Mafia!Husband X Vampire!Reader Thoughts

Mafia!Husband x Vampire!Reader thoughts…

Depictions of: violence, guns, blood, fluff? (Is that possible?), dark yet wholesome?, slight suggestion at end but idk it’s pretty tame.

Vampire!Reader who gets restlessly jealous whenever they smell a stranger’s blood on their husband, but can’t bring it up without exposing their own vampirism.

Mafia!Husband who doesn’t understand how you always know he’s home before he opens the front door, or how you know where he’s been that day just by ‘guessing.’

Vampire!Reader who can smell the smoke from gunfire on their husband’s clothing when he comes home and tries not to show their concern.

Mafia!Husband who hid his job from you for months, scared you’d resent him, only to be completely dumbfounded by your obvious excitement when you finally find out.

Vampire!Reader who begged him to take them with him to his job one day, to which he firmly refused.

Vampire!Reader who confesses their vampirism to their husband, expecting an argument or at least fear, only to be met with pure fascination and curiosity.

Mafia!Husband who now takes you with him to work sometimes, letting you feed on the casualties.

Mafia!Husband who lets you take the wheel for torturing victims, your infectious bites being the perfect threat.

Mafia!Husband who doesn’t bother washing his bloody hands before coming home because he knows you’d lick him clean without a second thought.

Mafia!Husband who makes out with you in the middle of a shootout, lips interlocked and tongues intertwined as blood spatters and sprays through the air, mangled remains of what was once human beings tossed around like confetti.

Match made in hell ♥️

Could I request something short with Alois where Reader brushes his hair? Maybe braids it, too, and adds some flowers to it? Cute n wholesome moment with sexy vampire bat boi?

Also a little flower crown or necklace when he's in bat form that's so cUtEEE

characters: Alois Leblanc

notes: OMG this was so fun to write, I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! <3

The two of you were sitting under starlight in the gardens. Alois’ hair felt like silk between your fingers as you carefully brushed it out, all the way down to his mid-back with a silver-painted soft brush. You had once missed the warm kiss of sunlight against your skin when you sat outdoors but now its warmth waned in the face of the life that your love for Alois filled you with. Your fingers wove strands of his white hair between them, shining silvery in the moonlight, and you reached down to tuck little pansies between the braids, listening to Alois disjointed humming between the scratches of his pencil. You set the brush down and got up on your knees to press your chest to his back, wrapping your arms around him in an embrace and resting your chin on his shoulder. 

“How’s the composition?” You hummed, glancing down to the lines of sheet music he was composing before pressing a kiss to his cool cheek. He turned his head to meet your lips with his own. One of his hands came up to cup your cheek, caressing your skin with his thumb as he began to hum the melody to you. 

“Still in its rough stages, sunlight.” He replied after a while and you could have sighed as you smiled softly at him. A part of you still believed that he hypnotised you a little each time he used that nickname for you. It was so sweet, pure and unique to you and him. He set the sheets aside to turn to you some more, “How do I look?” He asked with a smile. 

“Like the prettiest bat I know.” You replied with a giggle, fingers still threading through the loose parts of his hair. 

“A bat?” He raised a white brow and suddenly you weren’t caressing his hair between your fingers anymore and were looking down at a little group of white bats, one of which clambered its way onto your lap and hugged your legs with its wings. You couldn’t help but awe at him and gently tap your finger against his snout before caressing your hand along his back, feeling the same softness of his hair in his fur. Other bats swarmed around your lap and you allowed them – allowed him – to clamber over you, hugging you with wings. You tried to pet as many of the bats as possible, cooing at how cute you were and fighting the urge to talk to them in a baby voice, knowing that this was still Alois and that would give him a very easy opportunity to tease you. As you gently tapped your finger against another one’s nose, he took your finger between his teeth, nipping you teasingly and not letting you go.

“Alois.” You gave the bat a look that told him to let go and he did as the bat taking up most of the space on your lap nuzzled against you, making you turn your attention to pet that one. You paused to pick up some pansies from the little pile beside you, threading them together into what would fit you as a bracelet. You set it down as a crown upon the bat’s head, lifting up another to press a kiss to the top of his head, letting him clamber onto your shoulder afterwards. You felt him nuzzle against your face and you turned your head up to the stars as you pet the crowned bat in your lap. The bats morphed into mist before Alois was sitting in front of you again, picking up the little flower crown from your lap before placing it onto your head with a little laugh. 

