#vampire vander x reader

[coolgirl32]

VAMPIRE Vander x village woman reader

A/n: so I want to know what you all think about this and don't be afraid to give me your honest opinions about it to be honest I always saw Vander as a werewolf type of guy cuz you know hound of the underground he get it and I always saw silco as a vampire type of guy because well you know he's pale he's alluring and it just fits him so well you know so anyway enjoy this and my requests are still open if anybody is interested in requesting what they want me to write next.

As a little girl you were always warned never to go near the big castle that was across the creepy woods that was surrounding your village your father the chief of the village it was old and wise but very paranoid and overprotective of you because you were his only daughter and your seven Brothers weren't helping either they were very protective too you were there only sister your mother died after giving birth to you so you never met her so of course what led you to this point was that you were going out to get some fresh fruits and berries and some firewood so it'd be good for this winter of course you had no idea you were being chased by wolves a pack of wolves most likely when you manage to escape from the wolves you were in front of a gate of an old castle and you had no choice but to get inside of the castle through the gate and hope for the best.

You had no idea that the inside of the castle looked this cozy and so fancy you couldn't believe your own eyes when you heard a wush sound you thought it was some bats but when you bumped into something by accident you looked up to see a dashing handsome man, he looked very handsome like a count or a Duke or maybe a lord and when you realized you went to his home rudely and didn't even ask to come in you immediately apologize to the man.

I am so sorry please forgive me for intruding on your own lovely home sir it's just that I came from the cold dark Forest and I was being chased by these pack of hungry wolves (animal fact wolves don't really do that they're more likely to just stay away from humans because they are actually interested in eating animals instead of humans unless they are very desperate) and I hope I'm not bothering you but may I stay here just for the night until it's morning and everything is clear again my apologies.

No worries ma'am you can stay here just until the morning let me take your coat and let me introduce myself I am Vander and who might you be my dear?

I'm y/n Vander and thank you for letting me stay here just for the night if there's anything I can do to repay you I could just-

Oh no you're fine your company is all I ask for just for the night and might I say you are a site sore eyes how is it that I have never seen you before?

You really wanted to tell him about the village you lived in but you remembered your father and brothers telling you never to tell strangers where you live especially strangers you just met so of course you made up a little white lie just in case he tries to follow you, you hope it doesn't hurt his feelings

Well I live a few towns away it's very far and well you see it's only a few days away where I live

Oh my your feet must be hurting please why don't you go take a bath I'll bring you some new clothes and I'll prepare a meal for you, you just rest

After You took your bath, you got dry, you did your hair and you put on your new clothes and when you looked at the full body mirror you were amazed at how beautiful the gown was it was nothing you have ever seen before in your whole entire life you were used to wearing the old rags your father made but you're grateful nonetheless.

After you and Vander had your dinner and you had a wonderful conversation with each other getting to know each other very well and getting to know his backstory and him getting to know you a little you felt a little sleepy and you decided to call it a night.

The next morning he woke up got dressed and headed back to your village unbeknownst to you, you had no idea that you were being followed you had a feeling that you were being followed but you didn't pay any mind to it when you got back to your village your brothers and your father were all worried of course you were grounded for a week for scaring them like that but at least you were home.

A week later after you got ungrounded your father told your brothers to watch over you that meant keeping an eye on you and making sure you didn't get lost or captured or run off somewhere however though something fast headed your way you close your eyes when you thought it was going to hit you but when you open your eyes the horror struck you your brothers all seven of them were dead their organs were ripped out of their stomachs and you can see their eyes closing you begin to cry that's when you felt a cold embrace when you looked up you saw it was the man you saw a few weeks ago Vander with blood on his mouth and blood on his hands what he said to you was shocking.

Hello dear or should I say hello bride you'll be coming with me I knew from the moment I saw you you'd be mine so let's not dilly dally now.

You couldn't believe it you were being kidnapped by a vampire and what's worse he turned you into one you didn't notice at first until you remembered the wine he gave you it was filled with his blood so you are now going to be stuck with him for the rest of your immortal Life never to see your father again or the village people that you grew up with and never get to see your brothers ever again knowing they are dead.

A/n: damn this turned out dark then i expected sorry about that folks I meant for it to be a little fluff but I guess I got carried away because of the whole vampire thing but man this turned out to be a little sad but if any of you are going to make a vampire Vander fanfic please make it a little fluff not so dark like the one I made but that's up to all of you if you want to or not I'm not forcing you into anything you are not comfortable with anyway have a good day everybody.

[mossangelll]

MASTERLIST

yandere/dark fic = 🖤

fluff = ☁️

angst = 🎭

smut = 💕

ARCANE:

Jinx

Yandere!Jinx general headcanons 🖤

Sore Spot 🖤

Yandere!Jinx headcanons - how you get into a relationship with jinx 🖤

Bath Time 🖤💕

Dress Me Like Your French Girls 🖤

Home Sweet Home 🖤

What Arcane Characters Would Be Like At Christmas ☁️

Yandere!Jinx with a reader on their period 🖤☁️

Arcane Characters as Sugar Mommies/Daddies 💕

Bed Time - sequel to Bath Time🖤💕

Vi

Like The Moon 🎭

Stray Cat Rescue 💕

What Arcane Characters Would Be Like At Christmas ☁️

Yandere!CaitVi x reader headcanon 🖤

Arcane Characters as Sugar Mommies/Daddies 💕

Yandere!Vi x Reader hcs 🖤

Ekko

What Arcane Characters Would Be Like At Christmas ☁️

Yandere!Ekko x reader headcanons 🖤

Caitlyn

Dress Me Like Your French Girls 🖤

What Arcane Characters Would Be Like At Christmas ☁️

Arcane Characters as Sugar Mommies/Daddies 💕

Vampire!Caitlyn x Reader Snippet

Mel

What Arcane Characters Would Be Like At Christmas ☁️

Arcane Characters as Sugar Mommies/Daddies 💕

Viktor

Yandere!Viktor - age regression headcanons 🖤

What Arcane Characters Would Be Like At Christmas ☁️

Arcane Characters as Sugar Mommies/Daddies 💕

Jayce

What Arcane Characters Would Be Like At Christmas ☁️

Arcane Characters as Sugar Mommies/Daddies 💕

Silco

Yandere!Silco general headcanons 🖤💕

Yandere!Silco - punishing his darling 🖤

What Arcane Characters Would Be Like At Christmas ☁️

Arcane Characters as Sugar Mommies/Daddies 💕

Silco x sick Reader ☁️

Sevika

What Arcane Characters Would Be Like At Christmas ☁️

Sevika with a pregnant reader ☁️

Arcane Characters as Sugar Mommies/Daddies 💕

Yandere!Sevika x Reader hcs 🖤

Vander

What Arcane Characters Would Be Like At Christmas ☁️

Arcane Characters as Sugar Mommies/Daddies 💕

Yandere Vander x Reader 🖤

Ambessa

What Arcane Characters Would Be Like At Christmas ☁️

Arcane Characters as Sugar Mommies/Daddies 💕

Heimerdinger

What Arcane Characters Would Be Like At Christmas ☁️

Claggor

What Arcane Characters Would Be Like At Christmas ☁️

Mylo

What Arcane Characters Would Be Like At Christmas ☁️

MISC

Pervy Anime Boys Call You At Night 🖤💕

Joe Goldberg Headcanons 🖤

[hysterical-honey]

Visits Within The Night

Black Milk - Massive Attack

Vamp! Caitlyn x Fem! Reader x Werewolf! Vi Ao3 Word Count: 3,222 Spotify Playlist Summary: By day, you work a well-paying job at the local corner shop, by night you take college classes, and while you sleep, she visits you. TWs//: 18+ ONLY, Reader is fem, Reader uses she/her pronouns, Cait feeds from you while you sleep, Vampire! Caitlyn, Werewolf! Vi, Slow Burn Alternate Universe - Late 90s, Early 2000s, Canon Divergence. Supernatural Elements, Somnophilia, Bloodsucking, Vi is a Dork, Mentions of wet dreams, Sexual Tension, Friends to Lovers, Friends to lovers to enemies to lovers again, Bitter exes, Forbidden Love, Cannibalism as a metaphor for intimacy/love. A/N: This is a little self-indulgent. It will have multiple chapters, so I suppose if you find yourself invested, be on the lookout!

Only in dreams do you see her, visions of fallacy and restraint. You cannot recall her face, only her voice—only two little words she greets you with.

