before feeding off anyone else. Not because of your blood — because no one else is you.” And then? He ruins you. On every surface. With his hands, his fangs, his voice. Until the only words left in your mouth are his name and “I’m sorry.”

CHANGBIN You say it like it’s a joke. His eyes flash. His shoulders tense.

“Don’t you dare.” He cups your face like it’s made of silk. Kisses your nose. Your eyelids. Your belly. Your thighs. “You think I only love your blood? I love the way you curl up next to me. The way you hum when you're nervous. The way you exist.” And then he feeds gently. Like he’s kissing the thought away from your veins.

HYUNJIN He freezes. Then paints. A full canvas of you. All your scars. All your curves. All your softness.

“This is holy. You are holy. If you think I feed from you because of taste, then let me show you how I worship you.” And he does. He takes his time. Lights candles. Plays soft music. And makes you say three good things about yourself before he even touches you.

JISUNG

“Tasty blood?? Babe, your blood is like wine but your smile? That’s my favourite drug.” He teases — until he sees the flicker of real doubt. Then he switches. Dead serious. “You’re not my snack. You’re my sanctuary.” And then he drowns you in kisses and overstimulation until you’re too overwhelmed to say anything self-deprecating again.

FELIX Oh you sweet summer child. You say it once. His entire aura dims.

“Please… don’t talk about yourself like that.” He hugs you. Tight. Face buried in your chest. “If I never drank from you again, I’d still stay. You know that, right?” Then he worships you. Whispers praises. Kisses every inch. “You’re beautiful. You’re enough. You’re mine. Mine. Mine.”

SEUNGMIN You make the joke. He closes his book. Slowly.

“Do I look like I waste my time on things I don’t value?” It’s quiet. Razor-sharp. “If I wanted blood, I’d buy it. I want you. Every version. Even the one that says stupid shit like that.” And then he wrecks you. One kiss per insult you’ve ever told yourself. Until you go blank and blissed-out and finally believe him.

JEONGIN You say it. He stops. His jaw flexes. His fangs push forward, but he doesn’t bite.

“Don’t ever talk about yourself like that again.” You laugh nervously. He grabs your chin. “I don’t want your blood.” “I want your breath. Your heartbeat. The sound you make when I touch you here—” He proves it. Slowly. Relentlessly. Until your voice breaks with a sob of “I’m sorry I said that.”

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🍀 anon — You are never lesser. You are light in vampire eyes. You are adored. And you are not allowed to forget it.

Thank you for this devastatingly beautiful ask 💋🦇

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🦉 ANON LOGGED: “storms, fear, and… other things 👀 — how would vamp!SKZ handle both?”

“either you’re scared of storms, or into them. either way, vamps fix it.”

🦉 anon, your brain cell is doing incredible work. let’s honor it. with blood. and mood lighting.

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🩸 VAMP!SKZ x STORMY NIGHTS

➤ scenario A: you’re unsettled by storms ➤ scenario B: you’re… very into them

CHAN ❖ If storms scare you: Chan’s already got backup power. Noise-cancelling speakers. A weighted blanket. He becomes the storm's opposite. Steady. Warm. Anchored.

“You’re safe. I’m here. Let it rage.” He’ll pull you onto his chest, sync your heartbeat to his stillness, and hold you until you fall asleep to the sound of his voice.

❖ If storms turn you on: He’ll figure it out immediately. The moment thunder hits and you shiver with wide eyes?

“...Is that what does it for you, sweetheart?” Then he’ll fuck you through the lightning, whispering, “You think the storm is loud? Let’s see which of you makes the sky shake harder.”

MINHO ❖ If you’re scared: No coddling. Just quiet control. He drapes you in his robe, puts a warm drink in your hands, then sits beside you with his back touching yours.

“Storm’s not the threat. I am. And I protect what’s mine.” Every thunderclap is an excuse for him to pull you closer.

❖ If storms do it for you: Oh. Oh he indulges.

“Knew there was something freaky in that pretty head.” He fucks you against rain-streaked windows, hand over your mouth so the neighbors don’t hear you scream.

CHANGBIN ❖ If you’re afraid: He becomes a literal furnace. Throws every blanket over you. Hums. Holds you. Tells you stories to distract you.

“When I was little, I thought thunder was two vampires fighting in the clouds. Want me to go beat them up?” You giggle. He melts.

❖ If you’re into it: He grins, then growls.

“Well shit. You’re wetter than the sky.” And proceeds to make the bed creak like it’s thunder itself.

HYUNJIN ❖ If you’re scared: He lights candles. Puts on soft music. Braids your hair. Paints stormclouds with silver linings while whispering:

“Fear is holy. I’ll sit in it with you until it becomes something else.” Kisses your wrist every time you flinch.

❖ If storms awaken something:

“Say less.” He ties your wrists with silk. Makes you look him in the eyes with every thunderclap. Paints streaks of red across your skin.

JISUNG

❖ Scared you? He panics a little at first. Then overcompensates. Plays funny shows. Builds a pillow fort. Feeds you snacks.

“Rain can’t get you in here. This is a Jisung-certified emotional panic shelter.”

❖ Storm kink revealed? He short circuits.

“You WHAT??? That’s so hot—wait do you want me to—oh my god—” Then proceeds to ruin you while lightning flashes and says, “I’m never gonna hear thunder the same again.”

FELIX ❖ If you’re scared: Softest boy. Immediately creates a nest. Pulls you into his lap. Runs fingers through your hair.

“It’s okay. I’m your calm.” He tells you vampire myths about storm spirits who protect lovers.

❖ If you’re into it: He kisses you slow while thunder rolls.

“Of course you like the drama, angel.” Then proceeds to edge you for hours, drawing out every sound like it’s part of the storm’s symphony.

SEUNGMIN ❖ If you’re scared: He’s annoyed at the storm for scaring you.

