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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Setback (+Clive)

younghungerbeast:

He was definitely enjoying every minute of this - it was fun, not to mention he’d even held back just a bit for fear of hurting her.

Of course, now that she’d told him to, he’d let go a bit more.

“If you’re sure,” he says with a grin, picking up his pace. Now he was getting excited, of course - and it isn’t long before, in his excitement, he unsheathes his claws.

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It isn’t often that one actually sees Clive’s claws unsheathed, since he uses them sparsely and quickly, but in the heat of the moment he let them out. Almost cat-like black claws push through the tips of his fingers and, letting out a snarl that is barely human, he rakes them across her front.

He realizes a split second later that his was a bad move.

           || { † } She felt the intensity of his contact rapidly increase with each breath, each strike, each attack. In turn, of course more of her own energy was being rather quickly used up in defence rather than hits, and it wouldn’t be long until she’d be able to physically feel the effects of herself wearing away. It hadn’t helped how she didn’t drink that much blood beforehand to keep her stamina constant enough…

      Homura sensed herself slowing. Her reaction time gained precious microseconds she would have been much better off without, which left flashes of time where she was open and vulnerable to attack– something a human or perhaps a lower Magical Girl wouldn’t have been able to detect, but clearly something that wasn't either of the two had the ability to.

     With her skill, it wasn’t too difficult to defend herself when vulnerable. Luckily, Clive always managed to go for her skimming the edges of these certain moments– whether that was her fortune or her finesse she didn’t know. Perhaps a mix. It was reasonable to go on assuming such; while she was cautious, she still had some remaining pride in her own power.

     … Though it was a spur of the moment, the mania that had quickly arisen from her prompting, where it appeared she was proven wrong about that.

     Homura’s eyes caught a blur of black before a sudden searing pain tore across her chest. It didn’t take her even a second to process what had happened. The claws, of course, how could she have forgotten…?! Perhaps the burn wouldn’t have been so painful if it had been anywhere else. But her chest

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           ❝ –  Agh –! ❞ A sound that was both a startled yelp and a growl swiftly escaped her throat as she fell to her knees. The girl drew a few shallow breaths. Stricken first, by this guy…  although he was a demon, it was still humiliating. 

           ❝ … This is nothing, really… but God
                   If you dare make jest, I will treat
                   you to a worse pain … ❞

     She spoke harshly, strained rasps catching her words. Homura winced and clutched at her slashed front, cold blood staining fingers as it continued to leak without wane. Granted, it had been quite some time since she’d last been subjected to such physical pain… It was tempting to transform and just heal the wound, but her magic was already almost at its limit. 

           ❝ … Tch. Well played, anyhow … ❞

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