Taste of Poison

Lycoris Radiata Affiliated with Citta Alveare Apartment M-2 Rank: Nobody

[hadtheblackknockedrightoff-deac]

Citta Meme Sunday

[alluringmurder]

Ask the character/mun: Ask the muse whatever you want for them to answer IC; or ask the mun a personal question to get to know better or to get an OOC answer [although we would like to keep these at a minimum]!

Truth/Dare: Be reasonable with the dares! If you start getting ridiculous no one will want to do them; characters aren’t really obligated to do all the dares they receive. Don’t forget about the truth part as well!

Situation: Give the character another character or characters, a place and a reason in order to create some interesting thread ideas (if both parties are willing to do it that is)! For example: You could send an ask to Ventus saying: “Roxas, Sector oo6, clothes shopping”.

Headcanon: Anons send the character a word, or a name and you may write a small/long headcanon about said word!

Drabbles: Give the muse a prompt and they may write a short drabble on it.

[ronyorosewood]

Give me a 'dear' and I'll write a letter to them.

Dear Past self Dear Future self Dear Person I like Dear Person I hate Dear Person I’m Jealous of Dear Mom Dear Dad Dear Best friend Dear Ex boy/girlfriend Dear Santa Dear >give name<

[alluringmurder]

Hatred intensifies 

[alluringmurder]

A Poison Pet

How lucky she was to get such an adorable girl instead of that other cretin. Lycoris was overjoyed, in fact. She was entirely grateful and it showed all over her face.

"Master, would you like a snack? Perhaps some tea?"

Needless to say, she was used to this kind of thing. The only people she struggled to deal with were those who are arrogant and unkind. 

[alluringmurder]

twingrail replied to your post: Collar

-whispers ‘there’s the prompt’-

Hahahah I was considering sending the collar thing to her as well. Interesting. O-kay~ Should I make a starter?

[alluringmurder]

Collared by the vampire

"How about you crawl in a hole and rot, demon."

One minute too late, she gets a loli as her owner. Not that that will stop Dio, but still.

[alluringmurder]

Collar

"Oh my, how adorable~"

She can accept this.

[svikarithessi-deactivated201808]

First character to put a collar in my inbox owns mine as a pet.

[inboxideas]

The next 2 statements in my askbox are truths my muse will believe in for 24 hours

[alluringmurder]

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2. Left shoe or right shoe first?

What a peculiar question. Left, then right.

4. Their favorite gemstone?

Amethyst. It's the most fitting gemstone of her dear friend Belladonna, someone who she always admired. 

6. Ticklish spot(s)

Fairly typical spots. Her feet, neck, and stomach. She's extremely ticklish in these spots, enough so to get her laughing hysterically.

8. Favorite piece of clothing?

Well she doesn't exactly have a favorite outfit since all of it gets burned after use anyway. But she does have a favorite accessory! It's a beaded cross necklace that had escaped the flames surrounding Belladonna's death. It's broken and charred, but Lycoris keeps it as a reminder to stay strong and find a way to move on in even the most hopeless of situations.

10. First thing they notice when meeting someone new?

Their eyes. You know what they say about the eyes being the windows to the soul or something. Lycoris can tell a lot about a person's intentions by the look in their eyes.

11. That one thing that will cheer them up no matter what?

Children! Lycoris really loves kids, and has a huge soft spot for them due to the young poison princesses who loved and admired her.

12. Their reaction to being placed in a suit?

Honestly, I think Lycoris would walk funny in pants. It would feel uncomfortable and unnatural (even though she wears tight corsets on a daily basis) and she would sulk quite a bit. Silently fuming. 

[alluringmurder]

♫

♫ a song and accompanying headcanon about a high point or heavy issue in their life.

Gaslight - Emilie Autumn 

This song reminds me a lot of what it must have been like for Lycoris before being sent off to Glandol. Her and the other girls lived a lot like prisoners in a small house. Every day there was a possibility of them dying, and there would never be any chance of them living freely. However, Lycoris always fought for that impossibility. But she knew it deep down to be futile. 