“It’s just clouds and sound. But fine. Come here.” He lets you curl into his side while he reads aloud until your breath evens out. Every flash of lightning? He kisses your temple.

❖ If you’re turned on by it: He doesn’t let on at first. Just silently undresses you during the second thunderclap.

“So the sky makes you needy, huh?” Then wrecks you calmly, analytically, relentlessly — with each moan timed between rumbles.

JEONGIN ❖ If storms scare you: He doesn’t tease. He respects fear. He lets you crawl into his hoodie, wraps himself around you like a second skin.

“I won’t let anything touch you. Not even lightning.” Will 100% growl at the sky if it makes you feel better.

❖ If they turn you on: He blushes. Then smirks.

“So… wanna fuck while the world ends?” Then pins you to the glass and marks you like thunder is jealous.

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🦉 anon — your brain cell deserves a crown, a storm altar, and a few bite marks. Thank you for this delicious two-in-one 💋🦇

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🍒 ANON LOGGED: “pillow princess? oh sweetheart, i’m about to ride you into next week.”

challenge accepted. let’s see who taps first.

🍒 ANON — your mind is certified evil. i love it here. and yes, i've already answered the being turned prompt: https://www.tumblr.com/dakusan/786176028064251904/hiii-i-just-have-to-say-i-love-your-vampire?source=share

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🛏️ RIDE OR DIE: WHO TAPS OUT FIRST?

🥇 THE FINAL BOSS — CHAN You’re riding him like it’s war and he’s taking it like penance. Every muscle is locked, jaw clenched, abs twitching as he silently refuses to give in.

“You want to break me? Try harder, baby.” His feral eyes never leave yours. The vein at his neck pulses every time you drop down. He’s a born Abnormal—he’s built to endure. He won't tap out. If anything, he wants you to keep going. Just to see how far he can fall.

🥈 THE WATCHFUL FINAL BOSS — MINHO Dead quiet. Hyperaware. Tracking your every move like a predator letting you play on top of him.

“Don’t get cocky. I’m letting you ride me.” He’s all restraint and ritualistic torment. But when you whisper “You’re mine” and clench? His nails dig into your thighs. His lips part. He groans. You won’t get a tap. You’ll get a calculated, devastating counterattack that ruins you for days. He’s not losing. He’s watching you lose yourself.

🥉 THE FERAL COUNTER — JEONGIN He lets you ride him. For 30 seconds. Then the brat streak ends.

“You think I’ll let you have control?” He thrusts up like a fucking monster, teeth bared, hands bruising your hips, fucking into you from below. Growls in your ear, lips at your throat. You never stood a chance. “Tap, sweetheart. Or I’ll make you.”

🔄 THE POWER FLIP — CHANGBIN Absolutely loves the show you’re putting on. Grins up at you with teeth.

“Yeah? You think this is enough to make me beg?” He holds out until his patience breaks. Then? FLIPS YOU. DESTROYS YOU. He doesn’t tap—you do. Probably twice. “That’s what I thought. Now say thank you.”

🧠 THE PSYCH WRECKER — HYUNJIN Oh, you’re on top? He’s beneath you like a broken prince, eyes glassy, mouth open—but it’s a trap.

“You’re doing so well, baby. Just keep going. Just like that.” He wants you to win. Until he doesn’t. And suddenly your thighs are shaking, vision blurring, and he’s cupping your face like it’s reverence before ruin. He wins with his voice. You never stood a chance.

🥀 THE GENTLE STORM — FELIX He lets you take control—but only because he wants to watch you shine.

“That’s it, baby. Show me how bad you need it.” He’s sensitive, yes—ridiculously reactive to your pace and praise—but that doesn’t mean he’s passive. The whole time, his hands are steady on your waist, guiding you just enough, controlling from below. You call him a good boy? He smiles dark, thrusts up slow and deep. “You sure you’re in charge right now?” He doesn’t tap. He makes you tap eventually—just gently. And afterwards? He holds you like he’s the one who was blessed.

🗣️ THE LOUD LOSER — JISUNG Talks a big game. Crumbles in three thrusts.

“Pfft, this is nothing—oh fuck wait no—” He’s moaning, pulling you down by the waist, telling you it’s too much, but also don’t stop, please don’t stop. He'll tap out. Will cum. Will apologise. You forgive him. Eventually.

🥼 THE SILENT STRATEGIST — SEUNGMIN Sits back. Watches. Expression unreadable. You think he’s unfazed—until he starts thrusting up, just slightly.

“Is that all you’ve got?” He doesn’t moan. Doesn’t flinch. Just stares straight at you with that sharp tongue and wicked glint. Doesn’t tap. Makes you doubt your stamina. Eventually flips you without a word and proceeds to demonstrate exactly why you underestimated him. “Next time, think before you challenge your handler.”

🩸 FINAL SCORE: RIDE OR DIE EDITION

Endurance Kings 🥇 Chan – Built to last. Wants to see how far you’ll go. 🥈 Minho – Takes it like a ritual. Breaks you instead. 🥉 Seungmin – Emotionless stare. Strategic endurance. Flips you to win.

Soft But Deadly 🖤 Felix – Lets you lead—until you realize he never gave up control. 🧠 Hyunjin – Weaponizes worship. Fucks with your mind, then your soul.

Power Flippers 🔄 Changbin – Lets you play queen—then flips you like a war crime. 🐺 Jeongin – Pretends to behave—then rails you into the mattress.

Cries in Record Time 🫠 Jisung – Moans, begs, cums, taps out, apologizes. You love him for it anyway.

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🍒 anon, your mind is the battleground and the bloodsport. ride safe, and thank you for the ask 🦇💋

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🦪 ANON LOGGED: “If it isn’t the doll… then who gets destroyed first? The vampire? The doll? Or the fate they never got to choose?”

