#Juliette Fairmont x reader

[l8rs-gat0rs]

A Vampire Romcom

Pairing: Juliette Fairmont x AFAB!reader

Warnings(s): Pining, Smutty smut smut, lowkey a bit of angst and fluff at the end, *kinda* slow burn, Vampire stuff (blood sucking, blood lust, etc.), some y/n use, ONE POV change to Juliette, Juliette being a big fat Lesbian and attempting to flirt :)

Summary: You're a transfer student at Lancaster academy and you bump into a cute girl, what are the odds she's also a cute Vampire?

(Edit) DISCLAIMER: An anon has brought up that In the show, Juliette is canonically 16, and the fact that it says "Minors DNI". I know that she is 16 In the show, but in this fan fiction Juliette and the reader are in their senior year which would make them both 18 (or 19 in some circumstances). Also, ofc I'm not gonna go hunting after you for interacting with my post if you are a minor, but I have to put the disclaimer.

Word count: 4.2k

I'm back baybeeee!!! My summer was so busy and fun I didn't really have motivation to write but now it's back to uni and we are ignoring being homesick and all of our stress and problems by writing😎 Also, I know, I know about the requests, I'm working on them right after I finish that captain Marvel smut I was talking about (it's almost done dw) My brain won't let me work on requests until I finish my own ideas cuz it's weird like that lmao. Anyways I hope at least some of you enjoy this one and the next while you wait for your fics. I am terribly sorry about making you wait <3

~~~~18+ minors DNI~~~~

You walked into Lancaster Academy and looked around.

It wasn't too bad compared to the other schools you've been to. It was actually quite nice if you were being honest, it felt more like a college campus than a high school.

You followed signs that pointed you to the main office. Classes had already started a month ago, but since you had just moved to Savannah, here you were, joining one month late, much to your perturbation.

You tried to convince your parents to let you skip the year and join the next one but, of course, they had absolutely shut that idea down.

Well, it was worth a shot.

You walked into the office and were greeted by the classic: an old lady with curly hair and glasses sitting at the desk.

"Hello, dear, how can I help you?" She smiled kindly at you.

"Hi, uh, I'm supposed to talk to Principal Waters? My name is y/n l/n, I just transferred here."

"Oh, yes! Miss l/n, you can go in, he's in there." She directed you.

You said "Thank you", giving her a small smile before walking into the principal's office.

When you walked in, he looked up and recognition filled his face.

"Ah, y/n, welcome! Please, sit." He gestured to one of the seats in front of his desk.

"Thanks." You said as you sat down, Principal Waters mirroring your action.

"So, today is your first day of classes. Here is your schedule, some information about clubs and whatnot, and lastly your gym uniform, which your parents already paid for." He handed you the things as he listed them off to you.

You organized them in your hands and nodded.

"Would you like me to give you a tour of the school and show you where your classes are?" He asked you.

Your eyes widened at his question.

"Oh, no no! That won't be necessary, I can find my way around." You quickly responded, shaking your free hand in the air in front of you in a waving motion.

He chuckled at your quick response.

"Alright, I get it. Well, your first class will start soon, so you should get a move on. Welcome to Lancaster Academy, y/n." Principal Waters smiled as you both stood up.

"Thanks." You shot him a crooked smile before leaving his office and subsequently the main office.

However as you were leaving the main office, you bumped into someone, dropping all of the papers and your gym uniform Principal Waters had given you.

"Oh, shit! I'm so sorry!" A voice said as both of you dropped down to pick up your stuff.

"No, it's okay, I wasn't looking where I was..." Your voice trailed off as you grabbed your things and looked up, meeting eyes with the girl you had bumped into.

"...going." You finished.

Holy shit she was cute.

She gave you a small smile as she handed you your gym uniform and schedule.

The two of you stood up and you awkwardly adjusted your backpack strap.

"U-um, are you new here? I've never seen you around." The other girl asked you sheepishly.

"Uh yeah, actually, I just transferred in today, I moved here recently." You responded, taking in her gorgeous blue eyes.

"Oh, cool, cool...Can I see your schedule? I mean, if you don't mind." She added quickly.

You smiled at her, oh she was absolutely adorable.

"Sure, here you go." You handed her your schedule.

She scanned over it before looking back at you.

"Oh, you're actually in my English class! I was just heading over, I mean, if you want to come with." She added nervously.

You smiled brightly at her.

"Oh, of course, it's not like I know the building anyway." You chuckled.

"Well, I could show you where all your classes are... I mean if you wanted me to, obviously!" She quickly added again, her eyes widening.

"Yeah, sure, that wouldn't be too bad, thanks." You smiled.

This was way better than Principal Waters showing you around.

She returned the action, melting your heart with her own smile.

"Alright, shall we head over?" You asked.

"Oh! Yeah, let's go." She said, starting to walk towards the classroom.

As you walked alongside her, you looked over to see her fiddling with her fingers and looking anywhere but at you. She was nervous.

"So… you gonna tell me your name or what?" You smirked as you spoke up.

Her eyes widened as she lifted her head to look at you.

"Oh, shit! I'm so sorry, I'm Juliette, what's your name?" She asked.

"Y/n." You responded with a relaxed smile.

"Y/n..." She repeated softly with a smile.

You would be lying if you said your heart didn't race at how delicious your name sounded coming from her mouth.

"You have a pretty name." You said as the two of you finally reached your classroom.

She blushed and looked down.

"Thanks, I really like yours, too." She smiled.

"Well, after you,” Juliette said, gesturing for you to walk through the door first.

"Why, thank you, madame." You thanked her with a slight bow, causing her to let out a giggle that was like music to your ears.

You grinned widely as you walked past her. You looked around the room in search of an open seat but pretty much all of them were taken.

"Um, you can sit next to me… if you want?" Juliette said shyly, slowly making her way over to her seat in case you wanted to follow.

"Sure." You smiled, following her to her desk.

You sat down, keeping your backpack on the floor next to you and taking your notebook out.

Right as you did, Mr. Porter, your English teacher, walked in. You were slightly disappointed you didn't get the chance to talk to Juliette more.

"Alright, class, good morning." He said as he quickly entered the room and set his things down on the desk.

He then stood in front of his desk and leaned on it, clapping his hands together before speaking.

"Before we begin, I have a little announcement."

Oh god, here we go.

You hid your head in your hands.

"As most of you might have noticed, we have a new student joining us. Would you like to introduce yourself?” he gestured to you.

Isn’t this high school? Nobody introduces new students these days!

Regardless, you stood up, much to your embarrassment.

You looked back over at Juliette, who gave you an encouraging, starry-eyed smile before you started speaking.

"Um, alright… hey guys, my name is y/n. Great to be here, I guess…" You muttered before sitting down, successfully earning a few laughs and snickers from your classmates, including an adorable giggle from Juliette at your poor attempt at a joke.

You smiled to yourself as Mr. Porter begrudgingly accepted your introduction.

He moved on to the lesson and you felt Juliette's eyes burning holes into your skin.

When you looked over at her though, she quickly looked away and you saw the tinge of red that coated her cheeks.

You smiled as you tried to pay attention to the lesson, but all that was on your mind was Juliette next to you.

You looked over at her and your small smile disappeared as you saw her head in her hands. She closed her eyes tightly and you could see her chest rising and falling quicker than normal. You put your arm around the back of her chair and leaned in to whisper into her ear.

"Hey, are you okay?" You asked, concern laced in your voice.

You pulled back a little, but not too much, as her head shot up and displayed her wide eyes and heavy red blush.

Your faces were close and you noticed her looking at your lips before she answered with a nod.

"Yeah, I just get bad migraines sometimes." She whispered back before reaching into her bag and grabbing a container of red pills, popping two into her mouth and swallowing.

You leaned back in your chair and watched her reaction. It seemed to imply instant relief, mixed with a bit of euphoria, as she closed her eyes and her heavy breathing gradually slowed down before she opened her eyes to look back at you with an uneasy smile.

Now it was your turn to be flustered. You quickly looked away, feeling your face heat up.

Holy shit, how could someone look hot just taking pills?!

For the rest of class, you tried not to look at Juliette too much, in fear of her noticing your bashfulness if it had returned, completely forgetting about how strange it was that the pills had worked instantly.

When the bell rang you quickly put your things in your bag and got up from your seat.

"Well, I got pre-calc right now, I noticed we passed the room earlier actually, so I guess I'll see you around?" You cocked your head at Juliette.

"Yeah, yeah, for sure! Um- I'm pretty sure we have lunch together, too, so I'll see you later I guess." She let out a nervous laugh, gripping her backpack straps.

Your eyes light up as you answer her, "Okay, great! Then I'll definitely see you later." You winked at her before quickly leaving the classroom.

The two other classes you had before lunch went pretty well. Surprisingly, you managed to make some friends who also had the same lunch period as you. You smiled as you walked to lunch with them, enjoying the mindless chatter going on between the lot of you, feeling a sense of normalcy for the first time since you moved to Savannah.

~~~Juliette's POV~~~

"WHAT?! YOU ACTUALLY TALKED TO HER?!" Ben screamed.

"Shhhhh! Keep your voice down!" Juliette ducked her head down and glanced around the lunch room, looking for any sign of you.

"Well, you can't blame me! You never talk to any of your crushes, you usually spend weeks trying to talk to them." Ben chuckled. Juliette however, cringed at the thought.

"Well, I was kind of thrown right into it, she bumped into me coming out of Principal Waters' office.” Juliette folded her arms.

"Woah, bitch, you had a whole rom-com moment!" Ben said excitedly.

"What? No..." Juliette blushed intensely.

"I don't even know if she likes girls, or if she likes me, for that matter..." Juliette confessed.

"Girl... does that girl seem straight to you?" Ben looks at Juliette pointedly, causing her to laugh.

"Hey, you can't judge a book by its cover." Juliette shrugged and played with her food, not actually eating it.

She was a prime example of that saying, she thought, with a feeling of guilt.

"I guess..." Ben shrugged.

"Hey, isn't that her?"

Juliette's head whipped around, her heart racing fast as she looked around to see your face.

She heard Ben laugh loudly behind her and she slapped his arm as her face turned red for probably the seventh time today.

