Please more poly vampires pleaseππ! I can hardly ever find x male/masc reader stuff especially about monstersπ. What happens when they take us back to their home. What's gonna happen to us? What will the townsfolk react?
CW: kidnapping, silas is a freak for a brief moment
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π Its been a week since the townspeople found your house empty, your bedroom looking like something out of a mystery novel.
π The bed was stained with blood and claw marks were dug deep into your bedframe with the moonlight illuminating your room through your broken window.
π It looked as if you've been taken by a creature of the night, but weirdly enough, your luggage was nowhere to be found. Your closet and drawers had clothes missing and the painting you had just finished was gone.
π Who could have done this?
π "Silas it's your turn to drive!"
π "Already?! Just one more minute Viktor~?"
π You're being held hostage, no, hostage wasn't the right word..kidnapped? Enslaved maybe? who knows..All you know was that these..creatures..will never let you out of their sight.
π You remember that night when you bore witness to their inhuman ways, they were at the foot of your bed when you took out the crucifix under your pillow and held it to Viktor, his eyes turning all red and he hissed at the holy figure.
π "Ohoho! Our little mortal's smart!" Silas grins, showing off his sharp fangs.
π Garrick tries to grab you but you dodge, but his long claws managed to cut your cheek, you couldn't say the same for your bedframe..
π Viktor gets a hold of you and chuckles darkly at your cut, the red liquid bleeding out of it made his mouth water.
π "My my~ What a fierce little minx you are my darling~" he coos with a raspy cold breath as he licks your wound. The feeling made your stomach churn and your spine shiver.
π Silas was busy making a mess of your room and stuffing your clothes in bags. Also stuffing a pair of your underwear in his shirt for himself.. "Come on you idiots! It's almost dawn!" He whisper-yells as he fiddles with the window's lock.
π Garrick rolls him eyes and kicks the window, breaking it and jumping through, with Silas holding his hand.
π You were confused beyond compare. Were they really gonna kidnap you?! What's gonna happen to you?! Should you scream for help?!
π "I'm sorry for this Darling.." Viktor says softly before knocking you out.
π Now back to the present, the 3 rode around in a caravan, a charming little wagon that doubled as a moving home of sorts. One went in front and drove while the other two looked after you or did other things.
π Every escape attempt you had would end up in failure, their superhuman senses were no match for you.
π "Silas you said that 10 minutes ago!" Viktor growls at the younger vampire.
π Silas groans "Fiiiiiine!" He says before giving you one last hug and kiss and going out with a coat to shield him from the sun.
π You had about 10 seconds to yourself before Viktor sits down next to you and pulls you onto his lap.
π "Oh how I missed your warmth little minx~" He purrs, kissing your neck which made you tense up in fear of his fangs. He feels your heart beat faster and smirks. "Am I making you nervous~?" He teases.
π Garrick comes over and smacks the dark-haired man on the head "Enough Viktor! Don't you think our precious little darling is frightened already?" he scolds before smiling down at you warmly. Viktor just rolls his eyes and buries his face into your neck.
π He hands you a cup of tea and sits down across from you and Viktor "Drink up dear, mortals like you need to stay warm in the winter~"
π Garrick was the most respectful one out of the 3, he was always taking care of you and making sure the others didn't make you feel uncomfortable, but of course he was just as obsessive of you as they were.
π Viktor is such a cuddle bug, always hugging you close every chance he gets. He'd even have the luxury to sleep with you, an activity he hasn't done in a while. He might not need to sleep, but just lying in bed with your adorable sleeping form was like being in heaven for him.
π Silas love love loves chatting with you. Rambling to you about people he's killed or jewelry he's looted off of his food weren't the best topics to talk about, but he's got no one else to talk to! And you are his darling after all!
π And you could do nothing about any of it. You were treated like a glorified pet and there was no way to leave or escape of have any time for yourself..
π It continued on like this until the caravan came to a stop by a small town. The weather was much colder now than it was in your hometown with rain softly pouring down from the sky.
π Your heart drops, knowing what they're going to do here.
π They all come off the caravan, Garrick going to give the horses some food. You refused to leave the caravan in your anxiety-stricken state.