"May I ?" Her accent is foreign but not entirely alien; she is of high prestige, you must assume. The tone is always the same, mocking, almost cheeky in how she inquires, as if you have a choice. The pinch of pain followed by the all-encompassing relief of weightlessness is nearly addictive. Waves of heat and pleasure-borne agony course through your tragically human veins while she feeds from you greedily, as piggish as she can be, without killing you. The flesh of her stark white cheek is pressed to the warm column of your shoulder—the sensation frigid yet peculiarly soothing. As her fangs withdraw, her chest heaves, yet there is no sense of breath. Only mutterings and the slithering feeling of her wet tongue lapping at the fresh wounds, her lips press soft kisses to the puffy red flesh of your pretty throat. Cold, thin hands cup and cradle your face as you assume what must be her forehead presses gently to yours. "Thank you." You are left with those two short words before waking up in a cold sweat in your bed—a dream—as it always is and must be.

The darkness of your room was cut with the elegant and imposing light of the moon, the satin curtains shifting idly under the breeze that seemed to billow from the open window—a window you do not recall having left open. The pace of your heart quickens at such a capacity you worry it may burst up from the confines of its marrow cage. Naturally, it's cold; mid-January is not known for its warm, sweet evenings. With a grouchy huff, you rise onto shaking legs. The pit of your skull feels like mush, and the sensation is similar to oversleeping mixed in with an apparent lack of enough. The bed's wooden frame creaks in objection as you sit back down, elbows resting on your knees, hands keeping your head in place while you slouch in an attempt to regain some sense of stability. It happens sometimes; you wake up dizzy and disoriented, chalking it up to the lack of sleep and overabundance of caffeinated products. After a while, you were sure your body might get used to it, but it only worsened. The bouts occasionally flared at work, leading you to take the counter and register rather than any heavy lifting. Vi took on most of the heavy lifting.

Violet Dupont was a woman you liked to work with and, dare you say, looked forward to seeing. It was oddly endearing, no matter her cheesy, sweet-oriented nicknames and penchant for subtle ( or not so subtle ) flirting during work hours. She seemed unsure about how she spoke to you, even as she talked confidently, almost boastfully; it was somewhat performative but endearing nonetheless, especially as she'd constantly ask to come over to escape the apparent hell that was her sister/roommate, Powder. You didn't know much about her, only that according to Vi, she doesn't do dishes often enough and clogs the poor shower drain nearly every time she uses it.

Again, endearing, somewhat.

Then, there's Vander, your boss. Who only tends to work during the midnight hours, which would be odd if Zaun wasn't as heavily drug-infested as it was. You'd only ever heard stories of how quickly things could get messy, so you never dared to complain about your current position as a cashier during the day shift.

You'd stand up again with a faint grumble, peering at the blue artificial light of your alarm clock— 4:35 AM is displayed. You have about an hour before you're expected to be at the store; the morning to mid-day shift wasn't terrible, albeit time-consuming. You adored the time you spent with Vi and the peculiar customers who tended to wash up inside; no matter how insufferable, you tried to make the most of it. Speaking of the most, you'll leave the chilly haze of your bedroom, walking to the bathroom down the hall. The matted plush carpet under your toes is not quite uncomfortable but still as bothersome as when you first moved in.

A cozy two-story out near the train tracks, a good ten minutes from the corner store, and an equally good fifteen from Piltovers Community College, though it isn't perfect, you make due; it was old and rickety— almost Victorian if it weren't for the renovations made obviously in the 70s. Gaudy wallpaper and a stylized purple kitchen. Wood paneling and shaggy carpets where there should not be. It was habitable and comfortable, at least when it wasn't raining and your basement wasn't flooded. The depths of wood that separated the sister cities, the train tracks that lead to areas with far more promise. A mid-western pit of peculiar happenstance, of advancement and stagnation all the same.

You didn't grow up here, nor do you have much plan to remain here once your education is over. 

—---

The early morning air is thick with dew and the sharp, frigid stench of pine. It makes you shiver under the cotton and wool layers of your coat, cardigan, and subsequent layers of fabric. The walk there isn't all bad; the sun peeks over black mountainous trees, enveloping Zaun in a faint blood-orange hue, and the signs of thin ice melting are evident as the water gushes and flows down sewer drains. It's peaceful, almost calm. The calm is cut with the faint buzz of the store hitting your ears as you walk up to the door. Swinging it open, you're greeted with the front door's bell as it lets out a distinct 'ding.' The analog clock behind the front counter reads clearly in Roman numerals— 5:27 AM, just in time to get punched in before Vi, you think, before walking into the back breakroom and seeing the door of Vander's office partly open. Knocking gently before coming in, Vi planted herself at the edge of his desk, palms keeping her in place as she leaned against the hard oak. The harsh white fluorescent light somehow accentuated the deep maroon of her hair. Those baggy dark wash Levis she always wore hung from her hips, the edge of the top button peeking out from the thermal long-sleeve. You could swear to god she had about six of the same shirt, just in different colors. This one is a washed-out red with a long black stripe across her chest and a much smaller reddish gray one across the middle.

"Hey," You start, a slight smile on your face. "You're a little early, huh?" Making your way over to the wall-mounted time punch machine. Vi would only shrug, eyes on the floor as if in deep thought over something. "Is Vander not in?" You cut the silence once again.

"No, he called me in early for help with something..." She murmured, and it was clear something was very wrong.

"Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, just...you know, the typical bullshit." Vi finally looks over at you, her expression carrying something unreadable. She was always terrible at masking her true feelings but attempted to do so without the flare of humor she tended to stick to.

"Mhm...are you okay? You look..." You'd gesture to her, the motion making her smile faintly.

"—Aw, yeah, I'm good...tired as fuck coming in at like..." She'd peer up at the wall-mounted grandfather up in the corner of the office. "Shit, he called me in at like three or four?" She'd huff, rubbing at her face. Faint bags under her pretty blue eyes, mascara speckled onto freckled skin, her little 'VI' tattoo prevalent on the right of her face. "I don't even remember." A long sigh left her as she sat up straight and stretched with a careful groan. The edge of her shirt rode up for a moment, a moment you'd been granted with a maroon happy trail and the faint outline of her abdominal muscles.

"What for?" You quickly look back at her face, and Vi shrugs once again.

"It's not important. Sevika wasn't in last night, so he called me." She yawned; she didn't want to answer, or perhaps it wasn't such a big deal. It just felt odd to you. Vander wasn't known for calling either of you or at least not one that you knew of. What the hell could a man like Vander need help with anyway? Either way, you'd let it go, satisfied in some respect by Vi's answer and not too concerned with its peculiarity. After all, why would she lie? "Little Debbie trucks supposed to swing by today, too," She says, following as you walk out of Vander's office and into the break room, a hum of acknowledgment being all you would respond with before grabbing at the padlock and sliding in your combination.

"You excited for your cupcakes?" You'd tease, pulling the locker door open before taking your coat off, giving her a sidelong glance as she leaned against the creamy grey of the cold metal lockers.

"Well, duh, but they got those new ones in, too; I might try the brownies at lunch if they aren't bought out in four seconds." She'd say her smile was always infectious, the same with that little, amused huff she'd let out whenever she'd joke. Vi loved little snack cakes to the point that it was silly how she'd pout when the store ran out. Vander allowed both of you to pick and take from the store for lunch, not to an excessive degree, but sometimes you'd take a Coke or water from the fridge, though more often than not, you'd pay for it even as he said you didn't need to. Vi wasn't quite as shame-filled about it, but you knew that had more to do with her relationship with Vander. You were sure he was her uncle or maybe a family friend? You never asked directly, nor did you care enough to.

"Well, let's hope, then," You'd murmur, shutting the locker door after putting on your nametag. "For my sake more than yours." Vi would give a vaguely mock-offended look before laughing.

"Whatever, you know I'm only kidding when I pout over that shit."

"Mhm, totally kidding when you beg Vander to put in a new order."

"Hey, I have two things that bring me joy outta this job. A free cupcake and the sweet thing I get to work with."

You'd roll your eyes at that, shaking your head. Vi quirks a smile.

"Aw, come on, don't be like that." She'd move in a little and a low whisper. "I see how you look at me, muffin." She spoke softly, almost teasing, which was infuriating because she wasn't wrong. You could only roll your eyes, pointing your face to the side toward the coolers. Scoffing out a laugh, hoping she can't see the faint red of your cheeks.

"Muffin?" You counter, looking over at her again.

"Yeah, muffin…you know, cupcakes are a sweet little dessert, but muffins are a reliable breakfast."

"Oh my god, you're being ridiculous ." You couldn't help but laugh.

"Am I? I mean, I'm not wrong. You're sweet but not too sweet...Filling—" She'd stop just short of whatever she was about to say, to your confusion, before the bell of the door opening would break through the ambient silence. A huff left Vi, though she didn't seem overly agitated as she peeked over to see who or how many customers might've just waltzed in, perhaps mildly annoyed as she looked back over to you. Eyes meeting for a mere second, her mouth opening as if to say more, but you'd cut her off.

"Let me get it." It was a rather childish song and dance you two had, Vi being flirtatious and 'sweet'— perhaps goofy in some respect, only for the interruption to break the tension and leave you both as you were before, tiptoeing around the subject for a cause neither of you can reasonably infer out.