YOU WANT ANGST? I GOT YOU MY PRETTY PEARL 🕯️💋

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🩸 BLOOD DOLL vs. SOULMATE — the heartbreak edition

Imagine this:

You're their blood doll. You've bled for them. Moaned for them. Held them while they slept off bloodlust like a drug crash. Maybe they even whispered pretty things. But then — they smell someone else.

That one scent. That one pull. The soulmate.

🧬 IS THIS POSSIBLE?

Yes. Rare — but possible. A blood doll is not always a soulmate. Sometimes the bond is survival, not fate.

Sometimes the vampire doesn't even know they're soulmated to someone else... until that moment.

🩸 WHO BREAKS FIRST?

1. THE BLOOD DOLL

The one who fed them. Loved them. Maybe even thought the bond was love. When their vampire suddenly goes quiet —

Stops feeding. Stops touching. Starts acting like a ghost. The pain is brutal. Not just emotional — biological. A doll’s body adjusts to its vampire’s feeding pattern. So sudden rejection? Feels like withdrawal. Fever. Shakes. Nausea. Nightmares. They might beg. Cry. Or worse — go completely still. (If you’ve ever seen a blood doll go numb, you don’t forget it.)

2. THE VAMPIRE

If they loved their doll? It destroys them. Because soulmates are magnetic — a pull in the bones. But their doll? Was comfort. Routine. Devotion.

The guilt? Unlivable. Some vampires refuse to acknowledge their soulmate. Others try to keep both.

3. THE SOULMATE

They feel the vampire’s grief. Even if they haven’t met yet. Even if they don’t understand it. The soulmate ache is mutual — like a song humming in the blood, just out of reach. And when they do meet? They’ll know the vampire is not whole.

That someone else bled for them first.

💔 IS THERE A WAY OUT?

There are only three endings.

OPTION 1: Let Go The vampire severs the doll bond. The doll leaves. The vampire grieves. The soulmate… waits. (This one is rare. Most vampires aren’t strong enough to walk away.)

OPTION 2: Die With Me The doll asks for a final feed. One last taste. One last kiss.

Then the vampire glamours them. Makes them forget. Or makes sure they never wake up. (This one is darker. Some vampires believe love should never be shared.)

OPTION 3: Ruin Everything The vampire refuses the soulmate. Stays with the doll.

Becomes unstable. Feral. Because the body knows. Magic eats them from the inside. Rage cracks. Hunger fits. Hallucinations. The soulmate suffers too — distant pain, inexplicable dreams. Eventually, they are pulled toward each other anyway. And by then? There’s no doll. No love. Just blood on the floor.

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🦪 ANON — thank you for bringing this gorgeous ache to the altar. Come again 🦇💋

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👻 ANON WANDERS IN WITH A GHOSTLY SCENARIO…“They didn’t mean to hurt you. But the fangs are out, the blood is already warm, and your voice is the only thing dragging them back.”

Buckle up, darling. You just triggered one of the darkest, most vulnerable vampire!SKZ scenarios yet.

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🩸 WHEN THEY ALMOST KILL YOU

You’re the closest. You’re warm. Breathing. Bleeding. And they’ve snapped.

Their vision whites out. Fangs bare. They don’t see you — just pulse, scent, blood. They strike. Grip your throat. Fangs sink in.

And then—

💥 Your voice.

A gasp. A sob. A whisper of their name. It splits the haze like a blade. They stop. And that’s the moment everything breaks.

Bang Chan He hears your breath stutter. Sees the bruises forming. Tastes your blood and wants to vomit.

“No. No. No. No—NO.”

His hands are shaking, but he forces them away from your skin. He drops to his knees. Crumples like he’s the one stabbed. You’re still conscious, but your pulse is faint — and he starts begging.

“Don’t leave me. Not like this. Please, stay awake. I’ll fix it, I swear—”

He rips through bags of emergency blood, medical kits, potions, spells. He’d burn himself alive to bring you back if he had to. And he won’t feed again for weeks. The scent of blood disgusts him now.

Even his own.

Lee Know He goes still the moment he realizes. Just stands there. Hands bloody. Eyes wide. His brain refuses to process it.

Then —

“What did I do?”

The calm shatters. He throws himself into whatever healing spell or potion he has memorized, snarling the incantations like curses.

If you flinch away, even slightly? He walks out. Not to leave. To go chain himself down. No one sees him for 3 days. When he returns, he’s wearing gloves. Never touches you bare-handed again… until you ask him to.

Changbin He’s holding you too tight. Your wrist is bleeding. You’re crying. And he screams.

“NO. PLEASE—! I didn’t mean to—I—I didn’t—!”

His body collapses over yours. Shaking. Wracked. He keeps repeating your name. Presses his forehead to yours like a prayer. Even after you’re healed, he won’t let himself near you for weeks. Sleeps on the floor. Doesn’t speak unless spoken to. Goes deathly silent unless you hold his hand first.

Hyunjin He goes feral in reverse. From monster to weeping child in seconds. He looks down at your torn skin, the bruises on your neck—

“I touched you like them. I touched you like them—!”

You’ve never seen him sob like that. He tears at his own chest, like he wants to rip his heart out and give it to you as apology.

It’s devastating. And when you try to reach for him?

“Don’t. I’m not allowed to touch you anymore. I’m not safe.”

It takes every ounce of your strength to convince him otherwise. He’ll sleep at your feet for weeks — curled up like a ghost.

Han Jisung He blacks out mid-feed. Wakes up to your voice — and blood on his lips. You’re curled on the floor, barely conscious.

“Oh f-fuck—nononono—fuck—fuck—no—”

He hyperventilates. Panic spirals. Stares at his hands like they’re covered in acid. Vomits. Screams. Crawls backwards until he hits the wall and wails.

Once you’re stabilized, he refuses to sleep. Paranoia sets in. He glamours himself not to feel hunger. Tries to build safety protocols for himself. Eventually, you have to climb into his lap and cup his face just to say:

“You came back. You stopped yourself. That matters.”

