I present to you /*…a vampire snippet. Yippee! Tough themes: character death, a little bit of blood- not descriptive, possessive and manipulative villain. Arguably not the worst, but worth mentioning :p
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“Hero, we need to-” Lover’s voice was cut off with a loud bang. Hero would have screamed if her ears hadn’t rang out first, but the sound was so loud that any and all processors went out the window.
In a daze, she looked behind her. What happened? What was that sound? Was it really Lover’s voice she heard? Where was he? Hero held her head to settle the swaying of her vision.
“I warned him.” The footsteps entering her room was what drew her attention to Lover.
A shrill gasp filled her ears. It was her. Her gasp. Lover’s body. Her tears. On his red chest.
My heart lurches for you, Hero. At all the crevices in your heart I know were caused by those you couldn’t save. At your shutdowns- the gazes you cast at the ground and the frequent stops for your favourite drinks when all you have otherwise is grief- when another life is lost. It’s all for a reason, you see? The deaths.
You don’t trust my motives; I don’t blame you. See it from my perspective, though, will you?
I love you.
I love you and I’m protecting you. I’m showing you what you’re capable of doing, what you’re not. You are no hero. You are not capable of heroism but I am capable of caring. So let me.
This is a gentle- a thoughtful- note, believe it or not. I am not a cruel man. My killing was never without reason.
"Looking on the bright side doesn't make the possibility of a darker one lessen." Villain twirled a butterfly knife in his hand as he sat on a short brick wall. He delighted at the ch-shing, ch-shing sounds of the metal clashing.
"Looking on the bright side will make you kinder," the hero argued, "and that benefits everyone."
Villain huffed. "Being kind is what brought me to villainy to begin with. When you're kind, people take advantage." This made Hero fall silent. "So what makes you think I still aspire to be kind?"
Hero flustered. "I- well, you...it's better. Being kind is better. You're capable of it," she said, "just as I am."
Chuckling to himself, Villain snapped the knife shut and looked at Hero in a cold amusement. "What a mighty argument you make." He hopped off the wall and began stalking towards Hero who was only steps away. She remained silent and her face betrayed no fear, but Villain could see it- could see how her chest bounced more frequently than when he'd been perched on the wall- when he'd been distanced.
"I suppose I could be kind," he whispered. His hand inched towards Hero's face and she sucked in a breath. "I could tell you how beautiful you are, how you make my heart flutter-"
"-you're lying."
"Can I not find you attractive?" He cocked his head to the side with a smirk.
With Villain's hand landing against her cheek, Hero squeaked. "You can. But I know you don't."
"Do you? I must not know myself then." He stroked her cheekbone.
Hero cleared her throat. "Why...why are you doing this?"
Once again, Villain laughed. "You said you wanted me to be kind, yeah? Well, I wanted to show you why kind isn't better- like you've expressed." He hummed before continuing. "It's manipulative. It's a betrayal." His hand fell to the back of Hero's neck, beneath the curtain of her hair. "So yes, I'm evil. I chose evil. I chose honesty." Villain dropped his hand, pulling his knife back up. He began to play with it again, admiring it for its sharp and cunning speed. "We are not the same, Hero. Not at all."
Villain’s lover finding out that villain is a villain?
You did something like this before and I really liked it lol
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Hiya! I definitely don’t remember doing something like this (maybe the love potion/spell story?), but I’d be happy to write this haha.
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Pacing in the kitchen, Lover bit her nails until her teeth met skin. A few fingertips bled and even then, she continued to chow down on the dead skin surrounding her short nails. She didn’t know what else to do with her hands; they were shaking, and they wouldn’t stop.
The news still played in the background. Lover considered time and time again to turn it off, but she couldn’t because moving on would be easier if she turned it off. This wasn’t something to be ignored. Not at all. But at the same time, when she deliberately thought of it, she nearly ripped her hair out.
Where was she supposed to go? She couldn’t just up and leave, could she? That was a mean thing to do and her- her husband was…Lover looked at the tv again. The same image was on the screen- blurred from a clip of action, but no less recognizable. The masked villain- now unmasked for the first time ever- was, without a doubt, Lover’s significant other. What would he do to her if she left?