"You suck." She rolled her eyes, a small smile teasing at her lips.

~~~Your POV~~~

You walked into the cafeteria with your friends and immediately looked around, trying to spot Juliette.

You spotted her facing a boy with his head thrown back in a fit of laughter.

You excused yourself from your friends for a moment, promising to find them in a bit, and made your way over to Juliette and the boy, causing the boy to perk up when he noticed you.

"Now she's actually here," Ben said as you approached them.

"I'm not falling for that again." Juliette said, crossing her arms.

"Falling for what?" You said, causing Juliette to jump up in surprise and turn around to look up at you quickly.

"Oh, y/n! You're here!" Juliette said, her voice cracking a bit and her face red from her seemingly constant blush.

"Yes, I am." You chuckled and sat down next to her.

"Um, y/n, this is my best friend since childhood, Ben." Juliette introduced you to the boy sitting across from her.

"Ah, nice to meet you." You greeted him with a smile.

"Nice to meet you, too, I've heard a lot about you from Juliette over here," Ben said, smirking.

You caught Juliette giving him a death glare before turning to you and chuckling nervously.

"He's just joking, I talked about you a normal amount." Juliette quickly clarified.

"Hey, I'm not complaining! It's nice to be remembered." You said with a smile.

"How could anyone ever forget you?" Juliette said softly, causing your heart to race.

You felt your face heat up and you looked down with a smile before looking back into Juliette's eyes.

"That's very sweet, thank you." You expressed genuinely.

Juliette blushed heavily and mumbled "It's no problem…" before looking at Ben who seemed to be trying to wordlessly tell her something.

"Oh! Uh, there's this party tonight at Noah Harrington's house. I'm going to be there with Ben… if you wanna come, too?" Juliette asked hesitantly.

You think about it for a moment before responding.

"Sure, why not?" You say, smiling as Juliette's eyes light up, with Ben silently celebrating in the background.

What a great wingman you thought to yourself.

"Alright, I made some friends today and I promised I would sit with them, so sadly I've got to go, but I guess I'll see you guys at the party tonight?" You said as you got up from the table.

"Yeah, definitely!" Juliette said, nodding.

"It was nice to meet you, Ben!" You said, nodding at the boy.

"You too!" He said with a smile.

As you walked away from the table you heard Ben speak up when you were a considerable distance away.

"You wanna fuck her so bad it makes you look stupid." He laughed.

"Ben shut up!" You heard Juliette yell, causing you to chuckle to yourself.

•••

When you arrived at the party you went to get a drink right away before looking for Juliette and Ben.

You finished half of your semi-full cup before finding Juliette and Ben talking to each other with smiles on their faces.

Juliette looked adorable in a semi-short, casual form-fitting dress, and platform boots.

You make your way towards them and catch Ben's eye.

"Oh, y/n, hey!" Ben greets you.

Juliette turns around as you wave at Ben.

"Hey guys, what's up?" You smiled at both of them.

"Hey, you actually came!" Juliette said.

"Of course I did, why wouldn't I?" You asked her.

"I don't know actually..." She said sheepishly.

You laughed a bit before speaking again.

"There could’ve been a multitude of reasons why I wouldn't have come, actually, but I wouldn't leave you hanging, of course." You nudged her with your elbow gently, causing her to blush.

"Well, ladies, I think I spot a cute boy over there, so it's time for me to go work my magic." Ben said, wiggling his eyebrows and hips.

"Oh god,” Juliette said, chuckling.

"Woooo go Ben!" You cheered as he bowed and made his way over to the boy.

"Well, that's Ben for ‘ya." Juliette giggled causing your heart to soar.

"So... how are you liking Savannah so far?" Juliette asked, watching you take a swig of your drink.

"Hmm, I miss home obviously, but it's not too bad here. I've met some pretty cool people…" You winked at her.

A light blush seemed to coat her skin for the millionth time since you met her. It was endearing.

You suddenly felt a burst of courage. You couldn't tell if it was from the alcohol, or if you just couldn't take it any longer, but you chugged the rest of your drink and grabbed Juliette's hand, causing her to let out a little surprised yelp.

You quickly guided her through the party into a closet and pushed her inside, closing the door behind the two of you.

"Y/n, what-"

You cut Juliette off by pressing your lips to hers.

The kiss was full of passion as well as a bit of hunger and desperation.

Your hands cupped her face, feeling heat radiating from her cheeks.

You pulled away for air, your forehead pressed against Juliette's. The space didn't last long though, because Juliette pressed her lips back against yours, her body pushing your back up against the door.

"Jules..." You gasped lightly in between her breathtaking hungry kisses.

"Fuck, say my name again." Juliette groaned.

You grabbed her waist, flipping the two of you around and pushing her up against the door.

"Juliette." You whispered into her neck, starting to leave open-mouthed kisses on her neck.

She moaned, her back arching, causing her to push her body up into yours.

You had no clue how you were doing this in nearly complete darkness, with only a sliver of light coming through the closet; there was just enough light for you to make out Juliette's face. You didn't care, though.

All you could focus on was the fact that Juliette's hands were running all over your body, squeezing your ass and pulling you up against her.

Your hands, which rested on her hips, started to move downwards, squeezing her ass, earning a loud moan from Juliette.

"Shhhhh, we don't want anyone to hear us in here." You chuckled into her neck as you slipped one of your hands under her dress.

She whimpered lightly as you teased her, feeling her wetness soaking through her underwear.

"All this for me?" You pulled back from her neck and asked her teasingly, applying pressure to her core through the soaked fabric.

She gasped out, and maybe it was a trick of the light, but you could swear she had fangs.

You continued teasing at her core, gently applying pressure.

"Fuck, stop teasing." Juliette hissed.

"What if I don't feel like it?" You smirked.

"I swear to-"

You cut her off by pressing your lips to hers as soon as you quickly pulled her underwear down and plunged two of your fingers into her.

You swallowed her loud moans and smiled against her lips.

You slowly thrust your fingers in and out of her as you moved your kisses down her jaw and back up to her neck. You felt wetness rushing to your core as you listened to her moans and whimpers in your ear, feeling her breath hot against your already warm skin.

You used your knee to spread her legs apart a bit more, and your fingers sank deeper into her.

You could tell she was struggling to keep quiet as you sucked at the skin on her neck, definitely leaving a mark as your fingers moved at a steady pace.

Your free hand that held onto her hip snaked up her body under her dress, pulling it up along with your hand. You let out a shaky breath as you finally reached her breasts, slipping underneath her bra and slowly running your thumb over her nipple as you squeezed her breast lightly.

You felt her head fall against your shoulder as she breathed heavily, her body seemingly shaking as you added another finger and curled all of the digits inside her.

"You smell… so good…" She panted, and you felt her warm tongue lick the side of your neck.

You felt her hands that were gripping onto your jacket for dear life loosen a bit as one of her hands snaked its way into your pants and underwear, her fingers collecting your wetness.

"Juliette," You moaned her name into her neck, the pace of your own fingers inside her faltering as pleasure wracked your body.

"Shhhhh," She cooed.

Suddenly stars exploded in your eyes as you felt what you could only describe as her biting your neck as she plunged three of her fingers into you.

The pain of the bite, and sudden stretch of her fingers, lasted only a second before it morphed into pleasure.

She moaned against your neck as you felt a euphoric sensation, your head feeling a little light.

You groaned, resuming a quicker pace with your fingers, Juliette matching yours with her own fingers.

You dropped your hand from her breast and went back to holding onto Juliette's hip, this time for your own stability.

She pulled her head away from your neck and threw her head back at the same time as you, both of you quickening the pace of your fingers.

The heady, dizzy feeling left after a couple of seconds, leaving you feeling a bit confused, but yet again, you ignored it, focusing solely on the pleasure.

The closet was filled with heavy pants and breaths as the two of you worked your fingers inside each other.

You felt Juliette grab your face and bring her lips to yours.

You tasted something metallic as she pushed her tongue into your mouth.

"Jules are you-"

"Shhhh wait... I- I'm so close," She moaned.

And she was, you felt her walls clenching around her fingers, causing your own climax to grow nearer.

"I want you to cum with me." Juliette panted.

You nodded, your eyes struggling to focus on her face in the darkness, and your brain struggling to form any words through the haze.

Juliette quickened the pace of her fingers and curled them inside you just as you did earlier. You moaned and bit your lip hard, mirroring her actions.

"I'm g-gonna cum." You called out in a hushed tone, afraid of someone on the outside hearing you.

"Do it, cum with me, baby." Juliette responded breathily.

Her words pushed you over the edge, the two of you simultaneously coming undone.

Your legs shook as both of you stilled your fingers but still kept them inside each other, while Juliette leaned her back against the door and you leaned against her for support.

As the high from your orgasm wore away and you listened to both of your heavy breaths, you held Juliette, who felt so right in your arms.

Suddenly you remembered the taste in her mouth from earlier.

"Wait, Jules, were you bleeding or something earlier?" You asked her worriedly.

"Wh-what? No?" She said quickly, and now that your eyes had adjusted once more in the darkness of the closet, you could see her eyes widened.

"Are you sure? I tasted-"

"I'm a vampire." She said quickly.

The silence was deafening as you slowly stood back from her.

“Wait! Let me explain!" She burst out.

"Okay..." You said cautiously.

You saw her shuffle a little bit before finding the light switch and flicking it on.

You both blinked a couple of times before your eyes adjusted to the light.

"Okay, so..." She sighed heavily before continuing.

"Like I said, I'm a vampire. And, that blood you tasted... that was… your blood." Her face cringed.

You slapped your hand over your neck, your eyes widening.

"I knew I felt you bite me! Wait..." A confused expression dawned on your face as you tried to feel for the bite mark.

"The bite mark disappears. I'm... a different kind of vampire." She confessed. You heard a bit of guilt in her voice.

"You didn't drain me..." You said, confusion lacing your voice.

Her eyes widened once again, "I would never drain you, I would never drain anyone! I don't kill." She said firmly.

"I don't want to hurt people, and I would never ever hurt you." She continued sincerely, putting her hand on her chest.

"Then why did you bite me?" You asked her, your heart racing.

"I- I couldn't control myself, it's just..." She looked down for a second trying to collect herself before her eyes met yours again.

"I have heightened senses so, I could smell your arousal and your blood racing through your veins, I could hear your heart beating fast. My… bloodlust has been out of control recently." She cringed at the word bloodlust.

"My family is part of a long line of vampires called Legacy Vampires. We're day walkers. After my 16th birthday, everything started getting worse, and my family started pressuring me to have my first kill. That's the only way to stop everything from getting even worse. But I don't want to kill anyone! That's why you've seen me taking those pills. They help me, but… it's starting to not be enough." She looked away from you once again.

You felt your heart sink. Juliette clearly didn't want to hurt anyone, but she was struggling to fight against her own nature because of that.

You moved closer to her, wrapping your arms around her and hugging her tightly, seemingly catching her by surprise.

"What-"

“I'm sorry you have to go through this, Juliette," You said, holding onto her and closing your eyes, taking in the smell of her shampoo.

"You're not a monster. And I don't care that you bit me. You didn't choose to be a vampire." You affirmed.

You felt her body slightly tremble against you and you pulled away from her, but still kept your arms around her.

Tears were steadily falling from her eyes as her bottom lip trembled.

"Thank you. That is honestly the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me. I thought you would hate me forever after this and be disgusted."

"Never. How could I ever hate you? Much less disgusted by your adorable self?" You smiled lightly, wiping the tears from her cheeks with your thumbs.

She let out a broken noise that was between a sob and a laugh as she smiled, holding onto your hands. You kissed her softly as you cupped her face in your hands, your heart fluttering in your chest.

“What do you say we get out of this closet, ditch this party, and go somewhere? Just the two of us." You asked her.

"I'd like that." Juliette said softly.

"Then it's a date." You smiled.

[out-of-luck-and-minorly-stuck]

Half Alive || Elinor Fairmont x OC

fem!Original Character x elinor fairmont [Alternate Universe]

There was once a girl who lived. A peasant, if you will, or so she thought she was. No one knew her parents, even her. But someone was nice enough to offer her a place to stay, a place that she could call her home. And ever since she was a kid, she had lived there and was given the name "Amelia".

Her life was normal, in the beginning. But as she turned fifteen, she had been getting some weird nightmares about this demonic-looking creature, a creature that's thirsty for blood and horror. She haven't slept for days, and days went weeks, and eventually, weeks went to months. She could take dreamless naps, but that's just it.

Tired, on her 19th birthday, she decided to go to the woods. Something had caught her eye that night. There was a womanly figure. It was dark, quiet. Which made things even worse. Her eyes stared at the figure, confused.

"Who are you?" She shakingly said.

"Oh, my dearest, Amelia. I’ve been waiting for you." the unknown woman said. She could hear a smirk in the voice behind that dark shadow.

"W-What?" A hind of confusion was evident on her voice.

"Your father betrayed me. I did what I had to do. And now, I’m going to do the same to you" Then the woman laughed wickedly at the shaken girl.

"I-I don't even know my own father! Who are you?!"

“A monster, as some of you, mortals would like to call it" She answered, slowly revealing herself under the moonlight, making her visible. She had this wicked grin on her face.

Amelia’s eyes widen in horror as she realized who the blonde woman was. It was one of the creature in her dream. Fangs, Claws, Superhuman Strength, what else?!

"Y-You're the creature in my dreams! Ple-please don't hurt me"

"That depends, my darling. What benefit would that give me? What can you offer, darling?"

The girl’s breath hitched, daring to think of a good answer that can potentially help her survive this. A slight pause surfaced between her and the womanly creature, her waiting for your answer.

"My loyalty..." the girl whispered, hoping it would be enough.

