⧠Arcane. The 100. Hunger Games. The Walking Dead. Divergent Series. The Maze Runner. She-Ra. My Little Pony. Warrior Cats.
⧠Dead By Daylight. Baldur's Gate 3. The Sims. Dungeons & Dragons. Wolfquest. Paralives. Marvel Rivals.
Boundaries:
Perfectly Fine â”
⧠Playful flirting. Petnames. Asking about my interests + sharing your own. More intimate conversations. NSFW asks/dms from anyone 18+.
If you wish to claim an anon or ask something NSFW, please include your age or it will go unanswered.
NOT Fine â”
⧠Asking for pictures. Ignoring my discomfort after it's expressed. NSFW asks/dms from anyone who isn't an adult. MEN. MINORS.
âyou want to cuddle with mommy, right baby?â but it's just her dry humping your ass and panting in your ear every time she sees you lying on your stomach
I saw people yearning for fluff so I've decided to deliver some with our girl Karlach. She's so adorable... I can't. Just a quick one-shot, might have multiple parts but as of now this is all.
Summary: 1,375 word count. Karlach has finally found a fix for her infernal engine after years of suffering in Avernus, and it's all thanks to reader! The two share a wholesome evening under the stars for the first time.
Contains: Karlach x Reader, Baldur's Gate 3, soft fluff, wholesome romance, post-infernal engine repair, emotionally vulnerable, first physical contact, cuddling, hand holding, tickling and playful teasing, shared kisses, nose boop, Karlach experiences simple joys for the first time, reader is never gendered or described (so anyone can enjoy <3)
My content is intended for sapphic adults only. Do not interact if you are under the age of 18 or if this content isn't for you.
The moment youâd handed over the final piece of infernal iron everything changed in an instant. Karlach was immediately spinning around and reaching for you, beaming with the brightest smile upon her face.
Then she hesitated. Her hands began to tremble, mere inches from your head. Her eyes grew wide and lips slowly parted into a slight frown. Then her brows pinched together as she searched your gaze, trying to get the words out.
âWhat ifâŠâ she whispered, her voice wavering as she trailed off.
You donât let her finish. Your hands grabbed both of her wrists. When nothing happened, you squeezed them before guiding them forward to press her hands on either side of your face, tightening around her firmly.
She squealed out as her mouth rushed into that big grin all over again. Her eyes wrinkled with her smile, warmth spreading through her, as if it werenât already present enough.
âIt worked.â Your tone was almost breathless, surprised by such a gentle touch from someone who would, at one point, melt the skin of anyone they grasped.
Karlach was practically bouncing on her toes. She squished your face between her fingers, pinching and tugging all while giggling adorably. âI can feel you, soldier!â Her tail swished to the side, curling with delight. âYou arenât hurting? At all?â And when you shook your head, she whispered, âpromise?â
âI pinky promise, Karlach.â You lifted your hand, offering your pinky to her.
âOhhh, you cheekyâŠâ she chuckled, a rumbling sound of approval escaping her. Her lips curved up to reveal her jagged teeth, almost as dazzling as her smile. Karlachâs hands left your face and her pinky perked up to seal the promise. âThis is all Iâve ever wanted.â Her voice was so soft it was barely audible, but you caught it without a doubt and it made your heart ache for the barbarian.
Later that evening the two of you were laid out on a blanket by the water at camp. The night was chilled, the perfect temperature for cuddling under the stars.
Karlach had both of her arms wrapped tightly around your body, refusing to release you for even a moment. She pressed her face into the crook of your neck, nuzzling with a fond smile. Her tail occasionally thumped contentedly against her thigh. She squeezed you tight, fiercely so, almost painfully so.
But you never complained. You held her with just as much devotion. Your arms were snug around her, one hand threading through her hair as you scratched her scalp soothingly.
âI never thought Iâd get to do this.â The words were mumbled against the skin of your neck. It broke your heart to hear such a thing from someone so unbelievably beautiful. Inside and out. Karlach was such a pure soul to you. âI donât ever want to let you go, soldier.â
âYou better not.â You teased her with a little laugh, forcing your voice to lose the shaky edge that threatened it. Your nails scratched harder into her hair, causing her to practically purr as she melted under your touch.
âMmm...â she hummed deep from the back of her throat. Her hand rubbed up and down the length of your arm. She just felt you. Squeezed you. Then she'd let her hand slide down to yours, pulling it up and interlocking your fingers together. âWould you look at that,â she mused while wiggling your hands. âGods! Look at the difference!â Karlach was grinning all over again, comparing the sizes of your hand to her own.
You let out a snort of amusement while admiring her expression. So light and full of life. You circled your thumb into her hand, letting it brush across her knuckles steadily, causing her breath to hitch.
Karlachâs eyes softened, her entire face became tender. She caressed your hand in hers and massaged it with care. She pulled it closer to her face and kissed your knuckles while closing her eyelids, silence filling the space. When she inhaled your scent Karlachâs face contorted, lips peeled back as her jaw clenched.