But she was running out of time. She didn’t know that for sure, but if she were a villain- or hero, or anyone who needed to hide her identity- and her face was realized, she would haul ass back home, or- or anywhere where she wouldn’t be known. So, maybe Villain wouldn’t come home at all. Maybe her internal conflict was pointless for this very time being, but…if he did come home and she wasn’t gone, she’d be trapped. And if he did come home and she was gone, she’d be likely hunted. Right? Isn’t that what happened in the movies? Or books? Or…well, Lover hadn’t really seen this scenario if she was honest.
Lover liked to watch the ditzy princess movies. She even had a magazine subscription to “Royals Suggest…”, a collection of fashion statement clothing worn by royalty around the world, all too expensive for Lover to ever buy, but she enjoyed looking. This. This is what Lover knew; a bunch of too-expensive designer clothing brand names. She didn’t know what to do when her husband was a madman who destroyed cities just to listen to their screams. Or what to do when-
A door clicked open and Lover’s eyes went wide. She let her bloodied fingers drop to her sides, then thought better of it and hid them behind her back. Maybe she should have grabbed a knife.
Gonna tag @whatwhumpcomments like usual and also @emerqlds because she mentioned wanting to write about vampires. Figured I could share my experience! Thanks for the ask nonny!
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Vampires were supposed to be at the top of the food chain, were supposed to be the most feared. After all, they were stronger than a human on steroids. If this was all true, then why did Silia feel so unnerved right now?
Sili felt a tingle down her spine, which usually always meant something was nearby, specifically something with a heartbeat. So what was it? Because as she looked around, nothing was abnormal. Every painting was in its place, every piece of furniture looked untouched. Everything was as it should be.
A vampire's hearing wasn't as great as many thought. Although it did excell in comparison to humans', it wasn't as great as their sense of touch, hence why it was Silia's spine that tingled and not her ears. Either way, her senses were going completely haywire. She felt like she was being watched. Maybe she should go to a hospital.
Trying to shake the feeling, Sili made her way upstairs and sat on the mattress in her bedroom. It didn't take her long to begin her slight panic again, watching every wall, glancing back and forth between her bathroom (and bedroom) door, window, and wardrobe. Something was here. Something had to be or else her spine, and now chest, wouldn't be throbbing with a heart that wasn't hers. Her heart shouldn't have been beating. Why had it started to beat?
Silia was panicked enough that she actually took a breath to calm herself down. That was really all breathing did for her kind. Vampires didn't require the intake of any periodic tabled gas- a perk of being supernatural- but the feeling of temperatured air flowing through their body could be relaxing at times. It was...like a warm bath to them, only more effective, but seldom used due to how much it relaxed them. For once, though, it wasn't enough. Sili still felt her heart beating solidly in her chest and into her head. It was the strongest it ever beat before.
"Where are you?" she screamed, standing from her bed, casting looks every which way. "And what are you?"
The house remained silent, not a sign of an answer. Still her heart beat. Silia hated to admit to herself that she actually felt scared. How ridiculous- for a vampire to be frightened.
Without having to repeat her questions, her heart began to beat so harshly that her chest jolted with each beat and her lungs involuntarily filled in short bursts. Breathing wasn't a comfort when it was forced. Silia's back curved like a bow as she bent over, clutching her constantly rising and falling chest.
"I need a wife."
Sili collapsed to the ground as her heat finally stopped its throbbing. After all that, she had no desire to ever breathe again. "I have no interest in being yours."
Foot steps sounded to her right, by her bedroom door, until shoes and legs came into Silia's forward vision. They stopped there, taunting. She swallowed.
So vampires were still on the top of the food chain. It was only that the hierarchy was most feared amongst the vampires- rightfully.
Legs became knees in Sili's vision as the other vampire bent down to her level. Her shoulder shot up in a quick flinch. It'd been so long since she'd seen him- seen Grem.
