Tango: Here’s what I wonder about zombies: What happens if they can’t get any human flesh to eat? They can’t starve to death, they’re already dead.

Ransom: You take this one. I spent an hour last night on “How do vampires shave when they can’t see themselves in the mirror?”

Holster: Well-groomed vampires meet in pairs and shave each other, case closed.

Baekhyun: Hunter’s Night, 6

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5 (M) 

Wang Eun’s cute kiss with Soondeok was so freaking innocent and cute and all before they…before they…they…aghk! I need CLOSURE! I support both of them and I even supported Baekyeon. Please understand that you should support Baek with all his relationships whether it’s his work or personal matters.

Characters: Baekhyun / You / Rosé / Exo K

Genre: Vampire au / supernatural / smut


That night after your and Rosé’s shift ended at the hospital, you both drove through town, navigating to the address Baekhyun had sent you via text. As Rosé drove and you sat in shotgun, you began to notice the city turn from sketchy to threatening real fast.

Sure, your city’s always been known for it’s mysterious crimes, but as you two drove through the foreign neighborhood, you couldn’t help but notice all the different array of species walking the streets. You and Rosé never bothered to wander near this part of town. It was notorious for it’s supernatural creature population, overpowering the hunters by many numbers. There were no signs of average humans either.

“Is it just me or do you also feel like we won’t even get one foot out the door before they attack?” Rosé asked you, briefly glancing into the reflective mirror with her eyebrows furrowed. “I’m jittery.”

You nodded and pat her forearm in comfort. “No. I’m a little worried too. Just hide your weapons, and appear as non suspicious as possible.”

Sure enough, right as you both stood from the car two demons lunged. Working in sync, you and Rosé managed to hold them down.

“Everyone stay calm. We’re not here to harm you. We hold no weapons.” Rosé gripped onto her demon’s head a little harder as he struggled. The other creatures around you hissed and spat. A few hackles rose. “We’re only here to visit a friend.”

“We don’t trust hunters,” the demon you held down snarled, his mouth full with sharp teeth with blood and saliva caked around his mouth. “They’ll kill us all within a second.” He struggled some more, and you tightened your grip around his throat.“

“They’re with me,” a new face appeared. Vampire.

The man wore all black with a dark red button down shirt underneath his jacket and a black choker around his throat. His hair was combed back, parted, and almost a dark gray tone. His crimson eyes flashed quickly and his fangs clicked into position. “They’re friends of Kim Junmyeon. He’ll vouch for them.”

“Vampires trust too easily,” Rosé’s demon sneered. “Why should we trust you? I’m gonna slit this little girl’s throat.”

In a blink of an eye the vampire stood in front of the nasty creature. “You sink your disgusting teeth into her skin and I’ll personally throw your head into the sea,” the vampire hissed at the snarling creature. 

The demon wrenched itself away from Rosé’s grasp, but instead of attacking, he walked away, grabbing his companion along with him. “Fuckin’ bloodsuckers,” he muttered and booked it out of there.

The vampire approached you both, an intrigued look in his eye. “Han Jaejoong,” he introduced himself. “Please follow me, and we’ll talk inside.”

His house was small, dark, but once he flicked on the lights, you noticed a chair, a couch, a bookcase filled with the encyclopedia of the supernatural world (you secretly wished to steal all on those books), and finally a nice warm rug that covered a majority of the floor. There was no TV.

After you three settled down in his living room, he began to speak. “I apologize for their behavior,” he referred back to the small incident, bowing with a dip of his head. “This neighborhood doesn’t take a liking to hunters.”

Rosé chortled. “Yeah no shit,” she grunted and dipped her head in respect. “Thank’s for taking them off our hands.”

Jaejoong smiled. “No problem.” He turned to both of you. “Baekhyun told me I’d have company. He talks about you two a lot.” he smirked, looking you two over then halted his gaze on you. “Especially you, miss L/N.”

You looked away, disgruntled. “We still need to discuss things,” you responded grimly, suppressing the desire to roll your eyes.

The vampire before you chuckled darkly. “He’ll wait forever, yet discuss things soon, but he’s loyal. Vampires never betray their mates.”

You felt your chest constrict and Rosé gaped. “I thought vampires didn’t have mates,” your friend retorted. “Only werewolves do.”

Jaejoong shook his head. “No. The hunting book lost some information,“ he smirked. “The whole mating process behind werewolves is already set up. Vampires can choose whoever they please, but once they’ve chosen, they mate for life.” He looked your way, an amused gleam in his eyes. “Overwhelmed are we? You didn’t know, huh?”

At first you didn’t respond, you were overwhelmed, to some extent. Your heart and your brain were screaming at you; one side was said, Yes, I can accept this, while the other side of you argued, No, hold on a minute, why didn’t he tell me? He should’ve told me. Then you realized something, “Wait, how do you know?” you asked the elder, trying hard not to kick the nearest wall in frustration. You leaned against Rosé’s side and she wrapped her arm around you in comfort.

Jaejoong snorted. “You smell like him, it’s like your scents have intermingled.”

You kept quiet again, taking it in, letting Rosé do all the talking. “So he’s been hanging out with us too much,” she joked lightly. 

“Well he likes being around you,he’ll never stray too far.” Jaejoong smiled. “However,” he leaned forward in his chair, setting his elbows on his knees. “We are here to discuss the wendigos, correct?”

