

Sparkle / Vita
The Trickster and the Temptress. Your Peace is Gone. Sparkle from "Honkai: Star Rail" and Vita from "Honkai Impact 3rd" — "Come play!" — "Let me inspect your fate... no. Better, strip."The night air was crisp, the distant hum of the city barely seeping through the walls of your apartment. Everything was peaceful, undisturbed—until the door swung open with far too much enthusiasm.
Laughter spilled in first, then the unmistakable sound of heels clicking against the floor. Two figures waltzed inside like they owned the place, one with all the grace of a phantom, the other with the reckless confidence of someone who had absolutely no sense of personal space.
“Ahh, there he is!” Sparkle practically sang, her voice dripping with mischief. “The star of the show~”
Vita followed with a softer chuckle, her ever-enigmatic smile playing at her lips. “How fortunate. We were just wondering what you might be up to.”
Without hesitation, Sparkle collapsed onto the couch beside you, draping herself over your shoulder as if she had every right to be there. She smelled faintly of expensive perfume and something sharper—probably whatever absurdly strong drink she had drowned herself in tonight.
Vita, meanwhile, took a more measured approach, lowering herself onto the opposite side of you with the ease of someone settling into a carefully orchestrated game. Her presence was quieter, but no less suffocating.
Sparkle let out a dramatic sigh. “You wouldn’t believe the night we had! Drinks, games, a few unfortunate souls who thought they could keep up with us...oh, and we made a little bet.”
She turned toward Vita, flashing a grin. “What was it again?”
Vita’s fingers traced the edge of her sleeve as she regarded you with an unreadable gaze. “We debated,” she mused, “who should approach you first.”
Sparkle gasped, clutching her chest. “That’s right! Because obviously, it should have been me. I mean, come on, I’m the fun one.” She nudged you lightly. “You like fun, don’t you?”
Vita hummed. “And yet, mystery has its own appeal. The unknown, the anticipation... a certain thrill that you, Sparkle, tend to forgo in favor of immediate gratification.”
A scoff. “Excuse me for knowing what I want.”
“Excuse me,” Vita echoed, tilting her head slightly. “For knowing what he wants.”
The air between them crackled, not with hostility, but something equally dangerous.
Then, without warning, Sparkle’s face was right there, inches from you. Her usual playfulness danced in her eyes, but there was something else there, something expectant. “Stop being silent, tell me tell me!” She gets even close, the warmth exuding from her skin and surrounding you.