π Silas notices your nervousness and smiles, sitting next to you and putting his forehead to yours "Darling, you miss home don't you~?" he coos softly.
π You nod slightly as you refuse to look at him or even move.
π The vampire sighs and rests his head on your shoulder and holds your hand. "I know honey...but we won't hurt you! And besides, you don't know these people anyway! You scared we'll kill them and stuff? It's fine! We do it all the time!" He laughs. He wasn't making anything better..
π "You're shit at comforting people Silas." Viktor looks at the red head with a deadpanned expression. "Oh up yours Vik!" Silas rolls his eyes at him.
π At least that made you lighten up a bit..
π Silas pulls you up from your seat and you get out of the caravan, rain hitting your face before Silas opens up an umbrella and holds you close to him so you don't get wet.
π "Its fine dear, this is the last stop before we head back to our new home~" Garrick walks over and places a kiss on your cheek.
π Wait..home?..
π "Now gentleman! Who's hungry~?"
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could you ever try writing a poly between 3 vampires and male reader? like, reader is a painter and the vampires ask him to paint them something while in their house, and is just.. evolves. sorry if it doesn't make sense
CW: implied kidnapping, murder, implied vampirism
holy shit this is like one of the chillest fics ive made so far :0 anyways enjoy the funny vampire men !!
π You always had a knack for finding beauty in everything, from the calming dance of raindrops amongst the smell of petrichor or the lovely reds and oranges of the fall when the leaves withered.
π It was very handy considering what you did for fun.
π You loved to paint, anything and everything you saw was inspiration for you. After a long day of delivering bread and pastries to the people in your village from your bakery, you would run up to your room and continue on the latest masterpiece you were working on.
π Everyone in the village loved your work, many of them paying you for a painting of their own.
π Life was simple and calm, and you wouldn't have it any other way.
π But life decided fuck that bullshit.
π Rumors and whispers filled the streets of the town, it wasn't like the usual talk like someone's daughter getting married or the like, it was much more...unusual.
π News spread from neighboring towns of coffins being found unearthed and opened, shadowy figures roaming around in the late hours of the night, and bodies being found in the morning, drained from their blood.
π It was a terrifying thought, but you didn't dwell upon it, you weren't the type to believe such rumors so easily, and yet a feeling of uneasiness lingered within your soul.
π Your town was no longer the vibrant, happy place it once was before. Windows that once had lovely flowers and laundry lines hung on them were shut day and night, the busy streets you once traversed were covered in a gloomy fog. It really was like an evil has brought itself to your home.
π Or should I say evils?
π In the midst of all the tension, 3 men came to your town. Eccentric was an understatement when describing them, it was like the horrors and whispers of death and murder didn't faze them a bit.
π Even so, you were happy to see something other than terrified faces and panicked expressions.
π You greeted them politely during a cloudy day and noticed how covered they were. One had a large hat on, the other draped in a black cloak and the last holding a parasol that shrouded him in darkness.
π "Good afternoon to you too, me and my friends here are just visiting this quaint little village, how uhm...calm..it is here..hah.."
π The cloaked one chuckled whilst looking to the empty streets.
π "My, my! Aren't you that famous painter I've been hearing about! I'd love to get a painting done from you, but it seems everyone here is quite busy with other things.." says the one in the hat.
π "Oh no! I'd love to paint for you! Come, let's talk more in my bakery. Painting is more of a secondary job for me." You guide the men to your home as you hear the cawing of crows overhead.
π Days pass and you grow closer to the men. You learned that their names were Viktor, Garrick and Silas.
π Viktor had long, silky hair the color of raven's feathers. His eyes shone like two rubies in the dim light of the lanterns you lit around the house. He wore a black cape which hid a wine-red vest.
π He was a gentleman and had a love for poetry. He would recite his favorites to you as you painted next to him. One interesting thing you learned was that he's scared of mice. 'Dreadful things' he calls them, you found it quite adorable once when you two were talking and he suddenly squealed and pulled his feet up at the sight of a small mouse crawling passed your floors. His face, although still as pale as the moon, turned into a light red.