—---

It's only about an hour before lunch that you start to feel light-headed, your pulse pounding within the pit of your skull. It's a Wednesday just after noon, so perhaps you're lucky Vi is off taking care of the Little Debbie shipment, and patrons haven't begun to pour in from the local Middle and High school being let out yet. You sit on the stool against the wall, under the cigarettes, leaning back, then forward, resting your forehead in your palms, trying not to focus on the sharp haze clouding your brain's spongy matter. You hear the faint sound of Vi walking in, not registering it until she places a hand on your shoulder, the touch gentle and warm.

"Hey—are you alright?" Her tone is soft and worried.

"Yeah... yeah, headache." You clarify; Vi seems to understand immediately; you've been dealing with it for months.

"You want me to get the pills from your bag?" She asks, and you pause, gently nodding before Vi walks to the back. "Have you been to a doctor or anything?"

"Yeah...It's not anything...wrong, just something about the change in weather or stress— whatever." You couldn't bring yourself to question it, to wonder or worry too much about the fact it only really started once you started attending Piltovers Community College. Suddenly, she'd be in front of you again, offering the bottle of Frovatriptan.

"Has it always been a problem?" Vi asks with concern, but her tone is oddly suspicious.

"No...just, uhm..." You'd take the pills from her hand, press down on the lid with your palm, and turn it. Popping it off with a faint huff, Vi moved to grab your water bottle, handing it off as you'd dry swallow a pill and chase it with water. The rest of the day felt like a blur, a mess of people and a need to keep up a sweet disposition—It was suffocating, though Vi was always a joy; her one-liners and witty little attempts at being subtle were starting to grate on your already degrading mental stability, and perhaps she took note of that because now she was hovering around like a puppy with a sickly master.

Endearing, as always.

Even once Sevika came in, you couldn't notice how they both seemed to look at each other— as if waiting for you to walk out of the breakroom so they could talk. Vander didn't come in, which was odd, but you couldn't fathom staying any longer. As 5:35 PM caused the bell to toll, you'd clock out and take swift leave. The air is frigid but settled compared to the morning, the stench of oils, pine, and something putrid you'd gotten used to since your time in Zaun. It wasn't exactly a calm atmosphere, unlike during the morning, but it wasn't busy or distracting. A pleasant enough quiet for the noise of your mind to dissolve. That was until you took notice of the black Chevy Impala pulling up next to you on the sidewalk.

"Hey." The front window would slide down just slightly enough to reveal those Powder blue eyes. "I'll drive you home."

"Vi, you don't need to do that...I have classes tonight anyway."

"Muffin, I'm not asking to stick around...I don't want you walking out there." Stick around; sometimes you wish she might, and sometimes you wish she'd ask to come over when you wouldn't be so busy. With a heavy sigh, you'd walk around, removing your backpack and setting it down on the front seat floor, just below the dash where your feet sit.

The car smells like artificial cherry, Vanilla, fabric softener, and oil alongside something very... Vi. It's an odd mix but something that oddly soothes you. Vi rests within the leather of the driver's seat, relaxed but at attention with one hand on the wheel; the car starts to move only after your seat belt is buckled. Silence takes over, and the faint sound of something from the radio prevails.

"So..." she starts. "How are classes going?" Her eyes flick over at you.

You shrug, humming as if to think before taking your eyes away from the side window view.

"Good," You murmur. "—as good as they can be."

"Yeah, I bet...Couldn't catch me dead in a room full of bloodsuckers—" She'd cut herself off, laughing weakly, nervously. If you weren't so mentally gone, maybe you'd be more weirded out. Of course, you knew the relationship between the sister cities was abnormal. Piltover was nicer; they held the Courthouse, the wealthy, the sheriff's office, and the pretty statues of those who made it out and made a name for themselves. In comparison, Zaun held factories, mines, and a small hospital—alongside an onslaught of drug addicts.

"Bloodsuckers? More like mood killers; everyone's super serious except Cait." Caitlyn Kiramman, a classmate in your psychology class, is a woman who seems to haunt your unsuspecting thoughts and dreams. Many nights have been ruined by a sudden and heated need, thoughts of her, of Vi. The image of Caitlyn molding and washing away into Vi, her strong hands roaming over your body, her pretty lips pressed to the flesh of your abdomen, those eyes sharp and needful.

"Cait."

"Yeah, Cait, I have her in my uhm—"

"Uh-huh...Did your headaches start when your classes started? Or after you moved here?"

"Classes— but, she's really strange, Cait; I mean...she has this posh accent, but says she grew up around here? I mean, Vander has a weird inflection, but he's told me he moved here forever ago, right? That makes sense...I think she fakes it." Vi stops the car harshly just as she pulls up to your house. The trees are tall and imposing, the green of pine, and the faint sound of something far off; you look over at her, her eyes wide as if something just clicked into place.

"Yeah, she probably does..." Her voice was faint, just as it had been this morning. Her expression mellowed out before she looked over at you. Her entire expression screamed guilt—guilt at her inability to say what she wants to, to assume what she knows deep down, though you take it as jealousy.

"I'm not into her..." A lie, maybe, mostly, but Vi giving you that look makes your stomach twist.

"I'm not worried about that," she clarifies, her little smile momentarily returning as she breathes out the words. "It's...nothing," she says, peering over at you and trying to reassure you, but her attitude made you uneasy, and Vi seemed well enough aware of that. An awkward ambient quiet takes over the car. This time, you break the silence.

"Yeah...well, I need to, um..."

"Oh, yeah— don't let me keep you." Her tone was apologetic, that sweet smile still plastered onto her face.

The next thing you know, you're back in your house, Vi's car is gone, and the pounding in your head is back in full force. Sitting down on the soft cushion of your couch, you groan; you still have a class tonight—though, strangely, the idea of seeing Caitlyn makes it seem tolerable. 

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Multi-chapter

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3k words. Set in a similar AU to F&D but not actually. Powder & young Caitlyn bond at a fair's shooting competition. Written for the Arcane Parenting Week.

Memories of Sweetness

2k words. Set in the Fathers and Daughters AU. Silco discovers that a staple food of his youth, long thought to have disappeared from Zaun, is back on the streets. He has to share this with Powder and Vi, both born too late to have ever tried it.

No Favourite

1.2k words. Vander claims he doesn't have a favourite among his kids, but they don't see it that way. Written for the Arcane Parenting Week.

Hard Truths

3k words. Ren (Marcus' daughter) tries to find to meaning to her father’s death and ends up meeting Jinx in Zaun.

Blame

830 words. Jinx POV heavy angst. Jinx talks to Silco after his death, until Sevika comes to find her. Written for the Arcane Parenting Week.

A Lesson In Silence

3k words. Set in the Fathers and Daughters AU. Mek (now known as Gustove) takes Powder on a spying mission. Written for the Arcane Parenting Week.

Last Chance

1.3k words. Past Silco/Vander. Missing scene in the cannery, a private conversation between them. Generally bitter sweet and canon compliant.

Son of Zaun

2k words. One day, Silco's mother took him up-top, to see the sky, the sun, and the people who live above them all.

Sepia Smile

732 words. The photograph is faded, its sepia tones keeping the colour of the man's eyes a secret. Vi stares at it for a long time, perplexed. She doesn't understand what Vander saw in him. Written for the Arcane Parenting Week.

A Terrible Gamble

2.3k words. Jinx (and Silco whispering in her mind) set off to rescue Vander from Singed’s lab after the events of season 2.

On Your Head

2.5k words. Alternate retelling of Mel and the young princess' of her memories. In the Princess' POV.

Drunken Dreams

Comic fanart. Jinx brings a drunk Vi home.

Just a cough & Dramatics

685 words for Just a cough. The moment Silco wakes up with a sore throat, he knows he's in trouble with Vander. Written for Sictember. 1k words for Dramatics. Vander sickfic to match.

A Fresh Start

1.9k words. Second person POV where you are brought to a recovering Silco in secret, and give him a haircut and much needed comfort. Gen fic.

Eat You Alive

604 words. Dark!Vi kills Caitlyn as soon as they enter the Lanes.

Maintenance

1.6k words. Explicit. A smutty Mek/Marcus with power dynamics in Silco’s office.

A Haunting

754 words. Heavy angst Vander & Silco meet shortly after the betrayal.

A Touch of Memory

2.2k words. A self-indulgent Star Wars crossover set in the Old Republic with Sith Silco, Jinx and Sevika and Mandalorian Vander. Has links to fanart.

In the Jaws of the Fox

247 words. Mel/Jayce. Mel contemplates the man sprawled in her bed, sleeping insouciantly.

Who Saves The Boy Saviour?

1.3k words. Dark fic!! Jinx captures Ekko post season 1 finale and straps him to the chair Silco used on Vander. Timebomb.

Ragdoll

766 words. A look into young Silco and Vander's budding relationship. It's complicated. With art, made for the Zaundads Zine.

