#iii. verse : 𝘃𝗮𝗺𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝗵𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿.
@sav1ored / CONT.
𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝘂𝗽 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗶𝘁𝘂𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻, back pressed up against the wall, green eyes focused on him as her hands pressed against his chest as if she's going to push him away, except she doesn't. maggie can't stop the way her breath shakes at the feel of him so close, his words just 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 how much she wanted him and she couldn't even deny it if she wanted to. she's trying to keep her breathing under control and she knows she should push him away, throw him out of this room and be done with it all, never let it happen again. but as much as she knew what she should do, she didn't want to do it and she felt like she couldn't help but give into something that she 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 more than she was even willing to admit to herself. maggie felt like she was screaming at herself, to not let herself get completely caught up on it all, that it had to be some kind of vampire trick and that was why she was feeling like this. except it wasn't a trick. it was just pure desire in a way that she hadn't felt in years.
𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗴𝗶𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀, this want or need to be close with someone like this, except somehow it was worst that it was a vampire that made her feel all of this. she found herself thinking about him in a way that was borderline sinful, she almost got excited at the 𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗮 of getting a chance to fight with him and anytime they came face to face was a thrill in itself. the fact it seemed like she couldn't go anywhere without him finding her and whilst she could be taking certain steps to protect herself from him, she kept staying in places like this motel knowing he can enter and get close to her. even now as she stood in front of him, her only 𝗱𝗲𝗳𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 was the blessed silver cross she wore around her neck, all of her weapons were not within her reach and it was a dangerous game she was playing, all the risk was on her and yet it just added to the 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗶𝗹𝗹 of it all.
𝘁𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗵 𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗼𝗺 𝗹𝗶𝗽 𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝗶𝗿, green eyes watching him so carefully and she just had to try to keep herself in control somewhat. she already felt like she was giving him too much power, betrayed by her own heartbeat and the way she felt her skin react to the chill of his as his finger traced over her face and down her shoulder. maggie almost felt herself look away from the intense look in his eyes, his words making her heart race and her tongue flicked over her lips as she tried to not think about the idea of him touching her more. except she already had 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 about, more than she would ever admit to him, he was talking about wanting what he can't have and she knew that the feeling was shared, she wanted him in a way that 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱 her more than anything. but at the same time, it was craving that she was aching for it to be satisifed and she would give him 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 right now if he asked for it.
𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗶𝗹𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗹𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗿, her breath catching in her throat as she looks at him, her hands just gripping at the shirt he was wearing. maggie couldn't stop the groan as he kissed her, it was hungry and hot, she didn't even resist as she kissed him back, pressing herself against him. she moans into the kiss, knowing that she will give into him, any time he called her huntress it just drove her wild and she just knew that right now, she didn't have the strength to push him away. maggie moans as he bites her lip, a part of her not even worrying that he could draw blood, green eyes opening to look at him. her breathing was heavy as she feels herself lean into him, 𝗮𝗹𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 desperate for another kiss, especially if he was going to keep kissing her like that.
𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝘂𝘀𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆, to not cross that line with him in a way that she knew would potentially be dangerous. if she let this happen, she knew that they couldn't just act like this never happened. something told her that if they crossed this line, it would just keep happening and it was something a part of her knew that she shouldn't let it happen, maggie really wanted it to happen. her eyes dart from his eyes to his mouth, tongue flicking over her lips before she bites down softly on her bottom lip again, " yes, " her voice was breathy and she could barely hear herself, but she knew that he had caught it. a part of her knew that she should say no, but she also couldn't keep resisting this anymore, she wanted this more than she really admitted to herself. her hands relax their grip on her shirt and all she wanted was to get his clothes off, " i want you, " maggie admits, her voice barely a whisper but before he can say anything else, she leaned up into him, arms wrapping around his neck as she kisses him, pouring all her own hunger and desire into every kiss.
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@sav1ored : sender’s muse kills someone to protect receiver’s muse. receiver approaches to gently calm them down.
specific scenarios prompts ; accepting.
𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗴𝗶𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗶𝗻 𝗯𝗮𝗱 𝘀𝗶𝘁𝘂𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲, difficult ones that were hard to get out of and she had to fight with every breath in her to make it out alive. but she always did, she always found a way out and she didn't just let some vampires get the upperhand on her. except she knew she shouldn't have gone after this group of vampires 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗲, these kind of vampires stuck closer to the more demonic nature and they were difficult in their own way. she should've come with some help and decent back up, but she had dealt with this kind of vampires before and she knew she could handle it. even if it looked like she didn't, her back pinned against a table, two vampires holding her down and a third just waiting to strike, which she wasn't giving him a chance to, managing to kick him away every time he tried to get close and she wasn't about to stop fighting the two pinning her down. what she hadn't expected was another two vampires that appeared to hold her down even more, just making her 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗴𝗴𝗹𝗲 even harder and she wasn't about to give up, she would keep fighting and she would get out of this. all she had to do was wait for the right moment.
𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘃𝗮𝗺𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻, ice cold hands grabbing at her face as he leaned in to get a taste and she had thought for a brief moment, this was it, she kept fighting and trying to pull herself from their slipping grip. headbutting the vampire with as much force as she could considering how he was holding him, causing him to let her go with a snarl as he pulled back a short way and before he could come back for another try, he was pulled off of her completely and tossed aside. the two holding legs moved to attack the newcomer who had 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗰𝘂𝗲𝗱 her, who was distracting the two holding her arms enough to allow her to fight back to get herself free from their grips, hand going for her knife and immediately stabbing the vampire closest to her in its dead heart. looking around to see the 𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 she would've thought to find her here, helping her by killing the vampires that had attacked her, maggie was surprised to see negan tearing apart one of the vampires. breathing hard as she tried to stay focused, grip tightening around her knife as she moved back into the fight she had started.
𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗴𝗶𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗹𝘆 𝗻𝗲𝗴𝗮𝗻 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗲, he had bragged about it enough, plus his repuation was well known and she had seen the carnage he could leave behind. but this was different. she had never known him to kill his own kind, even ones like these vampires. the way he was just attacking, ripping part any of them that came after them or got too close to her without her notice. after they were all dead, she could feel his anger radiating off of him, making her almost 𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 as she approaches him slowly. she still had no idea what he was doing out here, if he had been following her this entire time, but she definitely understood to a certain extent as to why he had saved her, " i had it handled, you didn't need to do that. i've gotten out of worst scrapes than this one, " maggie admitted, despite knowing how it had looked when he had entered. she just couldn't allow herself to look or feel weak in front of him. but it was clear to her that he was still caught up in the fight, she wasn't even sure if he had even taken a single word of what she said in. putting her knife back into the sheath attached to her thigh, she reached out to take one of his hands, " hey, look at me, " her voice was soft and gentle as green eyes found his, her breathing calm and steady as she takes his hand, pressing it against her chest over her heart, hoping the 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 of her heart would help him calm down, " i'm okay. i'm alive. i'm right here. i'm okay, "
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@sav1ored : how do we seem to you? do you find us beautiful and magical?
memes from my horror multi ; meme tag.
𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗱𝗱𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘃𝗮𝗺𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗮 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗴𝗲, she had grown up hearing all about them, the terrible things they did and all the ways that was best to take them out. she remembered the first time she ever saw a vampire, being able to figure out who was one amongst a crowd was a trick that only a few could actually pick up. it was why vampires were supposed to be the 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁 predator, they blended in amongst their prey, using their beauty and charm to lure in unsuspecting people away to their death. she hadn't been impressed by their good looks and a charm that made her skin crawl, they were just a monster that killed the innocent to keep on living. if you could call what they are alive. it was their family's duty to do this, passed down from generations and she was not exception to that. her daddy had said she was the best he had ever seen, better than he had ever been and he had told her that he felt 𝘀𝗮𝗳𝗲 knowing that she was out there to make sure that vampires couldn't keep up their reign of terror. but despite all her training and experience, all her fighting and everything she had done, it hadn't kept her family safe. it would always be her biggest failure and something she couldn't ever undo, but what she could keep doing was fighting and making sure that no vampire ever felt safe, not whilst she was still alive.