π Garrick had messy, dark hair. His fingers were always adorned with golden rings, and he wore a somewhat stained white, ruffled shirt, you can't tell what it's stained with though. His eyes were a deep purple, one of them covered by his locks. He was unusually flirtatious with you. You joked how he should be courting women, not a baker's son such as yourself, but he whined and cooed how irresistible you were to him, why wouldn't he be interested in a boy like you!
π Silas is a bit darker skinned than the others, who were unusually pale. he had round black glasses and silver hair under a dark hat. Over his shoulders draped a coat, you weren't able to decipher what he kept under it, only that they were vials of strange substances. His eyes were the color of amber, like the hues of leaves that fell in the autumn. Rather shy, he was, always looking away from your eyes whenever he talked with you. He had an interest in flowers, always handing you one whenever he visited for inspiration purposes of course...
π You wouldn't notice it at first, but they've gotten quite a liking to you, protective even. They would always check up on you, if you've been eating, who you've talked to today, things like that.
π It was only until they scared off a young lady for making small talk with you that you started to notice something was off about them.
π When you heard the next day her body was found dead with bite marks on her neck and drained of her blood, you started to worry.
π You started avoided them after that, making excuses to not invite them over to your bakery, walking the other way the moment you see them down the street. They noticed your strange behavior towards them and knew something was wrong with you.
π They didn't buy your silly act at all...
π "You just had to leave the body there, didn't you?!"
π "What? It's fun seeing them all scared and panicky!"
π "Hahah yes but uhm...there's no food out anymore..."
π You heard their voices by your door during the late hours of the night. The feeling that your new friends were not what they seem festered in your mind, but your kind nature overrode your fear and you opened your door.
π "Hey! It's dangerous out there! Do you want to be gutted or something?"
π The 3 of them were walking along the moonlit streets when they heard your voice.
π "A-Ah! Yes! Uhm...of course, excuse us, we just came back from uh..."
π "A pub-"
π "A pub! Yes! And we've somehow lost our way! Could you, by chance, let us stay the night? Our inn is particularly far you see.."
π You unlocked your door and let the 3 gentlemen in, going to the kitchen to warm up some bread and tea for them.
π "Make yourselves at home! Apologies for the mess, I been really busy lately..." you say sweetly. Viktor nods with a smile and they all sit down, whispering softly amongst one another.
π As you wait for the tea to warm, you get a good look at the 3 men.
π Pale skin, pointed ears, not to mention their eyes, they have to be. You had to stop yourself from gasping when Garrick laughed, revealing his sharp fangs. Fear bubbled in your stomach once more until you heard the whistle of your kettle.
π After giving them their tea, you feigned a yawn and told them you were off to bed, giving directions to the spare quarters before going in your room and waiting by your door for any sounds, grabbing a broken paintbrush you accidentally snapped, a makeshift wooden stake..
π You then hear the men climbing the stairs, a conversation being exchanged between them.
π "Shame we must drink from him now, he was such a darling though.."
π "Oh, but I believe I'm quite well off with those wonderful treats he offered us. It's a mystery how someone as wonderful as him isn' married yet..."
π "Unfortunate as it is, I don't think it would be in our best interest if the boy lives.."
π Your heart pounded faster as you heard them talk about you. Your hunch was true, these men are the demons that have ravaged your town. You scrambled to your bed as you hear them walk to your room.
π Your door creaks open as you grip your blanket tight. Footsteps approach you as you feel a dip in the bed.
π "I can hear your cute little heartbeat darling~ I know you're awake~" You hear Viktor purr, tears start to well up in your eyes as they open.
π A hand caresses your cheek and brushes your hair away from your face. You brace yourself as you feel Viktor's cold breath near your neck. You dare not move lest the beast lying next to you devour you whole.
π "Do we have to Viktor?" You hear Silas say in a sorrowful tone.
π "I'm with Silas with this one, why can't we just..I don't know, bring him with us?"
π Viktor pulls back as he pauses for a moment. You could hear the smirk on his face when he chuckles. "Actually, that's not a bad idea Garrick.."
π The next morning, the townspeople saw that your front door was wide open, a window or two was broken and paintings that hung on every wall was gone. There was no sign of you. The only thing that remained was a stain of blood on your bed and claw marks on the walls of your bedroom...
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