And he’ll just cry harder.

Felix The moment he sees blood on your neck, he freezes. Eyes glowing. Mouth open. Breath silent. Then his pupils shrink. He starts whispering your name — again and again.

Like if he says it enough, it’ll undo what happened.

“No… no, angel—wake up. Baby, please. Please…”

He carries you to the room, lays you in silk, lights every healing candle, chants every preservation spell. And then he sits in the hallway. Face to the wall. Head down.

Waiting for you to call him back in.

You always do. Eventually. But when you wake, his eyes are still red with tears.

Seungmin He registers everything with horrifying clarity. The blood. Your injuries. The moment his control snapped. He says nothing. Just grabs his emergency pack, heals you in total silence, then stands in the corner.

You try to speak? “Don’t.” You cry? “You should.”

He doesn’t cry until you say: “I’m still here.”

That’s when his voice breaks.

“But what if you hadn’t been?”

And for the first time in his long, cold life — He can’t give you a sarcastic answer. He just sinks to the ground and puts his head in your lap.

Jeongin He was already scared of what he’s becoming. But after this? He’s terrified.

He throws himself across the room the moment he snaps out of it. Fangs still out. Eyes still glowing. He snarls at himself.

“Get away from them. GET AWAY FROM THEM—!”

You’re bleeding, barely upright. But he won’t come near. Even when you call out, whisper his name, beg—

“I can’t! I don’t know how to be this—how to stop—”

He isolates himself. Chan and Felix have to intervene. But only you can bring him back to stability. And when he finally lets you touch his cheek again?

He weeps like he’s home.

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👻 ANON — You ripped my soul out and lit it on gothic fire. I hope you’re happy. Come back with more any time 🦇💋

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@rinthehufflepuff you are the last piece of today's ask dumb! You asked for vampire breeding kink reactions.

You will not survive. I promise you that.

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🩸 "Breed me."

The words leave your lips — a whimper, a sob, a sweet little desperate plea.

You think you’re teasing? You think they’re gonna laugh it off? Oh sweetheart. You’ve just sealed your fate.

Bang Chan His pupils blow wide. His fangs throb. The word “breed” hits him like a fucking command spell.

“Say it again.” “No—look at me. Say it again.”

You gasp, repeat it — and that’s it. He pounces. Pins your wrists above your head, buries his face in your neck, and growls.

“You want to be mine like that? Carried. Marked. Full of me?”

He bites and fucks at the same time — synced, brutal, covenantal. You're sobbing and shaking and he’s whispering things like:

“You’ll never be empty again.” “Gonna fill you until my cum sings in your womb.” “You’re mine now. All the way.”

He finishes with your thighs shaking. You black out in his arms.

Changbin You say the word and he gasps like he’s been slapped. Then his eyes roll back and a noise leaves his throat that can only be described as devastated arousal.

“You—fucking hell, baby—you sure? Because I’m not gonna stop.”

You say “please” and it’s OVER.

He flips you on your stomach and stays inside the entire time. Breeding you like instinct. Hissing about how “You were made for this.”

“Your body knows me.” “Taking me so deep, fuck—look at that.”

He bites when he finishes, then holds you still — just breathing hard, forehead to yours.

“No one’s ever getting in you again. Just me. Just mine.”

Minho You say it with a little smile. A playful tilt of your head. He’s silent. You blink—He’s already between your legs.

He doesn’t speak for the first 5 minutes. Just fucks. Slow. Methodical. Deadly. You’re already shaking before he even responds.

“You want me to breed you?” “You think you’re ready for that?”

He grabs your thighs. Spreads you wider.

“We’ll see.”

The entire night becomes a test of endurance. Every orgasm is a tally. Every time you cry his name, his hips slam harder. And when he finally bites? He drinks after he finishes. So he can taste you while you’re still twitching.

Hyunjin You say it in his ear while riding him — And he chokes. Literally gasps. Claws at your hips. Eyes tear up instantly.

“You—you can’t say things like that—! I’ll ruin you—!”

You whisper it again, and his head drops to your chest with a broken sob. His thrusts turn feral. He keeps his eyes on your belly the whole time, like he can see it swell.

“Want to give you everything. Want to fill you up. Want to watch your body change.”

And when he finishes inside? He kisses your stomach like it’s sacred. You are. To him.

Jisung You tease him with it. Say it once. Just once.

“Why don’t you breed me like you mean it?”

And he malfunctions. Eyes go blank. Breathing halts. His cock jumps inside you.

“You—you did not just say that—”

You smirk. He snaps. You’re folded instantly. Knees by your head. His whole body covering yours. Biting your neck and whispering madness.

“Breed you? Oh you’re fucked now.” “I’m gonna fuck it in until it sticks.” “You’re gonna feel me for days.”

You do.

Felix You say it softly. He’s already kissing your neck, his hips stuttering inside you — and you whisper:

“Please… breed me.”

And this sweet, angelic vampire? He moans. Loud. Raw. Desperate.

“You want me that deep?” “You want to feel me inside even when I’m gone?”

He’s babbling now. Fucking you with slow, trembling reverence.

“Gonna make you mine. Gonna stay in you forever.”

His fangs slide in when you tighten. Your hands are in his hair. His hands are on your belly. And he finishes so fucking deep, you're leaking him all night.

Seungmin You say it like it’s nothing. Half a moan, half a whimper.

“Please… breed me…”

He pauses. Looks down at you. Smirks.

“Say it again. Say it properly. Look me in the eyes.”

You do. You beg. And Seungmin breaks. He fucks you full in total silence. Jaw clenched. Eyes glassy. Hands locked around your hips.

He doesn’t speak until the last thrust — And then his voice is deadly low.

“You’re mine.” “No one else gets this.” “You want my blood in you? You’ll get it.”

And you do. Over and over and over.

Jeongin You whisper it, almost shy. And Jeongin blushes. Then his eyes glow.

