#vampire zhongli

[harmonysanreads]

Since your requests are open, might I suggest vamp lord Venti? Or perhaps something with the vamp lords in general?

i'm glad there's one other person besides me who's interested in the archons as vampire!lords lolol i wasn't sure what to title this but please, accept this humble drabble of them being the siblings ever. note : darling's relationship with nahida is strictly platonic!

This is an extension of this and this concept, which are branched from my vampire!alhaitham au :> written with a yandere setting in mind but nothing of that sort is really going on here, unless you squint.

wc : 1.2k

“Seriously, what was that blockhead thinking when making them share a room with a half-blood vampire of everything?”

“If you can even call this closet a room, Barbatos. There's not even space for us to take an extra step!”

If the word ‘baffled’ would be a person, that'd be you at this instance. You stare questioningly at the figures that now occupy your room, the buzzes of their comments on the poor accommodations that they had provided flies over your head as easily as they leave the lords' lips. A moment’s interlude and five servants enter next, meticulously weaving through the existent personnel.

“Well, I can't say I wasn't expecting this. Half-bloods have weaker impulse control, especially when they have not been ‘fed’ properly. There's no way Morax couldn't have known this. So, he must've had other intentions.”

The lord praised for her unmatched wisdom chimed, inspecting the residual stains of blood on the otherwise vacant walls with curious green eyes. At the side, the lord clad in ocean blue conducts the servants to gather your belongings with haste and the master of songs remained beside your person in his nonchalant haze.

“Uhm, M'lord, am I getting kicked out…?”

Barbatos's gleaming teal eyes meet your tentative gaze. With a chuckle, he places his beret on your head. Instead of words he answers you with a hearty squeeze on your cheeks and you yelp.

“My birdie, how could that thought even cross your head?” even a blind person could feel the pout on the lord's lips. You make a few unsuccessful attempts at riposte and at last succumb to the assault on your cheeks — the sight of which has Barbatos's grin stretched till his fangs peak.

“Cut it out, Barbatos! They've yet to recover from their wounds. You can save your ‘affection’ for a later day.” the lord celebrated for her stage prowess huffs, arms crossed and indignant at the handsy behavior of her fellow Vampire Lord.

The accused vampire frees your cheeks from his clutches. Though you're not gifted with reprieve as his right arm coils around your shoulders next. “You speak as though I'm the most ignorant being to exist! Dear [Name], why don't you tell good Focalors here how much you enjoy being the recipient of my affection?”

You sputter at the heat of the two lords’ gazes. Luck shines upon you and your savior interferes with a cough.

“Allow me to apologize on behalf of everyone, [Name]. Had I been more persistent in ensuring that you wouldn't have to be roommates with that half-blood, this accident wouldn't have happened. I'm truly sorry.”

Nahida's heartfelt condolences paint the atmosphere in a subtle somber hue. Pupils of green flicker to and fro the fresh bandages wrapped around your neck and wrists. You feel Barbatos's fingers tighten around you ever so slightly, it is not until Focalors' chiding words echo that the silence cracks.

“Buer, Buer, Buer. For how long will you continue to take responsibility for others' carelessness?”

“Well, at least she has the courtesy to apologize,” Barbatos idly twirls a strand of your hair, “Unlike a certain brutish blundering buffoon.”

It's quite apparent to you who he addresses so vehemently, though, you're not certain what the cause is behind their blood feud. It's not like you expected to be treated like royalty in a palace full of lethal predators, no one has heard a vampire ever treating a human kindly. You'd even say you were no greater than a slave to everyone in this place, so, the lords' current care confused you greatly.

“Actually, Lord Morax invited me for breakfast this morning. He told me that even he wasn't expecting my ‘roommate’ to betray his command and attack me.”

All eyes snap towards you as those words settle from your lips, you cannot hold back your concern at how quickly they turned their heads.

“He did?” Focalors asks incredulously, the lock of hair Barbatos was twirling falls from his grasp dramatically.

“Yes…he even told me that Lord Shogun had ‘taken care of’ my roommate, whatever that means.” you mutter with uncertainty, gaze flickering between their wide-eyed stares.

Barbatos is the first to recover from that collective befuddlement, “Well, looks like they did something good for once.” he lets go of your shoulder and you almost miss the flash of irritation in his normally tranquil teal eyes. You note how unsettling he sounds with the absence of playfulness. The weight of the lord's beret reminds you of the barrenness of your room and your initial confusion of why they barged in, in the first place.

“Am I really going to be kicked out of the palace?”

Your question comes out more melancholic than intended but, it does its job in getting the vampires' attention. Barbatos begins with a spring in his speech, completely disregarding his earlier odd countenance.

“About that, my birdie, because you're such a delicious mea—ow! I mean, such a precious human, we've decided that from today onwards, your new roommates will be…us!”

Furina's elbow retreats as Barbatos rubs the side of his abdomen with a spiteful look. She takes his beret off of your head and replaces it with her own hat, hurling the former object towards the green-clad lord's face.

“Now, I know what you're thinking, petit agneau. Each of us will be sharing our quarters with you every month. Meaning, one month you'll be my roommate, the next Buers, then Barbatos's and it'll rotate like this. Isn't that the most excellent idea?”