[alluringmurder]

✧ 「 5, 9, 17 」

5. A way to win their heart.

She enjoys simple, thoughtful gestures. A little kindness can go a long way.

9. Least favourite feature about themself?

Since she was a little girl, Lycoris has always hated her blood red hair. She was constantly ridiculed for it and began to believe herself to be unattractive or an abomination because of it.

17. What position do they sleep in?

She rests flat on her back with her arms atop her stomach while she sleeps. It's a position she was trained to sleep in to appear more like nobility.

[canatim]

personalized music headcanons

♔ a song and accompanying headcanon about fighting/conflict.

♠ a song and accompanying headcanon about hate.

☢ a song and accompanying headcanon about death.

♥ a song and accompanying headcanon about love or romance.

♦ a song and accompanying headcanon about devotion or loyalty (friendly bonds).

☁ a song and accompanying headcanon for despair or high tension.

♕ a song and accompanying headcanon about pride or good fortune.

❂ a song and accompanying headcanon about solemn anger or violence.

✞ a song and accompanying headcanon about positive or negative reflection or retribution.

♫ a song and accompanying headcanon about a high point or heavy issue in their life.

♖ a song and accompanying headcanon about a pivotal figure in their life or heroism.

[cittamemes]

Let's Get Personal!

Do they keep anything special under their pillow?

Left shoe or right shoe first?

Their reaction to heart break?

Their favourite gemstone?

A way to win their heart?

Ticklish spot(s)?

Hot or lukewarm shower?

Favourite piece of clothing?

Least favourite feature about themself?

First thing they notice when meeting someone new?

That one thing that will cheer them up no matter what?

 Their reaction to being placed in a dress(if male)/suit(if female)?

Boxers or briefs?(male) Panties or thong?(female)

Their reaction to finding their hair another colour upon waking?

Do they wash their hair or their body first?

Shirt or pants, which is put on first? 

What position do they sleep in?

Hugs or kisses?

Best way to spend an afternoon?

Ideal date?

What do they look for in a partner?

Greatest fear?

Most sensitive part of their body?

Thoughts on betrayal?

What do they wear to bed?

[canatim]

daily life/routines headcanons

[alluringmurder]

✔ : exercise/training regimen headcanon.

✘ : eating habits headcanon.

✿ : hygeine routine headcanon.

★: before bed/waking up actions headcanon.

☎ : housekeeping routine headcanon.

✐ : grocery list (what they shop for on a day to day basis) headcanon.

✂ : weapons care/maintenance headcanon.

♥ : pet care or daily life with lover headcanon (specify).

☼ : transportation headcanon (ex: how long does it take them to get to work, how often do they get gas if they drive, what metro lines do they take, etc).

♚ : vanity headcanon (favorite stores to shop at, items they’ve been eyeing, etc).

✈ : family/friends/socialization headcanon (who do they consider closest, how often do they meet, etc).

❅ : household/personal decoration/style headcanon.

[thegreyassassin]

The New World - Open/Intro

[thegreyassassin]

 “Silence.”

His voice rang with authority, spoken with an even tone, yet with the force of a great bellow. Once she had caught his eye, she was doomed to deal with the depths of his depravity, malicious red eyes bearing down upon her, the full weight of his dominant atmosphere crashing down onto her as he crossed the distance between them, realizing that her moving any closer would likely not be possible. Nostrils rose as he tested the air around her. It was still thick with the taint he had noticed before, but aside from that…

“You are human, undeniably so, but…tampered.”

A hand reached up to grip her chin, forcing her to look up to him, brows raised with interest as he tried to discern the truth from her eyes. A few moments passed when he finally admitted it to be a lost cause; she had no idea the truth of which he was seeking, and even if she did, the only thing in her mind then and there was overwhelming fear. There was little he would be able to get out of her from her thoughts or words…

He would have to do this the old fashioned way. Tilting her head to the side, bringing a hand up to brush aside the dress along her shoulder, he leaned down, face not even an inch away from her neck, nose flaring as the smell of the taint became ever stronger. Whatever secret she held, it was in her blood, and that happened to be DIO’s specialty. Without warning, he bit down upon her neck, fangs piercing through flesh easily, and letting the blood rush out. He drank for only a moment or two before stepping back, a raucous laugh letting loose from his blood stained lips.