"Ah, come now." He gripped her chin ever so lightly. Silia took a shuddering breath despite not wanting to. It was fully against her will. Not because she was so terrified- though she was- but because her will was this man's own. "Don't tell me you didn't miss having everything you ever wanted."
Silia ripped her head out from the prince's grasp. Yes, he was a prince. "You know this wasn't what I wanted." She never wanted to be a vampire.
"Feisty," Grem remarked. "You weren't so much that way before. Not at all." The prince smiled and gave a low laugh, nearly causing Silia to launch at him. "And you certainly weren't that way just moments ago when I played with your heart." He paused, taking a deep and pleasurable breath. "You said you wished to never breathe again."
"I thought it."
"There's hardly a difference. Your thoughts are more truthful than your spoken word."
"You're being unfair."
"Tell me, my dear," the prince said, "when have I ever been fair?" He grabbed Silia's chin for a second time, and she groaned, but didn't fight him. If this was how the prince wanted her, this was how he would have her. Sili knew that if she pulled away for another time, he would only make it so that she could never turn away again. "I'll make this easy for you. As the one who turned you, I have control of every physical aspect of your body. I can make it so that you never breathe again. Under the condition that you become my queen."
"Being with you would defeat the whole reason I don't want to breathe anymore." Her voice was breathy, just as she didn't want it to be. It was the prince's doing, no doubt.
"So it may." He turned her chin, admiring the way her eyes stayed locked with his own. "But I made you fall in love with me before. I could always do it again."
Silia wanted so desperately to get away from him, but it would only end with her losing any control of herself she had now. The prince was being kind in this moment, allowing Sili to have any free will. Still, she said, "I could never love you like I did then."
The prince rose a brow. "Oh, I think you could." Grem brought Sili's face closer to his own. "You see, before, I could only use my natural charms on your human heart. Now, though..." He trailed off, looking down at Silia's chest, to where her still heart laid beneath the surface.
"Please," she muttered, and squeezed her eyes shut. She could almost feel the organ beating just by thinking about it. "Please don't do this to me."
He shrugged, nose and lip twitching with indifference. "Why shouldn't I? It would be in my favour."
One beat of her heart caused her whole body to jolt with a gasp. Silia cried out, falling into the prince's chest. She placed a hand on his bent knee, trying to push herself back, but there was another thump in her chest and she fell forward all over again. It was such a foreign feeling anymore. As much as she hated being a vampire, she knew she could never be human again. With that said, her heart hadn't beaten since she was mortal. It frightened her, and sort of made her feel like she was being stabbed.
"The greatest thing about this, here, is that I'm not even harming you." And yet for a third time, the vampire prince lifted Silia's chin, only he let go of it when her cheek leaned on his shoulder and her eyes opened to watch him. He swiped a tear from her cheek. "You know you still love me, don't you?" He made her heart clench again. "I can't make you human," the prince told her, "but I can remind you of those human memories."
"Grem, please," Silia whispered, closing her eyes again as the prince's thumb dragged across her cheek for a second, then a third, time.
"You said before that you wished for an eternity with me."
Sili whimpered, already knowing what line he would deliver next. Her heart jumped again, sooner than what it should have- based on the slow rhythm before. She swallowed. "You can't do this. Please, Grem."
"Now I'm granting your wish."
Her heart beat at a human's pace, and in that she developed a regular breathing pattern. Being pressed against the prince's like this only added to her revival of memories. Every moment she spent with Grem before becoming a vampire herself flashed across her mind, allowing her to relive it all.
"I've asked this before...but Silia?" Her heart stopped as she looked at her prince. "Will you be my queen?"
Nodding with the greatest grin she could give, Sili said simply, "Yes, for eternity."
"Tell me that it meant something," Hero begged. "Tell me that it meant anything. Please."
"I never imagined that you, the great and strong Hero of City," Villain said largely, throwing his arms out extravagantly, "would be so heartbroken about a petty little act."
"Love isn't something to take lightly and you're a complete ass to pretend it was."
Villain whispered, "Lucky for me, it was my exact intention to hurt you."
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