You nodded, momentarily dismissing Baekhyun from your mind. “Yes,” you eagerly scooted forward in your seat. “Do you know how to kill them?”

Jaejoong nodded. “I do. And I do know about the handful of slaughters that happened. However,” he paused. “I will not say anything until Junmyeon’s coven is present. They want in on this too.”

Rosé and you nodded in agreement. “That’s fine,” Rosé muttered. “Where are they now?”


You startled a little as a new voice spoke up in the room. The door opened and agent Kim, along with the rest of his coven, entered with bright crimson eyes. “Are we late?” Junmyeon asked, a pleasant grin on his face as he took in his surroundings. “We ran over here at top speed.”

Jaejoong smiled. “You’re just in time.”

The agent stood by Kyungsoo, the strongest of the group. He was quiet, didn’t speak much, but was surprisingly the strongest out of all six of them. Then the youngest two, Jongin and Sehun, both lithe and graceful, leaned against the bookcase, seemingly relaxed but curious. Chanyeol, who stood in the doorway was so tall his head almost hit the frame. His bright smile lit up the atmosphere, breaking any tension that filled the air. Baekhyun leaned against his best friend’s side, a lazy smirk crossing his lips. His eyes searched the room but stopped when they met yours. You gave him a tight lipped smile in return, hoping to convey a relaxing demeanor and prayed he couldn’t sense your uneasiness. 

“Wendigos are killed with fire, which in the past was troublesome for vampires,” Jaejoong explained as everyone had settled down. “Thank goodness flame throwers were invented.”

A few chuckles could be heard around the room. “So that’s it then,” Baekhyun said from your side as he traced invisible designs on your back. “We just torch them to death.” 

You glanced up at him, leaning into his touch. “I’m afraid it’s a lot harder than just torching them to death. I heard they’re tricky.”

Rosé nodded. “Exactly. They can lure you in, imitate voices and sounds, and ask for any sort of kindness when in reality, they just wanna devour your flesh. “

Junmyeon, who was standing and taking notes, nodded in agreement. “They’re cannibals, fast, and clever.” He looked up from his notepad to face Jaejoong. “When’s the last time you encountered one?”

He shrugged. “Decades ago. Except, remember, we’re not dealing with one, we’re dealing with what…ten was it?”

Jongin nodded, a troubled look on his face. “But don’t wendigos travel alone? Why are there suddenly ten of them?”

Sehun snickered. “We’re all gonna die.”

Everyone gave the maknae a flat look. “Mianhae,” he said but didn’t seem that apologetic. “Just speaking what’s on everyone’s mind.”

Everyone went silent, trying to come up with a logical answer. Except when dealing with the supernatural, usually thinking up the worst was the way to go.

Minutes later, Kyungsoo raised his head. “They’re being controlled.”

Everyone’s eyes snapped to him. “What?” Chanyeol asked him, sitting on the arm of Jaejoong’s chair. “Are you sure?”

Kyungsoo nodded. “Yeah exactly. How many unusual circumstances have we faced and it’s the cause of someone else’s plot?

Chanyeol snorted. "But everything that happens in this town is unusual.”

You couldn’t help but chortle as Kyungsoo gave the giant a piercing glare. “Don’t start with me.”

Then you felt the fingertips trailing along your back stop. You looked at Baekhyun, his gaze focused on the floor rug. “You okay?” you asked softly, wondering what made him freeze.

He nodded, tilt his head to the side, and then snapped his gaze to Jaejoong. “It’s those few letover black witches who fled the city.”

“What makes you assume that?” Junmyeon asked him. “We chased them out. They shouldn’t be any trouble.”

Baekhyun gazed his way. “Yeah…chased them out, not killed them all.” His eyes narrowed dangerously. “All they wanted was total control of every being and creature.”

You nodded, remembering the battles from before. “It makes sense. Why else would wendigos form a what…pack? It’s uncharacteristic.” 

Jaejoong nodded. “It definitely is, and if our assumptions are true, they’ve already begun their revenge.” He sighed, tapping his strong fingernails against his knee. “We need proof, evidence, of whoever is behind this. Whether it’s the witches or not, we’ll know. And we’ll know how to end them as well.”


Here’s the update!!! We’re jumping into everything now, and I’m so excited to write the rest. Thank you so much for staying with this series, I’m glad you’re all enjoying it!

Fangs and Muzzles

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by PrinceofBadassery

Tony was still trying to adjust to his new life as vampire after Obie had infected him several years ago in the hope to get him out of his company. It had backfired though and Tony was still here, although he had almost completely avoided any social life, hiding instead in his mansion. Here he could work on his invention and when the Avengers were needed he still had his suit.

His peaceful routine was interrupted when one night his defenses were torn apart by a feral werewolf.

Knowing vampires and werewolf didn’t get along very well, Tony prepares for the worst, he didn’t expect an oversized puppy wagging his tail.

Words: 1595, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

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Night time thoughts

Do you think vampires would make great superfans of movies and books. Like they don’t need to sleep so they can just keep consuming all kinds of things. Netflix binge-watching with a vampire would be crazy. A vampire run blog on tumblr would post all the time. Also they don’t have to buy food, so more money they can spend on collecting things from their favorite show or book.  

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.