Judging by Furina's boisterous laughter and the sparkles that float around her, you surmise it must've been her proposal. All of this is happening too quickly and too out-of-nowhere. You're not naive enough to believe that their sudden initiatives are born from unadulterated kindness. In this hidden corner of the world where the self-interest of a stronger life form dominates the hierarchy, it's foolish to rule-out any possibilities of hidden agendas. But precisely due to that reason, clinging to the few opportunities of benevolence are inconsequential for survival — that, in itself, is another form of self-preservation.

“So, I'll be staying with you this month, Lord Focalors?” you ask.

“Well… who'll be the first in the rotation actually hasn't been decided yet.”

“I’ll be the first one.” Nahida, who'd been silent thus far proclaimed ; you tilt your head down to find her dainty fingers holding onto your hand.

Focalors and Barbatos remain frozen with gaping mouths for a few seconds, likely because they were about to say the same thing.

“If I may jog your memory, you both have been tasked with arranging this year's annual spring gala. No doubt you'll both be busy with your own work to pay attention to [Name]. So, it's only logical that she stays with me, isn't it?”

True to her title, Nahida leaves no room for further arguments with her reasoning. A ‘you have a point’ full of disappointment leaves the other two in unison. You catch Nahida's wink as you peer down at her and it makes you wonder. You can never guess what she's thinking but, she's been the only one who's shown you genuine care since you signed your contract with the Vampire Lords. There's a certain... peace about her presence that you can reluctantly believe in, compared to the flightiness of the others, at least.

You spare one last look at the place you used to call your room, the splatters of your own blood remind you again of the terrors of this palace. With a deep breath, you choose to swallow your fear and follow their lead, for now, at least.

[dragon-ascent]

Under a Red-Gold Gaze

In which vampire!Zhongli is thirsty, and you just so happen to be there. 

[GN reader, pre-established relationship]

The first pinprick for pain, the second pinprick for pleasure. 

Zhongli is a gentle man, and with all his centuries of experience he knows exactly how to take care of those he feeds upon. With one hand holding the back of your head for support, and the other stroking your back soothingly, one might almost forget he is a vampire, a creature thought to be cold and cruel.

Soft moans of bliss escape his throat and mingle with your own - to him, there is nothing in this world that can compare to the sweet taste of your blood. He drinks eagerly, but that eagerness is also tinged with caution. You are a fragile thing; one misstep and you’d be gone forever. Therefore, he drinks slowly, not rushing it, savouring the moment. 

Finally, he pulls away, his fangs parting from your skin albeit reluctantly. He knows when to stop; he may be a vampire, but he is no monster. He never lets the scarlet liquid roll down your skin, for his tongue is quick to lap up any stray drops. Licking it clean of blood, he admires the little puncture wounds on your pretty neck for a second.

He leaves a kiss there; a long kiss that sears the essence of his lips into the skin even long after he has removed his mouth. This area on your neck tingles pleasantly, and Zhongli smiles at you. 

“Tired, my dear?” It is a question that requires no answer as you rest your head on his shoulder and hum. “Thank you for your blood.” He kisses your forehead as you doze off.

The cup of tea that has sat on the table, untouched since your arrival, is now cold. Zhongli had abandoned it the moment his eyes fell upon you - you, who had not noticed the vampire in the room, for your attention had been focused on the bookshelves lining the walls, searching for a suitable novel to entertain you tonight. 

Those plans, however, had been flung right out the window as Zhongli’s smooth baritone called out your name, a gentle commanding of your attention with a soft smile and beckon. The two of you had then become immersed in conversation.

Becoming engulfed by Zhongli’s words is an easy feat - with the way he can pull you into a dialogue about anything under the sun and moon and spin it into an enthralling tale, talking to Zhongli is one of the highlights of any day (or night).

It is with the same seamless ease that he had brought you onto his lap, his story about the rarity of blue jade fading into pauses where he had begun kissing your neck. Sentences turned into phrases, phrases into words, until the words were no longer part of the story but rather a request for your consent. Your consent to let him drink from you, for his fangs to hungrily pierce into your neck, for him to delight at your breathy whimpers as he tasted your blood with a kind of fervent devotion.

And now, as he lets you rest, he smiles and thanks you for your consent that had allowed him to sate his supernatural urges. He gazes upon you with adoration, golden eyes flecked with fading bits of crimson from his prior thirst. Running his fingers through your hair, he whispers things into your ear that will no doubt manifest into a sweet dream.

When you awake, he will prepare a fresh cup of flower tea just for you.

[mayullla]

Title: Dead of Night

[ - Cottage (fem!reader) + Lavender (romantic) + Zhongli + Caramel pudding (vampire au) - ] - Starlight Anon's Ask

Summary: You found a particular man in front of your cottage door. Bleeding and in pain you let the man in, caring for him not knowing who he was.

Additional Warnings/Tags: Nothings other than implied biting later and a bit of blood (since Zhongli is a vampire and all-)

[ - Fairytale Picnic Event - ]

He was a strange man, a stranger who knocked on your door in the middle of a stormy night when the rain and thunder were loud on your ears that you worry if your cottage home would be able to survive it. It was surprising that you even heard the knock.

He was a bloody mess, blood and water mixed together dropped to your wooden floor and ragged welcome carpet. Barely alive, breathing heavily he was barely awake and collapsed as soon as you opened your door making you scream in surprise. Yet after you were able to calm yourself down you worriedly looked at him to check if he was dead or not.

