Thursday Spooktacular

[idiosyncratic.livejournal.com]

Due to personal matters, our lovely host for the week, meredevachon, is unable to put up today's theme, so I've agreed to take care of it for her.  It's her theme, so all credit goes to her, and hopefully she can make it back to finish up the week tomorrow.  :)


I hope y'all had fun with yesterday's celebration of Leverage porniness. There were some great prompts and even better responses.

But today is Thursday, and that means it's time for a new theme.

In honor of Supernatural returning tonight, we're going with Vampires and things that bump in the night.  That means vampires, werewolves, ghosts, etc., either canon or AU, so go wild with it!

And it's not limited to Supernatural.  Any fandom (or original), any pairing/grouping, any prompt. Crossovers are absolutely welcome, and perfect for this one.



Remember to format your prompts as follows:

For single fandom: Fandom, pairing, word/phrase
Example: Lotrips, Karl/Orlando, surprise

For a Crossover: Fandom/Fandom, pairing, word/phrase
Example: SPN/Buffy, Dean/Faith, leather



And don't forget, there are still plenty of lonely prompts if the creepy and spooky isn't your thing.

Comments

[honeyjojames.livejournal.com]

RPS, vampire!Steve/Chris, whimper

[badfalcon.livejournal.com]

Christian bites down on his lower lip, hands fisted tightly on the sheets beneath him. His eyes are squeezed closed, his nostrils flaring and his chest heaving as he struggles to draw in enough breath. A needy noise escapes him, his eyes flying open when the hand on his willy and the mouth at his neck both still.

“Breathe,” Steve’s mouth move to Christian’s, lips brushing over Christian’s and Christian’s opening up underneath him; his every breath a panted mewl swallowed by Steve. He pulls back far enough to meet Christians’ eyes, grinning wickedly at him before dipping his head back to Christian’s neck; fangs grazing tantalisingly over his pulse point, hand pumping his cock until Christian’s hips are jerking into his fist.

“Please,” Christian chokes out, his teeth gritted. He feels Steve chuckle against his throat, his hand tightening, speeding up on his cock. A low, desperate groan escapes him as Steve’s fangs sink in; his back bowing, his eyes roll back in his head and his world whites out as his blood flows into Steve’s mouth and comes coats his hand.

[honeyjojames.livejournal.com]

*incoherent wibbling* - *thud*

[havenward.livejournal.com]

::whimperpurrded::

[kelsusie.livejournal.com]

jesus!!!!

[havenward.livejournal.com]

It doesn't take much to figure out that Steven loves music. Making music, particularly. It was once a mark of education and luxury, but now it's all love. Love for the sound, the movement, the emotion. The instruments.

The human body is an instrument like anything else. Strum your fingers in the right place and you'll get one noise. Nip just there and you'll get another.

His favorite above all others is this: the noise Christian makes when Steve moves slowly inside him, never pulling out and never pushing too deep, pressing against the sweet spot as his fangs graze over the pulse point.

[badfalcon.livejournal.com]

ungh

[havenward.livejournal.com]

hee, thanks luv.

[honeyjojames.livejournal.com]

I've mentioned how very much I love vampire!Steve, right? And you two for writing him?

And um... Guh *needs cold shower*
Thanks, hun!

[havenward.livejournal.com]

We love you too hon ;) And we're just evil enough to keep writing, of course hehehe...

[honeyjojames.livejournal.com]

Nope, not evil. Good. Very good to keep writing vampire!Steve! *nods*

[elebridith]

*blinks and whimpers*
Keep writing. Good. Good. Go on. Keep writing while I just quietly melt on my chair... ice water, please... where did my coherency go...