âHey⊠hey.â You donât hesitate to pull her into your arms once again. You held her while she cried into your embrace. Quiet little whimpers and choked sobs were stolen from her despite her best efforts, yet you never let her go. The rest of your party were still sleeping peacefully at the very least, so, nothing to disturb your special moment together. âYouâre okay, Karlach. Iâve got you.â
Iâve got you.
It had an entirely new meaning all of a sudden. It wasnât a simple, âIâve got your backâ. No, now it was, âIâm holding you and I wonât let you go.â
The night went on, the chilly wind relaxing to make way for a warmer gust. Karlach had since calmed down, the two of you whispered together, often teasing one another over past mistakes during adventures together.
Then, she smirked while adjusting her hand, sliding it around to your ribs. âWhat if⊠I decided toâŠâ She began to curl her fingers, letting them dance across the spot above your ribcage. Her hands were moving quickly on either side of your torso, tickling you mercilessly. âOh-ho-oh! Iâve never tried this before!â
You barked out a fit of laughter, arching up to try and push her off to no avail. You ended up kicking your feet and flailing your arms, unable to escape her playful torment.
She rolled over to settle above you, straddling your hips with both legs while pinning you down beneath her weight. She was leaning over you with her tail swishing and a teasing grin on her face. Karlachâs hands didnât stop, continuing to torment you playfully with the strange sensation.
âK--Karlach..!!â Her name hardly managed to escape at all, and even when it did, it was rough to make out. You were wheezing and heaving for air while squirming around beneath her. You retaliated, or tried to. Your hands had flown out, desperate to tickle her back. To get your revenge.
She was quick to jolt back, her body tensed up while her eyes widened in alarm. Karlach laughed and tossed her head back, jaw dropped with the biggest smile youâve ever seen on her face. She didnât fight it. Never bothered to try. Karlach just lifted her arms up into the air, eyes sparkling in awe as she gazed up at the stars while relishing in your tickling.
She looked so incredibly breathtaking at this very moment. Her hair was a mess, her face was contorted from suppressing her giggles and her arms were waving through the air.
Free. Karlach looked free. Finally able to truly enjoy the life she deserved. The life sheâd craved for so long.
When you'd finally put a stop to the tickling, she was a panting mess. She pressed the tip of her index finger onto the top of your nose. Her shoulders shook with her wheezy laughter as she giggled. She could now boop your nose, something so simple, but to her, it was everything.
Karlach heaved for air, slowly slumping down onto you as if she were a teddy bear. Both of her giant arms encircled around your waist and she embraced you just like before. Her face soon nestled onto the warmth of your cheek, pressing a featherlight kiss to the skin before murmuring softly at the corner of your mouth, âthank you, sweetheart.â
âAlways, my love.â Then you turned your head to gift her with a sweetened kiss on her lips. It was warm and filled with affection. You carefully brushed her hair back, letting your fingers slide through the strands while lying your head down again.
The two of you snuggled up together beneath the stars, limbs tangled together, both unable to suppress your smiles.
Thereâs something so special about this moment. Holding the love of your life, cradling them safely in your embrace for the first time while they allowed themself to truly relax. It means even more to Karlach, all those years in Avernus keeping her on her feet constantly, and the infernal engine forcing her to fear ever touching another being. These firsts will forever be cherished by her, protected within her infernal heart until its final beat.
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Arcane
đ±đĄ Sevika ââ
â⎠Knight!Sevika yearning for princess!reader while handing them off to an arranged marriage. Tragedy.
êŠê·âĄ VampireHunter!Sevika tracks vampire!reader down and falls for them. Enemies to lovers. 18+
êŠê·đž VampireHunter!Sevika tracks vampire!reader down and puts an end to their suffering. Tragedy.
Baldur's Gate 3
đŻ Karlachâ
đĄćœĄ Karlach finally being able to make physical contact with reader. Wholesome fluff.
In the works:
cowbutch!sevika x citygirl!reader
slow burn, world building & involves other characters
+ other drafts and such that may be posted over time
(Possible) Planned additions
Arcane: Violet, Caitlyn, Jinx, Grayson, Ambessa, Gert, Ran (i love arcane.)
Baldur's Gate 3: Karlach, Minthara, Lae'Zel, Shadowheart
The 100: Clarke, Lexa, Octavia, Diyoza
The Vampire Diaries: Lexi, Katherine, Caroline, Rebekah
Dead By Daylight: Huntress
Blue Eye Samurai: Mizu
More may be added or taken away. Willing to add more characters if you request any.
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Was going to jokingly title this "The Other Life" because... if you've read the alternate version to this. But I chose to be serious... Might change my mind later, who knows. May make more parts to this, let me know if you'd want to read more!
