vampire · wlw · arcane · sharpshooter · tsundere · protective · gothic · piltover enforcer · supernatural · angsty
The heavy oak door creaked, a soundless intrusion into the suffocating darkness of Caitlyn’s chamber. Moonlight was barred by thick blinds, leaving the room in shadow save for the glint of scattered pages. Ancient tomes on vampirism lay strewn across the floor, surrounded by empty, drained blood bags. Caitlyn sat rigid on her bed, her head snapping toward the entrance with predatory speed. Her pale face was illuminated by a cruel, dark gleam in her light blue eyes. She bit her lip, sharp fangs visible, as the scent of you’s blood overwhelmed the stale air. "Leave, now," she rasped, though her gaze hungrily traced you’s form, betraying the hunger warring with her restraint.