"Hmmm... I see. What else?" The woman smirked.

"You can do whatever you want with me, as long as I can live!" The girl cried out desperately, whimpering on her knees.

The woman hummed, surprised by the girl’s scared uttered words. Her brows raised, smirking in confusion.

"I'm surprised… You still haven't attacked me with your freaky powers yet" Her words stuck Amelie like a bold of lightning, leaving her with a grim, but perplexed look on your face.

"My pow- what?"

"Oh, babygirl. You are one of the descendants of the first monster hunter… So, they really haven't told you anything, have they?" She pouted sarcastically, her frame walking towards Amelia a little closer than they once were before.

"No..." the brunette girl looked down on the ground, but she felt a sudden hand on her chin forcing her to look up at the woman’s face.

The woman was indeed gorgeous. Especially those stricken red eyes that glows so vividly like blood, Amelia found herself drawn to them.

"I suppose, I could teach you a trick or two" The woman’s lips formed into a devilish smirk, looking down at the vulnerable brunette.

"Really?" Amelia’s eyes widened in hope. 

"Certainly, and I could also offer you something in return" The hand that was once on Amelia left from her chin. The woman leaned back, turned her heel and slowly walked towards the opposite of her, the sound of her heels clanking against the stone concrete.

"Okay..." Amelie nodded, her eyes looked at the woman in desperation.

"Immortality" Then the woman looked back at her, swiftly attacked her neck like a hawk, fangs deepening. 

Not so long after, she had learned that the woman was named as Elinor Fairmont. She found herself slowly drawn to the woman who made her her.

[drurrito]

OMG!! Alright. What about a fic where reader and Elinor are exes and while Elinor was the one who broke things off she’s mad that reader is back in town and has moved on from her apparently. Reader is a vampire too btw!

-🦕

sorry this took so long…I was…in the shower…

Games

a/n: pour one out for First Kill 🥲

pairings: Elinor Fairmont x Reader

warnings: alcohol, blood, a hint of angst

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Elinor stumbles through the back door of her favorite bar into an alley. The girl in her arms squirms and giggles as she’s pressed up against the cool brick wall.

“You’re so pretty,” the girl swoons. She’s very drunk, Elinor pretends to be just as sloshed.

“I know,” Elinor laughs, she kisses the girl sweetly and runs a thumb across her bottom lip.

“I don’t think this is your color, doll,” Elinor pretends to pout, “red might be, though.” The girl doesn’t have a chance to react before Elinor sinks her fangs into her pulsepoint. She’s so precise when she feeds, her eyes close and she hums into the poor girl’s neck while the blood rushes into her mouth.

“Get a room, we were here first,” Elinor pulls away from her victim in a haste and looks for the threat, she finds you instead.

You’re busy with a girl in your arms as well, she’s not looking so good. 

“Y/n,” Elinor straightens up, limp body still in her arms.

“Elinor,” you tip your head in her direction and she scoffs, “don’t mind me, just having a snack.”

“Here? Of all places?” She drops the girl in her arms and steps closer to you.

“My little cousin got her first kill, ceremony’s tomorrow,” you set down your victim too, “I also wanted to see that look on your face,” you flash your shit eating grin and Elinor can feel steam coming out of her ears. It’s been over a year-and-a-half since she broke up with you. She hasn’t seen you since. You look good, there’s no denying that. But you also look happy and that irks her to her core. 

“Going out of your way to find me at my hunting grounds seems a lot like fan-behavior,” Elinor tilts her head with a smirk, “miss me much?”

“Actually, I was meeting someone.”

“And who might that be?” 

“Some girl,” you shrug, “she looked cute enough on her profile. She’s calling an Uber out front, figured I feed now so I don’t accidentally rip her throat out when I bring her back to my hotel room.”

“So, you’re a lady killer in every sense of the word,” Elinor narrows her eyes at you, “cute.”

You just laugh while she rolls her eyes.

“Well, this was fun,” you tease, posing your victim next to a few empty bottles, “until next time, Elinor.”

You walk off towards a pair of headlights before Elinor can retort. She lets out a long huff and takes care of her victim before stomping back inside the bar.

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The ceremony was already buzzing by the time Elinor arrived.

Juliette sees you before she does and tugs on Elinor’s arm, “isn’t that-”

“Don’t,” Elinor bites, “I need a drink first.”

“I didn’t know she was back in town.”

“Neither did I,” Elinor says with a growl. She doesn’t make a move to approach you. She watches how you bounce around the guests like a new life was breathed into you. It seems like you’ve been getting on just fine after the break up.

“You’re not gonna talk to her?” Juliette’s brows furrow in concern.

“What’s there to talk about? I ended things with her and that’s that,” Elinor says with a shrug and grabs her clutch purse. She makes her way towards the bar and orders the strongest drink her brain could conjure up.

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The ceremony is just as boring as Elinor anticipated. The only reason why she looked like she was paying attention was because she didn’t want her eyes to travel and accidentally land on you. 

Now she’s shooting daggers at you while you bury your face into some girl's neck on the dance floor.

“What are you staring at?” Juliette doesn’t need to shout, but she’s past the point of tipsy and has never been one to handle her liquor as well as her big sister. Elinor grips her sister’s chin and turns her head until she can feel Juliette hum through her fingers when she finally sees you.

“She looks happy,” Juliette slurs.

“I know, I hate it,” Elinor lets go of her sister’s chin and sighs, leaning further against the railing in front of her. 

“You looked like that when you were with her, you know,” Juliette gives her sister a look that makes her eyes roll into another dimension.

“Why did you break up with her, anyway?”

Elinor watches you for a long beat before finally turning to Juliette, “it was the right thing to do.”

“That sounded convincing,” booze makes Juliette fluent in sarcasm, it seems. 

“Come on, let’s go home,” Elinor heads towards the exit with Juliette in tow.

“I bet she’ll be gone by tomorrow and you’ll never have to see her again, at least for a while,” Juliette is still slurring, with a dopey grin on her face that makes Elinor laugh for the first time since she bumped into you.

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Elinor is shooting daggers at you again, in her home of all places. 

She forgot about the dinner party her mother was hosting this weekend until Juliette had asked to borrow her lipstick a few hours earlier. 

Now she’s all dressed up and has to bite her tongue every time she sees you and your date. Elinor knows the girl on your arm, she belongs to a semi-prominent clan somewhere in the midwest. You probably just asked out the first girl that gave you any semblance of attention.

Surely you’re still hurting, right?

Elinor tries to keep her distance, blending in with everyone else. Even sticking around Juliette and her friends. She thinks she can fly under the radar for the rest of the night until her parents pull her from the crowd to say hello to you.

“Y/n, so nice of you to join us,” Margot greets you with a warm smile, her grip on Elinor’s arm is anything but.

“Thank you for having us, Margot,” your smile is just as bright as it always has been, “Elinor, good to see you,” you say smoothly.

“Always a pleasure,” she quips, eyes rolling between you and your date who tries not to look so uncomfortable.

“We’ve had a few renovations since the last time you were here,” Sebastian adds, “Margot finally let me get that driving simulator and putting green I kept yammering on about.” He lays a friendly hand on your shoulder and Elinor has to chew on the inside of her cheek while you beam at her father.

“You’ll have to show me, hopefully you’ve improved your game since then,” you say with a laugh. Margot shakes her head with a smile and squeezes her daughter’s arm before letting her go. Elinor quickly makes her escape without another word. You only watch her go for a split second before walking in the other direction with your date.

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“You’re just gonna hide out here all night?” Juliette shares a giggle with Ben while Elinor tries to kill them both with one look.

“Hide, plot, run away to live amongst the werewolves, anything at this point that would keep me out of mother’s iron grip and out of sight from my douchey ex.”

“I know you’re usually dramatic but this is borderline oscar-worthy,” Elinor whips her head towards Juliette who throws her hands up quickly in surrender before tugging Ben along with her far, far out of Elinor’s reach.

Elinor only stays as the guest of honor at her own pity party for a few more minutes before ultimately deciding her makeup looks far too good to be wasted within the confines of her room. She reapplies her lipstick before heading out the door and down to the festivities with a strut that would make even the devil shiver.

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Surprisingly, Elinor doesn’t see you for the rest of the night. She takes this as a sign of victory and heads over to her favorite bar for a drink, alone.

“I figured you would be here,” she hears your voice and it takes everything in her not to crush her glass on the spot.

“And I figured you would be somewhere knuckle deep in your date by now,” Elinor spins around to meet that shit-eating grin you always save for special occasions. 

“We actually did that before the dinner party, I like to be efficient,” you wink and Elinor scoffs.

“But you don’t like to have taste it seems,” she sips her drink, “a Fenton, really, y/n?”

“The Fentons have much more noble roots than the Davenports, if you really want to play this game,” your head falls to one side in annoyance while Elinor just shakes her head.

“You don’t get it.”

“Get what?” You take a step closer to her and she straightens up before taking another sip of her drink.

“It wasn’t you, it was never about you.”

“Then who was it?” Your eyes don’t leave hers and she knows you will stay here all night without even blinking if it meant getting the answer you probably needed to hear a long time ago.

“Hunters crashed Juliette’s ceremony, dad was about to kick the bucket and I was the only one who could save him,” Elinor says so simply it takes you a minute to catch on before she starts talking again. 

“The Davenport boy didn’t seem so bad, he was kind of cool actually. He made mom laugh and I figured I could tough it out to build an empire of my own so big we would have to part ways eventually.”

You lean back a bit, it doesn’t take you long to put together the pieces.

“Oh, Elinor.”

“Don’t do that.”

“You did what you had to do.”

That makes Elinor hold your gaze for a bit before looking away. She bites her lip and slowly nods.

“You could have just told me, you know?”

“You would have waited for me,” Elinor downs the rest of her drink and motions to the bartender for another.

You open your mouth to say something but it dies in your throat.

Because she’s right, you would wait. 

You did wait. 

Elinor heaves a sigh as you take the seat next to her, ordering a drink for yourself.

“You know,” you said between sips, “deep down, I think I knew.”

She watches you fidget with the glass between your fingers, “you had this look that didn’t match at all with what you were saying to me.”

Elinor chews on her lip, her poker face closed its  tab and left a while ago. She feels a burning behind her eyes that she hasn’t felt since that night, fuck. 

“You wanted to save me too,” you say just above a whisper. Even in a bustling bar, your words were loud and clear in Elinor’s ear. You watch her jaw clench and you take a moment to pay both your tabs. It’s enough time for Elinor to collect herself and hold her head high like nothing happened, of course. 

“Wanna get out of here?” Your voice is soft and cautious. 

“What about Fenton?”

“I was just a decoy date, she doesn’t want her parents to know her current girlfriend is a mortal.”

Elinor furrows her eyebrows and there’s that fucking grin again. 

She smacks your arm, “asshole.”

You pretend to flinch before holding out your hand. She takes it with ease and is quickly reminded of how well her hand fits in yours. 

[romanovftedelgard]

Why is there almost none first kill x reader i am disappointed and sad :(

[hopelesssheaven]

idc if it just came out please tumblr writers please write some first kill x reader fics idc who they're with

[graciesstrap]

Bite me (18+)

summary: juliette was so excited after y/n agreed to have a gym session together. but she didn’t knew which plans y/n had with her…

warnings: smut (minors do not interact!), rough sex, oral sex, fingering, hematomania (?), staking, bondage, overstimulation, enemies to lovers, pet names | tell me if I forgot something! |

word count: 7,8k

Juliette cannot stop pacing back and forth.

She makes another lap around the living room of her apartment in record time, pushing and kicking the couch, coffee table, bookshelf and anything that isn't bolted to the floor against the wall. Prior to now, she had been a bit sheepish about the square footage of her apartment. It was enough to be going to the most expensive private university in the area without also having this monstrous apartment. Now though, it felt incredibly small. She'd thought to try to set up her office as a work out space, but it had felt suffocating as she anxiously laid on the floor, stretching her arms to ensure that whatever Y/N had planned for them would work seamlessly. In her rational mind she knows that there is nothing to be worried about - there was more than enough room - but the thought of Y/N having to reschedule and leave moments after she'd arrived was giving her something akin to angina.

After taking several breaths she sighed, trying to ground herself. Someone was at the door.

She basically teleported over to it, wringing it open to find a mildly scared delivery man standing there holding a Whole Foods bag. She smiled, tipped him more than the delivery had been worth in cash, bowed for some reason, and then slammed and locked the door in his face to set the bag on the kitchen island. Reverently she removed bananas, kiwi's, a couple of Powerades, water, some birthday cake flavored protein bars, some granola bars, and a couple of vanilla protein shakes. The beverages went into the fridge right away, and she carefully arranged the rest in a basket.

As a vampire she wasn't exactly sure what people ate before or after workouts off the top of her head, but she was more than happy to look it up. Her mother had always impressed on her the importance of being a good host, and she was going to succeed if it killed her. She opened a small slot in the floor of the kitchen near the trash compactor, to expose a tiny refrigerator where she kept the fresh blood her brother Oliver shipped to her. She did not know where it came from, and hoped to never find out.

As it stood, Juliette had only managed to kill 2 people. The first was an accident, and she had not spoken to her older sister, Elinor, since. The second had been a recent LA alumni that had started hanging around Lancaster Academy while she was a junior. Quite a few years ago now since her current stint in graduate school. The boy had gained a heinous reputation for assaulting or harassing more than 10 different girls at different student's parties. One such girl was her classmate who'd come in the next day seeming totally lifeless. It didn't hurt that she'd had just a teeny tiny crush on the poor girl too. When it happened, It had been a case of wrong place, wrong time for both of them. His hands coming toward her in the dark behind a friend's house, no witnesses, and a hell of a migraine that Juliette just couldn't shake.