Wrote an alternate ending where things end tragically. That one does NOT contain smut. Now you can enjoy both, you're welcome. It can be found on my blog.
Summary: 2,446 word count. VampireHunter!Sevika has been gaining on you for years. You've simply toyed with her, amused by her attempts to take you down. Until one fateful night when you finally pause to speak to her. After that, you two can't seem to stop running into one another.
Contains: VampireHunter!Sevika x Vampire!Reader, vampire au, angst, mutual pining, yearning, YAY romance, enemies to lovers, mentions of blood, mentions of violence, sevika and reader get together, reader isn't described in heavy detail, reader IS described with feminine parts (nothing beyond that), eventual short smut
Smut: Implied handsy VampireHunter!Sevika, scratches, dominate!reader, subby!sevika (kind of?), switch!sevika (she doesn't take over, but i head canon her in this as one), nipple pinching, Sevika loves your boobs, short scissoring scene, mutual orgasm
My content is intended for sapphic adults only. Do not interact if you are under the age of 18 or if this content isn't for you.
"I Quite Like You."
VampireHunter!Sevika who had spent years trying to track Vampire!Reader down in the dark alleyways of the undercity. A good portion of her life wasted on trailing behind your swift-paced escapes, left with only the mockery of your echoing cackles. The pure, unfiltered anger that erupted within her entire being every time she got close just to lose your slippery self through her fingers.
Sevika finally caught up to you one windless night inside of an old, abandoned church in the middle of nowhere. Only because youâd let her, of course. She crept through the quiet, boots thudding softly against the concrete while she held her crossbow firm in hand. She checked each room thoroughly, her eyes darting around for any signs of movement or suspicious shadows. The moonlight filtered through the stained glass windows, bright and beautiful along the weathered floors. But Sevika was too focused to admire such art.
She shouts for you with a mixture of annoyance. Her grip on the crossbow is fiercely tight as she circles the rooms one by one, closing in on your pesky little hiding spot. She ascends the stairs two at a time after a flicker of a shadow that catches her eye. Her boots are heavy on the steps, thundering up with determination to find you. Sevikaâs voice is a rough sound that bounces off of the walls and creates an eerie echo. âAlways playinâ these damn games with me,â she snarls. âThis isnât a game to me.â
Your voice pierces her ears, letting it carry through the building and surround Sevika. Practically mocking her, toying with her as she spins in circles. âPerhaps not to you.â Thereâs a rumble of laughter that escapes from deep within your throat. âBut I find this quite fun. Choosing to humor you, human.â Then, your tone comes out thin. âShow some gratitude.â
âGratitude?â She continues to spin, sharp eyes flickering around the building in desperation for even a glimpse of your figure. âYou feed on the innocent.â
Swish.
She whirls over toward your fleeting figure. The woman points her aim toward the shadow and fires the crossbow. A stake shoots out and clatters against the stone pillars. She loads it with a secondary and begins to creep closer. Old glass and debris crunches beneath her worn boots. âYouâre a monster that needs to be put down.â
âA monster.â Your voice is clipped. You finally step out from your hiding spot. Stood right behind Sevika as she inches closer to the other side of the room. Thereâs something amusing about watching her cluelessly wander. âIs that really how you see me?â You approach her slowly, feet featherlight on the stone. âNot a victim to a violent curse I cannot cure?â Your voice drops to a quieter whisper, something vulnerable in your tone.
Sevikaâs tight jaw clenches further, teeth grinding together. Her expression falters for only a moment. Sheâs quick to harden it just as it was before. âA victim or not, you hurt people.â Sevika peers around the crumbling pillar, catching sight of nothing but the silvery gray moonlight filtering into the room. She creeps back and begins to turn. âYouâre a predator. Itâs not something I can overlook.â Sevikaâs body freezes, eyes widened as she stares at you. She hesitates.
You rush forward, your vampiric speed giving you an unfair advantage, and slam your elbow into her arm. She falters due to the strike and drops the wooden crossbow with a rough impact to the ground. You kick it away with your foot before swinging around to grasp at her neck with your fingers, soon pushing her back against the pillar.
She grunts as she hits, hands finding your wrist around her throat as she sneers at you. âRelease me, beast,â she snarls, saliva thick within her mouth as she glares daggers into you.
âI am predator of the night,â you snap in return. Your grip is firm, not painful, no, not yet. âIâm a beast hidden in the flesh of a maiden.â Your gaze darkens as you stare into Sevikaâs eyes, witnessing the clouds of intense disgust. âBut I wasnât always this way. I used to be human. Like you.â
Sevikaâs demeanor shifts as she listens. The words process and resonate deep into her bones. She exhales a quiet breath while staring down at you with furrowed brows. She remains cautious despite the softened expression. âHuman or not, youâve adapted to your nature.â Sevikaâs eyelids narrow down as she tilts her head to meet your gaze. Her voice shifts, tone colder than your chilled skin. âYouâve embraced it.â
VampireHunter!Sevika who ends up left alive by you after the interaction purely for your own entertainment. Youâll appear nearby in broad daylight, laughing with a stranger while sheâs seething with rage. How arenât you burning under the harsh rays? Why isnât your skin melting to your bones? Your hair isnât catching fire like most sheâs observed. Somethingâs different and she intends to figure out what.