A New Tattoo

968 words. Set in the Fathers and Daughters AU. The story behind Mek’s tattoos.

Five Times Vi Got In Trouble

4.8k words. Vander & Grayson friendship fic done for a charity prize.

Bullseye

500 words. Mel Medarda/Grayson. Mel takes the sheriff with her to visit a progress day and asks her to show off in a shooting range.

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[myrrusstuff]

"Dinner party" | Vamp!Teen!Vi x Fem!reader

Pairing: Vamp!Teen!Violet x Human!Fem!Reader. | CW: Suggestive? not too much. they’re still young after all. Blood & Vampire feeding obv. Cursing. | Vi needs you while she’s trying to learn how to rein in her instincts. | WC; 706 | CC; 3.9K

You’re contemplating what to wear to the outing tonight, your fingers carding through your wardrobe. You settle on something simple, shorts and a baggy tee. I mean, you don’t want to overthink it, might as-well go for a casual choice. Vander had invited you over, as you’re Vi’s closest friend. You’ve been best friends ever since you were younger, inseparable almost. No one could get you to stop hanging out, even when you caused trouble together. Grounded? You’d just sneak out to the other’s house. It was second nature at this point. Although, at this dinner you won’t be the only guest. Vi’s brothers and sister will also have friends over. You’re not usually keen on big get togethers, but you make the effort to go, for Vi.

As you arrive, you notice a few boys already at the door, speaking to Vander and heading inside. You recognise them from school; though you’ve never spoken to them apart from maybe asking to borrow a pen. You assume they’re Mylo and Claggor’s friends, taking a deep breath to steel yourself. Why are you afraid? That’s stupid. This place is essentially your second home. Cmon, snap out of it! You are in-fact, snapped out of it, as you notice Vi in the doorway, in a passionate discussion with Vander. Your expression softens as you realise the boys must’ve already slipped past him, and you stroll up to the door. "Hello, Mr Vander" you say softly. "Just Vander is fine, I’ve been telling you that for ages. Really, any friend of Vi’s can just call me Vander." He corrects and you hastily nod. You would’ve spent more time hanging around, talking to those around you, but before you can process anything, Vi is already grabbing your wrist and pulling you into her room.

Before you can even realise what’s happening, you’re met with Vi’s piercing stare. She’s managed to climb onto your lap, holding you still with her weight, although she’s careful not to hurt you. Fuck, what is she doing? You expect her to stop, to climb off, or atleast speak. But she just sits there. She’s just sat there, panting softly as if trying to catch her breath. You feel the air around you become heavier, an undercurrent of tension surrounding you that wasn’t there before. It’s subtle, but noticeable. Vi’s face is inching closer, her heartbeat racing, you can hear it. Her warm breath fanning your face, making a shiver run up your spine. You can’t help but think.. is she actually going to kiss you? Is it really happening?

Your thought process is cut off by the feeling of a sudden 'prick' in your neck, you feel a warm liquid seep down. Oh! Oh. Vi buried her face in your neck, not that you mind. Infact, you tilt your head to the side, embracing the burning feeling her fangs give you as they draw blood. This had never happened before, Vi had never even gotten close to loosing control, this is new. Even though you’ve always been aware Vi was from a vampire lineage, you had never expected to be in such a position. Vi’s knee between your legs as she’s ontop of you, her face buried in your neck, albeit fangs too, but still. You can hear her breathing begin to calm, returning back to normal as she slowly drinks. She’s almost.. gentle. Gentle is a foreign concept for Vi, it’s always been as though she didn’t know what the word even meant. Though, maybe that was just her being a traditional reckless teen. This.. this was different. She was actively trying to keep you safe, keep you comfortable. You can’t help but let out a slight whimper at the compromising position mixed with the strange sensation filling your neck and chest. The noise causes Vi to still, pulling back slightly. "Did you just..?" She murmurs. Your face turns pink, and in a last attempt to void her seeing you all flustered, you gently push her head back towards your neck. "..shut up," you respond sharply, though there’s no real aggression in your tone. You feel her sink her teeth back in, relaxing into your touch again. Yeah, you could get used to this.

Notes;; This was re uploaded from my old blog @myrruwrites. It was kinda lazy,, and I dunno how to feel about it but I love vamp Vi!!!

[myrruwrites]

"Dinner party" | Vamp!Teen!Vi x Fem!reader

Pairing: Vamp!Teen!Violet x Human!Fem!Reader. | CW: Suggestive? not too much. they’re still young after all. Blood & Vampire feeding obv. Cursing. | Vi needs you while she’s trying to learn how to rein in her instincts. | WC; 706 | CC; 3.9K

You’re contemplating what to wear to the outing tonight, your fingers carding through your wardrobe. You settle on something simple, shorts and a baggy tee. I mean, you don’t want to overthink it, might as-well go for a casual choice. Vander had invited you over, as you’re Vi’s closest friend. You’ve been best friends ever since you were younger, inseparable almost. No one could get you to stop hanging out, even when you caused trouble together. Grounded? You’d just sneak out to the other’s house. It was second nature at this point. Although, at this dinner you won’t be the only guest. Vi’s brothers and sister will also have friends over. You’re not usually keen on big get togethers, but you make the effort to go, for Vi.

As you arrive, you notice a few boys already at the door, speaking to Vander and heading inside. You recognise them from school; though you’ve never spoken to them apart from maybe asking to borrow a pen. You assume they’re Mylo and Claggor’s friends, taking a deep breath to steel yourself. Why are you afraid? That’s stupid. This place is essentially your second home. Cmon, snap out of it! You are in-fact, snapped out of it, as you notice Vi in the doorway, in a passionate discussion with Vander. Your expression softens as you realise the boys must’ve already slipped past him, and you stroll up to the door. "Hello, Mr Vander" you say softly. "Just Vander is fine, I’ve been telling you that for ages. Really, any friend of Vi’s can just call me Vander." He corrects and you hastily nod. You would’ve spent more time hanging around, talking to those around you, but before you can process anything, Vi is already grabbing your wrist and pulling you into her room.

Before you can even realise what’s happening, you’re met with Vi’s piercing stare. She’s managed to climb onto your lap, holding you still with her weight, although she’s careful not to hurt you. Fuck, what is she doing? You expect her to stop, to climb off, or atleast speak. But she just sits there. She’s just sat there, panting softly as if trying to catch her breath. You feel the air around you become heavier, an undercurrent of tension surrounding you that wasn’t there before. It’s subtle, but noticeable. Vi’s face is inching closer, her heartbeat racing, you can hear it. Her warm breath fanning your face, making a shiver run up your spine. You can’t help but think.. is she actually going to kiss you? Is it really happening?

Your thought process is cut off by the feeling of a sudden 'prick' in your neck, you feel a warm liquid seep down. Oh! Oh. Vi buried her face in your neck, not that you mind. Infact, you tilt your head to the side, embracing the burning feeling her fangs give you as they draw blood. This had never happened before, Vi had never even gotten close to loosing control, this is new. Even though you’ve always been aware Vi was from a vampire lineage, you had never expected to be in such a position. Vi’s knee between your legs as she’s ontop of you, her face buried in your neck, albeit fangs too, but still. You can hear her breathing begin to calm, returning back to normal as she slowly drinks. She’s almost.. gentle. Gentle is a foreign concept for Vi, it’s always been as though she didn’t know what the word even meant. Though, maybe that was just her being a traditional reckless teen. This.. this was different. She was actively trying to keep you safe, keep you comfortable. You can’t help but let out a slight whimper at the compromising position mixed with the strange sensation filling your neck and chest. The noise causes Vi to still, pulling back slightly. "Did you just..?" She murmurs. Your face turns pink, and in a last attempt to void her seeing you all flustered, you gently push her head back towards your neck. "..shut up," you respond sharply, though there’s no real aggression in your tone. You feel her sink her teeth back in, relaxing into your touch again. Yeah, you could get used to this.

[just-a-sewer-goblin]

SFW only

Oneshots

Sacrifice Reader takes Powder's crystals and hands them over to the enforcers presenting herself as the scapegoat. Being the last kid that Vander had taken in no one would even miss her, right?

Oneshots

Vampire!Vi/Caitlyn/Jinx x gn!reader One scenario for each. When the bloodbank got robbed Caitlyn has nothing to feed on. You're more than willing to share your blood. - blood, blood sucking, petname bunny, kisses -

Oneshots

Vampire!Vi/Caitlyn/Jinx x gn!reader One scenario for each. When you realize you're being stalked by a Vampire you don't see any other way besides confronting them. - blood, blood sucking -

Oneshots

Silco x gn!reader Soft Silco as a dad hours. pure fluff

Silco x fem!reader Silco is late and his girls can't help but worry

Series

Vander x Bartender!Waitress!reader A series of little standalone fics following fem!reader and her relationship with Vander and their kids Warnings at the start of each chapter - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 -

Oneshots

Vander x fem!reader When Vander wants to sacrifice himself you realize that you can't let him do it. The kids need him. The lanes need him. - angst, hurt/comfort, abduction, forced drug use, torture, character death -

Vander x fem!reader You have a panic attack, luckily Vander is there to help. - panic attack, explicit violence/gore -

Mother's Day Vander x fem!reader The kids and Vander prepare a surprise for you.