She gulped down a full handle of a drunk person's O negative blood to calm herself down. Allegedly, it was only .03 BAC, so just enough to chill her out.

Speaking of crushes though…

Juliette walked back into her bathroom and scrutinized herself in the mirror. Ponytail high and tight, a big athletic t-shirt tucked into a pair of spandex compression shorts were the best she could in the time she'd had. Of course she and Ben had run around the local shopping mall looking for he perfect workout fit, but she was ultimately unable to commit to one of the two piece numbers because it wasn't really her style.

As she preened herself, plucking her eyebrows, brushing her teeth again, and glossing her lips, she allowed herself a moment to imagine what Y/N might wear. Lilith knows she's basically a mental archive of the woman's outfits. Of course, as it so often did, her vampiric labido got the best of her and she ended up splashing her face with water to suppress the visions she kept having of them together, tangled up, her hands sliding under taut polyester towards the taller woman's-

*ding*

The brunette ran back into the living room, towards the sound of her phone going off. It occurred to her then, that she had actually lost track of time. Was it already 7:00? She would have heard a knock at the door from the bathroom right? Right. It went off again, allowing her to find it easily through what could best be described as echolocation.

"Right..." She palmed the device and saw that it was 6:58. The first notification had been from her bestie, sending her a gif of two women kissing, with the message [enjoy your "workout"] underneath. This was immediately swiped into oblivion as Juliette massaged her temple. The next was from her father, checking in, asking if she was eating well enough. She loved that guy. But his name was not the one she wanted to see. She wanted to see Y/N, and the very choice emojis she had put next to her name, telling her that she had arrived so that she could...so that she.

All at once as she stood there, it occurred to her just how complicated it was to get into her apartment.

She needed to provide a visitor's pass for parking, know where the visitor parking even was, leave a message with the front desk, and beep Y/N in on the elevator. The only people that Juliette ever had up to her room were Ben and the delivery folks who were already pre-approved……She had plenty of other classmates she spoke to and acquaintances, but none she felt comfortable bringing up into her room. What if they saw something they shouldn't because she was too relaxed?? It was different with Y/N. There was no way she'd ever relax around her. She'd already checked and double checked the whole place 7 times. Sweating, Juliette began typing feverishly. How could she have forgotten this till now?

*Knock, Knock*

She froze. Who could that be?

Gingerly, she walked over to the door. She had never been tall enough to peek through the hole, so she slowly opened it up, only to be graced by Y/N, as beautiful as ever tilting her head to look back at her.

"Hi." She said, adjusting the duffle bag on her shoulder.

Juliette almost broke the door chain trying to swing it open before scrambling to close it enough to disengage it, and opening it again.

"Hi! Hey." She stood sideways, and gestured towards the living room. "Come in! Uh, I was just about to text you. How- how did you get up here?"

Y/N turned slowly from her cursory inspection of the room and smiled. "Oh. I just followed someone in and told them what floor I needed.. Is that cool?"

Juliette closed the door behind them. "Uh, yeah. Yeah of course it is." Y/N resumed her spin around the room.

"This is…a fancy ass apartment. Very nice…"

The brunette followed the woman, in awe of the fact that she was really there, inside her place. Y/N had opted for a muscle tank top, that was more missing material than not, and had she not been wearing a sports bra, everything would have been visible from the side. She was also wearing a pair of…kind of tiny…running shorts, black spandex just barely concealing the curve of her butt.

Juliette cleared her throat and refocused. "Thank you…My parents insisted. This is the first time I've been anything but embarrassed about it."

Y/N nodded at her with that same captivating smirk, and then placed her duffel bag on the floor between the couch and the wall furthest from Juliette. The sound it made hitting the ground betrayed how monstrously heavy the thing must have been.

The shorter girl hummed. "Wow, you're strong. What do you have in there, a stairmaster? Elliptical?"

Y/N chuckled and bent down next to it, sitting a number of different weights and resistance bands on the floor next to her client's mat in the middle of the room.

"Nah. Well not today, unfortunately." She paused to wink at Juliette. "We're just gonna be…testing the waters."

Juliette came closer to her, wringing her hands. "Well that's good. I haven't done any real exercise since high school."

"Oh, word?" Y/N squinted at the other woman quizzically for a moment before going back to what she was doing. "You just naturally got legs like that?" She zipped her bag back up.

Jules blushed and looked down at them. "Oh...what? These old things?"

Y/N tilted her head back gesturing upwards with her chin. "Flex your arms."

"My…arms?"

"Yeah. I just want to see something."

Reluctantly, and feeling like she might burst into flames, Juliette flexed her biceps while burrowing a hole into the floor with her eyes.

Y/N quickly closed the distance between them, hands extended, now hovering over her skin. "May I?" After a beat, she began to drop them at her sides. "No pressure, I just don't have my calipers."

Juliette took a deep breath. "I'm just a little embarrassed. Uh…sure, of course."

Y/N nodded and stood in front of her while she stood there and tapped her arm to silently get the girl to flex again. Juliette acquiesced as the taller woman gently squeezed her arms, then her waist only to crouch in front of her and grasp her calves silently.

Jules had never been more happy to be a little tipsy and was beginning to wonder if this was a bad idea, What with the way her body was responding to what she assumed

was the other woman's way of assessing her fat/muscle ratio and her current proximity. Juliette felt silly watching her, looking so nonchalant, while she was freaking out. The fiendish little voice in her head was begging her to grab a handful of Y/N‘s hair while she was down there and kiss her lips till they were sore.

Wishing to fill the silence, the brunette laughed out, "Do I get to feel you up too, coach?"

Y/N stood up then and took a step back from her. "Sure. Go ahead."

"Ah…I was mostly kidding." Juliette spoke softly, hands already on the other woman's arms. "But I've been wanting to do this for a while."

Y/N was silent as she watched the shorterwoman run her warm, soft hands over the curves of her arms. She didn't intend to flex her muscles, but she did so anyway.

"Wow. They're so firm...Like steel cables…" Jules breathed, running both hands down brown arms. The two were close, close enough to feel breath on skin. Y/N raised an eyebrow, watching the small woman. A pregnant moment passed as their eyes caught, pale hands wrapped around Y/N‘s wrists. Every time the woman tilted her head like that, brow furrowed, a jolt of lightning ran straight through Juliette.

"Thanks." The Y/H/C said, abruptly turning away to sit on the arm of the couch. "You know..." She began, wagging a finger. "You have incredible muscle concentration for someone who hasn't worked out since high school."

Juliette snapped back to reality, but not soon enough to respond.

"Did you stretch? I want to see what we're working with, so I can come up with our first lil' regiment." Y/N leaned sideways to rest her body weight on the top of the couch and the shirt she was wearing was now revealing even more of the fine muscle of her torso, leaving her client's mouth just a little dryer than before.

"Yeah. Not like, right before you got here, but like an hour ago."

"Hm." Y/N mused, hand to her chin. "Let's see about your cardio. Is that going to be an issue for your downstairs neighbor?"

Juliette waved her hand. "Nah, there's no room underneath this one and the walls are pretty thick. We should be fine.“ Y/N smiled. "Great."

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Juliette slapped her hands against her sides as she completed her final set of jumping jacks in the cardio circuit Y/N had put her through. Just like in her younger years, she mimicked the heavy breathing and exhaustion that her human classmates exhibited during the more strenuous gym periods under Y/N‘s watchful eye. The Y/H/C woman circled her, clapping her hands in encouragement before stopping to stand beside her with her hands on her hips.

"23...24...25. All done. Wow, that was really hard." Juliette sputtered as she ran her arm across her head and fanned herself with her shirt. Y/N walked over to her bag. "Good job, Juliette. Take a seat. Catch your breath." Juliette savored the crumb of praise as she sat on her couch, and threw her head back, letting her eyes cross, panting hard.

Long fingers pressed underneath her jaw. She glanced down to see that Y/N was staring at her intently, and then back down at her watch. A few seconds passed and the woman's brow furrowed.

"Not much of a sweater, huh?" She murmured.

"Yeah. I just get uh, really overheated. It's genetic…You know, kind of like dogs? So l don't work out very much."

"Mmhm.“

"Yeah..."

An awkward silence passed through the airas Y/N kept her fingers pressed at the woman's pulse point.

Finally, she pulled back. "I think that's enough for today."

Juliette's eyes widened and she scanned the room for her phone to check the time but didn't see it where she remembered leaving it. Had an hour passed that quickly?

"Hop on the mat for me." Y/N patted the girl's yoga mat as she sat down next to it. Yes ma'am. The brunette did as she asked, relieved that she had made it to the end without making too big a fool of herself.

"Child's pose?" Y/N intoned, returning the weights to the duffle bag she had brought with her.

Contrary to popular belief, yoga still had a meditative effect for vampires so Juliette was able to relax into the position without having to ask what it was.

"Take deep…relaxing…breaths." Juliette closed her eyes and imagined what their next meeting might be like as she leaned into the pose, bringing her knees underneath her stomach and stretching her arms out as far as she could on the mat.

"Now, corpse."

Juliette hitched herself up and then laid down on the mat, arms still out in front, face down.

"So what do you think?" Juliette asked shyly, muffled by the mat. "Will you be able to wrassle me into sha-"

The girl squawked as Y/N suddenly moved from beside her onto her back bearing down on her with all of her weight, swooping her hands up and into thick silver cuffs which she clacked shut quickly as Juliette hissed in pain, twisting and thrashing underneath her. The hunter growled in effort as she maneuvered an additional set of cuffs onto her ankles.

"Y/N!"

Finally, a slat of regular old duck tape was snatched off and pressed onto Juliette's mouth as Y/N rolled off of her, dusting her hands.

The small woman squirmed beneath her, groaning.

"You must have it too easy killing people in this soundproof room if you let your guard down this much." The woman said, tossing her hair over her shoulder.

Juliette's eyes were wide, panicked as she peered at the woman who was now holding a wooden stake in her hand.

"MMMPHH……MmmhmmPhh." She pleaded with her eyes as she writhed in pain rolling onto her back and then returning to her stomach.

"You know, my mother always told me that monsters like you were the most dangerous." She twirled the stake in her hands and crouched down next to the girl.

"Beautiful. Kind a smile that makes you want to..." Her voice trailed off as she watched Juliette begin to cry blood from the burning pain searing into her joints.

"When were you planning to drain me, huh? Suck me dry?" She dragged the stake across the smooth skin of the girl's face, wiping a blood tear away. "Were you going to wait until you had me hooked on whatever weird hold you have over me?"

Juliette closed her eyes, and the tears fell freely. This was insane! She'd just wanted to…If only she could explain.

"Well. I guess it doesn't matter." Y/N grabbed one of her fingers to unlock the girl's phone and typed a short message to both Ben and her father.

"I scoped out the place before I came. Dodged the cameras and scaled the wall. No one knows that I'm here." She tossed Jules' phone on the floor, just out of her reach. "And now your friend thinks I never showed up."

The girl walked over Juliette and put her knee on her back to hold her still. "Goodbye, bloodsucker."

And then, after hesitating once, she staked her.

Juliette let out one last muffled scream before her body went totally slack.

Y/N‘s heart sank and she sat back on the floor, breathing deeply from the exertion, her anxiety peaking.

After regaining her nerve enough to make another movement, she removed the cuffs and the tape gingerly, tossing them over her shoulder, and averted her gaze from Juliette's lifeless eyes.

It should not have felt so bad to kill a monster, but she couldn't help but feel heavy as the cute girl from the smoothie shop turned quickly to ash…

Except she didn't.

Y/N stared at the stake protruding from her back.

She rolled the girl onto her side. It was perfectly positioned through her heart.

Confused, she leaned against the couch and waited. And waited.

And at some point, from the compiled exhaustion of her crazy schedule, her two jobs, the legacy blood she'd gotten on her hands, and the labor she'd put in to pull this off…Y/N fell asleep.

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In a cold sweat, Y/N Burns awoke.

Time seemed to crawl as she came to her senses. The woman worriedly assessed her surroundings, noting that she was in a strange bed, in a strange room.

Juliette's.

Her hopes of a quick escape die quickly as both hands catch, tied to the vampire's bedpost. Rope. The rope she had brought with her, just in case.

Blinking, to wake up a little faster, she began to search the room for something to free herself with. It was then that she noticed the Goosebumps blanket she was tucked under, and to her right, a small handmade doll.

"What the hell.." She muttered, struggling against her bindings.

Wet footsteps smack down the hallway toward her and her line of sight zips to the doorway, just in time to see a freshly showered Juliette, wrapped in a towel, freeze at the sight of her.

The air thickens as the two gather their bearings.

Y/N speaks first.

"Let me go." Juliette shakes her head.

Y/N glowers at her. "The fuck you mean,

'no'.“

Juliette grasps the towel around her chest, adjusting it slightly. "I mean, are you going to try to kill me again? Or worse, bring someone to help you try to kill me?"

The bound hunter falters.

Juliette snatches something off her dresser and waves it around. "I was able to snoop through your phone too. You're a hunter. Your whole family is."

Y/N frowns. "I'm gonna do my job, with help, or without it."

Juliette throws her hands up in exasperation. "Why the heck would I let you go then?" She wrings her hands. "Do you really still want to kill me that badly?" Her eyes begin to water. "You could at least lie."

Y/N‘s mouth falls open as she feels herself losing steam. She shakes her head "Don't give me that sad crap. I know what you are, Juliette. Monsters like you don't feel anything."