VampireHunter!Sevika who in return lets you live to continue studying you from afar. She watches you stroll by with people unaware of the creature by their side. She glances your way during celebrations, eyes focused, making sure you arenât spilling blood during the events. But all she ends up seeing is a person amongst other people. You laugh at jokes like any other, tilting your head back with a grin as your eyes wrinkle with emotion. You enjoy meals side by side, sharing food with others less fortunate than you. And worst of all, sheâs beginning to grow fond of you.
VampireHunter!Sevika who realizes sheâs not so immune to your ethereal appearance or your witty charm. During an event at The Last Drop the two of you are face to face again. Sheâs got a winning hand, tossing her cards down with a triumphant grin while the people around cheer and shout. She barks out a rich laugh, like nothing youâve ever heard before. When sheâs getting herself a drink a few moments later, you appear at her side like a ghost. She flinches at first and then finds herself rolling her eyes. She utters your name with a warning growl.
âWhat game are you playing, human?â You question her while leaning against the sticky bar, ignoring the discomfort as you refuse to back down. âYou havenât attempted--â you pause and glance around briefly before leaning in, â--to stake me for weeks.â Your eyes are determined as you force her to meet your gaze. âAfraid of commitment, are we?â
That gets to her. Sevikaâs lips twitch down into a sneer as she shifts closer to you, hand tight around her glass. When she speaks, it's low and hardly audible in the bar, yet she knows you can hear her just fine. âIâm not afraid to commit, bloodsucker.â She taps the tips of her fingers along the counter before gesturing toward the crowd. âWhy donât you go enjoy the party? Could be your last.â
The threat hangs heavy within the smoky room. But it does little to deter you. If anything, it simply spurs you on. You slide closer and turn yourself to lean against the surface of the bar, arms propped up on either side. âYou planning to finally do it tonight?â Your eyes drift around the smog filled area, thick and murky. To the human eye, it was near impossible to see. But you could make out specific details without any problem.
Sevika purses her lips before closing them around the glass in hand. She takes a slow sip of her whiskey while observing you over the rim. Skin as cold as ice. Body shaped and sculpted as if created in favor of the Goddessâs themselves. And those eyes. Somehow filled with so much life despite the fact that youâre dead. A pit forms inside of her and she sets the glass down with a thud. âWhyâre you bloodsuckers always so perfect?â It was spat as if poison had slipped its way onto her tongue, and yet there was a silent intrigue she refused to admit. But you caught it.
Thereâs a subtle smirk that quirks the corner of your mouth as you breathe in heavily. Then a bit of a chuckle escapes between parted lips. Your head turns and those eyes sheâd just admired were now focused solely on her. âThatâs the whole point of my existence.â You let your eyes dart away momentarily before you return to her. âWe, vampires, are designed to be such beautiful creatures that itâs impossible not to draw near.â You shift closer ever so slightly, tilting your head as your eyes flick to Sevikaâs lips before meeting her gaze. âIâm crafted with the purpose of hooking in my prey.â
She swallows hard in response. This went against everything sheâd ever known. Every hour of training. Every moment she spent hunting down your species, ridding your kind from the earth. Her eyes slip down to roam over your figure, taking in your words as she confirms your truths. âYou certainly draw them in,â she mumbles, unable to hide her captivation with you. She just canât seem to look away.
VampireHunter!Sevika who ends up going home with you after the party. She stumbles into your home, a large estate filled with clean furniture and smelling of pine. Sheâs clung to you the rest of the night, hands constantly reaching for you, grasping at your cold skin without flinching. And something about that made your idea of her change. Perhaps she doesnât just see the bloodthirsty creature who stalks at midnight?Â
The two of you stagger into your bedroom. Your hands roam her beefy shoulders, surprised by such a physique for a human. Her short nails scrape down your perfect skin, leaving angry red marks in their wake. You gasp and giggle a soft laugh that causes Sevika to pause and almost smile. Such a sweetened sound⊠Even if itâs coming from someone so dangerous, itâs precious to her.
You manage to squirm out of her grip and taunt her playfully before disappearing into the bathroom. You beckon for her to follow, in which she trails behind cautiously. The tub is filled with warm water. She stares briefly before turning to you. Naked. Your body is completely exposed to her. And Gods, is it perfect. Every inch of you is beautiful to her. Every curve, mark, muscle, everything. She groans a sound that appears as if sheâs suffering.