You didn't know why you tried to help this man, you had no reason at all yet your heart fretted for the poor man as you let him in your house. Wiping the blood and cleaning up the wounds near his chest you wondered how he was still alive. It was a slow process, painfully slow but you finally managed to bandage him up.

It was the next day that he woke up when you were staring at his face daydreaming if he was some sort of prince to be so handsome looking as you tried to guess what his eyes color was. Was it black like obsidian? Or what about a nice pretty blue like the day sky that you were always so fond of? It took a while for you to realize gold eyes staring at you. You were an embarrassing mess as you tried to explain to the person you weren't staring or anything. you really wanted to crawl into a hole that day.

The man was a nice gentleman, thanking you for saving him. Zhongli, the name he introduced you as you could not help but stare at him and his beauty. He didn't look human at all, almost like some mythical being or a dream. He told you that he wish to repay the debt for saving him, and even when you told him that it was okay he continue to insist that in the end, you let him stay.

Zhongli is a kind man, but he was also rather… particular? He always took naps in the middle of the day and was active at night when you are asleep. You were cautious at first, if not a bit worried but as time passed you can't help but relax a little whenever he would wake you up for the morning so that you could begin your day. Your mornings you would wake up to gold eyes and a soft smile telling you in an affectionate voice that breakfast was ready.

Zhongli was an amazing cook, toast and eggs that he would make were delicious but also other food that you never really tasted before many kinds of dishes you never tried he made with the ingredients that you have in the house he would create that would leave you wondering if it were really just the ingredients that you have at home.

But it wasn't like he would always stay at home, again when night approached was when he was awake and you knew that he had a tendency to go somewhere then. You told him many times that it was a bad idea to go out, for there are wolves in the forest, ferocious beasts wild and unkind that would rip anything that breathes into shreds.

Yet that man would only smile, patting your head telling you it was okay that you should go to sleep for you have a day ahead of you that you would have to recharge your energy for. You let him go, taking a step forward to him when you heard the howls of wolves yet he placed a hand on your shoulder reassuring you that it was okay that he would come back, he would come back to you. A light kiss graces your backhand, you still remember the warmth of his lips as you looked at your hand from your bed cover inside your soft blanket.

You didn't know when you started to fall for him when it was getting harder and harder to look at him in the eyes while you feel your face heat up. You started to like his calm voice telling you stories of his travels around the world and more, some sounded magical to your ears when you listened as he told you about a land full of high mountains and stiff clifts.

You noticed as time passed, the sound of wolves slowly dwindled the sound that would keep you awake at night for they might one day have the courage to go to your little home and eat you alive gave you no fear anymore. Maybe it was confidence? You doubt it. You only smiled at the man who took his leave late at night on a full moon.

Yes, maybe you were a little confident, that you would be safe as long as he was here.

It was bound to happen, the day you knew that you fell for him properly, that it wasn't some sort of crush quickly gone as soon as it came. When the two of you lived together for a while how you would always love to chat away with him, how you adored the small moments you have with him, and the big moments too. You smiled at the sounds of steps familiar with it as was his return from the forest, you wanted to surprise him by waking up so early that the sun wasn't even out yet.

Cold your blood became when you see him collapse on the floor again, sweat on his forehead, his hands that were always cold as if it was winter yet now it was like ice in your hands. You didn't see any bleeding, yet you could see he was suffering in agony, groaning in pain. You asked him what happened, what could make him like this, where he was in pain, how could you help him?

Your tears hit his face, as the gold eyes looked at you on top of the bed where you moved him. His voice was hesitant, was it because of pain or was he worried about your reaction you weren't sure.

It was as if the world stopped when he told you what he needed… what he needed from you. Your blood he told you. He told you that he needed your blood. It was an internal battle when you finally realize who he was, what he was. 

A vampire.

A monster, in front of you. The many stories that you listened to about these blood-sucking demons from the past when you were a small child now one was in front of you. Someone you saved, someone you thought you knew lived together for months, someone you fell in love with…

It was an inner turmoil, a fight over what was right and wrong questions bubbling up that made you want to vomit them out. He was a monster.

“Take my blood.” You told him, his surprised face was evident even in his pain. “You may take my blood.” Moving the collar of your dress you showed him your neck, Zhongli looked hesitant yet when he looked at your eyes maybe he saw something in them.

His hands were still shaking when he placed a hand on your cheek, pushing himself to sit up to kiss your forehead. It was a thank you gesture from him to you. It helped you relax a little from your worries and made a little tilt on your lips.

You and he stared at each other eyes, as he placed a small kiss on your lips.

Note: as for the reason why he came back like that let's leave that to your imagination ehe~

[bukkitbrown]

In the dark of the night there awaits a gentleman as old as time

Cosplay: bukkitbrown

Photo by @/mrdangphotos

[kaita0]

Monster Genshin Men

Zhongli - Vampire

Diluc - Werewolf

Childe - Siren

Kaeya- Monster Hunter

Xiao- Monster Hunter

Goro- Werewolf

I am thinking of some sort of mythical monster x reader oneshots. Especially Zhongli... vampire zhongli sounds good

[evilkaeya]

domestic skk

[hollythius]

VANITY | vampire! genshin characters x reader

note | trying something new here! we’re going for multi-chapter, multiple characters x reader, and you get to choose your route! hopefully this goes as planned 😔 general trigger warnings for blood and biting in a (mostly) non-sexual manner.