Oneshots

Vampire!Vi/Caitlyn/Jinx x gn!reader One scenario for each. You're bad at fighting and Vi hates injustice. - blood, blood sucking, Vi punches people (surprise), hand/wrist kisses) -

[archangeldyke-all]

i’m so excited for halloween. i love all things fall/october.

could you write an autumn fic? 🍂

more specifically— i feel like the reader would have to force sev to wear some kinda costume for halloween >:) how do you think sev x reader would dress up? how would they spend their night together? ly mootie! ♡

my city's in the middle of a heat wave and it's HUMID too, it's horrible-- so yes, let's think about fall for a while hehehehe

men and minors dni

there is no doubt in my mind that fall's her favorite season.

and i think halloween is probably her favorite holiday too.

she's not a festive person, so even though she loves fall, she doesn't really indulge herself in things like decorating or baking.

but you do.

sevika doesn't realize how much she loves fall until she meets you. because you treat fall like it's your birthday or something. sevika's shocked to see how much you incorporate her favorite season into your day to day life. and even more surprising, she's shocked to find that she kind of loves it.

as the leaves start to change, you start making her coffee pumpkin flavored, sometimes adding a bit of hazelnut and cinnamon too. she fucking loves it, it's the best coffee she's ever had.

your apartment always smells like pumpkin pie or autumn leaves or flannel-- various candles burning and filling your space with the cozy smells and a lovely warm glow when the days start to grow dark earlier.

you start cooking hearty, warm meals-- stews and chilis and soups and curries-- sevika fucking adores it. there's nothing like a freshly baked slice of bread scooping up some kind of meaty sauce.

and your baking. sevika's almost cries the first time you hand her a plate of freshly homemade triple chocolate chip cookies, with a tall glass of milk.

she adores watching you start to get cozier as the days grow colder. your home becomes slowly filled with fuzzy blankets, you string up some fairy lights to flick on in the dark afternoons, pumpkin decor starts to decorate your tables and shelves.

she loves watching you cuddle into a hoodie, or pull a scarf up over your nose when you're outside and it's chilly. she especially loves cuddling with you under a blanket on the couch.

sevika just can't say no to you. she hates it. (she loves it.)

this means she ends up carving jack-o-lanterns for the first time in her life with you at the big age of forty three. she's surprised to find that she loves it-- scooping the guts of the pumpkin out is so satisfying, and she's always loved stabbing things. (what she loves most of all is the way you arrange your jackolanterns right next to each other on your front stoop, a scarf strung around the two of them, just like when you share your scarf with her.)

this also means that she wears a halloween costume for the first time in nearly thirty five years just for you.

obviously, it has to be a matching costume. sevika will not humiliate herself unless it's to show the world that she's yours.

i'm thinking about the classic lesbian couple costumes: werewolf and vampire.

sevika tries to get away with being a vampire by just drawing two little dots of red lipstick on her neck. you go all out-- buying a werewolf mask and gloves. and on the night of, when you reveal your costumes to each other, you pout at sevika until she rolls her eyes and gives in-- putting on the vampire costume you bought at the same halloween store you got your mask in.

you go to a party at silco's house, the adults drinking while the kids binge on candy, spooky music blasting, vander trying to jumpscare every guest by the end of the night.

you only show up for an hour before you decide to head home, both of you overwhelmed by the party.

sevika tugs on your sleeve as you wander through the leaf-covered sidewalks toward home. "babe, look." she whispers.

she swipes her vampire-cape to the side and reveals one of her fanny packs on her hip-- stuffed to the brim with candy she's stolen from the kids.

you burst into laughter and smack her shoulder, before pulling a kitkat out of her bag and crunching into it.

when you get back home, you spend the rest of the night smoking a joint on the front porch together, snuffing it out when kids approach and ask for candy.

sevika's shocked when you reveal the box of full size bars you'd bought to pass out, and you just shrug. "it keeps me on the good side of all the neighbor kids for the rest of the year."

she knows this isn't the real reason you do it though, you're too much of a softie. the real reason is the giant smiles and excited laughs the kids give the pair of you when you pass them the giant chocolates.

at one point, a little boy dressed in a dinosaur costume approaches with his parents trailing behind him. he seem's shy-- scared to run up onto your porch-- but with a bit of encouragement from you and his parents, he finally climbs the steps.

when sevika hands the boy the candy bar--nearly the size of his head-- his entire expression changes, a huge, toothless grin taking over his face. "thanks scary ladies!" he shouts, before running back down the stairs to show his parents his bounty. sevika chuckles to herself about this for the rest of the night.

by eleven, most of the kids have gone home. you and sev turn in, blowing out the jackolanterns, leaving the box of chocolate out for any teenagers looking to make trouble, hoping that they'll take the bribe and keep from egging or tp-ing your house.

you get in your (matching flannel) pjs and crawl into bed, snuggling and lazily making out as coraline plays on the tv.

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[caramel-maive-chiato]

Arcane Request Open! ⊹ ࣪ ˖⋆˙⟡ tropes and prompts!

✦ I write with fem!readers (afab and amab/cis and trans), I can do gender neutral if I do a really strong effort (cause I forget mid write and type a her or she accidentally)

✦ this is a list of optional ideas for you if you want to request! especifie any details you want for the one shot/drabble after the prompt number. (I don’t mind long requests at all!)

✦ here is my masterlist and rules post to check in case you are not sure if your request is apropiate!

✦ you can mix and match all the prompts and tropes you like from this list! and add your own

✦ Character list (arcane)

- Vi - Jinx - Caitlyn - Jayce - Viktor - Powder (AU) - Mel - Ekko - Sevika - Skye - Scar - Steb

(I can add characters to the list if requested tho, silco, vander, claggor au, milo au)

✦ General tropes

1. Friends to Lovers

2. Enemies to Lovers

3. Fake Dating

4. There Was Only One Bed

5. Roommates

6. Best Friends to Lovers

7. Slow Burn

8. Mutual Crushes

9. Forbidden Love

10. Childhood Friends to Lovers

11. Rivals to Lovers

12. Second Chance Romance

13. Secret Relationship

14. Love Triangle (can be requested with ships, like jaymel, jayvik, timebomb, caitvi, skyvik, zaundads etc)

15. Strangers to Lovers

16. Arranged Marriage

17. Opposites Attract

18. Forced Proximity (Locked in a Room, Snowed In, etc.)

19. Celebrity x Normal Person (celebrity!reader)

20. Fake Marriage/engagement

21. Coworkers to Lovers

22. Grumpy x Sunshine

23. Accidental Pregnancy

24. The one that got away

25. Drunk confession

✦ Especific promps

26. "There he is, that motherfucker"

27. "I shouldn't be jelous, you are not even mine"

28. Neighbors, and their pets love each other

29. They share a friend group and the friends put bets on them as a couple"

30. Best friend's sibling (either !reader or !character)

31. They hate each other, but now they have to co-parent a kid

32. "You’ve been in love with me this whole time?"

33. Separated but never divorced, so when there is an emergency, the other shows up.

34. "I’m investigating you, but I think I’m falling for you"

35. "You crashed into me while running late, and now we’re both on the ground"

36. "You’ve been in love with me this whole time?"

37. "We’re the only single people at a wedding, so now we’re each other’s dates"

✦ AU tropes

38. Moder AU of courseeee

39. Supernatural Romance AU (Vampire, Werewolf, witch, mermakd etc.)

40. Hybrid!reader / Hybrid!character (no smut for this request)

41. Office working AU

✦ Nsfw promps and tropes

(only +18 characters, clarify when there is a role trope wich one is the tropeB!reader and wich one is tropeA!character)

42. enemies with benefits

43. friends with benefits

44. first time together or innocent x experienced (clarify wich is wich)

45. accidental arousal

46. f*ckbuddies

47. sexual tension that snaps or teasing until they snap

48. jealous/possessive sex

49. makeup s3x

50. consented cuckhold

51. can't-wait-until-we’re-home

52. shy lover finally losing control

53. tough and sweet contrast

54. one partner teaching the other

55. morning after s3x (second round)

56. public or "be quiet or we’ll get caught"

57. overstimulation

58. angry or rough & messy

59. dom x sub

60. praise kink/worshipping

61. begging

62. edging/denial or interrupted/denied release

63. against the wall

64. quickie

65. reunion s3x

66. desperate

67. clothing-only-partially-off

68. tied up / held down

69. riding their thigh/face

70. caught masturbating

71. unexpected innocence (“Wait, You’ve Never Done This Before?��)

72. overconfident flirt who falls apart once it starts

- Your girly Maverick ♡

[coolgirl32]

me want more movie (me after reading vampire vander)

you're probably tired of me popping in your ask box a lot🐝

Pt2 vampire Vander x vampire wife reader x vampire silco

A/n: no not really I'll never get tired of getting your request so yeah this is part two and I'm glad you liked it so much anyway have a good day also can't wait for your post this is also dedicated to @mvericksswritersblock and @mverickss enjoy.