VampireHunter!Sevika who ends up in the tub of steaming water with you. Crimson petals float around and cling to both of your bodies. Neither of you notice. Your hands are on each other. Her large, calloused hand cups one of your breasts, squeezing it between the thick lengths of her fingers, causing you to whine in response. She grins at the sound, smug at being able to make such an ethereal creature become so vulnerable. Her scarred lips make an assault on your neck, pressing kisses into your skin, teeth grazing the pulse point teasingly. It only causes you to laugh.
âA bit predictable,â you muse quietly, voice a soft murmur as you press your own lips to her forehead. She tenses at the gentleness from you. âRelax for me, darling.â Your fingers thread through her hair, nails scratching carefully at her scalp. The motion causes a throaty moan to slip past her lips, muffled into the skin of your collarbone. Her hips twitch up toward your own, aching for just a bit of friction.
VampireHunter!Sevika whoâs now lying flat in your canopy bed, rough hands rushing to your hips for purchase while you glide your swollen clit up into hers. She tosses her head back, fingers digging into your skin as she yanks you down harder, forcing your folds to rub around her nub. The slick of both of your holes smear among one another, mixing together with each sloppy thrust of your hips.
âFuck--â she moans out a deep rumble. Her voice is breathless, strained from the constant flexing of her abdomen while bucking up into your touch. Each shift of movement causes the mattress to creak and dip beneath your joined weights.
You grin down at her, unable to truly believe what youâre witnessing. Sevika. The fierce and powerful vampire hunter now reduced to whining under you so tenderly. You circle your hips around her own, sliding yourself up slow and steady before dragging yourself down hastily. When her eyes roll back you feel your heart flutter in your chest. Your hips jerk forward harder, causing her to grunt and tighten her grasp on your body. She whispers your name shakily, letting it leave her tongue nice and desperate. Just how you wanted her.
âI quite like you.â The statement surprises her and even yourself as you speak up from the silence.
Her eyes fly open, brows furrowing while her hands slip somewhat from their spot on your hips. âOh, yeah?â Sevikaâs gaze meets yours, searching for any hint of dishonesty.
âYeah,â you pant while rocking your hips into hers. She hisses between her teeth only causing you to grin wider while pushing her down. You practically ride her, humping her sensitive core as the two of you move in rhythm.
Sevika gets you back for it, her hand sliding up your side before her fingers curl around the plush of your tit. She pinches your nipple between the pads of her fingers. You tilt your head back, breaking into moans, giving Sevika a good view above of your breasts bouncing before her. She groans beneath you, unable to add any sly remarks right now with her eyes glued to the sight.
VampireHunter!Sevika who roars a guttural moan, ripped from the back of her throat, spilled from her body just for you. Her entire being tenses, muscles coiling and teeth clenching. The both of you hit your orgasms together, riding out your highs tangled in one anotherâs arms. Itâs messy and loud, the bed wailing while you both hurriedly grind into each otherâs bodies, smearing your shared juices together. The room fills with the wet sounds, mingling with both of your desperate voices as you plead and whine for one another.
When itâs all over, you fall silent on her body as she pants heavily below you. Her body is flushed and warm, sweat sliding down her forehead. You listen to the racing of her heart, a foreign sound for yourself since your turning. Sheâs basking in the afterglow as she holds your body against her own. You hadnât broken a sweat, werenât even warm. Perks of your curse, you suppose.
Did a one shot in the style of head canons?? It was supposed to be head canons and turned into something gut wrenching. May need tissues... I'll hold your hand, it's okay.
Wrote an alternate ending where they end up together. That one contains smut. Now you can enjoy both, you're welcome. It can be found on my blog.
Summary: 3,021 word count. VampireHunter!Sevika has been gaining on you for years. You've simply toyed with her, amused by her attempts to take you down. Until one fateful night when you finally pause to speak to her. After that, you two can't seem to stop running into one another.
Contains: Harsh VampireHunter!Sevika x Vampire!Reader, vampire au, angst, hurt NO comfort, deeesperate yearning, doomed romance, mentions of blood, mentions of violence, character death, goodbye kiss, reader is never gendered and not described in heavy detail (so anyone can enjoy <3)
My content is intended for sapphic adults only. Do not interact if you are under the age of 18 or if this content isn't for you.
"In Another Life I'll Find You."
VampireHunter!Sevika who had spent years trying to track Vampire!Reader down in the dark alleyways of the undercity. A good portion of her life wasted on trailing behind your swift-paced escapes, left with only the mockery of your echoing cackles. The pure, unfiltered anger that erupted within her entire being every time she got close just to lose your slippery self through her fingers.
Sevika finally caught up to you one windless night inside of an old, abandoned church in the middle of nowhere. Only because youâd let her, of course. She crept through the quiet, boots thudding softly against the concrete while she held her crossbow firm in hand. She checked each room thoroughly, her eyes darting around for any signs of movement or suspicious shadows. The moonlight filtered through the stained glass windows, bright and beautiful along the weathered floors. But Sevika was too focused to admire such art.