SYNOPSIS | you receive a letter from a mysterious admirer, inviting you to an exquisite gala. when you arrive, you find various suitors waiting for you— but there’s a catch. they’re all vampires!

first chapter (you’re here!) / next / previous

Dear Y/n,

You have utterly captivated me. Your charms are like the sweetest incense, drawing me nearer like a moth to a flame. When our eyes meet, my heart erupts with joy in a way that words cannot describe. Simply writing to you makes my hands shake in wistful longing. The quill in my hand is as restless as I; and I hope my penmanship is legible. (It would be my worst shame to write to you and have you not be able to read it) Now allow me to get on with the real point of this letter.

I formally invite you to the Dawn Winery next Saturday evening to enjoy a delicious wine tasting and incredible live music. As it is a masquerade, please dress in appropriate attire. I propose a game to you as well— if you can spot me in the crowd, I’ll give you a sweet surprise.

Yours in secrecy,

Your secret admirer.

The love letters were new. You were used to odd trinkets: windwheel asters, berries, a honeyed ale or tasty biscuit. Never had you received such a flowery parchment. Flush rose to your cheeks, tinting them red as you stood on your doorstep. You shook your head, pushing back inside. Sure, it was true that sometimes you stayed awake at night, thinking of who could be behind the gifts. A rich nobleman? A sweet farmer’s son? A librarian, a fisherman, a baker? At times like these, you longed for the touch of your admirer. The country of Teyvat was large, but the incoming fesitival at the Dawn Winery drew in travelers months in advance. Your admirer could be from any reach of the nation! Could they be from your hometown of Mondstat, or the farthest reaches of Inazuma? You would have to find out yourself, should you attend the wine tasting.

Who were you kidding. You were already gathering money for a masquerade mask.

please reblog my work! i spend lots of time on my projects, and it really helps me out :) tagging @ilyuu and @hobieist bc they helped me finalize the ideas for this series!

[chronosdawn]

Disequilibrium - Vampire!Zhongli x GN!Reader

Do I have a good reason for writing yet another drabble about vampires? No, not really, but here we are nonetheless.

Content warnings: contains blood-drinking and biting, could be interpreted as yandere if you squint at it.

Word count: 1.4k

You had never realized how much body heat was able to seep through clothing until now. The motionless, shirt-covered chest beneath your palms leached the heat from your fingers through the fine fabric. You fought against a shudder as Zhongli carefully moved the collar of your shirt away from the base of your neck, revealing the soft skin underneath. It was a struggle to keep the muscles relaxed as he’d told you to, even if you knew the advice was given solely for your benefit, to make sure his fangs did as little damage as possible when they sliced into your flesh. 

This was far from the first time he’d fed from you, but it would be the first time he’d done so in his house, the opulent surroundings a far cry from the spartan space you called a bedroom. All of the previous feedings had taken place there; it was to help you relax, he’d said, much easier for you to draw on the comfort of being in your own space to get through those first few times. And now that you’d grown used to the pain and the odd numbness that followed, to the dizziness that plagued you for at least a full day following each one of your sessions, you’d been deemed ready to attempt something a little further outside your comfort zone. 

The feeling of Zhongli’s chest moving under your hands brought you back to the present—a breath drawn to facilitate speech rather than out of any actual need.

“You’re nervous,” he said, his voice low in your ear. “Have I pushed for this too soon?” Whether he was referring to your current location, or the fact you were currently seated in his lap when all of your prior encounters had involved only your wrist and a healthy amount of personal space, you couldn’t say. Regardless of which it was, you shook your head, thinking of the contract you’d signed—dark red ink on thick vellum.

“No, not at all, you’ve been very patient with me. I just need to get used to it, I think.”

“If you’re sure.” From this position it was impossible to make out his expression, the side of his face only just visible out of the corner of your vision. “I have some calming teas I could brew for you before we progress, if you believe it would help you to relax.”

“No, that’s okay,” you replied hurriedly, “best to just get it over with. Thank you for the offer though.”

You expected that to be the end of the discussion but Zhongli still made no move to bite you, instead tracing circles over the area where your neck met your shoulder with his thumb. He must have removed the gloves he always wore without your notice, you realized at the sensation of his ice cold skin against your own.

“I would not have suggested this if I thought you were incapable of handling it. Just remember everything I’ve told you and the pain will only be brief.”

You nodded and shut your eyes, allowing him to take more of your weight as you did your best to relax against him. The arm around your waist held you steady, while the hand at your neck moved to delicately grip the back of your head, carefully tilting it to provide better access to the network of veins at the base of your throat. 

The feeling of his fangs slicing through your flesh was familiar and foreign all at once. The initial sting of the bite felt no different at your neck than at your wrist, but you’d underestimated how much more intimate the whole experience would be compared to what you were used to. It took everything in you not to panic and start struggling—not that you’d have anywhere to go if you did. Zhongli’s hold on you was gentle but firm, and you knew without trying that fighting against it would be an exercise in futility and little else. It was safer like this, he’d told you, back when it was only an arm he’d held as opposed to your entire body. If you moved while he was feeding then there was far too much risk of you injuring yourself, of his fangs tearing inelegantly through your flesh before he had the chance to pull away.

As promised, the pain was short-lived, replaced with a numbness that slowly spread across your shoulder. You tried to block out the sensation, along with the sounds of him lapping up your blood, so much louder now that it was right by your ear. Instead you directed your thoughts towards the contract, no doubt stored somewhere in this house, hidden away between trinkets and finery collected over hundreds, if not thousands, of years. You thought of the promises made in stark red on cream, of why you were spending your Friday night in the lap of something many would call a monster instead of being out with your friends. 