It wasn't all that bad living with Vander and being a vampire wasn't all that bad of course you have to deal with urges like sucking people's blood, staying away from sunlight and holy water and also staying away from garlic (I don't know if garlic is an actual effect for vampires that vampires can't go near garlic but I'm just going to put it on here just to be safe) but the one thing that you can't stand is that you have minimal freedom everywhere you go he follows everytime you try to get away from him, he's always one step ahead of you.

When you found out that the wolves were his adopted kids you were speechless to say the least so of course you got to know them better by their names and personalities, you got to know the girls violet and powder, violet was the oldest of the siblings and the older sister, powder was the youngest of the siblings and younger sister, then there were the brothers of the siblings there was claggor a sweet kind boy who was the oldest brother of the siblings and is around Violet's age, then there is Mylo the third oldest of the siblings and is older than powder, of course you get along with them you even see them as your own children and you don't care if they are werewolves or not you still love them,

You started to try to get used to the whole vampire life as best you can but there are some things you miss while you were human like bread, soup, sunlight and being human but you have to get used to it you suppose.

You were not expecting this another vampire you thought you and Vander were the only vampires out there guess you were wrong when vander found out about the vampire he was not pleased at all so before he could do anything you stopped him and asked for information so he explained that the vampire's name was silco and silco told the both of you that he needs a place to stay for a little while vander was hesitant but you being the sweetest woman you are you told silco he can stay just until he finds a place of his own so of course vander agreed because he wanted to make you happy.

Throughout the month silco has been nothing but helpful around the castle he has helped you with the chores, the children he has even been helpful with the finances and you feel like he was the only normal one in the group and you feel safe around him of course you love Vander well love is not technically the word you'd use for Vander since he now only kidnapped you but killed your brothers as well but you're grateful that you have a lovely home that is dry and warm and you have warm clothes on your back and food in your stomach well if you call blood food that is but still you're grateful that silco is very helpful, unbeknownst to you vander has been keeping a close eye on you and when he's not keeping a close eye on you he has one of the kids or all four of them keeping an eye on you and silco just to make sure nothing bad happens to you or if silco is trying to brainwash you and of course silco knows about this but he doesn't want to kill the kids because you grew attached to them so he confronts Vander about this and they both have a secret fight in the woods without you knowing or the kids knowing and almost turns bloody when they came to an agreement to share you and so throughout the week they started getting along with each other and you were happy about it and of course without you knowing they made sure surveillance was doubled because they didn't want to lose you and they have many tactics of keeping you in the castle with them forever rather you like it or not.

When you find out about this you confront them about it and when they deny it you make plans to escape of course none of those work because they are either stronger than you or they use manipulation on you by telling you.

Just think about the children how would they feel if their mother was gone?

Oh you are sadly mistaken my dear just think how sad the children would be if they find out that you abandon them do you want that on your conscience and do you really want the children to hate you?

So of course you stayed and you hate yourself for falling for their tactics and they're manipulation you were thinking about the children and you didn't want to hurt their feelings and you wanted to take them with you but it'd be impossible for you and so you stayed but that doesn't mean you won't have a plan to escape along with the children but that doesn't mean the children are not in on Vander and silco's plan to keep you or no one can get you or take you away from them.

A/n: sorry if this is a little rushed or if it's long I was just at my cousin's graduation yesterday it was a bit fun and the Wi-Fi was down so I had to finish it today anyway have a good day.

[silcoitus]

Silcoitus Fics—Multiparts

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Full Silcoitus Masterlist

Barton Hollow

Status: 7/7 Chapters | Final WC: 29.8k words

Songbird

Status: 6/6 Chapters | Final WC: 18.5k

Two Weeks

Status: 4/4 Chapters | Final WC: 12.3k words

Borrowed Time (Silco x f!Reader / Vampire Reader) †

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 In Progress

Bricked Up (Silco x f!Reader / Stuck-in-a-wall Reader) - based on art by @ivyunleashed

Part 1 | Part 2

The Campaign (Silco x f!Reader / Campaign Manager Reader)

Part 1 | Part 2

Comfort (Silco x f!Reader)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Confessions (Silco x f!Reader) †

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Cramped (Silco x f!Reader / Assistant Reader)

Part 1 | Part 2

Just a Peek (Silco x Vander x f!Reader)

Part 1 | Part 2

Practice & Patience (Silco x f!Reader / Virgin Reader)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Practiced Hands (Young Silco x f!Reader / Hand fetish Reader) †

Part 1 | Part 2

Quiet Morning (Silco x f!Reader) - based on art by @aromansoul

Part 1 | Part 2

Red and Black (Silco x f!Reader) - anniversary series

Part 1 | Part 2

Totality (Silco x gn!Reader) - fluff, rated Mature

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Watchful Eye of Zaun (Silco x f!Reader / Chembaron Reader)

Part 1 | Part 2

†Request fulfillment

Songbird album art by @silcosentropy

[notthesoup]

— UPCOMING

this is to help me stay organized and for you to see if i’ve accepted your request, or if you wanted a sneak peak on what i’m currently working on. please do not steal any ideas

arcane VI !

athlete!vi x fem!reader (modern au) headcanons — what she’s like when you show up to her games

arcane VANDER !

vander x fem!reader (hurt/comfort) oneshot — the reader gets in an accident and vander is taking care of you while also making sure the kids (vi, powder, mylo, claggor) aren’t too worried about

au!vander x fem!reader (fluff, angst) oneshot — reader is from the original timeline where she was in a relationship with vander years ago, and accidentally travelled to this alternate universe where he is still alive

vander x masc!reader (nsfw) oneshot — body worship + vander helps reader out with body insecurity stuff

vander x fem!reader (fluff) headcanons — the daily life of being his wife

arcane EKKO !

ekko x fem!reader (fluff) headcanons — reader is a kind rich topsider

arcane SEVIKA !

sevika x taller fem!reader headcanons

arcane JAYCE & VIKTOR !

jayce x viktor x fem!reader (poly) (hurt/comfort) oneshot — jayce and viktor are spending a lot of time together and reader starts to feel left out. She tries communicating with them but some misunderstandings occur. By the time they notice, reader is thinking of leaving. (Probably going to update in two parts; part 1 is sfw, part 2 is nsfw)

viktor x doctor fem!reader

viktor x masc!reader oneshot — someone disrespects and threatens viktor so reader punches them, probably at a gala

virgin!viktor x assistant gn!reader (nsfw) oneshot

arcane SCAR !

scar x medic gn!reader oneshot — scar shows up to your clinic battered and bloodied, and you stitch him up. Vulnerability is hard for him but it’s either that or bleeding out

scar x sniper!reader headcanons

scar x mage!reader headcanons — you work alongside the firelights as a medic

arcane SILCO !

silco x assistant gn!reader (nsfw) — Silco getting pegged for the first time

silco x fem!reader headcanons — how he takes care of you when you’re sick

dc universe DICK GRAYSON

vampire!nightwing x wally west (angst) (nsfw) series — ongoing

the secret history HENRY WINTER !

henry winter x oc series— ongoing, writing chapter 2

[fairy-writes]

Hello folks! I know I said I wouldn’t be doing an event, but I do what I want and want to stretch my writing muscles yet again! No promises that this’ll take as long as last time, but I’ll try and keep request turnaround under 10 months this time, lol

First, thank you SO SO much for getting me this far. I literally can’t do it without you guys.

Second, onto the event! We’re doing an AU event! (The banner was supposed to be like… Multiverse-type stuff… Y’know, hinting at different universes where these would be happening…)

I’ll have a list of AUs you can pick from and a list of characters! So pick one and a character from one of the fandoms listed, and I’ll write a little blurb or a one-shot based on the request! 

The event will be open for two weeks starting Friday, December 27th, 2024, and will run to Friday, January 10th, 2025!

The Rules Are: 

All requests are written as character x reader!

Everything is gender neutral reader unless specifically stated otherwise (e.g., you request a female reader) [I don’t write male readers yet]

TWO REQUESTS PER PERSON

Please send them in separately so I can keep track of everything!

Any orders that do not follow the rules will be deleted. 