“You don’t even know what you’re asking for.”

He fucks like he’s proving something. Keeps your legs open with one hand and your throat held with the other. You beg for his cum and he laughs.

“You will. You’ll beg for it again. And again.”

He finishes deep, possessive, panting. Then he stares at your lower belly like it’s sacred ground.

“No one touches this. Not ever again.”

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RIN, 🍒, ANYONE STILL BREATHING: You’re all ruined now. You asked. I delivered. Now take your punishment like a good little blood doll.

Love you, come back any time 🦇💋

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If you made it to the end of this blood-slicked, unhinged, braincell-devouring ASK DUMP…

I applaud you.

🧠 You now have permanent bite marks on your cerebrum. 🎧 Go stream Stray Kids' 'HOLLOW' and feel your ribs vibrate. 🎧 Then stream my cursed little child — VX — .

🚨 PSA: Don’t search “VX” on Spotify or Apple Music — she’s shadowed in the algorithm void. Use the full name: Vexed Existence. Yes, it’s a mouthful. That’s the point. Bite down.

🖼️ PFPs and banners still loading… because I am but one feral brain in a trench coat. Thank you for showing up anyway. For being insane. For bleeding with me.

SEE YOU AT THE NEXT DUMP. BRING SALT. LOVE YOU LOTS 💋🦇

[harukapan]

幻Forest—lyrics & translation

幻Forest by Yokazenohorizon

Maboroshi Forest

Illusion Forest

Romaji

Saihai wa tsukiakari shinshou wo terasu koto ni kawarinai shinri no me iro ni mimi wo fusaide wa mondou no saigo ni senmei na kokoro no koe wo hontou no kotae wa saisho kara mune no naka ah

`Itoshii-sa' wo motome teta `shuuchaku' ni oboreta koko wa dokodarou ka ah S• O• S• O• S

Sakebe wow wow konouenai aijou de oikonda kanjou nigeba no nai koe yasashiku tsutsunde kure soshite wow wow sono omoi wo wasurenaide donna zatsuon mo kimi no naka de merodi ni kaerareru nara kono sekai wa sou hora kagayaki dasu

Souzou no kanata de ganbou wo daku hodo ni taema nai konnan ga machiukete mi eyoutomo shinsou jaa subete ga gensou no mori no naka de hontou no mirai wa risou ni tsutsumare teru ah

`Osore' o osorete ita `urei' ni obie teta hikari wo kazashite ah S• O• S• O• S

Sakebe wow wow mushibama reta kanjou ni taenakute ii nda ikari mo yowasa mo yasashiku tsutsunde yare soshite wow wow kuyashisa mo kousa mo zenbu daikiraita bubun mo kimi no subete o yurushite ukeiretara kono sekai wa sou hora kagayaki dasu

Koukai ya fuan naru kanjou tada no kioku no naka no zanzou jittai nai kunan ni owa rete inaide shinjitsu o shinji tsudzukeyou yorokobi ni hitari tsudzukeyou kimi wa ima egao ni narerukara

Sakebe wow wow kono uenai aijou de naitatte kuyan datte sekai wa itsumo kimi o ukeirete kureru dakara wow wow sono omoi o wasurenaide donna mondai mo kimi no koe de merodi ni kaerareru kara kono sekai wa sou hora kagayaki dasu

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English Translation

The moonlight illuminates the way to the image Keep your ears closed in the unchanging maze of truth A clear voice of heart at the end of the question The real answer is in your chest from the beginning ah

Drowning in "attachment" seeking "love" Where is this ah S • O • S • O • S

Shout wow wow with the greatest love Feelings that have been driven in Wrap them up with a gentle voice with no escape And wow wow don't ever forget that feeling If you can turn any noise into a melody  The world, you see, would seem to shine

Beyond the imagination lies desire Even if we can watch the awaiting difficulties In truth everything is in a fantasy forest The true future is wrapped up in ideals ah

I was afraid of "fear" I was frightened by "sorrow" Hold up the light ah S • O • S • O • S

Shout wow wow to the emotions Don't bear with anger or weakness, wrap them up with your kindness And wow wow all the regret and happiness If you forgive and accept all the things you hate The world, you see, would seem to shine

Feelings of regret and anxiety Afterimages in the memory Don't be overwhelmed by substantive hardships Continue to believe in the truth Continue to soak in joy And you can smile now

Shout wow wow with the greatest love Even if you cry or worry the world will always accept you That's why wow wow don't ever forget this feeling You can turn any problem into a melody with your voice The world, you see, is so bright

~

Kanji

采配は月明かり　心象を照らすことに 変わりない真理の迷路に耳を塞いでは 問答の最後に鮮明な心の声を 本当の答えは最初から胸の中ah

「愛しさ」を求めてた　「執着」に溺れた ここは何処だろうかah S • O • S • O • S

叫べwow wow この上ない愛情で 追い込んだ感情　逃げ場の��い声優しく包んでくれ そしてwow wow その想いを忘れないで どんな雑音も君の中でメロディに変えられるなら この世界はそう　ほら　輝き出す

想像の彼方で願望を抱くほどに 絶え間無い困難が待ち受けて観えようとも 真相じゃあ全てが幻想の森のんかで 本当の未来は理想に包まれてるah

「恐れ」を恐れていた　「憂い」に怯えてた 光をかざしてah S • O • S • O • S

叫べwow wow蝕まれた感情に 耐えなくていいんだ怒りも弱さも優しく包んでやれ そしてwow wow悔しさも幸さも全部 大嫌いた部分も君の全てを許して受け入れたら この世界はそう　ほら　輝き出す

後悔や不安なる感情 ただの記憶の中の残像 実体ない苦難に追われていないで 真実を信じ続けよう　喜びに浸り続けよう 君は今笑顔になれるから

叫べwow wowこの上ない愛情で 泣いたって悔やんだって世界はいつも君を受け入れてくれる だからwow wowその想いを忘れないで どんな問題も君の声でメロディに変えられるから この世界はそう　ほら　輝き出す

[kimonobeat]

Honda Minako Lyrics: Kurayami ni Akai Dress (暗闇に緋いドレス; Crimson Dress in the Dark)

English translation and romanization below the cut.