Finally, after minutes that seemed to stretch into an eternity, Zhongli drew away from your neck with a final swipe of his tongue to keep any blood from trickling down and staining your shirt. The area was already starting to tingle faintly as his vampiric magic began to work at the twin puncture wounds, knitting skin back together such that by the time tomorrow came, the only evidence of the bite would be the weakness plaguing your limbs.

“You did well,” he said, the hand at your side moving in soothing strokes over your waist. “As I knew you would. How are you feeling?”

“Okay,” you replied a little breathlessly, going to sit up more only to be hit by a sudden wave of vertigo. “I’m a little dizzy though.”

“That’s perfectly normal after a feeding. Are you able to stand?”

“I think so.” Zhongli’s hold on you loosened and you attempted to slide off his lap, only to have the room spin and blur around you the moment your feet touched the floor. You were forced to cling onto him just to keep yourself upright, your hand scrunching the fabric of his shirt.

“Oh dear,” you heard spoken softly behind you. Zhongli stood and lifted you into his arms in a single fluid motion, your head lolling against his chest as the movement sent the room spiraling anew. “It appears I may have taken too much, my apologies. If you are amenable to it, I would like to suggest you stay here and rest for the night. I would like to keep a close eye on you over the next couple of hours and I fear if I take you to your own abode, I will not be able to watch over you if I wish to make it back before sunrise.”

You tried to nod in agreement only to immediately regret it as your surroundings twisted up around you, instead muttering a soft confirmation before closing your eyes. The movement of air over your limbs told you Zhongli was carrying you deeper into his home as you lay limp in his arms. Any thoughts of protest were buried under the churning motion in your head and the nausea that followed. You doubted you’d even be able to make it to the front door in your present condition, let alone the half hour walk it would take for you to get home. And that was if Zhongli would even allow such a thing, the vampire had been nothing if not fastidious about your safety ever since you’d signed the final stroke of your name.

There was the sound of a door opening and it wasn’t long before you were lowered onto soft, silken sheets.

“Rest,” Zhongli said, a cold hand trailing over your cheek. “I will prepare something to aid with your recovery once you wake.”

“Sorry for troubling you,” you mumbled, consciousness already on the edge of slipping away as you fought to open your eyes.

“It’s no trouble.” He hadn’t turned the light on when he’d entered the room—likely didn’t need to see your dazed expression clear as day despite the gloom—leaving his face bathed in shadow. “Sleep, I will return shortly.” You watched as his silhouette retreated from the room, turning back towards you just once as he reached the door. His eyes were all you could see, twin shards of bright amber in a sea of black and dark gray.

And then the door was shut behind him, and you were plunged into total darkness.

[youreallyshouldtalkmore]

Dark Imagination_ Part 1

A.N: Did I really just come up with a 10-part Genshin Impact Reverse Harem Vampire Husbando AU? Yep! But, I had to stop the count of husbandos somewhere, so I’m keeping it simple:

Zhongli, Alhaitham and Neuvillette are officially my top three husbandos, in that order.  So they will have the honor of being the main vampire coven we are following in this story. 

Genshin Impact MasterList

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Why did you even go into a haunted house in the first place? Where was your head? In all the years, you’ve been alive, you’ve never been to one. So what possessed you this time? 

Perhaps you would later call it fate. 

Fate, that made you buy tickets to a place, you knew you hated. 

Fate, that, made you wander the grounds of this usual amusement park turned horror show.  

And it was fate that made you go into a House of Mirrors.  

So, was it fate, that you got lost in said the House of Mirrors? 

The light that shined from somewhere was the last straw as you panic and tried to get out of the House of Mirrors. You ran until, you suddenly found yourself falling…. 

And falling… 

When you woke up…. 

You woke up in a gothic room, in a king-sized bed, with sheets of black and red satin. At first, you breathed. Perhaps you had been sent to an infirmary or something. It certainly looked like it could be part of the haunted fairgrounds. But you were tired of this and wanted to leave now. You should have never come in the first place.  

A smooth voice floated into the room, “You’re finally awake, my dear one?” 

You had only blinked and suddenly three males were surrounding you. One minute they weren’t there and the next they were. 

You lost your voice, shocked at their sudden entrance. What kind of magic was this? You weren’t being facetious, either, they literally appeared next to you in a blink of an eye. You were sure of it! But that wasn’t possible? 

Was it?

“Dear one?” the amber eyed one’s eyebrows drew together in concern. He was the one that first spoke, sitting to your right. He was dressed in brown and gold, with long brown locks that were tied back.  

Your eyes trailed to your left.  This one had long white hair tied back in ribbon with lavender eyes, dressed in white and blue. He was looking at you in concern as well. And directly in front of you was a gray-haired man with green tint in his hair, dressed in dark green with many embellishments. You could not see his eyes, as he had his gaze was buried in the book in front of him. 

Finally, you found your voice, shrinking back from these ethereal looking men. There was no denying it. They weren’t just handsome, all three process an otherworldly beauty. 

“Who-who are you? Cosplayers?” you asked. You wanted it to be just model men in makeup but something in your soul, warned you that there was more to this than a stellar makeup job. 

“Cos. Players?” the lavender eyed man spoke slowly, “In all my ears I had never heard of such a term. Zhongli?” 