He coaxed you to lay back on the blanket the two of you were sitting on, your head resting on his lap as he began to caress your face with pale, slender fingers. He had expected you to continue looking up at the stars but now you couldn’t tear your eyes from his face. “I love you.” You murmured as you looked up into his pale blue eyes that seemed to melt at your words, his thumb swiping across your lower lip as he gave you a gentle, fanged smile. 

“I love you too, sunlight.” 

𓋼𓍊⋆ﾟ Buy me a coffee? ｡˚:✧｡Want to be tagged?

@writing-noah @edensrose

you as kodzuken's hidden girlfriend.

content: (🦷) tooth-rotting fluff, finally revealing yourself to kenma's fans, they literally love you, kenma's smiling at all the comments, timeskip.

⚠ warning/s: manga spoilers.

his fans weren't dumb. they already knew he had a girlfriend.

from the way he looked off-screen with a small smile creeping onto his face, or the way a little "thud!" was heard as there's now a magical slice of apple pie on his desk, i think the fans can put two and two together by now. 😭

kenma is a genius, not an actor. he can't hide his emotions.

the day you revealed yourself as the one and only kodzuken's girlfriend (actually, now fiancé), chaos ensued.

the media has gone wild, there's fanart of you two everywhere, twitter can't stop going on about how pretty you are, etc.

you two decided that a face reveal was fit only after you got engaged, so that if you two ever broke up (which was.. clearly a mismatch, by the way), the fans wouldn't crowd you with personal questions.

but, now that it's official, you both see no reason why to hold back anymore. 🤷‍♀️

it was on his congratulatory five-million-followers stream special, and you popped into frame next to him, attacking him with several kisses on both his cheeks. :3

"OH MY?? GUYS, IT'S HAPPENING@(!$÷"

"BRO IS THAT KODZU'S GF??"

"SHE'S SO CUTE WAIIITTT"

"kodzuken has good taste 😔✊🏻"

after you were done showering him with kisses, you finally introduced yourself as kenma's fiancé, flashing the 24k princess cut diamond ring on your left hand with a happy smile.

that moment was clipped, and it eventually went viral all around twitter. his fans knew he had a girlfriend, but they didn't know that he proposed.

"WOWWW KODZU IS LOADED"

"WHY'S THE DIAMOND SO BIG IT'S BLINDING MY EYES"

"when is it my turn. 🙂"

kenma starts reading the comments, and bro has the biggest smile on his face. even his viewers have never seen him smile this much. 😭😭😭

""is y/n single—" no. we're getting married. sorry, i guess." LMAOO??

he has to fight off all your new fans with a sword and shield because any person would adore how beautiful and kind you are.

""can y/n be my valentines—" valentines was weeks ago. plus, she spent the holiday with me. so go and ask someone else." kenma hisses.

you've never seen this possessive side of kenma, and honestly, it was so cute! your whole face is probably painted red by now, but you don't care. you're listening to your fiancé trying to reason with your fans on why you're his and his only.

© lowercase intended | loveephia

PLS ALOIS REACTION AFTER SEEING HIS REFLECTION ON A MIRROR FOR THE FIRST TIME!!!!!

characters: Alois Leblanc

notes: hehehe something short and sweet that I wrote in/between my classes lol

. * ⋆ . · 　. ALOIS LEBLANC

Among your boxes of belongings that you were moving in with was an old vanity which you simply adored and couldn’t bear to part with. Perhaps not old in Alois’ eyes but the 1920’s was old enough to you. The table was already set up in your shared bedroom, already so familiar and yet so odd to now truly call your own, while the mirrors were still folded up and safely packaged with bubble wrap. 

Alois had been helping you to move the heavier things while you took the lighter boxes, watching in an unwaning sense of fascination as he carried your belongings around without breaking a sweat. He watched as you set the stool up and came over with the wrapped mirrors, tossing the plastic packaging aside and opening up the set of three mirrors before gasping. 