"Ughh!" The damp woman puts her hands on her hips. "Clearly, you don't have the slightest clue what I feel. Especially not what I feel for you."

"I think I can guess how you feel about the person who just tried to kill you-"

"I really, really like you, you know!" The girl paces in front of the bed. "I can see that you think I brought you here to drink all your blood or whatever but I actually just wanted a reason to hang out with you! You're really…hot and…intimidating and I couldn't get up the nerve to ask you out so…When you offered to train me I thought..." She trails off as she buries her head in her hands.

Y/N is silent, thinking, desperately trying to hold onto her righteous anger. "Why should I believe someone who lies so easily about the most mundane things? Look at you now! Fresh out of the shower, even though we both know that nothing I had you do could make you break a sweat!"

Juliette rolls her eyes and comes a little closer, pointing to her heart and searching the other woman's eyes. "I can't really apologize for showering when I was covered in my own blood. If I'd left it, I'm sure you'd have thought it was someone else's."

The Y/H/C haired woman leans her head back on the pillow she'd been sleeping against.

“I won't apologize for saving people's lives from a killer. Well," she gestures with her head, "at least trying to."

"I'm not..." Jules marches over to her, phone in hand. "I can't believe I'm really going to show you this." Y/N balks as the shorter woman carefully sits down next to her on the bed, unlocking her phone. She opens the text message thread between herself and Ben. "I'm assuming that you didn't pay much attention to the conversation we were having before you texted him that I was going to do some homework because you didn't end up coming."

Y/N reads, dumbfounded, message after message of Juliette talking about how beautiful she is, how excited she was to see her, and what appears to be a weeks-long crush, in excruciating detail.

Jules: [There's no way she'd be interested in me]

Jules: [Did you see what she was wearing

today…GOD]

Jules: [I'll try to actually talk to her, next time for sure]

Jules: [Okay, I wussed out. Maybe next time?]

Jules: [She's like straight out of a magazine, Ben! What do you want from me?]

Benny Boy<3: [You want to fuck her so bad

it makes you look stupid!]

Jules: [Shut UPPPPP]

And so on.

Y/N‘s eyes dart around the room, feelings of defeat clamoring in her chest. And guilt. And excitement?

Juliette pulls the phone away, blushing. Her fingers pick at loose threads in the blanket she'd spread over Y/N as she continued sheepishly.

"I've been having these insane dreams about you. Almost every night. I can't get you out of my head." She leans close to the hunter then, trying to catch her gaze.

"I…You..." The other woman flounders. To say the scent emanating from the warm, damp vampire was disarming would be an insult of an understatement.

Juliette bites her lip. "I'm not very good at flirting, I know, and I don't know maybe it's vamp brain. Maybe I'm genuinely just that crazy about you, but I could have sworn when you talked to me that night in the smoothie shop…that even just a little…“ she whispered, drawing just slightly nearer…"That you…liked me too." Juliette feels extremely silly to be saying this to a person who had attempted to murder her a couple of hours ago, but she gets the sense that nothing could make her like the woman even a little less.

Y/N was moving her lips but no words were coming out. There was naught but a hairbreadth between them, and there she was, confronted with a dripping, toweled Juliette. Her mind was swimming now. With the last of her resistance she manages, hoarsely. "I don't."

The vampire is quiet for a moment before slowly, a broad, incredulous grin spreads across her pretty face, her eyes flashing with mischief.

"Then why is your heart beating so fast?"

Y/N tilts her head and licks her lips, throat feeling thick, pointing with a bound hand. "Your towel..."

Juliette's hands come up to feel skin where cotton should be, stuttering as her skin turns bright red.

Y/N is unfazed, angling her head towards the half-naked woman. "You know..." Her voice is like silk now, her lips parted. "I can't lie..." She leans as far forward as she can, the rope pulled tight, her eyes glazed over. "I've always wanted to…see how far down…that blush spreads."

Juliette's hand creeps up and over

Y/N‘s thigh like molasses as she carefully closes the distance between them, landing a whisper of a kiss onto plump lips.

The towel settles around her waist loosely as she fully rests her weight on her hands, gripping Y/N‘s strong thighs. They brush their lips together softly, Y/N straining her neck to capture Juliette's lips fully. The pale woman can't help but moan, gingerly pulling herself onto her knees, so that she can take the hunter's face in her hand. She locks eyes with her shyly, biting her lip, before kissing her again tentatively…once, twice, three times. And then she feels Y/N‘s tongue slide languidly over her bottom lip.

Sirens sound in Juliette's head immediately as her body begins to ache in earnest. Y/N‘s racing pulse is like a metronome ticking the small woman over the edge. Her fangs extend in response, prompting her to cover her mouth and pull back, gathering the towel around herself.

Y/N watches, in a fog, as the girl's fangs appear, and a strange darkness blankets Juliette's usually cherubic visage. It thrills her substantially more than it should.

Juliette's hands fly up to her temples. "Shit." She drank before she got in the shower to avoid this, but with Y/N her body seems to just do whatever it wants.

Y/N doesn't say anything, just continues observing the girl who begins hurriedly untying her wrists. When she leans across Y/N to untie her other hand, the ravenette briefly considers catching the towel in her mouth. Before she can decide on that course of action, Juliette is back standing off to the side of the bed.

"You can leave." The anxious vampire exhales, with a voice like gravel. "I don't want to hurt you."

Y/N‘s brow furrows as the shorter girl slowly backs away.

"My key fob is by the door, so please take the elevator so that you don't hurt yourself." She says, walking towards the kitchen. "I'm very, very thirsty."

Juliette shuffles away then, leaving Y/N confused, nearly catatonic, and strangest of all, throbbing like an open wound.

The short woman hardly turns the corner to access her secret refrigerator before Y/N is tossing off her tank top and pressing her against her regular refrigerator, pupils totally blown out, panting like she ran.

Juliette, now a mite calmer, is bewildered. "Y/N? You-"

"Shut the fuck up."

The taller girl grasps her neck, on the edge of choking the girl, before crushing her lips onto Juliette's.

The shorter girl is lost in the softness of Y/N‘s lips immediately, legs weakening as she throws her arms over the girl's shoulders. Y/N presses fully against her body, leaving nary a space between them.

Her mouth is hot, open, and searching as she grasps the woman's waist with her free hand grinding against her. Juliette responds with the same fervor, her tongue sliding against Y/N‘s, one hand finally tangling in her thick hair, keeping her close, the other sliding down Y/N‘s chest. Flushed red hands caress the soft skin and hard muscle of Y/N‘s stomach outlining the faint divisions of her defined abdomen.

Y/N‘s grip on Juliette softens as she holds her face, breathing heavily, pressing her head back against the wall.

"You make me feel fuckin' crazy," she growls.

Juliette gasps, eyelids fluttering closed, tugging a little on Y/N‘s hair. "You make me so fucking wet."

The streak of molten desire that shoots through Y/N borders on painful as she lifts Juliette up, who loses her poor towel in the process.

Y/N had kissed girls before. She had had sex before. But this was like an itch she could not scratch. Her body was crying out for Juliette and she could not fight it, not this close, in the sanctity of the girl's home, where only God could judge. Not anymore.

Juliette instinctively wraps her legs around Y/N‘s waist, too drunk with lust to feel embarrassed about the viscous wet streak she is spreading across the girl's tum. She holds her tight around the neck and shoulders, as the magnets she'd fixed to her refrigerator are knocked onto the ground.

Y/N kissed her hard, biting her bottom lip, before sliding her tongue against Juliette's. The shorter girl moaned as long, lithe fingers gripped her ass and Y/N‘s warm body held her steady against the fridge. The hunter angles her head down to roughly kiss and suck Juliette's neck, prompting her to moan loudly, holding onto her for dear life.

"Y/N..."

As if following a command, the Y/H/C haired girl switches her grip, hoisting Juliette higher to fully support her with her arms, pressing soft kisses onto her collarbones as she walks her to the living room.

Jules lets out a breathy laugh. "God, you're so hot." And it's making Juliette deliriously horny. Is she dreaming again? Did she actually die earlier?

Y/N stops sprinkling her with kisses to give her a look that makes Jules gulp before laying the girl down onto the yoga mat, which was still lying there, now spotless again.

She pinned the brunette's hands over her head with one hand, devouring all of the girl's naked form with her gaze.

"It spreads all the way down to your toes, I See." Her fingers make a trail from pursed lips, to the flushed valley of her breasts, down a soft stomach to make lazy circles at the base of the vampire's pelvis. Y/N has never seen anything more compelling. It’s taking all of her restraint to move at this pace. She wants to see the woman come completely undone. It's only fair. But it's worth the time to burn the image of the mewling, pliant vampire submissive underneath her. She can't really predict what either of them might do next.

Juliette is squirming again underneath her, this time crossing and uncrossing her legs, trying to generate some kind of friction at her swollen apex. "Please…I can't..."

Y/N‘s smile is wide and wicked. “You keep trying to convince me that you're so sweet, so innocent." She continues her lazy circles, creeping lower toward Juliette's most sensitive bits. "But you're leaking onto this mat and I haven't even put my mouth on you yet baby."

Juliette's mouth drops open and her ears now too, are the color of strawberries. "Have you…Have you seen yourself? Have you felt your own hands? Kissed yourself before?" The woman rolls her eyes. "I don't want to hear it!" Y/N‘s words, while inciting her to protest, only turned the poor girl on even more. But it really wasn't her fault. Y/N was built like an olympic track star.

Y/N grins and dips her finger within Juliette's folds. "Just down that bad, huh?" She grazes her finger over the peaked bundle of nerves, and delights in the way Jules' back arches immediately, eyebrows raising with glee. This was kinda like torturing her, right?

The brunette is desperately biting her lip. "Horrendous." She gasps. "Astronomical." The burst of affection from the smoothie shop returns full force. Y/N knows that if Juliette really wanted to get free of her, she absolutely could. Instead, she's just suffering, waiting, saying whatever embarrassing thing Y/N provokes her to say.

Yeah. She likes her.

Y/N releases Juliette who then immediately props herself up on her elbows to try and kiss her. The hunter deftly avoids her attempt, sitting back on her knees and sliding her hands underneath warm thighs, lifting the girl's legs over her shoulders.

Y/N likes Juliette a lot. And she's tired of pretending that she doesn't.

Fangs are out again as Y/N gently drags her tongue over Juliette's clit, then down to her opening to gather a significant taste of her, and back up. Hot air grazes pink silk, "If I didn't know any better, l'd think you were about to cum already, princess."

The brunette covers her mouth with her hands, both to hide her teeth and to suppress an embarrassingly loud moan. Overstimulation is the word for the vampire's experience as she watches Y/N‘s head bob like she's fishing for apples, working her over with the precision of a surgeon. Juliette squeezes her eyes closed, hands still over her mouth. The only thing she has left to hide is the fact that she is, in fact, cumming right now. Way too early.

Y/N stops momentarily at the feeling of the girl's legs quivering, thighs threatening to end her life. If she hadn't figured out Juliette was a nightcrawler before she'd found herself in this position, the taste of her would have confirmed it. No one tasted like this. Y/N peeked at the girl's strained expression and continued drinking her in ravenously, wondering if that was what being a vampire felt like. "Fuck baby…you taste…delicious."

Y/N was feeling very bold. Killing monsters was one thing. Being in complete control of one, who also happened to be an incredibly gorgeous, gorgeous girl was another. Of course, if she was honest with herself, she didn't really think of Juliette as sharing energy with the likes of ghouls and shamblers. Not even close. But that didn't stop her from being irreconcilably turned on by this.

With the brunette's legs still over her shoulders, she rises up to be directly above her, pressing the girl's knees almost against her chest. She chuckles.

"And you lied about being flexible too. Tsk, tsk." Juliette is breathing erratically under Y/N‘s penetrating gaze, still trying to come down, unable to defend herself. "Let's see what else you're keeping from me." Her fingers tenderly massage Jules' slit and the exposed woman's breath hitches. It only takes a couple of second for two of Y/N‘s fingers to become sufficiently slick, and only a couple more for them to be 3 knuckles deep.

Juliette's eyes roll back into her head and she groans as Y/N tucks her head between her neck and shoulder, viciously kissing her neck, biting, and leaving dark hickeys in her wake, while steadily stroking her insides. She angles up to Juliette's crimson ear, whispering wantonly.

"I want people to know I was here. I want your daddy to see what I did. Who bit who." Juliette is already starting to contract around her, moaning helplessly, her hands back in Y/N‘s hair.

"For a good girl, you sure like it when I say wild shit to you..." Y/N licks her ear. "I think…you like it."

"Please, please." Juliette’s prey whimpers as she suppresses the urge to bite her, which was just one feeling in a cacophony of sensations that were threatening to drive her insane, and the coil twisting within her loins the girl was nearing the brink.

The two lock eyes as Y/N repositions, moving Juliette's legs around her waist before gently entering her anew.

"Baby girl," She intones, licking her lips. "I'm bout to fuck you like nobody else ever did."

Y/N‘s pelvis presses down onto her hand, body rolling into Juliette's in sync with her thrusts, adding additional weight to her strokes, her fingers a substitute for the one thing she didn't bring in her bag.

And Juliette is cumming again, crying out as Y/N fucks her relentlessly, and wave after wave of orgasm wracks through her body. She finds herself pulling Y/H/C hair demanding "More, more," until her voice is hoarse and even her nigh immortal body cannot handle another wave of pleasure rippling through it. Finally, all is still as Y/N rests her head on the woman's chest, not the least bit tired, but finally able to see through the haze of her inordinate lust.

They just lie like that for a moment.

Juliette's heart truly racing as Y/N breathes deeply, allowing herself a moment to enjoy the soft hands stroking her face and hair.

"Still trying to end me, I guess..." Juliette sighs, able to speak coherently again. Y/N huffs, nodding into her chest.

Juliette has learned that there is something else in the world that feels almost as satisfying as drinking enough blood to kill a man.

Almost.