Zhongli hummed in thought, “Neither have I. Alhaitham, have you heard of this in your readings?”

The one reading the book, shook his head but did not look up, “It sounds frivolous already. If it has nothing to do with facts, then I too am unaware of this term.” 

“It just means to dress up as a character. Costume play.” Why you offered an explanation, you did not know. But it was strange that these ethereal looking mean were discussing this as if it was that worthy of note. If they were cosplaying, they were remarkably in role. 

But in your mind, that was not the issue here. 

Who exactly were they? 

“Then no, we are not costume playing.” The one with lavender eyes spoke, turning back to you, “Please allow us to introduce ourselves. My name is Neuvillette. This is Zhongli, he is the oldest among our coven. Alhaitham there is the youngest out of the three of us.” 

“...Coven? Did you say coven? What kind of coven?” you whispered, eyes going wide. 

What exactly did you get yourself dropped into? Or more to the point, why were we starting out with a dark fantasy genre? You didn’t mind reading it, but you didn’t want to wake up in one! 

“Please do not be frightened of us, my dear one.” Zhongli murmured, reaching out to gently grasp your hand, “We would never hurt you. We are incapable of such a thing. But we are vampires.” 

Despite the warmth of his hand, despite the glove, you snatched it away, “You lie. Vampires aren’t real.” 

The book shut suddenly seemingly loud in the room making you snap your head up. Alhaitham turned to look at you for the first time, “Perhaps not in your world. But you are no longer in your world.” 

“What?” 

Neuvillette heaved a sigh, “Even after all these years, you have yet to learn to be a bit less direct, Alhaitham.” 

“Did I say something untrue?” 

“No, but there is a time and place for every word to be spoken. Not to mention how they are spoken. Miss. Y/N….” 

You gasped, “How did you know my name?” 

“We’ve search long for you. The three of us were brought together because we knew that we would share the same Blood Mistress.” 

“Blood…Mistress…?” you echoed slowly. 

“Hm, vampires in this world are usually brought together in a coven by the one whose blood calls to them. Humans that have special blood are designated as Blood Masters or Mistresses.”

You protested, “My blood isn’t special.” 

Zhongli gave a gentle smile, “I assure you, it is. Even now, you smell positively divine.” 

You stared at him before ducking your head. What did he just say, and out loud without a stutter at that? 

Neuvillette gave a sigh and glared at Zhongli while Alhaitham rolled his eyes. 

Zhongli took the hint, “Ahh, forgive me, Mistress. It seems I lost my composure and said something I shouldn’t have. Especially not when we are trying to get to know each other. I should have had more restraint than that. I apologize.” 

Alhaitham sighed, “As the oldest, shouldn’t you be putting forth a better example?” 

“Indeed I should.” Zhongli spoke,  “I apologize, to the both of you as well.” 

“It’s past….”, Neuvillette dismissed, “Miss. Y/N, the three of us, have been in an���.predicament that is unusual in this world. You see, we knew that we could sense your blood and that you had a bond with us, but we came to a realization after searching for years in every corner of this world; combing this world ten times over only to feel as though we were passing right by you that….” 

“....that you didn’t exist in this world. You existed in a world beyond.” Alhaitham finished. 

“That’s unusual?” you asked. 

Neuvillette continued, “Hm, very much so. To be able to sense your presence but unable to reach you. So, we had a transaction with a coven of powerful witches, and they were able to bring you to us. Forgive us, for using such dire means, but we had no other way.” 

You thought on this a moment, then asked the obvious, “Can…can I go back home?” 

You notice the three exchanging glances. Was their pain in their eyes? No, why should there be? It was only natural you’d want to go home. You didn’t know these men. In fact, they could be lunatics. 

Vampires, Blood Mistresses and different worlds? 

Did they hear themselves? If only you were reading this, cozied up in your home, you would be quite a bit more appreciative. 

Finally, Zhongli answered, “If….if you wish it, that can be arranged. However, it will about a month from now when the full moon comes again. Then, the witches can send you….back…home….” 

There was an awkward lull. 

Even you could see that it took every effort for him to say those words. A quick glance and you realized that all three were looking away from you. 

“A month…? I see….” 

You weren’t sure what to make of this, to be honest.

Part 2

[cambrosiaa]

Part 2/??

The aftermath of being bitten by something not quite human. I've come back with a follow up to my last month's vampire Zhongchi comic hehe🩸

[butchratchettruther]

Thinking about a the vampire dies in no time au with arlefuri. Just this fearsome, threatening, deadly calm (and also good with kids but shhh) vampire hunter Arlecchino turning up to slay a vampire nicknamed the goddess of the waters of blood or whatever in order to rescue this child she’s kidnapped only to turn up to realise that this vampire is actually a cringefail dramatic spoiled brat of a vampire who dies if she so much as comes into contact with a stiff breeze, and the child broke into her home to play her video games (Furina’s favourite is ace attorney) and the ACTUAL menace in this situation is the child. Then Arlecchino accidentally blows up Furina’s castle and when she returns home Furina has moved into her house (she found the directions on Arle’s website) and she just has to put up with this absolute loser of a vampire housemate/coworker and definitely not have feelings for her. At least Furina can cook ig

[harmonysanreads]