She shouts for you with a mixture of annoyance. Her grip on the crossbow is fiercely tight as she circles the rooms one by one, closing in on your pesky little hiding spot. She ascends the stairs two at a time after a flicker of a shadow that catches her eye. Her boots are heavy on the steps, thundering up with determination to find you. Sevikaâs voice is a rough sound that bounces off of the walls and creates an eerie echo. âAlways playinâ these damn games with me,â she snarls. âThis isnât a game to me.â
Your voice pierces her ears, letting it carry through the building and surround Sevika. Practically mocking her, toying with her as she spins in circles. âPerhaps not to you.â Thereâs a rumble of laughter that escapes from deep within your throat. âBut I find this quite fun. Choosing to humor you, human.â Then, your tone comes out thin. âShow some gratitude.â
âGratitude?â She continues to spin, sharp eyes flickering around the building in desperation for even a glimpse of your figure. âYou feed on the innocent.â
Swish.
She whirls over toward your fleeting figure. The woman points her aim toward the shadow and fires the crossbow. A stake shoots out and clatters against the stone pillars. She loads it with a secondary and begins to creep closer. Old glass and debris crunches beneath her worn boots. âYouâre a monster that needs to be put down.â
âA monster.â Your voice is clipped. You finally step out from your hiding spot. Standing right behind Sevika as she inches closer to the other side of the room. Thereâs something amusing about watching her cluelessly wander. âIs that really how you see me?â You approach her slowly, feet featherlight on the stone. âNot a victim to a violent curse I cannot cure?â Your voice drops to a quieter whisper, something vulnerable in your tone.
Sevikaâs tight jaw clenches further, teeth grinding together. Her expression falters for only a moment. Sheâs quick to harden it just as it was before. âA victim or not, you hurt people.â Sevika peers around the crumbling pillar, catching sight of nothing but the silvery gray moonlight filtering into the room. She creeps back and begins to turn. âYouâre a predator. Itâs not something I can overlook.â Sevikaâs body freezes, eyes widened as she stares at you. She hesitates.
You rush forward, your vampiric speed giving you an unfair advantage, and slam your elbow into her arm. She falters due to the strike and drops the wooden crossbow with a rough impact to the ground. You kick it away with your foot before swinging around to grasp at her neck with your fingers, soon pushing her back against the pillar.
She grunts as she hits, hands finding your wrist around her throat as she sneers at you. âRelease me, beast,â she snarls, saliva thick within her mouth as she glares daggers into you.
âI am predator of the night,â you snap in return. Your grip is firm, not painful, no, not yet. âIâm a beast hidden in the flesh of a maiden.â Your gaze darkens as you stare into Sevikaâs eyes, witnessing the clouds of intense disgust. âBut I wasnât always this way. I used to be human. Like you.â
Sevikaâs demeanor shifts as she listens. The words process and resonate deep into her bones. She exhales a quiet breath while staring down at you with furrowed brows. She remains cautious despite the softened expression. âHuman or not, youâve adapted to your nature.â Sevikaâs eyelids narrow down as she tilts her head to meet your gaze. Her voice shifts, tone colder than your chilled skin. âYouâve embraced it.â
VampireHunter!Sevika who ends up left alive by you after the interaction purely for your own entertainment. Youâll appear nearby in broad daylight, laughing with a stranger while sheâs seething with rage. How arenât you burning under the harsh rays? Why isnât your skin melting to your bones? Your hair isnât catching fire like most sheâs observed. Somethingâs different and she intends to figure out what.
VampireHunter!Sevika who in return lets you live to continue studying you from afar. She watches you stroll by with people unaware of the creature by their side. She glances your way during celebrations, eyes focused, making sure you arenât spilling blood during the events. But all she ends up seeing is a person amongst other people. You laugh at jokes like any other, tilting your head back with a grin as your eyes wrinkle with emotion. You enjoy meals side by side, sharing food with others less fortunate than you. And worst of all, sheâs beginning to grow fond of you.
VampireHunter!Sevika who realizes sheâs not so immune to your ethereal appearance or your witty charm. During an event at The Last Drop the two of you are face to face again. Sheâs got a winning hand, tossing her cards down with a triumphant grin while the people around cheer and shout. She barks out a rich laugh, like nothing youâve ever heard before. When sheâs getting herself a drink a few moments later, you appear at her side like a ghost. She flinches at first and then finds herself rolling her eyes. She utters your name with a warning growl.