Worried, your head snapped to his direction, only to find him leaning closer to the vanity, blue eyes wide with fascination. You stared at him for a moment, puzzled, before you made your way to his side and realised that he was looking at his own reflection with wonder. 

The mirrors in the Leblanc Estate were old, much older than your vanity with its mirrors which you had been informed had been replaced twice since it was first made. Alois’ mirrors were backed with silver and so it was a very dangerous task for them to be treated or replaced which is likely why they had not been upgraded to the aluminium mirrors. 

“It… I’m so…” He leaned in ever closer and began turning his head this way and that, pushing white hair behind slightly pointed ears to get a better look at himself, “It’s so clear.” He spoke, unable to pry his eyes away from truly seeing a clear reflection of himself for the first time, “It’s so unlike a ghostly reflection in glass or on water…” He pursed his lips for a moment as he took a look at his fangs, “The painting of me in the gallery… it’s… it’s me but it’s nothing quite like this…” You could only smile at him and wrap your arms around his waist, watching from over his shoulder as you leaned against him, smiling at his brilliant grin. 

“Aren’t you pretty?” You mused with a smile and his eyes met yours in the mirror, adoring how his face seemed to light up all the more when he realised you could meet his eyes in the glass, able to see him there as he was seeing himself. He gave a bashful smile and this was yet another time that you were sure his alabaster skin would be tinted with a blush if only he were capable of it. “My pretty boy~” You hung your weight on him and spoke in a tone that was as adoring as it was teasing. You played with some strands of his gossamer hair as he took a seat on the stool and admired his reflection for the first time. 

Setting your arms around his neck, you leaned your chin on his shoulder as you pressed light kisses to his cheek. “I have a pocket mirror too, you know?” His blue eyes lit up all over again.

“Truly?!” 

𓋼𓍊⋆ﾟ like my work? why not: 

       ⋆ support me ⋆ join my taglist  ⋆ consider following/reblogging

@writing-noah @edensrose @indigobl00d @dustyinkpages @itseivwhore @matcha-flavored-cake @shusumilk

Catching Something - Kozume Kenma

A/N: everyone I know is getting sick. So I've got a handful of these ideas clanging around in my brain. Getting them down before I catch the bug!

Warnings: Kenma mentions sex with reader. That's all. The rest is just domestic fluff.

“How on earth did your nose get so red over the last 30 minutes, cupcake?” I worriedly questioned, sitting beside Kenma as he rested in bed.

His hair was a disheveled mess, his bun sitting lop sided on his head. I was doing all I could to not reach for my phone and snap a quick picture.

“It’s these tissues,” and he threw the loose tissues dramatically in the air, “they are so cheap! They don’t have the lotion in them.”

“Well sorry, your highness," I scoffed, rolling my eyes, "My low salary job doesn’t afford the luxury items you’re accustomed to."

Maybe agreeing to have Kenma brought my way so I could constantly monitor him wasn’t the best idea.

“Ugh, I wish you’d just move in with me already! Or, at the very least, let me get you nice things,” he sighed, laying back down and sneezing into his tissues.

“All this over some damned tissues,” I quietly laughed, shaking my head.

“It’s not just that,” Kenma said, gently taking my hand in his, “well… not only that. I want this, being sick, to be easier for us both. I want to be able to take care of you when you’re sick too. Or… like… even cooking in the kitchen together for dinner, or buying our first couch. Oh, and having sex on every flat surface and giggling when Kuroo comes over to sit down right where we’ve previously laid claim to each other.”

My eyes widened at that comment and slowly dragged his way.

His little cheeks were now as pink as his nose.

“Hmm,” and I rested my palm on his forehead, “sick Kenma sure is ballsy.”

“I may die, ya know? Gotta speak my mind,” he proudly smiled.

“He’s also dramatic as fuck,” I whispered to myself catching the glare Kenma sent my way, “Baby, and I say that purely because that’s what you are when you’re sick, I already told you why I haven’t moved in.”

And he cut me off.

“I know...,” his vision dropping to his lap, where his hands steadily played with my fingers. “But it’s just money. And yeah, I know you scoff when I say that. But I want to take care of you. And I want us to start a life together, fully together.”

And he pulled my hand to his lips.

