#mirco

[minew01]

[babyfamgs]

MIRCO VLADIMOFF x mortal reader

Character: Mirco Vladimoff X fem! mortal reader

Summary: First meetings with Mirco and a public statement

Your life is the definition of normal: you go to school and are in your final year, your grades aren't the best, but you don't have any problems with your teachers, and you have friends with whom you enjoy your free time and make plans for the weekend. Everything is normal until it isn't.

Normally the hairs on the back of your neck stand up when you feel watched, you had no idea that Mirco Vladimoff had his sights on you.

It was all sudden, the arrival of the mysterious boy who had everyone at your school talking about him, and also the way Mirco let it be known that he had his eye on you, saying: "You, you are the girl with whom I will spend the rest of my eternity."

It was a public declaration, and you had to quickly flee from the stares watching you. From the first time you saw Mirco, you fell in love with him. The boy was handsome and mysterious, but you had no idea that at some point he would notice your presence among the group of goth girls who used to see him at school: pale, emotional women who seemed like Mirco fans.

When Mirco found you after you ran away, all you could ask was, "why?" “why would he do that in front of everyone, especially at school?” Then he repeated his statement, and you laughed, not believing what he was saying, but you gave him credit for his passionate way of speaking: Eternity?

Then Mirco showed his fangs and everything stopped being a joke for you. You had to move away as if his hands that held you close (Icy, strong hands) It's as if they're starting to burn your skin, fear beginning to eat away at your skin from something you still can't understand: ¿Vampires? That couldn't be possible.

So you tried to talk about it with your friends, but you were labeled as a fantasist: imagining things with the new student. However, you told the truth, and no one seemed to believe you. Mirco was only amused by your attempt to ask for help and be heard; he already knew that none of it would work, since he knows how mortals think.

You stopped talking about vampires, you decided to keep quiet and avoid everyone, more out of annoyance at not being heard, but you didn't imagine that you would run into Mirco much more than before: sitting at your table in the cafeteria, accompanying you with your classwork and a strange feeling that you were being followed when you returned home later in the afternoons and you were sure it was Mirco.

"You don't have to follow me. I don't know what you want from me. I won't talk about vampires again, I promise"

"I told you you're the girl I'll spend the rest of my eternity with. You're the girl I'll always adore, my destined mate."

[rainyandclouds]

I NEED someone to write "x reader" stuff about this man pleaaase 🙏🏻

[restinthewest]

The joy of watching gsd friends doing gsd things

[raitnam]

Mirco and Lusia✨

Chica vampire

[connoisseurofmantits]

Found this image and I just wanna give a itty-bitty sabretooth a giant steak an watch him go crazy

[hello-tomorrow]

Under the mistletoe law

[wylanlupin]

february 1st | Wolfstar | 2 am | word count: 325 | @taylorswiftmicrofic

Remus couldn’t sleep well, too nervous to close his eyes, and just lay there in silence. He looked up at the clock, sighing in frustration seeing it was only 2 am.

He straightened himself up to lean on the headboard and looked over at his partner. Sirius was lying on his front, naked shoulders on display.

The memory of the night they just had, coming back and putting a smirk on his face. Sirius tried their best to tire him out so that he could sleep, but sadly it didn’t work exactly as planned.

But at least Sirius was dead to the world and got the rest they so desperately deserved. Remus had a big presentation coming up at work and had been restless the entire week already.

He heard muffled whines, quickly turning into louder screams. Remus got up fast, so Sirius wouldn’t wake. He left a small kiss on their pale shoulders and left the room.

Their daughter, almost a year old now, cried out of her full chest when Remus entered the room. He picked her up and carried her across the room. Swinging back and forth to lull her back to sleep.

When that didn’t work he just decided to take her to their bedroom and sat back down. She looked at him with the same stormy grey eyes as her Paddy and rested her head on Remus’ chest.

“I can’t sleep either,” he whispered into her dark brown-ish curls. He looked over at Sirius, still sleeping like a baby themselves. Their long black curls scattered around their head, and the blanket even further down than it was before, exposing their entire naked back.

Remus felt the love he felt for his family blooming in his chest, his heart beating so fast he feared it would break out and lay itself in front of its owners, his beautiful daughter, and the love of his life.