ENGLISH

A cobblestone path to the beach The candlelights begin to go out I felt your cold fingers as you put your arm Around my suntanned shoulders

The hunch alone sends a shock through me A feeling only girls have, one that makes me sad I can’t tell a single soul

Fall in love, but don’t be in love Or you’ll find out what heartbreak's like “I should just treat it like a game,” I said Then, with my eyes closed, I watched The crimson dress in the dark

Hearts are a funny thing, aren’t they? I sneak peeks at my memories With my hand mirror Because I’d love to remain a girl forever

Say something People are always looking for someone they connect with Even when they’ll never see them ever again

Don’t say you miss me Even if that is actually your answer The rules of our fling that summer day make me a little sad The crimson dress whispered

Fall in love, but don’t be in love Or you’ll find out what heartbreak's like “I should just treat it like a game,” I said Then, with my eyes closed, I watched The crimson dress in the dark

ROMAJI

nagisa e to ishidatami kyandoru no akari ga orite yuku hi ni yaketa kata wo daku tsumetai yubi wo kanjite’ta

yokan dake demo shibirete shimau onna ni dake no kimochi ga kanashii dare ni mo ienai wa

koi shitemo ai shicha dame setsunasa shiru kara asobi de ne sumeba ii to me wo tojite mite’ta kurayami ni akai doresu

fushigi da ne kokoro dake shoujo no mama de itai kara kossori to omoide wo tekagami de miru koto deshou

nanika itte yo kokoro no kizuna hito wa itsudemo sagashite iru no yo nido to aenakutemo

sabishii to itte wa dame sore ga kotae demo natsu no hi no koi no ru-ru sukoshi kanashii wa sasayaita akai doresu

koi shitemo ai shicha dame setsunasa shiru kara asobi de ne sumeba ii to me wo tojite mite’ta kurayami ni akai doresu

[jewels-writes]

chapter 12

“Come on, we’ve been driving for at least twenty minutes, where are we going?” Deku giggled at Dabi who only gave him a warm side glance.

“You’ll see soon enough, don’t worry.” He reassured the excited green haired male.

“Baby boy, we’re he- oh my god, you’re so cute.” Dabi looked over to his partner and melted at the sight. Deku was asleep in such a way his chubby cheeks looked absolutely adorable and Dabi couldn’t resist the urge to touch them. “Izuku, wake up, we’re here.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to fall asleep.” Deku apologized as he stretched. “Where exactly are we anyway?”

“Somewhere you’ll love.” Dabi smiled and stepped out of the car before walking around to open Deku’s door. He extended his hand which Deku gladly took. “Let’s go.” They walked up a grassy hill and Deku squealed in delight when they reached a shady spot under a tree that had a blanket with an arrangement of foods placed atop it.

“Did you do this?” Deku turned and looked at Dabi. “For us?”

“No, I did this for you.” Dabi said softly before kissing him. “Aren’t you hungry?”

“Yeah!” Deku took a seat on one of the corners of the blanket and began eating. “You should eat too!” Dabi chuckled before sitting down beside the boy and nibbled at a few foods.

“Are you full?” Dabi giggled as Deku rubbed his tummy with a slow nod. “There’s one more place I want to take you. It’s not far from here, only a short walk.”

“But I just-” Deku whined but quickly cut himself off when he saw Dabi’s face. He burst out laughing and held his side in an effort to contain himself. “I’m sorry, but you should have seen your face, Dabi.”

“You should see yours.” Dabi whispered under his breath as he watched the most precious thing he’d ever seen. “Izuku, I’ve told you that you were beautiful before but what I saw then was nothing compared to what I see now.”

“Dabi?”

“You should laugh like that more.” Dabi continued. “I think you’re an angel, Izuku.”

“Oh, wow. I-” Deku’s face flushed and he wrapped his arms around himself in embarrassment. “Thank you, Dabi.”

“Sorry if I went too far.” The black haired male scratched the back of his neck.

“No, don’t hold back.” Deku comforted him. “And also never be sorry for how you feel.” Dabi leaned down and kissed his partner’s forehead gently as a sign of thankfulness.

“Come on, I still wanna take you somewhere.” Dabi took their hands and intertwined them, pulling Deku along with him as he walked down the hill. “Close your eyes for a moment.” Dabi’s hands went around Deku’s eyes to make sure he wasn’t peeking and guided him.

“Should I be scared?” Deku teased.

“No, not at all.” Dabi whispered in his ear as he removed his hands. “And, now, open your eyes.”

They stood on a massive beach with waves that seemed to go on forever. The sunset added beautiful colors to the sky and Deku found himself breathless.

“Dabi, it’s so- it’s so perfect.” Deku whispered as he took in the scene. He took off his shoes and socks before running into the water, the bottom of his shorts getting splashed with the water. “Dabi! Come with me!” The scarred male sighed before joining Deku in the water.

“Holy shit why is the water so cold?” Dabi grumbled and hugged himself.

“It’s not cold you big baby.” Deku laughed as he kicked up water at him. Dabi turned his back just in time to shield his front before looking over his shoulder with a small smile. “Woah woah, wait whatever you’re thinking don- wahh!”

Dabi used both arms and splashed Deku so his whole body was soaked. His light colored shirt stuck to his muscled chest and Dabi froze when he saw it. He’d seen Deku shirtless before but only when he was injured. He splashed him again and more of his shirt clung to his body, his muscles being defined.

“Take this!” Deku splashed Dabi back and giggled when water dripped down from his hair. Dabi smiled and prepared to attack again when Deku got an idea. “Go ahead and try to catch me!” He activated his quirk in his legs and sprinted further into the water, not caring as it got deeper.