âWhat game are you playing, human?â You question her while leaning against the sticky bar, ignoring the discomfort as you refuse to back down. âYou havenât attempted--â you pause and glance around briefly before leaning in, â--to stake me for weeks.â Your eyes are determined as you force her to meet your gaze. âAfraid of commitment, are we?â
That gets to her. Sevikaâs lips twitch down into a sneer as she shifts closer to you, hand tight around her glass. When she speaks, it's low and hardly audible in the bar, yet she knows you can hear her just fine. âIâm not afraid to commit, bloodsucker.â She taps the tips of her fingers along the counter before gesturing toward the crowd. âWhy donât you go enjoy the party? Could be your last.â
The threat hangs heavy within the smoky room. But it does little to deter you. If anything, it simply spurs you on. You slide closer and turn yourself to lean against the surface of the bar, arms propped up on either side. âYou planning to finally do it tonight?â Your eyes drift around the smog filled area, thick and murky. To the human eye, it was near impossible to see. But you could make out specific details without any problem.
Sevika purses her lips before closing them around the glass in hand. She takes a slow sip of her whiskey while observing you over the rim. Skin as cold as ice. Body shaped and sculpted as if created in favor of the Goddesses themselves. And those eyes. Somehow filled with so much life despite the fact that youâre dead. A pit forms inside of her and she sets the glass down with a thud. âWhyâre you bloodsuckers always so perfect?â It was spat as if poison had slipped its way onto her tongue, and yet there was a silent intrigue she refused to admit. But you caught it.
Thereâs a subtle smirk that quirks the corner of your mouth as you breathe in heavily. Then a bit of a chuckle escapes between parted lips. Your head turns and those eyes sheâd just admired were now focused solely on her. âThatâs the whole point of my existence.â You let your eyes dart away momentarily before you return to her. âWe, vampires, are designed to be such beautiful creatures that itâs impossible not to draw near.â You shift closer ever so slightly, tilting your head as your eyes flick to Sevikaâs lips before meeting her gaze. âIâm crafted with the purpose of hooking in my prey.â
She swallows hard in response. This went against everything sheâd ever known. Every hour of training. Every moment she spent hunting down your species, ridding your kind from the earth. Her eyes slip down to roam over your figure, taking in your words as she confirms your truths. âYou certainly draw them in,â she mumbles, unable to hide her captivation with you. She just canât seem to look away.
VampireHunter!Sevika who ends up going home with you after the party. She stumbles into your home, a large estate filled with clean furniture and smelling of pine. Sheâs clung to you the rest of the night, hands constantly reaching for you, grasping at your cold skin without flinching. And something about that made your idea of her change. Perhaps she doesnât just see the bloodthirsty creature who stalks at midnight?Â
The two of you stagger into your bedroom. Your hands roam her beefy shoulders, surprised by such a physique for a human. Her short nails scrape down your perfect skin, leaving angry red marks in their wake. You gasp up at her, lips pulling into a little grin as you manage a giggle. She doesnât smile. Her expression darkens as she rakes her fingers down your skin, as if trying to peel it right off the bone.
âSevika--?â Your voice breaks with confusion. Your hands on her shoulders begin to push her back. She fights your attempts, slamming you into the dresser with a grunt. The two of you fumble around, limbs flailing, snarls exchanged.
Eventually, she has you pinned down beneath her. Her stake is in hand, pushing against your chest right where your heart used to thrive. The worst part of it all⊠youâd let her. You had the strength to overpower her and even take her life without care. And yet, here you were. Staring at her with a puzzled expression.
âDonât tell me you actually expected me to desire you?â Her voice is filled with a sickening mockery. She curls a hand around your throat, squeezing around the flesh as she pins you harder to the ground. As if you needed to breathe. Oh well. âYouâre nothing but a monster.â She chuckles quietly while circling her thumb almost gently into your skin. âMaybe it was the thrill that made you let your guard down, hm?â
Your eyes, dark with the realization of betrayal, begin to swell with tears. They appear around the rims, growing larger as they ghost the edges, threatening to overspill. âThere⊠there have been stranger pairings.â You try to reason, but your voice is only a croak.
âHm.â She hums while adjusting her grip on the curled wood in her hand. âYeah. But Iâve got signed contracts. I canât fail them.â
âSo, what? You let me enjoy one last celebration before I go?â You practically spat in her face. And it only made her expression worsen. Smug. Entitled. Empowered.
She nods her head once, a curt movement. âYes. Thatâs what I was hired to do.â
VampireHunter!Sevika who freezes entirely when you suddenly thank her for spending time with you at the party. For making you feel special for just a few hours. For helping you believe you arenât just the monster everyone paints you as. She assisted you in feeling recognized for the first time in hundreds of years. So, you thanked her quietly under your breath, voice so soft it barely graced her ears.
Sevikaâs lips twitch with surprise, unable to properly speak at first. She stares at your expression, witnesses the fear and hurt in your eyes and feels a pang of something she refuses to give recognition to wash over her. Her grip around your neck tightens as if expecting you to retaliate. But you donât. Instead, your eyelids slide shut as the tears finally flow down your skin. âYouâre⊠welcome,â she finally mumbles with genuine hesitance. Itâs soft, not a tone youâd ever heard from her. She refuses to get attached, forces herself to stare at the stake pressed into your skin, barely breaking through.