Y/N‘s balls are as blue as the sky in July, but she moves to get up, surprising a suddenly cold Juliette as she paces round the room. Despite the lack of post nut clarity, her skin flashes mahogany as her mind replays what just transpired.

She looks at a fully naked Juliette who's earlier sheepishness seems to have temporarily dissipated in favor of a strange mix of bliss and confusion.

"You look like you're about to run off." Jules says softly, concern evident on her face. Y/N‘s hands are on her hips, then folded across her chest as she continues walking back and forth. Embarrassed, and still throbbing, she sits down on the couch and puts her head in her hands.

"Well I sure feel like I want to," she groans, leaning back and putting her arm over her eye. Never in her life; not with Tess, or Diamond, or Britney, or Maria…none of her past flames have made her lose herself like that before. It's kind of freaking her out.

„This is nuts.“

Juliette laughed. "You're telling me. I'm just now getting the feeling back in my feet." She curled and uncurled her toes, kicking them up at the stressed woman.

"Ah…Yeah." Y/N can't meet her eyes. "I may have gotten a little carried away."

Juliette touches her neck, which is for the time being still somewhat tender. "I can't believe you tried to give me a bunch of giant hickeys…I don't remember wishing I didn't heal so fast before today. Not to mention-"

"Yeah..." Y/N rubbed her face. "That line about your dad...Outta pocket. I know. I don't have an explanation for that." The girl grabbed the decorative throw from off of the couch and tossed it toward Juliette who caught it and draped it over herself, clearly giddy, just pleased Y/N was still there.

"You said a lot of things actually."

Y/N groaned.

"I've never been called delicious before."

"Stop…“

"I have had girlfriends who couldn't make me feel like this. Much less figure out how to put me out of my mind like that. I guess that's why youre middle name is Antigone."

The hunter was silent, massaging her temples.

"Speaking of…for a moment there…. it kinda sounded like you wanted to stake…a little claim on me." Juliette waggled her brows. "Get it? Stake a claim?"

Y/N stared at her, through her fingers for a moment. "I think I'm going to go now."

"What??"

"I can't do this."

Of course, Juliette also couldn't let her leave. Not yet. Not after the most earth shaking orgasm of her life.

She was in her lap in a blink, blanket draped over her shoulders, so that she was bare to Y/N. As mortifying as it was for her to be so brave, being naked had worked before so she had hope that it would work again.

"Don't leave. Please." She took the other woman's wrists and rubbed her palms with her thumbs. The two peered into each other's eyes, seeking understanding, reciprocation. "I didn't take you for the type to boot and scoot.. You didn't even leave right after you tried to kill me."

Y/N gasped in spite of herself.

"Juliette."

"What?" She waved both their hands around as she spoke. "if you leave now, that's what you'll be doing. I don't make the rules. Besides, if anyone should be feeling weird about all this, it is me, and I don't appreciate you stealing my moment!"

The Y/H/C haired girl can't help but chortle, raising her eyebrows. "Ha! …Fair enough."

Juliette is beaming again, now running her thumb over Y/N‘s lips.

Y/N, totally enamored with that smile, captures her hand to kiss the mostly healed silver scars on her wrist.

Juliette hates that no matter how sweet Y/N‘s actions may be, if they include touching her, they start her engine. It's stupid that the butterfly kisses to her sore wrists are making her so warm.

"Why does it feel like everything you do is sexy..."

Y/N giggles. "This?" She kisses her wrist again. "You are so easy to please. Even easier to tease."

Juliette shakes her head. "For you? I'm just easy in general."

Dark eyes glint with mischief, "Uh huh." It was just so damn fun to play with the little vampire. She was usually so measured, thinking things through. But when it came to Juliette, she was finding that she couldn't pass up any opportunity to fluster her. It was just too hot to watch her fold so quickly.

She peppered the girl's wrist with more kisses, then moved up to her palm, kissing it gently at first. She watched Jules' carefully with a heavy gaze as she swapped her lips for her tongue, licking up one of her fingers before taking two into her mouth.

Juliette is stupefied, and of course, immediately back in the hopeless state she'd been in when Y/N had kissed her in the kitchen. Her breathing hitched as she looked at Y/N who was wickedly servicing her fingers now, sliding her tongue in between them, sucking them off with a punctuating pop - all the while maintaining eye contact.

Blue eyes darkened as legacy blood now pooled in Juliette's core, shockwaves flitting throughout her each time Y/N‘s tongue made contact with the soft skin of her fingers. She felt the air around her shift while her lips formed into a pout. "Well… now you're just being mean."

Y/N was all teeth, totally pleased with herself. "I am. What are you going to do about it?" She winked, totally self-assured. But perhaps, she should not have been.

There were two sides to Juliette.

The angel that she so adored who was awkward, shy, cute and kind of dorky.

But there was a devil too.

Juliette's fangs were already out, so Y/N was a little slow to detect the change. And so, the hunter was taken completely off guard when the short woman lifted her into her arms, bridal style, as easily as a bag of potatoes.

She walked them back to her bedroom and placed Y/N on the bed, face down to straddle her back. The Y/E/C eyed girl turned slightly with suspicion as Juliette pushed her hair back behind her ears, a slightly off-putting lust painting her face as she gently helped pull the woman's sports bra off of her head.

"Uh. Are you okay?"

Juliette smirked. "Never better. Now..." The brunette continued looking at Y/N as she slid the athletic shorts and spandex just far enough down perfect thighs to be able to pull her underwear to the side. Without fanfare, she dipped her head down and raggedly licked the woman's slit.

"Oh…shit…" Y/N moaned, grabbing hold of the sheets at her sides, looking back at her impromptu lover's blue doe eyes. „Jules…Fuck."

"I love the way you say my name even more while I'm eating you out." Juliette sighed as she continued, placing both hands on the woman's legs, pushing them until Y/N understood and shifted onto her knees. "Everything you do is so freaking sexy to me, you know."

Y/N could only pant and keen as dainty hands grasped the curve of her ass, pulling her back into the vampire's mouth.

The short woman rocked her back onto her tongue again and again, as Y/N began to unravel, pressing into the bed to meet Juliette's face halfway.

"Not so fast, meanie.." Juliette licked her lips, biting them as she snaked a hand up well defined back muscles to thread her fingers into Y/H/C hair, and pull the woman toward her till her back was arched.

"Ohhh, fuckkkkk." Y/N gasped as Juliette penetrated her from behind, sidling up against her, curling her fingers to stroke inside her longingly, planting feverish kisses against smooth shoulder blades.

As Y/N‘s excitement rose, so did Juliette’s as she listened to her heartbeat continuously accelerate.

"Can you believe you were about to leave me before I could return the favor?" She asked tongue trailing her spine.

"Juliette…" Was all Y/N could manage as she fucked the fingers back, using her own to press at her own clit, lost in the sensation.

"Vampires are great hosts, you know. I even bought you some snacks. I can be super generous.." The girl murmured, pouting as she added another finger carefully and redoubled her efforts. And I think I'd do anything for you."

"Please," Y/N begged, teetering on the edge.

"Do it."

Juliette blinked, startled out of the red haze by genuine confusion. "Do…What?"

"Do it." Y/N growled. "I want you to do it while you're inside of me. Please don't make me ask again. Don't make me say it."

Oh.

Juliette’s eyes nearly crossed as she leaned forward, tossing Y/N‘s hair over to one side, craning her neck into range, and bit her.

Y/N nearly screamed at the feeling. It was much, much different than she'd imagined. She blinked back tears at the euphoria of being fucked and drained at once. Juliette's eyes lolled with complete satiation.

If Y/N‘s juice had tasted like heaven, her blood brought her to hell. Together they came one last time as the taller woman breathily rattled out Juliette's name, clawing at the headboard.

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hello!! could you please write elinor fairmont x fem reader? hope you have a nice day :)

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Pairing: Elinor Fairmont x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1777 words

Warnings: FIRST KILL SPOILERS!! Fight description

Author's Note: This definitely could've been better, sorry anon :(. I used way too many time breaks. Anyways, thank you so much for the request! I hope you have a good day too!!

University was stressful — every single part of it. Even though you were in your sophomore year, the homesickness and constant pressure to succeed were still both as bad as they were freshman year. You valued the independence you received as a result of going to an out-of-state university and living in a dorm all alone, but there’s nothing you missed more than having your parents to go to when things got too stressful. You definitely didn’t adjust to that change during your first year here, and based on how you’ve been feeling recently, you probably won’t adjust to it during your second year, either. This university lifestyle was what you predicted to be amazing for your wellbeing, but it seems to be the complete opposite.

Your parents putting you under the impression that your grades were the only thing that mattered about you is the main reason university has been so difficult for you. Even after being moved out of their home for two years, the mindset they pushed on you for your entire life was obviously still very prevalent. The thoughts became so familiar to the point where you'd probably feel worse without them. There's a huge chance that your grades would decline, too. If your mind isn't constantly degrading you for every point you get off on an assignment, or telling you that you can put off your needs for a bit since you need to study, would your grades even be above a C-? If you gave up the rigid and intense habits after years of practicing them, what will that mean for your future? While abstaining from that lifestyle would give you answers to those questions, you simply don't feel ready to — at the moment, at least.

You stared at the empty document on your screen. What was supposed to be the first page of a paper with a seven-page minimum was nothing but a piece of digital printer paper that's been sitting in a printer for three weeks. Yep, you've had the last three weeks to write this entire paper. Sadly, for you, the paper was due tomorrow morning. It was currently 11pm, meaning you had twelve hours to write seven pages, which was absolutely impossible for you. You sigh and place your head onto your folded arms that rested on your desk. Your tired eyes glued themselves to the wood of the desk that lies right before them. The heaviness of your eyelids is quickly lifted at the sound of your phone going off. You raise your head from your arms and grab your phone. You reposition yourself into a less lazy seating position as you read and exchange messages with your girlfriend, Elinor Fairmont, or as you call her, Ellie.

———

hey can you come over to my place? it's urgent

sure, i'll bike over. see you in 5

love you. stay safe!

love you too!!

———

You grin as you turn off your laptop. Grabbing your mini backpack from the spot on the floor next to your desk, you stuff your laptop and its charger into it. You zip the top zipper closed and toss both the straps onto your shoulders. You approach the door of your dorm, open it, and lock it the moment you get out of the doorway. You make your way through the empty hallway, humming to the tune of a song that's been stuck in your head as you do so. Once you finally reach the exit, you push the door open and walk straight to the bike rack that rests next to your dorm building. You grab a key down from your pocket and unlock your bike. You walk it away from the rack and hop on the seat. You then start your route to Elinor's house, a route that's practically engraved in your head.

*****

You knock on the door of your girlfriend's house, laying with the straps on your backpack as you wait. You watch as Elinor runs down the staircase and towards the door. She grabs the doorknob and pulls the door open, waving you inside. The look on her face and her fast paced body language alarm you, as the reason she invited you over must've truly been urgent. She walks you up the staircase and pulls you by the wrist into her bedroom, seating you on the bed next to her.

"What's wrong? You seem to... panicked." You ask, concern starting to fill the newly-formed pit in your stomach.

"You're going to hate me." Elinor sighs, a worried smile plastering onto her face.

"I could never hate you, pretty. Just please tell me what's wrong so I can try to help."

You weren't lying. Ellie was perfect in your eyes, and there was truly nothing that could change that. You'd loved her for only a year and a half, but it felt like longer. The memories you two shared were similar to ones of true soulmates — which is where it seemed you and Ellie's relationship stood. You took your backpack off and placed it on the floor next to your feet, not breaking eye contact with Elinor as you waited for her to answer.

"It's a long story, but, basically, I got in a fight with these two guys and one of them tried to stab me but actually ended up stabbing the other guy. Juliette found my lipstick at the scene so she thinks I was the one who stabbed the guy. She stole my storage unit key and now she's with our distant brother Oliver and his girlfriend doing God knows what."

Her entire statement broke your heart. Knowing that she had gotten in a fight with two guys without you there to make sure she was alright was nauseating. The last thing you would want for Ellie is for her to get injured, or, in this case, actually stabbed. You couldn't imagine finding out the news, or even worse, watching her die. You felt one of your eyes fill with tears, which you quickly blinked away.

You and Juliette had always been on pretty good terms. Though you two didn't talk much, your shared conversations about dating girls were always enjoyable. That said, the attempt she was making to ruin Elinor's life with a murder accusation turned you away from her instantly. You couldn't believe that your girlfriend's own sister would do something like this. In fact, this whole situation was unbelieveable.

"Do you think Juliette and your brother will call the cops or something?"

"God I hope not." Elinor replies, plopping down onto the pillowed end of her bed as if she was getting ready to sleep.

"Do you want to get some sleep?" You ask the blonde, following her footsteps in laying down.

After seeing her nod sleepily, you pull the duvet over your two bodies. You bring Elinor closer to you, her head burrowing into your neck. You rub her back slowly, as you two doze off, cuddled against eachother.

*****

What sounded like hundreds of police sirens outside of the Fairmont house woke you up from your sleep. You blink a few times to adjust to the light before slowly removing our arms from Elinor's embrace. You get up from the bed and look out the window, seeing only the edges of red and blue blinking lights. You run back to the bed and stand by Elinor. You bend your knees a bit to get on her level before shaking her body lightly and whisper-shouting at her to wake up. It takes you about five shakes until her eyes started to open. You let go of her for a moment so she could wake up. Once she started to sit up, you pointed at the window as a way of silently showing her what was going on.