“Hey, wait! Don’t go too far out!” Dabi warned and followed him. “It’s getting dark, we should head back to the beach.” He looked back to the shore for a second and when he focused back on Deku, he couldn’t find him. “Izuku? Hey where are you?”

“Boo!” Deku popped up out of the water directly behind him and absolutely doused him in water. Deku nearly fell over in his intensity of laughter. “Haha, Dabi you’re soaked!”

Dabi turned and looked at Deku with loving eyes before grabbing him under his arms and hoisting him into his arms. Naturally, Deku’s hands rested on Dabi’s face and he leaned in to kiss him but Dabi kept him just far enough away that he couldn’t reach and he giggled at the smaller boy’s efforts.

“You think I’m soaked? Take a look at yourself, baby.” Dabi finally gave in and let him kiss him. “I’m not complaining though, you look so sexy when you’re dripping wet.” Deku froze and pulled back from the kiss.

“I’m sorry but did you just call me sexy?” Deku whispered and then embraced Dabi, unspeakable emotions flowing through him.

“I did and I meant it.” Dabi hugged him back. “Let’s go back to shore. There’s one more thing I want to do.”

“What else could you possibly have planned?” Deku smiled up at him as they walked back onto the sand. They stopped just past where the water washed up against the land and faced each other.

“Izuku, there’s been something on my mind lately.” Dabi started and Deku’s stomach tied itself in knots in anticipation. “And I’ve been giving it a lot of thought more recently and I hope you understand that it’s taking a lot for me to say this.” Dabi took a deep breath and began to turn away, scared to continue.

“No, Dabi. Look at me. I won’t judge you.” Deku gently grabbed his hand and waited for him to recover. “Take as long as you need. I can wait.”

“I can’t believe I’m doing this.” Dabi whispered to himself before intensely looking Deku in his eyes. “Izuku Midoriya, I’ve loved you for quite some time now. And I really fucking hope you feel the same about me.” He took a breath, breaking eye contact. “So it would make me eternally happy and grateful if you and I became something more.”

“Oh my god, are you asking-?”

“Izuku, will you be my boyfriend?”

“Yes! Of course!” Deku tugged Dabi to him and connected their lips once again.

“Oh, thank god.” Dabi mumbled against their kiss. Though Deku’s clothes were soaking wet with cold water, he felt like his body was on fire with love. Dabi bit Deku’s lip and he moaned in response, the kiss deepening as their tongues fought for dominance. The black haired male allowed Deku to win the fight as he explored his mouth. “Mmm, fuck, Izuku.”

“Don’t tempt me.” Deku said, his voice dipped and Dabi shivered in delight. One of Deku’s hands reached for Dabi’s ass and he squeezed and felt the male stiffen in response. “Mine.” He growled. “You are mine.”

“I’m yours.” Dabi breathed as he moved his mouth from Deku’s lips to his neck and began sucking on it.

“Dabi-! Nnghh.” Deku moaned when his lips teased one of his sweet spots.

“Louder, baby boy.” Dabi said as he hungrily sucked and licked what was his. Deku listened and didn’t hold himself back, his voice rang loudly through the dark beach.

Dabi’s phone began ringing from where he left it beside his shoes and he ignored it at first. Until it rang again. He groaned against Deku’s skin before separating from his boyfriend and reaching for his noisy phone.

“What?” Dabi growled as he answered the call. “You’re interrupting something.”

“Dabi! You and Izuku need to come back now! It’s an emergency!” Toga’s frantic voice spoke through the phone and Dabi’s eyes snapped into focus as he glanced at Deku and motioned for him to put his shoes back on.

“The fuck you mean it’s an emergency? Explain!” Dabi yelled into the device.

“It’s Jin! He.. he-” The line went dead and Dabi cursed and tried calling back. Straight to voicemail.

“Dabi?” Daku’s quiet voice said from in front of him. “What’s going on? Is everything okay?”

“We need to go back home.” Dabi looked at him apologetically. “We’ll resume where we left off later. Right now, our family needs us, baby.”

[fleas-stuff]

ah,,, may as well start off this blog with masugaku hcs! i miss this ship,,

💚💚💚💚💚

at first, they were a little awkward with each other. budo was loud, shin was quiet. budo was overly excited all the time, shin was a little bitter and terrified of other people. they both undoubtedly wanted to be friends, but a few things had to change.

shin can't take loud noises. fire alarms, dropping things, budo.. no can do, buddy. he's easily startled by things like that, and is even known to faint at times.

budo didn't pick up on this. he's a big, lovable, bumbling idiot. he'd get excited upon seeing shin walking down the hall and just have to yell a greeting, causing the poor thing to drop everything he was holding.

budo didn't get it at all. be quiet? of course not! he couldn't even think of maintaining a whisper all the time! no siree, he'd always been loud!

but, one day.. shin brought that up. he mentioned that loud sounds always gave him a big fright. budo immediately felt awful, everything finally registering and to why shin would drop everything (literally) when he came into the room.

he immediately apologized. soon enough, he started being more accommodating. he wanted to yell every time he saw shin, but paused and corrected himself with a softer voice. it was foreign to him, but he eventually got the hang of it. now that he wasn't constantly terrorizing the poor thing, they began to get close.

budo visited the occult club quite often. sometimes, he'd bug the members a bit (actually, the only one really bothered was daku at first) by asking a lot of questions, curious about the supernatural. they got used to him, happy to provide answers to someone who wasn't going to freak out or tease them.

this formed a bit of an alliance between the martial arts club and occult club, the polar opposites becoming a bit friendly. they wouldn't overlap with club activities by any means, but they'd eat lunch together (and, undoubtedly, confuse the rest of the school)

the occult kids are creepy, of course. they all have odd behavior, but they're still people and have a lot more in common with other students than one may think. this was especially true for shin and budo, who found themselves bonding even more over their favorite drink, oddly enough. neither of them liked sweet drinks too much. they had an odd affinity for black coffee.