All requests will be tagged under #fairyauevent

AUs to Choose From:

College AU

Myth AU (e.g., An Odyssey-themed oneshot)

Spy AU

Royal AU

Mythological Creature AU (e.g., Siren!Reader)

Fantasy AU

Soulmate AU (Specify which one, pls! There are too many for me to list)

Modern AU

Angels and Demons AU

Pirate AU

Bodyguard AU

Victorian Era AU

Arranged Marriage AU

Rock Band AU

Werewolf/Vampire AU

I Will Write for the Following People: 

Arcane: League of Legends: Viktor, Silco, Jayce Talis, Vander

Bungou Stray Dogs: Nakajima Atsushi, Nakahara Chuuya, Dazai Osamu, Kunikida Doppo, Fukuzawa Yukichi, Saigiku Jouno, Suehiro Tecchou

The Case Study of Vanitas: Vanitas, Noé Archiviste, Roland Fortis

Darker than Black: Hei, November 11

Demon Slayer: All the Hashira, Akaza, Kokushibo, Douma, Kamado Tanjiro (aged up), Agatsuma Zenitsu (aged up), Hashibira Inosuke (aged up)

Doctor Who: The Doctor (9th, 10th, 11th, 12th), Jack Harkness

Fullmetal Alchemist: Roy Mustang, Greed (not Greedling), Alex Louis Armstrong, Edward Elric (post-FMAB), Alphonse Elric (post-FMAB), Ling Yao (post-FMAB)

Grimm (NBC): Nick Burkhardt, Hank Griffin, Sean Renard, Drew Wu, Monroe

Jujutsu Kaisen: Gojo Satoru, Fushiguro Toji, Geto Suguru, Nanami Kento, Itadori Yuuji (aged up), Fushiguro Megumi (aged up)

Kaiju No. 8: Hibino Kafka, Ichikawa Reno, Hoshina Soshiro, Narumi Gen, Furuhashi Iharu

Moriarty the Patriot: William James Moriarty, Albert James Moriarty, Louis James Moriarty, Sherlock Holmes, Mycroft Holmes, Fred Porlock, Sebastian Moran, James Bonde

Tokyo Ghoul: Uta, Kaneki Ken, Kirishima Touka, Kirishima Ayato (re: age), Nishio Nishiki, Tsukiyama Shuu

Trigun Stampede: Vash the Stampede, Nicholas D. Wolfwood, Millions Knives

[crippling-characters-addiction]

Masterlist and Info

What I'll write

- fluff/comfort yippee happy happy happy

- suggestive (not full on smut but like yk)

- smut! get as kinky as you'd like in the requests, can't promise I'll be comfy with everything but maybe I'll try it out wink wonk

- angst (I WILL CRY but I'll write it)

- one-shots and drabbles because I lack the motivation to write something in parts (maybe I will one day, idk, let me just up my ADHD meds)

- headcannons (and SFW/NSFW alphabets)

- mainly male characters bc I'm ✨G A Y✨ but if you reaaaaaally want a female character then I'll try my best

- poly relationships also 🫶

- song fics also <3 shh don't judge me, I daydream to music

- crack fics if I manage to be funny </3

- Vampire, Merfolk, Cryptid, etc AUs also rock

- platonic! romantic! sexual! queerplatonic! friends that cuddle and kiss! childhood friends to lovers! enemies to lovers! lovers to enemies! enemies that fuck because they want to kill each other so fucking bad! parent!character and child!reader! fluffy childhood friends! anything is game!! as long as it's not like- pedophilia or rape because I will kill you with my own hands

I'll also only write xreader bc that's my specialty

I won't write fem reader sorry girls/femme aligned peeps </3 (you can still interact I guess but I won't write fem reader)

male reader, gender neutral reader, non binary reader that's all fucking good <3

trans masc reader!!! (I'm trans masc agender)

if you do ask me for a tmasc/gn reader please specify the body type you'd like to have! (top surgery and no bottom surgery, bottom growth, etc)

Characters/fandoms I'm into

Arcane

Viktor (mmmwah mwah mwah baby)

Jayce (can't stop looking at her t- t- t- t- face)

merman!Jayce headcanons (sfw and nsfw, gender neutral reader)

Crowns and Armor (Knight!Jayce x Prince!reader headcanons)

JayVik (poly)

Silco (young or old idc)

Vander (also young or old or even the furry version if you into that)

zaundads/Vanco (poly) (also young or old)

Angel Voice (Vander x Silco x male reader! platonic but flirty)

Salo (I hate him so much I want to fuck him raw)

Scar (my bb </3)

Steb (also my bb </3)

In- [INVINCIBLE] (huh? what was that?)

Mark (UGH he's so FINE why is he straight </3)

William (I love him he's so sassy)

uh other Marks (hehe my favorite is the one with no goggles bc he's a masochist <3 I'll bash your head in bby don't worry)

Rex (hey bby how about you explode my a- NOT LIKE THAT)

The Arcana

Asra (MY BABYYYY MY BABY)

Muriel (also my baby)

Julian (stupid dumb baby)

Nadia (queeeen I love her)

Portia (Portiaaaa yaaaay)

Fictif (Last Legacy)

Felix (babyyy)

Rime (I hate him so much I'll suck his dick)

Sage (OOOH BABY)

Escell (you wanna fuck that old man? so do I)

Lucan (titties?- sorry- tittie? sorry- tittie? sorry)

Florian (I have to fuck both ex husbands-)

Fictif (Movie Romance)

Miguel Bravo (ik I'm also latino but DAMN he's FINE)

Nicky Valentino (mmmm sugar daddy-)

Fictif (Roadkill)

Poe (babyyy)

Fictif (Courting the Crown)

Ryan (Ryan? more like rawr- kill me)

Gwydion (I chose the option to be amazing at archery but I'm actually really shit at it)

Theo (YES yES I'll marry you again)

Fictif (Monster Mannor)

Casimir (I like to bully him cause he's a dumb rich kid <3 and also french)

Rainier (babyyyy you poor baby I will kill that wizard bitch for you my baby)

Yuurivoice

Seth (I wanna be cooowboeh baaaybeh)

Charlie (my rat <3)

Alphonse (hey, all those sweets... what else is sweet, huh?)

Auron (choke meeee *ahem* what? who said that?)

Finn (Finneas?? his head isn't even triangular!)

Bittersweet duo (poly Seth and Alphonse)

Delicious in Dungeon

Laios (stupid HIMBO I love him)

Fictif (Ghosted)

Jesse Rodríguez (I wanted my highschool romance maaan ughh all I got was cheated on </3)

Disclaimers

Remember I am also a person with likes/dislikes and boundaries and you are not my boss so I'll write whenever, however and whatever I want <3

I am eighteen years old (you'll have to trust me I'm not showing ID)! and I'm not gonna tell minors not to interact with my content because number one you'll do so anyway and number two reading porn is not bad or immoral! maybe just don't DM me <3 (which why would you anyway) and if you're gonna request smut do so anonymously for your own safety

Also, I won't judge you for any kinks you might have, even if it's something I'm not comfortable writing (I'll ignore your ask if I don't wanna write it) as long as everything you're into is legal, ethical and consensual I won't throw hands <3

Also also! feel free to just send me random thoughts, I'll simp over characters with you <3

And finally, I'm not a native english speaker but PLEASE if I make a typo or a grammatical/spelling error TELL ME

- Love (and also lust), Yuno

[mogomoago]

so , I want to write some novel , qnd tell me if you guys want to read it

1

( half!vampire x vampire hunter ) about a half vampire that want to be a good person and help people by being a doctor , but the hunter that try to catch him and get he's revenge of him for what the doctor's father did

2

( dnd novel ) about a dwelf ( half elf , half dwarf ) after her father's death decides to find her mother and in the way find friends and family for herself [ I did a art of it before , you can check the ocs in my account]

3

( past hero x villain ) guess what ?!? Old man yaoi !!! , in a world filled by heroes and villains , heroes work for a special company , Zack , the most famous hero in this world , after a big failure , fired of company and , drown himself in alcohol and get depressed , when everyone think he's dead , a little girl accidentally find about Zack's identity !

4

( silco x shaman reader x vander ) Brutus the last shaman woman , find herself lost and alone in zaun alone , after her lost for family , she finds for herself frinds , what happens for these 3 preson in future 《 an arcane fanfic 》

[juicednewt]

Strangers in the Night (4/10)

Pairing: Silco x gn!Reader

Summary: Despite the long work days, you have trouble sleeping at night. Some restless nights you head over to a river bridge in the undercity to smoke and clear your head. Little did you know that this river was of particular significance to an intimidating and stoic man with a glowing black and red eye.

Wordcount: 2k

Author’s note: I’m so close to turning this into a vampire!Silco fic  (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)

Chapter One Link

Chapter Two Link

Chapter Three Link

AO3 Link

Chapter Four

The map of Kha’zhun ruins lay unfurled on the small table in your apartment, small stones set on the corners to keep the frayed edges from curling back in. You sat in the rickety chair next to the table, your leg bouncing as you mulled over the position you were in.

With a groan, you let your head fall into your hands, the heels of your palms rubbing into your eyes to keep the monstrous headache from growing. What had possessed you to accept a job from someone like that? On your knees too.