I couldn’t help the smile that stayed plastered so violently on my face. I tackled him in a hug, knocking the wind out of him, causing him to starting a new string of coughs.

“Sorry,” I sheepishly mumbled, pulling away.

“It’s okay,” he said, once he took a drink of his hot tea, “but you couldn’t keep your hands off me, so now you’re going to get sick.”

“Oh, please. I hardly get sick. I have an immune system comparable to a tank,” I boasted, smirking his way.

“Sure you do,” he laughed, his chest rumbling something dangerously deep.

I quickly straddled his lap causing his eyes to go wide. I gently pushed my fingers into his messy hair and pulled his lips feverishly to mine.

“I’m not scared!” I laughed when I pulled away, kissing his forehead.

“I’m not responsible for whatever happens to you. But… keep going.” He quietly laughed as I rolled my eyes and pushed him back in the bed.

---

“Ahhh-chu!” I sneezed into the last remaining tissue that was in the box.

Kenma looked my way brightly smiling, which only made me roll my eyes.

“I’d hate to see the tank your immune system is getting compared to,” he poked fun, bringing me another box from his nearby closet, “and see, these damn things do make a difference, don’t they?”

“Yeah, yeah. You were right. Is that what you wanna hear?” I whined, throwing myself back in the bed.

“I mean, it doesn’t hurt to hear it. But you didn’t have to say it,” and he sat in the floor beside the bed, gently playing with my fingers again.

I gently squeezed his hand and he smiled up at me.

“Penny for your thoughts?” I asked, nervous for whatever was coming next since he had his thinking face on.

“I’m glad you moved in with me. It definitely makes this a lot easier,” he smiled.

I puckered my lips for a kiss and his face recoiled. I scoffed.

“I do not, even jokingly, have a tank for an immune system. Here,” and he kissed my forehead and then squeezed a bunch of hand sanitizer in between our hands, “rub them together. I’ll come see you shortly with your soup!”

“Sure thing, Kiyoomi!” I poked fun.

He stuck his tongue out at me, shaking his head and laughing as he left our shared room. Taking my whole world with him.

Terms and conditions.

Pairing: Fiancé!Bruce Wayne x (female) Reader x Batboys

SUMMARY: Your about to become the ninth member of the Wayne family, but first the boys have some terms and conditions.

TYPE: Fluff/Crack.

WARNINGS: mention of pregnancy.

When Bruce and you announced to the boys that you were engaged, they had some requirements…

“Eh-hem” Damien said as he stood in front of you and Bruce who were sitting on the couch. “First and foremost, congratulations Y/n.” He says to you, then looks at Bruce. “Father, I didn’t know you had it in you.” Next to him, his three older brothers stood.

“What the meaning of all this, Damien?” Bruce asks skeptically.

“Though we, oh-so-love, you and Y/n’s relationship, we have some conditions before you both say ‘I do’ at the alter.” Jason says as he hands you and your fiancé a paper.

“Is this a contract?” You say in disbelief.

“Utterly and completely legal one at that.” Tim confirms.

“How did you even do this? And who gave you permission to get a lawyer and-”

“Father, please. You have an assassin, a vigilante, a superhero and a nerd as sons. We can legalize a contract.” By the way Damien speaks, you know this was his idea.

“Am I the superhero?”

“No, Tim, your the nerd.”

Bruce stands up, “As cute as this is, me and Y/n are grown ups and can decide for ourselves our own boundaries in our marriage.”

Dick push’s Bruce back down to his spot on the couch next to you, “These aren’t boundaries for you two, it boundaries we have for you towards us.”

“Bruce let’s just hear them out, we don’t have to sign them right now or at all,” you wanted to know these boundaries because as the ‘new parent’ you needed to know where you stood with the boys.

“Thank you, Y/n. Finally some sense in this family.” Damien says. “First on the list…. We ask you both be two responsible grown beings when succumbing to your carnal desires and evidentially spending your nights together.”

You choke. “What?”

“Why did you say it in old English?” Jason asks Damien, “he means, please for the small remaining peace of this household, don’t get pregnant.”

Bruce throws the paper and abruptly stands, “OKAY, that’s enough of whatever this was.”