#If only y'all knew some of the conversations we've had about Maia meeting this Quinn

[penncilkid]

Hello all and welcome to: WIP Wednesday!

*insert fanfare here /lh*

After seeing a similar idea expressed by my dear friend Pluto, I decided I'd be making WIP Wednesday into a source of self-contained motivation! "PK, isn't that what WIP Wednesday has always been?" Listen, let my brain conceptualize it how I need (/lh). But this is the first of (hopefully) many weeks where I'll be getting my ass writing something— Whether it's a page or a few sentences.

On today's docket: Bites n Bruises (aka what happens when you ship two Darlins)

Maia couldn’t help but stare up at the vampire before her. She’d always found him alluring in his own way. It was something she found difficult to put to words. Whenever Quinn approached her, he had this air to him. As if he was commanding a space the second he walked in. And if he deigned to speak to her? Resisting the temptation to respond was impossible.  It was a thrilling sensation. One that always brought a smile to Maia’s face.

Had an idea sparked by the many ramble sessions me and @mr-laveau have shared (and subjected @cashandprizes to), and I live to share spread my sickness (/pos). The focus will be on Maia's perspective of Quinn prior to him attacking her, which is something I enjoy exploring given how different she reacts compared to her prime storyline counterpart. If I were to describe the intended vibe of this fic, it'd be "blissfully unaware circled prey". Ironic for a Darlin, isn't it?

[Bonus for anyone interested: The current placeholder title for this fic is Songbird's Snare]