You focus on your memories, faded and stale, but still drifting around the depths of your mind. You cling to one particular moment and your lips curve up into a little smile as you recall it, letting the scene replay for yourself. Your breathing is slow and steady despite the impending doom.
Sevika makes the mistake of looking up. Her expression contorts at the sight. It tugs at her heartstrings in ways she never thought possible. Sheâs never seen you smile quite like that before, so heartbroken and nostalgic. She remains quiet, patient in giving you a moment in your peace before she fulfills her duty. She canât help but notice how serene you look. Sevika canât stop herself from admiring you in your final moments, even when she knows she shouldnât. The tables could easily flip at any second.
And yet, they donât.
VampireHunter!Sevika who canât bring herself to do it without a proper fight. She releases your throat and grabs your chin, yanking you up to meet her eyes. âWhy arenât you fighting?â Sevika demands it as if sheâs owed an explanation. Like it matters. Her fingers are trembling like never before. She knows what she has to do, however, seeing you give up after so clearly enjoying life makes her heart ache.
Your lips quiver while fresh tears prick at the corners of your eyes. âI do not wish to be a monster,â you murmur.
Sevikaâs heart breaks for you at that moment. She knows there isnât any sort of cure for you, that youâre forever stuck like this until a stake is driven through your once-thundering heart, and yet she canât help but hesitate. Youâre not a monster, she thinks. Not in the ways that most would describe one. Youâre a victim of a horrible fate forced upon you by vampires without remorse. Something you didnât turn out to be.
âYouâre not a monster,â she finally whispers back, her voice thick with emotion. Sevikaâs grip on the wood tightens. Her other hand loosens around your face and soon slides around to thread through your hair. âBut I have to put an end to this.â
You feel as if sheâs just torn your heart from your chest and regifted it to you with a bow wrapped snug around it. Those words meant more than she could ever possibly understand. Your eyes stare up at her, vulnerable and glazed with tears.
As if sensing your inner turmoil, she caresses your cheek beneath her rough hands, so uncharacteristically gentle. Sevika leans down slowly, noses brushing together, eyes never wavering. Then her head tilts and your lips press together in a featherlight kiss. A silent goodbye shared between mortal enemies. It lasts longer than planned, Sevikaâs hand lingering on your face as the two of you melt into one another. When it finally ends, she doesnât stray far. She whispers your name against your lips.
You pull back only enough to meet her eyes again. You gaze into hers, two silver orbs admiring you despite everything. Even with the creature that you were cursed to be, she still seems to hold a sense of light just for you. If only it were enough. Your heart aches, wishing things could be different. âIn another life,â you whisper, your voice breaking as another tear glides down. âIn another life there are more kisses shared between us, my sweet human.â
Sevikaâs heart shatters completely at your plea. Sheâs torn between duty and compassion. She knows youâre right. In another life, she could have loved you. Sevika may have even been able to save you instead of hunting you. Maybe thereâs even a universe where the both of you are human, sharing sweet kisses and warm laughter together without a care in the world. âIn another life,â she echoes, her voice rasped with emotion. Her hand slides up to your face, fingers gently dancing across your skin as she caresses you like youâre something fragile. âIn another life Iâll find you.â She leans down, pressing her forehead firm against your own. âIâll love you properly.â Sevika pulls her head up to plant a kiss above your forehead.
You let out a strangled whimper between your tears as you close your eyes tightly. You try to savor the feeling of her hand on your face, her lips on your skin and her voice speaking so tenderly. When you open your eyes again, sheâs got her own tear. Just one, but it says enough.
VampireHunter!Sevika who flinches when you stare up at her with the stake against your heart. She clenches her jaw tight and forces her chin up as she breathes out through her nose. Her free hand slides from your cheek to your eyes, covering them as her jaw threatens to quiver. âClose your eyes. Donât look.â The words come out a bit harsher than intended, until a softer one whispers, âplease.â
VampireHunter!Sevika who absolutely crumbles the moment she finally drives the wood carved stake right through your heart. She slams her hands down on either side of your head while you slip away. A boisterous roar hurls out of her, breaking into a suffocating wail as she crashes down, forehead pushed down onto your own. You feel even colder than before somehow.
butch who begs so pretty when they're desperate. who starts out trying to be confident about it and ends up with their hands grabbing at me, voice cracking, "please mommy please i'll be so good please justâ" tilting my head. watching them fall apart trying to find the words. "please what, handsome? use your words properly." watching them try so hard to focus. "i know." finally. "i know. ask me one more time. nicely."
I adore complimenting strangers in public. Not even just in a gay way (althoughđ), but in a genuine girls girl way. Like hell yeah, girl. Your nails are beautiful. Your hair is stunning. I love your makeup. Youâre so prettyđ€