"We have to get out of here." You say, reaching your hand out for the tired girl to grab. She obliges and uses it to pull herself from her bed. She walked you both towards the window and let go of of your hand to open said window.

"Hop out, slide down the roof, and meet me down there.. we can run into town and hide, it's just down that hill over there." Elinor cried, the panic starting to settle into the two of you.

You nod at her and wiggle your way through the window frame, falling onto the slanted roof shortly after. You then slide down the roof and onto the grass, your back being the first and only part of your body to take impact. You sigh at the pain as you get up to stretch and wait for Elinor to follow you. You see the girl nervously make her way out of the house right after you. You back away a bit and watch as she slides down the roof and onto the ground where you stand. You reach both of your hands out for her to use to help her get up. You give her a quick peck on the lips before grabbing her hand and guiding the two of you towards the glowing lights of the city.

*****

After what felt like the two of you had run three marathons to get to the city, you rested on a bench to catch your breath. Elinor's head rested on your shoulder as your synced breathing began to slow down and return to a normal pace, similar to your heart rates. The tranquil silence you two had shared for who knows how long helped with your bodies going back to relaxation. Your minds have both slowed down too. The raging thoughts became less speedy and it was easier to come up with an escape plan.

"Do you, um, want to go get a room at that hotel down the street?" You asked your resting girlfriend.

"Sure, can you carry me, though?"

"The things I do for you." You roll your eyes and wrap your arms around your girlfriend to pick her up. You stand up and readjust so you can carry her bridal style. Before you start walking, Elinor pulls you in for a kiss that was well needed for both of you. You stay kissing for just a few moments before she pulls away. You stare into her eyes before pulling her into another kiss.

"That's the suspect!" A man's voice calls out. "In that woman's arms!"

You and Ellie pull away and look at the cops then back at each other. You start running down the streets of Savannah, Georgia with your criminal girlfriend in your arms and a seven-page paper you hadn't even started.

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𓆰♥︎𓆪 First Kill Menu 𓆰♥︎𓆪

↳ Talia Burns.

coming soon!!

↳ Calliope “Cal” Burns.

Runaways. (☦︎︎-☹︎-☻︎) x Black Fem!Reader

Warnings; Mentions of abuse, manipulation, favoritism, etc.

Synopsis; You and Cal have had enough.

↳ Next Ep; Not Giving In. (☀︎︎-☹︎-☻︎) (coming soon!!)

warnings: violence, blood, character death.

synopsis: talia and margot set out to find you and Cal.

↳ Elinor Fairmont.

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↳ Juliette Fairmont.

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↳ Margot Fairmont.

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𓆰♡︎𓆪 Euphoria Menu 𓆰♡︎𓆪

↳ Rue Bennet/Zendaya Coleman.

The End Of An Era. (Ep. 1) (☀︎︎ - ☹︎ - ☻︎) x Black Fem!Reader

Warnings; Sapphic BS.

Synopsis; I could feel your love fading.

↳ Leslie Bennet/Nika King.

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↳ Maddy Perez.

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↳ Lexi Howard/Maude Apatow.

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↳ Jules Vaughn.

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↳ Gia Bennet.

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↳ Faye/Chloe Cherry.

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↳ Cassie Howard.

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↳ Fezco.

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𓆰♥︎𓆪 In The Heights Menu 𓆰♥︎𓆪

↳ Nina Rosario

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↳ Vanessa.

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↳ Usnavi De La Vega.

Ghosts Of A Lover Unknown (☦︎︎ - ☾ - ☹︎) x Latina Fem!Y/n

Warnings; very very sad usnavi, worried sonny, insomnia, hints of past life themes, if everything is in italics, it means it’s a flashback!, open ended (interpretation is up to you).

Synopsis; #3 “If our empty bedroom bothers you so much maybe try sleeping in it one day, Blank”.

Nina’s Little Sister (☦︎︎ - ☾ - ☻︎) x Afro-Latina Fem!Y/n

warnings: none. fluffy bullshit.

synopsis: 11. “d-did it hurt when heaven fell? I mean- when you…fuck. Anyway, i’m blank and that was humiliating. let’s start over”?

↳ Benny.

coming soon!!

↳ Sonny De La Vega.

Nose Goes. (☦︎︎ - ☾ - ☻︎) x Afro-Latina Fem!Y/n

Warnings: So sweet it gives cavities.

Synopsis; #13 “Baking Gone Wrong”.

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𓆰♥︎𓆪 Supernatural Menu 𓆰♥︎𓆪

↳ Charlie Bradbury.

coming soon!!

↳ Sam Winchester.

Siri Play Hot N Cold By Katy Perry. (☦︎︎ - ☹︎-ish - ☻︎ - ✞) x Black Fem!Y/n

Warnings; Siren!Reader. Murderous kids, demons n shit, hungry!cas, man starved!sam, woman dehydrated!reader, basically woman sam!reader, over it!dean, needy sex, straight to the point, soft love making.

Synopsis; You and the Winchester brothers have been friends and partners for years, especially you and Sam— You’ve been their hand to hold and guide through the supernatural world since you’re apart of it. You and Sam have loved each other since forever, in secret of course. After a big blowout between the two of you, Dean is fed up and sends you both on a mission…Alone. Will years of pent up frustration and hidden love finally be revealed?

↳ Dean Winchester.

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↳ Castiel “Cas”.

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𓆰♥︎𓆪 Girl From Nowhere Menu 𓆰♥︎𓆪

↳ Nanno.

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𓆰♡︎𓆪 Heathers Menu 𓆰♡︎𓆪

↳ Jason “J.D” Dean.

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↳ Vanessa Sawyer.

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↳ Heather Chandler.

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↳ Heather Mcnamara.

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↳ Heather Duke.

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𓆰♥︎𓆪 Original Character/Side Fics Menu 𓆰♥︎𓆪

↳ Selina Di’ortéz

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↳ Azael Di’ortéz

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𓆰♡︎𓆪 DC 𓆰♡︎𓆪

↳ Harley Quinn (Harleen Quinzel)

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↳ Poison Ivy (Pamela Isley).

coming soon!!

↳ Catwoman (Selina Kyle).

How Familiar A Face. Selina Kyle (☦︎︎ - ☹︎ - ✞ - ☻︎) x Black Fem!Y/n (Aka Dré’s Birthday Fic)

Warnings: childhood friends to lovers, pup!y/n, kitty!selina, sub!y/n, dom!selina, brat/brat tamer, sexual harassment, forced orgasm, orgasm denial, overstimulation, oral, degradation, praise, dumbification, size kink, yandere themes, slight noncon/dubcon, sadism/masochism, blood kink, knife kink, pain kink, tears of…well, you be the judge, oh and fingering :)

Synopsis: selina hates playing hero but she doesn’t mind it. what happens when she has to save a familiar face from a group of men?

Confessions Of Sin. Selina Kyle (☦︎︎ - ✞ - sprinkle of - ☹︎ - ☻︎) x Black Fem!Y/n (aka dre’s second annual birthday fic.)

warnings: vampire!selina, hybrid!y/n (wolf/witch), g!p (selina), degradation, stalking, slight dub-con, mating, sadism, masochism, mommy kink, slight!puppy play, intercourse, slight fingering.

synopsis: she’s been watching you.

Empty Planet. Selina Kyle (☦︎︎ - ✞ - (???) - ☻︎ - ☹︎) x Black Fem!Y/n

warnings: slight religious trauma, end of the world au, grief, death, apocalypse, oral (reader!receiving), tribbing, soft dom!selina, sub!y/n, depression mentions, sweet sapphic bs.

synopsis: opposite lifestyles lead two people together in a time of crisis.

↳ Starfire (Koriand’r).

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↳ Raven.

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will be making a part two to this list.

This List will be updated regularly as I go on. Enjoy the baked goods in Fatality’s Fic Bakery! 🥖🥐🥯🍞🥨🥮🧁🍧🍨🍯

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Masterlist!

Welcome! Here are all my fics in one place (^_^)

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Inbox status: Closed for requests :( but open for chatting!

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Request details:

You may request fics about any of the characters mentioned in the character lists (*except for the one-off list*). As of right now, I am only doing X reader fics.

currently I have only written female/AFAB reader, but I am open to writing for other readers as well. I want to be inclusive! if I do research and still feel like I am unsure if I will do it justice, I will let you know

~Character Lists~

These are the characters that I have written about, and are on this masterlist. (Also 1 or 2 characters I haven't written for yet but I am planning to)

Oscar Isaac Characters

Duke Leto

Llewyn Davis

Moon Knight system

Jonathan Levy

Poe Dameron (eventually, send requests if you have any)

Miguel O'Hara (eventually, send requests if you have any)

WLW characters

Eva

Midge Maisel

Juliette Fairmont

Captain Marvel/Carol Danvers

One-off characters

Joel Miller (special request)

(Credits to all the Gif creators)

💦=smut

🤍=drabble

🍬=fluff

🔥= Angst

Fics start under the cut

(All borders used created by @saradika )

Oscar Isaac Characters

Duke Leto Atreides

Kiss It Better 🍬🔥💦 | Leto finds his lover reminiscing about her childhood. She is having regrets, but the duke is determined to relieve her pain in one of her favorite ways.

Llewyn Davis

Old Friends 🍬💦 | An old friend knocks on your door extremely early in the morning looking for a place to stay. And who are you to say no to him when he looks like a sad puppy?

Moon Knight System

Complicated 🔥 | pairing(s): Marc x reader x Steven | The moon boys plan on confessing their secret crush. They are interrupted when they find her getting kidnapped after witnessing a robbery gone wrong, and they swoop in to save her.

The Mind Wanders 🍬🔥 | pairing(s): Steven x reader | you find out Steven's mind has been wandering. He's become quite entranced with another woman, and you won't stand for it. After you leave, Steven is determined to do anything, and everything to regain your trust.

Broken Promises 🍬🔥 | WIP

Jonathan Levy

A Good Morning 🤍🍬💦 | Jonathan wakes up one morning reluctant to go to work. y/n adds to that reluctance.

WLW Fics

Eva (Swarm)

Secret Thoughts 💦 | During one of your sessions with Eva you can't help but spill a secret you didn't think you would. Eva is thrilled to hear it and decides to fulfill your request.

It's always been you🍬🔥 | You and Eva have been dating for a while, Eva thinks the girls suspect something so she starts being more flirty with them. However, you don't take this very well, and you threaten to leave.

Save Me From Myself 🍬🔥 | You have social anxiety and Eva has been helping you with it. After messing up a game of Twister, you feel like you can't be helped so you decide to leave. Eva stops you from leaving, which leads to a confession.

The Golden Window 🍬 | Eva turns to the girls for some help telling you that she likes you, but it doesn't go as planned...

Miriam "Midge" Maisel

Hello Stranger 🍬 | You are at the- special...bar you frequent, and see a gorgeous stranger. You are Intrigued by her and decide to approach her.

Living The Dream 🍬 | WIP

Juliette Fairmont

A Vampire Romcom 🔥 | You're a transfer student at Lancaster academy and you bump into a cute girl, what are the odds she's also a cute Vampire?

Captain Marvel/Carol Danvers

You Got Some Time? 🍬🔥| The Captain's got some free time on her hands and so do you, you decide to have a night out because superheroes don't get many of those. As the night goes on, Carol decides time isn't the only thing she wants her hands on and you have the exact same idea.

A Christmas Carol 🍬| You're out in New York City with Carol and the biting cold starts to get to you. Thankfully Carol is there to keep your hands warm.

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who i write for/major masterlist

aka, my latest hyperfixations (✨neurodivergency✨)

fandom, then character and/or actor

note: will also do rpf (real person fic), just very picky about celebrities whom i support

dc titans on hbo max

gar logan

kory anders/princess koriand'r

conner kent

dickkory

rachel roth

komand'r

komcon?? (queen komand'r and conner)

dick grayson

platonic!hank hall

dawn granger

donna troy

gossip girl (cw 2000s)

blair waldorf

serena van der woodsen

nate archibald

dan humphrey

dair (blair & dan, dan & blair)

carter baizen

note: will not write for chuck bass or ed westwick, i appreciate respect on this decision... moving on)

gossip girl (hbomax 2020s)

monet de haan

zoya lott

julien calloway

luna la

shan barnes

audrey hope

max wolfe

aki menzies

platonic! or frenemies!obie bergmann (love the actor, the character.... moving on)

boy meets world

eric matthews

shawn hunter

jack hunter

angela moore

shawn x angela (b/c that's who was supposed to be endgame)

minkus (maybe, not opposed to it)

platonic!feeny (for those who need some feeny advice, or just want something lighthearted to read)

vampire diaries universe (TVD, TO, Legacies)

when i say everybody from this show is available for requests, i mean EVERY-FRICKIN-BODY CAN GET IT

teen wolf

when i say everybody from this show is available for requests, i mean EVERY-FRICKIN-BODY CAN GET IT

first kill

calliope burns

juliette fairmont

calliette

theo burns

apollo burns

mama burns

mama fairmont

julie and the fat ones/phantoms

luke patterson

reggie peters

platonic!alex mercer (was that the fandom-agreed-upon last name??)

willex (alex x willie) --> possibly, want to remain respectful and i'm not a gay man so i don't know... i do love this couple though so i might

marvel cinematic universe

sam wilson, captain america

bucky barnes

peter parker (holland)

peter parker (garfield)

riri williams, ironheart

queen shuri, the black panther

namor (will add his other name once i learn how to properly spell it)

torres?? will look into this one, but he was pretty in tfatws so i'm adding him here for now

disney channel

lab rats (chase davenport)

any role played by luke benward

descendants movies (anyone... can get it)

liv and maddie (s4!parker rooney, maybe s3; reader will be aged down or parker is aged up)

disney plus

hsmtmts (anyone... can get it)

actors/notable rpf

this list is already so long, but pretty much anyone from the aforementioned shows will probably be written about so stay tuned! love you bye, drink some water

more to come when i can think of more!

[drurrito]

Hope

a/n: just felt like writing for Juliette again.

warnings: blood, injuries, cursing, force feeding (technically)?

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It’s been a long night.

Juliette is growing heavy in your arms. Her blood is warm on your skin. She’s not healing as fast as she should be.

You stop in front of the house, Oliver opens the door before you can knock.

“Y/n, it’s past your bedtime,” he jokes, the smile fades quickly when he sees his sister limp in your arms.

“Shit, get in here,” he turns on his heel and you follow without question.

“Carmen!” Oliver calls for his girlfriend while motioning for you to place Juliette on the floor. You run off to grab a pillow for her head. Carmen sweeps into the room and is by Juliette’s side in a blink.

“What happened?”

“Ambush,” you answered, “too many of them for just two of us, she’s healing slowly,” your voice shakes.

Oliver looks over his sister’s form with furrowed brows. The wound in her abdomen is pulsing, cuts and bruises paint the rest of her body. Oliver squints at a puncture wound in her shoulder. He leans down, swiping his finger at it.