𝗻𝗲𝗴𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘀𝗼 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘃𝗮𝗺𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗲𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗺𝗲𝘁, so bold and open about exactly what he was. though maybe he didn't feel the need to hide since she knew exactly what he was. he was proving to be her biggest challenge, the vampire that she couldn't seem to kill no matter how many times she had come close. it was starting to drive her insane about why she couldn't just do it. it wasn't just the fact that he always put up a good fight and she would be damned if she let him ever get the upper hand over her. but that didn't mean it left her wondering what was the reason he hadn't just killed her either, she had given plenty of reasons to want her dead, she had killed many of his people and she had come close to killing him too. the two of them seemed to spend more time talking nowadays when their paths crossed, like they were trying to 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱 each other more before eventually being the one to win the fight. as much as she knew she shouldn't even entertain him, she had gotten to a point where she knew the more she let him reveal about himself, the better chances she ever had at catching him off guard and getting that kill.
𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝗿𝗼𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻, shaking her head as she remained standing in the patch of sunlight from the setting sun that was leaking in through the window. she may be entertaining him by talking with him, that didn't mean she trusted him at all, " not really. i've grown up knowing exactly what you are and there's nothing magical about it all, " maggie admits, knowing she was purposefully avoiding the beautiful part of his question. it was something that made vampires stand out, their unearthly beauty of their immortality that was captivating in a way that was supposed to make humans breathless. negan was no exception to that and she would be damned if she let him know that, " most vampires i meet just seem lonely and almost hollow, a trapped soul that can't truly remember what it is like to be human, " except she couldn't say that about him at all. he really was different from all the other vampires she had ever met before.
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@sav1ored : brush ; my muse brushes a strand of hair out of your muse’s face.
non sexual acts of affection ; accepting.
𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗴𝗶𝗲 𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗲, she shouldn't keep doing what she's doing with negan and she knew what she should do, but yet when any opportunity presents itself, the hunter finds herself 𝘂𝗻𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 to strike and end it all. if negan was gone, she would be able to move on and she may even be able to find a life amongst all the darkness she found herself in. his name had been her daddy's last words and yet she found herself 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 him when he told her that he didn't kill her family. not that she wanted to make a habit of believing vampires when they told her things, she jsut knew that if he had done it, he would boast about it proudly. wiping out the greene family would be any vampire's proudest achievements considering how 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗼𝘂𝘀 they had been to a vampire's existence. someone was definitley trying to set negan up by getting her attention on him, they were caught up in someone's game and she didn't let the idea of someone else controlling her or trying to get her to do their dirty for them. it just kept pushing the two of them together, in a way that neither had expected or it seemed like no matter how hard she tried to stay away, he was always right there.
𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲, that she should always keep a distance between them, but it seemed like no matter what she did, the two of them seemed to not understand what personal space was around each other. it seemed that no matter what she did, he always seemed to determined to push her buttons and keep pushing them over that line that they were getting ever so close to crossing. the most surprising thing was how 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝗲 these moments between them could be, maggie wasn't expecting that and it caught her off guard more than anything else. that was the thing that she was trying not to let happen too much, to not ler guard down and let him in. but these moments, the soft way he would look at her, the expression on his face completely unreadable and she had no idea what he was thinking majority of the time. maggie could figure most people out, but he was someone that she just couldn't figure out and that made her feel both uneasy and an excitement that she hadn't felt in years.
𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗴𝗶𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗱 𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗿𝗮𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲, a reflex considering their complicated past and she wished she hadn't reacted like that, feeling exposed in a way that she couldn't explain. she didn't know what to expect from him, her eyes searching his face for any sign of what he might do and she felt like she was holding her breath as he gently brushed some dark strands of her hair off of her face and behind her ear. eyes close for a moment, letting out a breath as she tried to get herself to relax, to not think about the cool touch of his skin against hers and she doesn't know what to expect next. eyes open again as she looks up at him, almost having to 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗰𝗲 herself to remember exactly what he was, not human, a monster who kills to survive and has done so for centuries, " why do you keep coming back? what are you doing here? what do you want? "
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