Independent, private &selective "Vampire" Homura Akemi of the Puella Magi Madoka Magica series. Potential spoilers and NSFW ahead.

Trigger warnings for blood, horror, neck trauma, death, suicidal ideation etc will feature, follow with caution.

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Intentful (+Hitomi)

fanciullaverde:

       D-Dinner…? Suddenly the pieces started to fit together more and more. And suddenly she had reason to have had followed those instinctual urges to flee while she had the chance. Not that she could now. Though she knew a couple of things, dinner definitely didn’t involve the convenience store like she said.

       And that the dinner that Homura spoke of really involved her. That look in her eyes looking at her prey was looking straight at her. That little flicker she had seen, the lick of her lips, that was hunger in her eyes.

                             Her classmate was a vampire.

       The more Homura got closer to the green haired girl, the more she felt nervous. Each step followed with a step back in return. The quicker her heart was beating as she realized her surroundings. Her hand was the first thing to touch the wall, surprising enough. Before she realized that her whole back was to it.

       ”H-How—N-No…” She whimpers as she feels the wall against her back and suddenly all around her. Hitomi suddenly feels really claustrophobic. Especially when she notices that the girl hasn’t stopped in her tracks and that she was only getting closer to her. 

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      Even with her desires to flee now, they were immediately cut short by the girl’s eyes. Her stupid, pretty purple eyes that she can’t pull away from no matter how hard she tries. Her back is already pressed against the wall that was behind her. She tries screaming but nothing comes out, saying something and nothing comes out. 

      The only thing that comes out is a whimper and something else. “A-Akemi-san…” She starts pleading, hoping that maybe she would turn her attentions to another prey. 

     ”P-Please… A-Akemi-san…” She mumbles frighteningly, literally her last few words as her will feels weak against Homura’s eyes. She had felt allured by the new transfer student. And now she was more that allured, she was captivated, completely and totally by the long haired girl with the beautiful and sad eyes.     

          { † } Homura hadn’t underestimated how sharp Hitomi’s intelligence was, but she admitted that she wasn’t expecting the other to catch on this quickly. It was clear how her hungry air spoke louder than her fabricated excuse. Now that the fun game of cat-and-mouse drew to a close, Homura discarded her human nature in favour of predatory instinct.

                          Her prey was aware, frightened and helpless. Just how she liked it.

     As Hitomi’s back closed the gap between her and the wall, and her heartbeat amplified loud enough to pound against her own ears, the vampire knew that the human had realised exactly what situation she was in. Good.

     Homura’s ravenous eyes gleamed a fascinating glint of scarlet, the blood red hue devouring what once had been violet. Just to slam down any hope Hitomi had of getting out of this encounter alive, of course. The corner of her mouth flicked up into a faint smirk, and the whites of her teeth flashed under the dim glow of streetlights, revealing a slight glimpse of a fang.

     Honestly, the reason why she hadn’t just leapt on her already was because she was Hitomi. Often an unwitting factor of Sayaka’s despair in previous timelines. Taking her out of the picture was a sacrifice, but Homura was willing to make it.

                Besides, that blood was too tempting to even think about refusing. For a human, something of that quality and taste was certainly…rare. The dark Magical Girl couldn’t wait to get her fill of it.

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               "‘Please’, 'please’…please what? Tell me, Shizuki Hitomi…what do you think I am? What do you think I’m going to do?“

     Homura had reached the point where she could no longer advance any further, for she was literally close enough to press Hitomi’s body to the wall with her own. Cold hands snaked to the human’s shoulders, holding her still with a firm grasp. There was no escape, not anymore –Homura was not the one to offer mercy. If this was one step closer to saving Madoka, then so be it.

                                                 ”…You really should not have come out here tonight.“

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