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tw vampire whumper, suggestive stuff (duh its vampires), mind control mention, dubcon biting mention, noncon touching, restrained and cornered
It was so easy. So infuriatingly easy. Humans flocked to them with eager expressions and movements that seemed just a little off, as though they weren't in full control of their body. They wanted a piece of death and they were ready to give a piece of their own in exchange, they clung to their shirt and turned their head to the side insistently, begging to be bitten.
It was infuriating, because Helle had been just like that, once. Stupid. Naive. Helpless under the spell of a creature ready to devour them whole.
Usually, the pain broke the illusion for a split second. The human would gasp as their teeth sank deep into their neck, and for just a moment, Helle could feel their regret and fear — then they would fall back on the comfortable cushion of the venom entering their system, lulled into a false sense of security as they were slowly drained of their blood.
They were fed up with trickery. They were fed up with stupid mortals, they were fed up with trying not to cause a commotion in the shadows, they were fed up. Using charm and venom was the preferred way of hunting by many, but it certainly wasn't a hard and fast rule. They had speed, they had strength, and they had decades if not centuries of pent up bitterness that they would unleash upon the next lone human that happened to be unfortunate enough to cross their path.
It only took a moment to grab the unsuspecting thing, slamming him against the wall of a dark alleyway right out of some cheap horror. His struggles were entirely in vain as Helle pinned him against the cold bricks, one hand holding his wrists above his head while the other covered his mouth.
There it was. Fear. Terror. Something humans should've felt when looking at them. The poor thing's muffled cries and ridiculous struggle only reassured them that this method was leagues better than the one they had been taught, and they bared their fangs in a grin, revelling in the power.
"I'll take my hand away if you promise not to squeal," they cooed. "And if you do, well... there's worse things I can do than prevent you from speaking."
The human swallowed audibly, clearly using all of his restraint to bite back the sobs and slowly nod. Helle could appreciate the effort. They carefully removed their hand, pleased to find that the human did in fact stay quiet like they'd ordered, despite his very obvious desire to scream as loud as he could in the hopes that someone would come to his rescue. Helle could hear his heart pounding in his chest like a scared rabbit's, his breaths coming quick and shallow as he stared up at them, his fear almost palpable.
Well... not almost. As their fingers gently trailed along the human's neck, they could feel that rapid pulse, blood rushing just beneath the surface, rich, delicious, all theirs. Not offered this time, but taken by force, something they imagined would make it all the sweeter.
"Tell me," Helle began softly, tearing their eyes away from the human's neck and meeting his terrified gaze, "do you wish to be bitten?"
The stupid thing was shaking like a leaf, and Helle could hear the cogs desperately turning in that empty little head of his; trying to work out the correct answer with nothing but pure instinct. Prey weren't made to be asked questions, clearly. But they had to know, they had to hear that this was all against the human's will, they had to hear him admit it as though it wasn't clear as the day they couldn't enjoy anymore.
"There's no trick to my question, human," they went on, voice still smooth and patient. "I'm merely looking for an honest answer."
The human's fingers curled and uncurled uselessly, his arms finally going completely limp in their hold. He took a shuddering breath, exhaling slowly before he spoke in a hushed whisper; the threat of worse things still lingering in his mind, no doubt. "N-no, I– I don't, please, p-please, I just– I just wanna go home, please..." The tears started up again, and Helle licked their lips at the sight. "Are– are you going to kill me?" he forced out.
"Kill? No, not kill..." They leaned in, breathing in the scent of the human's delicious blood. "Scare, maybe. I seem to be doing very well in that regard."
"I, I'm already very scared," he confirmed right away, his desire to appease them driven not by magic but self-preservation. "I don't think I can be a-any more scared–"
"Perhaps not. But you can be in pain for me... you'd sound very pretty, wouldn't you?" They kissed the human's neck, relishing the shiver it elicited. "But not too loud, now. I can still change my mind about sparing you."
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What if!
AU where Splinter only manages to take Raph and the twins while Mikey is accidently left behind with Baron Draxum
After some couple of years Big Mama saw Mikey when Draxum came by to discuss trade plans with her and immediately she wanted Mikey to fight in her Battle Nexus
Draxum [reluctantly] agrees, since he needed something from Big Mama, and Mikey also was excited about it!
Although here's the thing.
Once you sign a contract with Big Mama, you can't ever leave.
It's her mystic power, to bind others by contracts or otherwise, and that was how she got so many fighters in her Battle Nexus in the first place.
What does this mean for Mikey?
He can't ever leave the Battle Nexus. Not unless Big Mama lets him. Sure, physically he could leave the arena, but figuratively he's forever trapped by the contract. He can't leave without coming back, he just can't.
So as Raph, Donnie and Leo grow up in the safety of Splinter while worried for their fouth, lost brother...
...said lost brother is fighting opposing Yōkai constantly, whether he wants to or not, and developing a thirst for blood while doing so.
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Movies)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers/Tony Stark
Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, Groot (Marvel), Tony Stark
Additional Tags: Sex Pollen, Implied Sexual Content, Aftercare, Tony Loves his Dumbass Boyfriends
Summary: Steve and Bucky couldn't say they weren't warned. After all, both Quill and Gamora had told them that Groot's pollen was an aphrodisiac. But none of them had the slightest idea that when combined with the super-soldier serum, its effects would be .... intense. Thankfully, Tony shows up to help with the aftercare.
This is my fill for @manwithaplanbingo O2 - Sex Pollen, @steverogersbingo C4 - Groot and @buckybarnesbingo C4 - KINK: Aftercare squares.
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