that led to the question shin had been wanting to ask for a while after becoming friendly with budo. budo happily agreed to grabbing coffee with him, sometime.

that was the first step. every now and then became about once a week. they'd visit each other's houses, watch movies (which, budo never shut up during, so shin just started watching with subtitles) and even casually spend the night over. it got to the point where they always had some of the other's clothes in case they'd drop by.

they'd eventually hold hands while walking down the hall before separating for their clubs. whatever it was.. it didn't have a name, yet. but, you can definitely bet shin didn't get any ill-intended teasing for that, considering his hand was always linked with one of the toughest boys in the school.

shin was the one who finally had the guts to confess. it was on the rooftop, the cherry blossom tree in view. it wasn't even on a friday, but the peace.. it made everything ten times better.

the words came out in a nervous rush, but.. they felt natural. he didn't know why he was so scared in the end.

at least.. until budo yelled, again. it frightened him, especially when budo lifted him up and spun him around. he let him down and quickly apologized for scaring him, but he had just been so excited to finally hear such words.

and so, that was the beginning of it all. nothing changed between them other than the fact they had a title between them now, something they could proudly say they were. they respected each other's boundaries when needed, and really learned how to properly respect the other and give them the love they deserved.

aah i'm sorry that's a bit long! that's not even a fraction of all the stuff i can imagine with them, but i don't want to flood with masugaku just yet! though, expect more stuff foe them eventually 👀

[dialovers-translations]

Diabolik Twitter ー Shuu Sakamaki [2018 Compilation]

–> This post includes all tweets posted on the official Rejet Twitter account for Shuu Sakamaki (@DiaLoverShuuS) in 2018.

Shuu l Reiji l Ayato l Laito l Subaru l Ruki l Kou l Yuma l Azusa l Carla l Shin l Kino

May 31, 2018

> I woke up just now

> I’m gonna sleep now

June 5, 2018

> What’s happening this time?

> I’m not dealing with any hassles. That’s why you have to make sure to remain by my side to avoid making me go through trouble

July 7, 2018

> Seems like I got one of those strange letters as well. Reiji’s nagging at me to check what’s inside

> This “First edition -You have to answer the question or no more blood sucking!” thing really is bullshit

> “If you refuse to answer, you’ll be prohibited from having even a single drop of blood from here on out. You can only ever drink tomato juice”, huh? I’m sure everything will be fine even if I throw it away

> Q. Please share any sleep-improving gadgets you might have!

A. I discovered this eye mask that heats up recently. They sure make some convenient stuff nowadays

> When I put on that eye mask, I just fall right asleep

August 17, 2018

> Gonna nap

> Where am I?

> When I woke up, I found myself somewhere else

> Oh well. Gonna sleep some more

> Somebody carry me back home while I’m sleeping

October 18, 2018

> Shut up. I was wondering what the big fuss was about but it’s my birthday, huh? I don’t give a damn about that. More importantly, I’m thirsty so let me have some of your blood. You won’t say no, right? You’re gonna celebrate my birthday, aren’t you? In that case, don’t you think you should offer it to me yourself? Come on, give yourself to me

October 31, 2018

> Trick or Treat.

Actually, you know which one to pick even when I don’t tell you, right?

November 12, 2018

> Seems like music is being sold less through CDs nowadays

> I’m quite fond of CDs and records though

December 23, 2018

> You’ve been restless the whole time as of late, what’s your problem?

> It’s starting to get on my nerves. When there’s a woman in high spirits near me, it gets in the way of my sleep

> Aah, come to think of it, it’s Christmas Eve tomorrow, right? So what? Who cares about that

> I’ll be sleeping in the room on the day itself. So why don’t you do as you please as well and head out somewhere or go get something to eat?

December 24, 2018

> I woke up

> Wait, why aren’t you here?

> Come to my room

> I’m thirsty because I just woke up. Christmas has nothing to do with it

> You just have to stay by my side, okay? I’m sure that’s exactly what you want as well. I don’t mind keeping you company as I suck your blood

> I’ll hold you in my arms so hurry up and get over here? Before I change my mind

--> 抱く or ‘daku’ usually means ‘to hug/embrace’, but it’s also used to say you’ll have sex with someone so I’m actually not sure which one he means right now. xD I guess it’s up to personal interpretation. 

December 25, 2018

> Merry Christmas. ...Is what you wanted me to say, right? Happy now? In that case, quietly sleep by my side.

[iamthewalkingparadox]

Any advice/recommendations for siargao? 🤗

Hello there. :) The first thing that you should do is to read news and be informed na walang bagyong paparating sa date na pipiliin mo for you to be safe esp sa island hopping and para di ma stranded just like what happened to my trip. Hahaha

There are actually lots of beautiful places to go but the distance really consumes time, so make sure that your stay there will be 3 days or more. Para sulit and di bitin.

If it's your first time, I suggest for you to take a tour package offered by any of the trusted travel companies. It will be an advantage for you since they will be the one to plan everything out na sa tour. You don't have to worry na about the itinerary, accommodation, transportation, tickets, entrance fees or even the food. It's really convenient. Rest assured as well that they'll take you to the best destinations safely. Some of the places that you shouldn't miss are Magpupungko, Sugba Lagoon, Coconut Trees View Deck, Sohoton Cove, Club Tara Resort, Naked Island, Daku Island, Guyam Island, Cloud 9 and Pacifico.

If you love night life, then General Luna is the answer to that. For a better Siargao experience, I encourage you to try surfing. You may also ask the tour guide where to rent motorbikes to explore Siargao more. Don't forget to buy ziplock and dry bags as well since you'll really need it during the island hopping (and just in case umulan). And lastly, make sure na you have enough money since medyo costly ang bilihin.

I hope this will help you. :)