In Love With The Stars"Carm..?""Mmm, yes Cupcake?"Her smile appears at the nickname.You smirk."Why do you like the stars?"You set your eyes on her as if you're looking into her soul for the reason to her question. She continues however before you can reply."I'm just curious. You always seem to watch them when you get the chance."You wonder if she remembers what you told her the first time. So you test her."It's comforting...to think how small we are in comparison. All the lives we led...the people we've been..-"She finished for you. A hand grasps yours as she does so."Nothing to that light."You swear your eyes glitter with hope at her. She's the only person who seems to be able to do that. You kind of enjoys her ability to do it too. The way she can say a word or three and your heart is filled with hope that whatever deity is out there doesn't take your special star from you.It's a cruel world, however. You know it's a possibility.The thought makes you squeez
Hollstein - One Lifetime“Carm…” Laura’s voice shook uncontrollably as she clutched at Carmilla’s hand.The vampire gave her one of her characteristic cynical smiles, squeezing Laura’s hands to comfort her despite her own feelings of fear at being strapped to this bed awaiting...God only knew what. “Hey. It’s gonna be okay, cupcake.”“Since when have you been the voice of optimism?” A pissed-off Mattie put in from the corner.Carmilla curled her lip. “Since Laura.” Mattie sniffed.“Okaaay!” Lafontaine rushed in, flitting about double-checking everything anxiously. “JP, you’re sure of this?”“It is the only way.” The mechanical voice confirmed. Lafontaine bit their lip and looked at Carmilla.“Are you sure you want this?” they asked.Carmilla looked at Laura, and though her beautiful brown eyes were set, Laura’s were ablaze with uncertainty.“Carm, you don’t have
Bad Blood: A Carmilla FanficLaFontaine had drawn some of Laura’s blood and taken it to the lab for testing, forcing the distraught Perry to come with her before she unnecessarily worried the already devastated Carmilla. Laura lay in bed, eyes closed, sweating with fever, her breathing labored, and slipping in and out of consciousness. An extremely worried Carmilla hovered over her bed and would occasionally press soft, gentle kisses to her forehead and stroke her hair. “Please don’t leave me,” she whispered to the unconscious Laura. “I’ve already lost you once, Ell. I can’t lose you again. Your smile, your laugh, your love, I can’t live without them. My Ell. No, my Laura. You’re Laura now. Laura, I love you. I’ve loved ever since I first met you in 1872 in your former life. You can’t die,” Carmilla confessed, before breaking into a heartfelt sob.Laura shifted in bed, starting to regain consciousness.“L