“They must have stuck her with something to make her weak, dampen her abilities,” he mutters. Carmen goes to work on dressing the wounds while you just watch. It happened too fast, you were just walking from a party off campus back to your apartment when two SUVs full of hunters swarmed you both. Juliette tried to look for a way out while you stood your ground to fight.

You couldn’t contain the chaos, you couldn’t protect her.

“I have something to help expedite the healing process, but I need your help, y/n,” you nod and Carmen is gone and back within a few seconds, with a beer bong in one hand and a jug full of what looks like sewer water in the other.

“This will help, I just need you to hold her down, it doesn’t go down easy. She’ll probably wake up and try to fight it.”

You swallow down the lump in your throat and try to situate yourself on top of Juliette. You lock your legs around her hips and gently press your hands into her biceps. Carmen waits until your eyes meet hers before opening Juliette’s mouth and shoving the tube down her throat.

“Ready?” She asks and you have to steel yourself before nodding. Oliver watches over Carmen’s shoulder, studying you. Juliette hasn’t brought you around much, but he knows you’re a friend.

Savannah is home to a plethora of monsters. The network of vampires here is the size of a small town. You came around just a few years ago, starting at the University the same time Juliette did. Your parents were well aware of the Fairmont’s reputation and were quick to make introductions. It wasn’t long before you and Juliette became joined at the hip. It made Oliver happy to see his sister grow into herself more.

You make her happy, that much he knows.

Juliette’s eyes shoot open just seconds after Carmen starts pouring the mix down her throat. Juliette starts to thrash around but you’re much stronger than her.

“Jules, Jules!” You desperately call to her until her eyes meet yours, they’re wide with fear, “you’re okay, you’re safe. Just stay still for me, okay?”

She just blinks underneath you for a few beats before slowly nodding. Tears streak down her face, your chest throbs. Oliver watches you tuck a strand of hair behind Juliette’s ear and it all clicks, he doesn’t try to hide the grin on his face.

It only takes a few minutes to empty the jug. You help Juliette up, taking her in your arms again when she almost crumples in a heap under her own weight. Oliver has you set her down on the couch so Carmen can keep an eye on her, but you insist on staying close by too. Oliver taps you on the shoulder and nods towards the back patio, you follow him.

“So, you’re in love with my baby sister, how cute,” Oliver teases and you furiously blush.

“We’re just friends.”

“You’re right, very good friends at that,” he swirls around the drink in his hand, “but the way you look at Jules, that’s something else.”

You don’t respond, drumming your fingers on the patio chair and sinking into it more.

“She feels the same way, you know. It makes a lot of sense now why you two click so much and why I don’t see her so often now, why she hasn’t seen our parents in a while.”

Your jaw clenches, Juliette’s parents are cordial, polite, old school. Juliette was quick to tell you that she’s not like her parents and siblings. She held out as long as she could without feeding on humans. You’ve been understanding and respectful of her path since day one.

Margot always had to bring it up at dinners. Elinor would instigate and they’d both pull you aside and get you to pledge that you would get Juliette to finally accept this part of her. Juliette stopped showing up at her parent’s after the third time this happened.

Oliver was slightly better, but still tried to push Juliette to be just like him, like her family. She doesn’t see him as much as she used to, but you knew he was your best option when everything went to shit tonight.

“I can’t do that to her,” you turn away, “I’ve been her safe place to land and I can’t ruin that with my own feelings and wants.”

“Oh good, you’re both hopeless romantics and idiots,” he sips from his glass.

“I don’t want to hurt her.”

“You think you’re doing a whole lot of good when you look at her with those dumb puppy dog eyes while keeping her at arm’s length?”

Your eyes snap to his, you don’t miss the smug look on his face.

“My sister is smart, really smart--amazing too, the best of us.” you nod, trying to keep the smirk on your face from spreading into a smile.

“She knows what she wants. If she wants you and you want her, don’t fight that.”

“You sound like a hopeless romantic too, you know that right?”

“It runs in the family,” he crosses his arms, “skipped Elinor, though.”

You both laugh. The door opens and Carmen pops her head out to tell you that Juliette is okay, just tired.

“Do you mind taking her to bed? I have to walk my pet turtle,” Oliver is waving you off as he walks into the house with Carmen. They slip up the stairs before you can protest.

Juliette is propped up with a few pillows, she looks beyond exhausted.

“Hey,” you lean down to give her the softest hug, holding back the worry that wracked your body for the past hour.

“Hey,” she gives your shoulder a squeeze, “was Oliver playing nice?”

“He always does.”

That earns you a look, you can’t help but grin at her.

“Had me scared for a minute back there,” you say softly. Juliette doesn’t look away from you when she reaches for your hand to give it a squeeze.

“You never get scared.”

“I know but-” you chew on your tongue for a beat and Juliette just watches you try to gather yourself, “When you weren’t healing, I thought...I just thought you were-”

“Hey, it's okay,” her hand trails up your arm, you let out a shaky breath, “I’m okay, I’m still here.”

“Right,” you fervently nod and look away to wipe at your face, “don’t ever do that again.”

“I’ll try not to,” Juliette playfully rolls her eyes, holding up her hands in surrender.

“Glad we’re on the same page,” you smile, “come on, let’s get you to bed. Can you stand?”

Juliette sits upright, she throws her legs over the couch but stumbles before she’s completely on her feet. You’re quick to catch her, missing the way her cheeks turn a brilliant shade of pink when she realizes how close she is to you.

“Guess I’m still healing,” she mumbles against your shirt.

“I’ve got you, no worries,” you carefully lift her off the ground and carry her up the stairs, ignoring the way her arms around your neck prick at your skin with an intense heat.

You reach the bed and set her down, helping her get under the covers. You lean against the wall and take a full breath for the first time tonight. Juliette’s gaze feels heavy with concern, she’s never seen you like this, ever. She couldn’t help but feel guilty, like she put you through this on purpose.

“Comfy?” you pulled her from her thoughts.

“Very,” a small smile on her lips. You flash your own smile and rub your hands along your legs in silence for a few seconds, “well, goodnight, I’ll be downstairs if you need anything.”

You move to leave when you feel her grip your arm, “stay, please?”

The fluttering in your chest is all too familiar, the lump in your throat feels different though. The way Juliette’s thumb draws circles on your skin tells you there’s something more behind those words.

You don’t push down your hope this time, you let it drown you.

“Are you sure?” You ask quietly.

“Absolutely,” she says with such certainty you don’t waste another second. You climb into the bed and lay on your back with a sigh.

You feel the bed shift and a weight on your chest and suddenly your muscles are more tense now than they were just a few hours ago.

Your arm feels rotten and rusted as it cranes around her shoulders, she scoots in closer, you swallow hard, you need to calm down but your heart is thudding against your ribcage which means she can definitely hear-

“You okay? Your heart is racing,” Juliette cups your face to turn your head towards her.

“Yeah, yeah,” you brush off her concern, “today was just, intense.”

“Really intense,” Juliette agrees. Her fingers reach up and tangle in the hairs on the nape of your neck. You shiver.

“But we’re here, we’re okay,” she whispers.

“We’re okay,” you squeeze her arm and give a small smile before leaning a few inches forward to kiss her forehead.

Her hand tips your head down until your forehead rests on hers. You’re not going to fight hope, not anymore.

[l8rs-gat0rs]

Tumblr recommended one of your Juliette fics (x reader) and it's an MDNI. I don't know if you know but you realize canonically Fairmont is like... 16, right?

Source: https://firstkill.fandom.com/wiki/Juliette_Fairmont

Okay so, thank you for bringing this up anon, I actually wanted to address this.

Ik they are in high school so I aged her up to 18 in the fic, which would put her and the reader in their senior year. I would never write smut about minors!

Of course, I forgot to mention the "age up" though. I know I should have specified, so I will definitely go and edit it right now!

[drurrito]

Thirst

a/n: I finished First Kill lol

Warnings: some violence and cursing…that’s it?

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“A vampire?” you ask, your jaw unapologetically on the floor.

“Yep, in the flesh,” Juliette gives you a nervous smile while she motions towards the rest of her body.

You lean against the sink, your newly bandaged finger taps against the rim.

“How come you didn’t try to suck my blood then?” You ask, almost offended.

“Come on,” Juliette mutters, grabbing your ‘injured’ hand, “it’s just a little papercut, I can behave around a few drops of blood.”

She kisses your finger and you just watch her. She’s so gentle with you, it’s hard to believe that she’s actually a monster.

“Are you mad?” She asks, pulling back from your hand but she doesn’t let it go. You don’t pull away, either.

“No,” you snort in disbelief, “I can never be mad at you. Especially now when I know you can shotgun the blood out of my body.”

You both share a laugh that quickly dies down. Juliette still has your hand, she pulls you close until your noses brush.

“I would never hurt you,” she promises against your skin.

“I know,” you whisper.

“You’re safe with me,” she says, her voice is impossibly soft now, her eyes glimmer with determination.

“And you’re safe with me,” you add before leaning in and pressing a tender kiss to her lips. Her hands find the corners of your jaw and pull you even closer to her.

She’s going to keep you safe, no matter what.

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College parties are always chaotic. You didn’t even entertain the idea of a gaggle of monsters crashing the party until you saw the lumpy shape of a goo monster hurl one of the football players across the living room. Bodies start to scatter and you can only make out a few more unusual silhouettes while Juliette pulls you towards the back door.

“We have to go, hold onto me,” she grips your hand tighter as you make a run for the back gate. You only make it a few steps before something phases right in front of you.

“Shit, a zombie,” Juliette shields you from the monster. You turn back and watch as another monster makes its own door through the back patio. Juliette lets go of you for a moment and kicks the zombie. They spin around a few times before Juliette throws the creature into the pool.

She takes your hand again and you’re running through a small forest. You both look back to see if any monsters are on your trail only to find the same zombie staring you both down.

“Aren’t zombies supposed to move slow?” You reel back, pulling Juliette with you.

“Monsters don’t care about horror movie logic,” Juliette sounds exasperated as she looks around for a way out of this. She needs to get you home, she needs to keep you safe.

You hear feet shuffling and groans behind you. You turn with your back against Juliette’s, eyes immediately catching on an ugly corpse dragging itself towards you.

“Another zombie?” Your voice shakes out.

Juliette makes a quick glance over her shoulder, “no, ghoul.”

“Ghoul?” You watch the corpse hiss and snarl at you as it comes closer. Juliette makes a leap for the zombie, you decide to fight too.

“Y/n, wait!” Juliette screams as she struggles with the zombie in her grasp. You launch yourself towards the ghoul and tackle it to the ground. Your arm stretches towards a rock just out of your reach. You hear the unmistakable cry of the ghoul beneath you before you feel the burning in your arm.

You yelp in pain but you’re still focused on the rock. You finally get it and bash the ghoul’s head in until it stops moving all at once. Juliette is by your side again. The zombie is splayed out on the ground without a head.

“You’re hurt,” she says, pulling you to your feet.

“M’okay, Jules,” you give her a weak smile, your arm burns terribly.

“I’m sorry,” she whispers.

“It’s just a scratch, love,” you reach for her with your other hand and she flinches away from it. You tilt your head in confusion, until you see her fangs.

“I’m sorry,” she says again, chest heaving this time, “I can’t-”

“Jules,” you say sternly. Her eyes are darker now, you can see the muscles in her neck work to keep her jaw tightly shut.

“You have to fight this,” you say barely above a whisper.

The chaos sounds like it’s in a blender now. You can’t hear the screams and growls anymore. Your shoulder doesn’t burn anymore. You’re too focused on keeping your body impossibly still, your feet are stubbornly planted in the floor.

“I’m trying,” Juliette grunts and shuts her eyes.

“You promised, remember?” Your voice is a little louder now. You can’t help but feel angry at how helpless you feel. Juliette is a vampire and you don’t know the first thing about having a girlfriend who’s a vampire, let alone anything about controlling her thirst. You just want to keep her safe, too.

“I know!” She growls at you and it almost makes you want to run, almost.

“You need to go, y/n.”

“I’m not going anywhere,” you give a firm shake of your head and Juliette squeezes her eyes shut again. You can see one tear run down her cheek and it takes everything in you not to reach out for her.

“Does this count as our first fight?” you sheepishly smile at her and a few more tears come down her face.

Her mind is spinning, memories of you both play over and over in her head while images of her biting you persistently pop up too.

“I would never hurt you.”

“I know.”

“You’re safe with me.”

“And you’re safe with me.”

Juliette lets out a full-throated scream and crumples to her knees. She keeps screaming until her voice strains, her throat is raw and every fiber of muscle in her body is tired.

“Hey,” you hurry over and grab her face. Her head is heavy in your hands, her eyes are dull, too.

“You kept your promise,” you say with a small, tired smile.

Your thumbs trace over her cheekbones while she gasps for air.

“You kept yours, too,” she rasps, gripping your arms while you hold her head in your hands. You let out a shaky laugh and kiss her hard.

“Let’s go home.”

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Masterlist and Other Information (pinned)

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More Locations Than Pages (Elinor Fairmont x Fem!Reader)

Destined and Dream Of (Robin Buckley x Fem!Reader)

The Forgiving Kiss (Tom!Peter Parker x Fem!Mysterio!Reader)

Temperatures of Love (Tom!Peter Parker x Reader)

One Kiss, Hundreds of Lights (Andrew!Peter Parker x Reader)

The Beach (Peter Parker x Reader)

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Gwen Stacy

MJ

First Kill:

Calliope Burns

Juliette Fairmont

Elinor Fairmont

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Steve Harrington

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Cassie Howard

Jules Vaughn

Maddy Perez

Kat Hernandez

Lexi Howard

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