Strength. Growth… a voice murmured in the back of your head. You couldn’t tell if it was serious or mocking.

Lifting your head, you reached for the small notebook next to the map on the table. You leafed through its thin pages. On the last page was where you kept a tentative, incomplete list of supplies if you were actually going to make an expedition like this. Looking over the list, you racked up the charges of each item — you barely had enough to cover a third of the list as it was.

You moved from fidgeting to standing up and straight up pacing the meager width of your room.

You needed a job. One that paid enough to cover for at least rent, and food. Glancing at your open cabinets, you noted enough food for a week, two if you ate smaller portions. The money that your boss gave you before he kicked you out was tucked away under the floorboard beneath your bed, but the thought of using it for anything at all felt sour in your head.

As you turned on your heel to keep pacing, the shabbiness of the apartment suddenly became more than just noticeable to you. The heel falling off your left boot. The chair that creaked dangerously under your weight every time you sat down. The crack in the window that whistled cold air in the winter. It was a quiet desperation that you had learned to live with all your life, but right now it was suffocating. The looming eternity of it until your death.

You could find other work. It would be more factory work or, as your boss had suggested, sweeping floors and balancing books. It would be a pitiful wage either way. It would take at least a year of scrounging money together before you could get enough good supplies for a test run. You didn’t want to buy a shoddy rope and have it snap as you climbed down the fissure walls, looking for ruins and treasure that maybe didn’t even exist in the first place.

You gave a loud exhale of frustration that had your downstairs neighbor hitting the floor below you with a broom, the thin boards below your feet actually curving up from the pressure.

“Sorry Mrs. Keene!,” you yelled back.

With a sigh, you dropped yourself back into your chair. You settled your full weight into it and as you shifted, that's when you heard it. A splintering sound then snap. One of the chair legs gave way and you lurched back unevenly. You first crashed onto your right hip, followed by your temple slamming against the floor.

You rolled onto your back and stayed there, the broken chair still under one of your legs.

Bang! Bang! You felt something hit the boards underneath your back. Mrs. Keene, as reliable as ever.

Amid the throbbing pain in your head and the thuds of your neighbor's broom, Silco’s words bounced around in your brain as you stared up at the ceiling.

Take control of your future, huh?

You had accepted his offer, without asking questions, and he’d be expecting you at the Last Drop today to finalize the contract.

Groaning, you got up. Why did it always feel like it came down to the same two choices — a hungry stomach or a shady job?

Gingerly, you walked to the cabinets over the small stove and pulled out a clear bottle and a single, chipped glass. Pouring yourself a drink, you knocked it back, feeling the alcohol sear down your throat.

You hadn’t signed your name yet, meaning you could see what he had to offer first. If you didn’t like them, you could just walk away right?

Another pour. But you’ve also been doing the same thing all your life, keeping it safe, and look where it’s gotten you.

You knocked the second glass back and slammed it onto the counter.

Maybe it was time for a change.

—

The Last Drop looked almost the same. Entering, you could still imagine Vander, bearlike and friendly, coming out to greet you from behind the long wooden bar. You had only been to the Last Drop once, months ago, when you had come here to drink with some pals before your day off, but the place had definitely left an impression. That night the Last Drop had been packed to the brim with people, with their raucous laughter soaking into the walls and the air always simmering with the energy of an argument or a drunk song. It was where everyone could and would go to gather and talk and meet their old friends without fear of harm, as Vander kept a good eye on the patrons of the Last Drop and kept any real fight from blowing up.

Coming back here a second time, you wished you had visited more often.

Now the Last Drop was dead empty. No one tended the bar, and the circular tables and stools were unoccupied except for a few rough figures sitting at a table in the back. They eyed you as you walked in.

You couldn’t see any sign of Silco. Shifting your weight from one foot to the other, you hesitated before calling out to the group in the back.

“Hey uh,” you started. “Where can I speak to Silco?”

“What’s your business?” asked a voice above you.

You looked up to see a large, lumbering figure looking out from the banister on the second floor.

“A job. Silco told me to be here today.” He waved you to come up. When you stepped onto the second floor, you got a clear look at the black geometric tattoos that covered half of the man’s face, splitting his nose and mouth and wrapping to the back of his shaved head.

He was also massive. He gestured at you to raise your arms, and as he patted you down, you were sure his hand could circle your arm, thumb to finger if he wanted to.

When he didn’t find anything, he nodded at you. “Follow me.”

He led you to a pair of high double doors on the second floor and rapped on the wood. “Sir, the new hire’s here.”

The hair stood on the back of your neck as you heard that familiar voice.

“Come in.”

The guard opened the door, tilting his head at you to enter. The door shut behind you with a click and you found yourself on your own.

The room was hazy with cigar smoke. It made you itch for a cigarette but you realized you had left them at home.

Silco sat at a sturdy wood table, similar to the wood the bar and tables downstairs were made of. A lit candle on the windowsill and a plain desk lamp helped illuminate the dark room. Unpacked boxes were stacked along one wall next to you. You were surprised at how mundane it all looked.

“Good, you’re here. You can start today.”

You coughed. “Ah so about that Sil- Sir. You said you would have a contract? I’d like to discuss the terms.”

“You won’t be signing away your organs if that’s what you think,” he said, flipping over one of his papers without looking up.

You folded your hands behind your back to keep them from shaking. Setting your jaw, you spoke up, “the thing is… I’ve been screwed over by more than a few bosses. This time, I’d like to discuss the job first before I start anything.”

Silco’s pen stilled. He looked up from his papers to give you an appraising look before reaching for a different pile on his desk. Taking a sheet from the top, he flipped it so that it faced you. He gestured to the chair across from him. You walked over and gingerly, you sat down on the edge of the seat. Silco sat back in his chair to light a cigar as you reached over to pick up the paper and read it.

“Bartender?...” you said out loud. You couldn’t help the relief in your voice.

You looked over the paper again. The pay was more than reasonable. There was a blank line scrawled at the bottom of the paper, preceded by a large, spidery “X”.

“You’ll take care of the bar, any patrons, and lock up once hours are up. Until we find someone else, you’ll have to come every day from five to one but you’ll be more than compensated.”

At your silence, he raised an eyebrow. “Is something unsatisfactory?”

“No, no. The pay is great. I just thought I’d be helping with… other stuff.”

“If you’re interested in other stuff, you’ll have the chance.” Silco tilted his head back as he blew out a smoke ring. You could feel the smoke start to curl around you.

“Think of this as a trial period to get to know the others,” said Silco. “When we find a suitable job for you, that is, if you are still interested, you’ll be notified. It’s as you said last night, you’ll find that you can trust my judgment,” he said wryly.

At that, the memory of last night, of you kneeling in front of Silco, slammed into the back of your head like a metal bat. Heat rushed into your face and you instead looked down to stare at your shoes, willing yourself to cool down and focus. You mentally shook yourself. Don’t let him fluster you.

With your gaze still focused intently on your shoes, you heard the sound of a chair being pushed back and then steps around the desk. “It’s been a while since I’ve read “The Chemfather,” said Silco. “Unfortunately, there’s no time to read nowadays,” he said with a sigh.

Dark boots entered your line of sight, facing towards you, and you felt a warm hand gently tilt your chin up. Your eyes met one blue and one black with a spiraling red iris. Neither of you were in the cover of darkness this time. Under the warm light of the lamp, you could see his face more clearly now. The angle of the light emphasized the sharpness of his cheeks and his jaw, the dark, calculating slash of his brow as he looked down at you.

You were sure he was looking at you as intently as you were at him. When he spoke, you immediately fixated on the sharp teeth that flashed behind those severe lips.

“When you're tending the front, you can't look so submissive,” he said patiently. “Keep your head up. There are still a good number of people who are not happy with me taking over the Last Drop and you’ll find more trouble here than at other bars.”

When he dropped his hand from your chin, you kept his gaze. His face stayed neutral. You couldn’t read what he was thinking so you waited for what he would do next.

“Good. Do you have a weapon?”

Your mouth dry, you licked your lips. “I have a knife.”

His hand hovered in front of you, palm facing up. Understanding his gesture, you untied the knife at your side and placed it into his hands, your fingertips briefly brushing against his.

He took the knife out of its sheath. “It’s dull,” he said, as he turned it in his hand. “Do you have a sharpener?”

You shook your head.

“Ask Ran downstairs to use theirs. Tell them I sent you.” He sheathed the blade and handed it back to you. “Ask them to show you the supply rooms in the basement as well. Anything else you’ll need, you should be able to find under the counter.”

You nodded. “Yes Sir. Anything else?”

Silco tilted his head as he considered the question. When he glanced back at you, it was with a flash of something wolflike before his face settled back into its neutral expression.

“No. That’s all for now,” he said.

His lip tilted upward in what you recognized as a smirk.

“Welcome to the Last Drop.”