Please please please expand on those Vampire Lord!Archon thoughts! Vamp!Zhongli who seems the most calm but you forget the fact he is one of the most feared lords for a reason. Vamp!Ei who wants to keep everything in a stasis, the one most tempted to turn you because it would lock your appearance for eternity. Vamp!Nahida who you trust the most due to her child appearance as compared to the adults, not telling the difference between her wisdom and lies. Vamp!Venti who teases you by playing songs of freedom which both soothe and hurt you. In love with it-

So am I :>

Vampire!Zhongli's sophisticated countenance is such a far cry from what lies underneath, regardless of how politely he treats you, you're never left feeling as though you aren't walking on eggshells around him. As the eldest vampire lord, he behaves and expects things to be in a certain way. You can tell that the characteristics of his youth still lay slumbering somewhere from how concise he is of his intentions to you and from how hard he bites down. Really, you would've never gotten the vaguest hints of something far more terrifying and carnal inside him had it not been for such moments.

Vampire!Ei is seldom present in the throne room, a puppet instead taking her place as she contemplates the affairs of the world. You were astonished when you came to know of this, for, what kind of artificial life form looks this scarily live? Who knows what else the Vampire Lords have hidden. Despite the vacancy of the feared actual Raiden Shogun, her claim is engraved in your being. She's the most adamant on eliminating the ephemera of your beauty since the start. You could put her obsession against Zhongli's possessive behavior and it would almost emerge victorious.

Vampire!Venti is unpredictable, a little too unpredictable perhaps. If you ignored his agonizing teasing, then he would seem to be so great. Granted, he's always dragging you wherever he pleases and maintains a suffocating hold throughout, never shy of his bloodthirst but still, at least you can be unrestrained in his presence. Though, you could appreciate his melodies more if they weren't always intent on hypnotizing you and required the interruption of the other lords to save your sanity.

Vampire!Nahida (platonic) has always had a soft spot for weak things. She's also second to Ei in terms of turning you. She's been neglected quite a lot by her people until recently so she knows the feelings of powerlessness, inferiority and fear better than the other Lords. She actually feels, thus, she has managed to earn a special place in your heart and you, in hers. Nahida is attached to you to a degree the wisdom she's crowned for steps down from making decisions. Her youthful appearance and erudite reputation always kill any suspicion at its incipiency as well. But you can trust this much that her care for you is far more sincere than the others'.

[dragon-ascent]

Imagine having been with Zhongli for a while now, and you're suspicious about his true identity. So you decide to stage a confrontation when the two of you are alone at Wuwang Hill one night.

"I know what you are."

Zhongli stiffens, a little perturbed by the seriousness in your tone. The blue wisps of light dancing around you two cast an eerie glow upon the scene, which happens to be unfolding in the dead of night. He clears his throat. "Please, enlighten me, my dear."

You continue, looking him square in the eye. "Your skin is pale, and...alright, admittedly not cold. You never seem to need sleep. You only wear dark colors, and you have a refined manner of speaking and thinking, almost like...you come from another time."

Outwardly, Zhongli maintains his composure, though in his head he's already going through numerous ways he can gently break the news to you without you passing out.

"You really like silk flowers, which are red...like blood," you say excitedly. "Your eyes are unnaturally amber. Blood also comes in shades of amber, sometimes."

Your lover's brows are furrowed now. He only becomes even more perplexed when you start taking off the scarf around your neck, unraveling it slowly. "Darling, it's cold tonight-"

"So, you're a vampire, aren't you?" you cut in pointedly, a triumphant grin plastered on your face. "I should have known! I suspected it all along."

Zhongli blinks. "Er...pardon?"

Your grin widens. "Now that I know, please don't think I'll be scared of you! I've always been into supernatural creatures. So...feel free to drink my blood whenever you please!" You bare your neck to him, practically giddy. "But be gentle, it's my first time!"

When the appalled Zhongli reveals his real identity as the Prime of Adepti, God of Contracts, and former Geo Archon, you merely sigh, upset at having gotten it wrong.

[chocoenvy]

SAGAU!Vampire reader x various

uhhhh.. y-yeah... while i was sick i had two fic ideas, this being one of them. I could barely write them bc i had a massive headache. So fuck you inspiration, coming at the worst time >:(

Warnings: Completely SFW, slightly comical, all of the characters mentioned act like simps

You had given them everything, weapons and artifacts they could only dream of. Shown them things they never would've gotten the chance to otherwise. Taken their monotonous lives and turned them on their heads, traveling every corner of the world with them and holding their hand along the way so loving and tight.

You were so real in their world of fake skies, staring fondly at them from beyond the stars and abyss.

So, naturally, the moment your gaze became concrete and close, they'd treat it as a divine gift. They'd treat you like a divine gift.

You were a nervous wreck entering this world, much unlike the statues they'd carved in your image, all of which were poised and graceful. Then again, nothing about the statues they'd made reflected how you actually appeared nor acted.

The mostly glaringly obvious issue was... well...

"Please suck my blood, your grace!" Venti was already all over you, his arms wrapped around yours and his head tilted to the side to fully expose his neck, "You can take as much as you want."

With a completely serious expression, Ei grasped the bard's shoulder with unrelenting strength, "Your grace," She didn't even spare him a glance, her striking purple gaze completely settled onto you, "Ignore him. Please, take my blood instead. I won't feel a thing due to my new body."

Zhongli was very obviously gritting his teeth at the other two archons, he grabbed both of them by the collar of their shirts and tugged them away from you, "Both of you need to calm down. This is very unflattering behavior to be displaying in front of their grace."

The glares the two gave him looked as though they were ready to start another archon war.

"It's-it's fine... I just..." You fumbled with your words, admittedly flustered at how willingly they were to give up their blood to you. "Do-" You coughed into your hand to get rid of some of your embarrassment, "Do you... even have blood, Ei?"

She blinked and a soft dust of blush appeared on her face, "Ah... Well, I suppose there's only one way to find out." She nodded self-assuringly.

"A-ah," You chuckled, your face red, "Do- do any of you understand how... uhm... intimate drinking directly from someone's neck is..?"

They all blinked at you owlishly, even their attendants (representatives from each nation, all of which you recognized as characters you knew) stared at you.

A startled laugh escaped your throat, "Oh you-you don't..." Your eyes flickered between the archons and their attendants, all of which were looking at you expectantly. It was odd that you felt like the prey in this situation, "Well, uhm... sucking blood directly from someone - especially their neck - is often seen as a... romantic gesture..."

"So..." Lady Ningguang put her clawed hand up to her mouth in thought, her red eyes peering at you, "Whoever you decide to be your blood bag, is essentially your consort?"

At that Venti's eyes lit up and Zhongli had to physically restrain him from jumping to hug you again. Ei, on the other hand, slightly deflated. If you were right about her not having any blood would she become the least favored? It's a thought that shook her to her core after all these years of being loved by you, your gentle hands taking care of her, would you finally drop her?

"I-I," You stuttered, all the attention on you activating your innate fight or flight. Usually, in these types of situations, you were being hunted. This... was definitely not something you'd ever predicted to happen, "I wouldn't go there yet." You nervously chuckled, "Usually I just drink animal blood and such and even then I drain it out into a container before drinking it. It's been... hm, it's been years since I've had human blood. Maybe since I was a child just cause I was growing a bunch during that time."

You glanced around and noticed their sympathetic gazes, Jean had opened her mouth and you knew what she was about to offer so you beat her to it, waving your hands dismissively, "All that is to say, I don't need human blood. Much less drinking straight from the source."

"But..." Venti pouted, "You deserve some luxuries don't you, your grace?"

You huffed, "Luxuries, Venti, that's what human blood is. Not a regular meal." A dark look overcast your eyes, "I don't want to hurt any of you."

Their hearts clenched as the corners of your mouth tugged down.

"Apologies then, your grace," Jean bowed her head to you, "Just know that if you ever require anything be human blood, animal blood, or anything at all, we'll get it for you." Her smile was warm and comforting, like a vanilla coffee.

A dark part of you salivated at the thought of her blood, whispering in your ear that if you thought she was like vanilla coffee then why don't you take the opportunity presented to you and prove it.

You pushed the thought aside, forcing a smile on your lips, "Thank you, Jean. I appreciate it." Your fangs flashed through your smile, a natural predatory gleam in your eyes as the thoughts of them so willingly offering themselves to you never left the recesses of your mind.

Your fangs unconsciously elongated. It was obvious that you were hungry from the look in your eyes and now protruding fangs.

"Would you like to eat something?" Zhongli offered with a small smile - though there was a glint in his eyes showing what he'd like to really offer - "Anything you want, we'll get it for you."

You smiled, "Just animal blood is fine-"

As soon as those words left your lips an arrow whizzed in the air and landed on an unsuspecting nearby animal. Venti held a proud grin on his face, prancing over to the animal, his bow disappearing just as fast as it had appeared.

You blinked owlishly as he presented to you, "Here you go, your grace!" He grinned widely, "Completely fresh!" A giggle escaped his throat and - considering the circumstances - it felt a little intimidating.

"Ah- I-" You gingerly took the animal from his hands, "Thank you."

Perhaps it was from the fact you had just been torn away from everything and everyone you'd ever known and called home. Or the fact that you were under quite some stress and you weren't sure when the last time you ate was.

Either way you quite embarrassingly sunk your teeth deep into the small animal. Greedily sucking all of the blood out of it. Under normal circumstances you'd be a lot neater about it, more careful and definitely not eating like this with an audience. But you were under high stress and running low on food so you, quite animalistically, sucked the animal dry.

Once you had gotten your fill, your brain was a lot calmer and clearer. You pulled away, licking any excess from your lips, "Ah, sorry about that. I'm not usually this messy."

You diverted your eyes away from them as you cleaned the blood from off your face and hands. Though, they didn't have the same decency to look away as you did. In fact they were all staring quite unabashedly at you licking away the blood. Jean and Venti were even blushing quite obviously at the scene.

Zhongli sent a dirty glare at the two - Venti mostly - to tell them to calm down and not make you uncomfortable. Jean cleared her throat and forced her blush down, but Venti merely rolled his eyes at Zhongli and continued to enjoy the scene in front of him.

"You're so unprofessional, Venti." Zhongli frowned down at the archon, "Your grace, if you wish, we could provide you a feast back in Liyue."

"Or Mondstadt!" Venti cut in.

"Or Inazuma." Ei frowned at the other two, a dark look in her eyes.

There was tension between those from the three nations as they all glared at you, "So?" Zhongli tore his eyes away from the other two archons, "Which will you choose?"

[seijikura]

Cookie run kingdom characters but it's me and my friends convos

(I'll keep adding as I collect some odd ass convos we have ❤️)

[huniipum]

Vampire Venti AU vs Priest Zhongli