“This taste…You are poison! Your blood, your scent, your existence is poison!”

[alluringmurder]

Her entire body was paralyzed, not from her fear, but rather his mere presence. It was as if his word was absolute, and she couldn't even speak up to oppose. It was a dreadful feeling. Even as he walked towards her she could not back away. Her legs felt like lead, they would not obey her commands. Instead, her body obeyed him.

As she was forced to look up at him, another wave of disgust rolled through her. All of her features contorted, but she was still frozen stiff. So desperately she wanted to pull away. He was not human, she was sure of it. And those suspicions were confirmed moments later. A shiver rolled up her spine as he leaned in closer, her dread turning into pure terror within a single moment. She wanted to scream as he pierced her flesh, but nothing came out. It was a peculiar sensation, agonizing yet blissful. It burned like a roaring fire, but she was not scared of it. In that moment, her thoughts cleared her head. Only for that moment, however, and as soon as he stepped away she found herself stumbling backwards from the appalling experience. 

A... blood sucking demon?! I thought that was merely legend!

It was technically possible, she supposed. Poison Princesses were said to be nothing but legend as well, and yet she existed. It would be naive to think that other myths could not hold truth.

But his words are what truly shook her core. That's right, he had tasted her blood, yet he was... perfectly fine? It's as he said, her entire body is sodden with poison, so how? Lycoris figured it had to be due to his cursed form, he was just as vile at his core as she was. Of course her poison couldn't taint what has already been tainted. 

"You..."

Is this his reason for taking an interest in me? Will he let me go now that he has his answer?

Another wave of uneasiness hit her as if answering her own question. The person that stood before her was not human, of course things wouldn't be so simple. He did not seem like the kind of man to pay heed to someone who could not sate his wicked desires.

"Let me go this instant!"

Those words desperately escaped her lips, but why is it that she needed his permission to start off with? She wanted to run, but she couldn't. She was rooted to the ground and all she could do is demand him to release the grip he held on her. But why couldn't she just run...? All of it, every last bit of this situation seemed utterly futile to her. A hopeless situation that was completely out of her grasp.

[thegreyassassin]

The New World - Open/Intro

[thegreyassassin]

There was always a thrill when it came to hunting down humans. Not in the act itself, which had become hopelessly dull due to DIO’s skill at the task, but rather with the prey he sought; their emotional turmoil, their fear, their desperation, it was all so wonderfully delicious .They pushed themselves to the brink to try and escape, but they always failed, for if there was a hunter of men, it was Vampires, and DIO was an exemplary specimen of such a race.  Such as his presence foretold to the young lost maiden.

It was coincidence that brought their paths together this night, but it was also ill fortune on her behalf. In the night, Dio was at his peak condition, even with all the restrictions placed upon him and his Stand. Though his strength was weakened, his natural Vampiric capabilities did not weaken, and when he found the woman in the darkness, he was able to sense everything about her; the sound of her heart racing in fear, the sight of her beautiful form  trembling in fright, the taste of her apprehension In the air…

But there was more to it than that. There was something very special in the air surrounding this one. Her body was tainted in more ways than one. No, that wasn’t the correct way of putting it either. She was taint. There was something utterly vile about her presence, something about her form that would have turned a human away, had they the perception to notice such a thing as he did. But instead of repulsing him, it only created further interest within him. Her luck was steadily growing worse.

He raised a hand to her, a single finger pointing out to her with all the authority of fate itself. His presence was commanding, his words compelling her with a power and dominance less human and more beastlike in nature than anything else. Only the strongest of humans could truly hope to deny an order from DIO in this state, when he used the full power of his vampiric stature. It was something out of old horror stories; a dark inhuman force that could not be resisted, no matter how much one tried.

“You there, Girl. To me.”

[alluringmurder]

She wasn't stupid. Even if she wanted to run, she knew she couldn't get away. And unfortunately, Lycoris had yet to discover the rules of this world. She assumed that if she were to die in this moment, she would die for good. And so began her plan on how she would escape this situation. Perhaps she could just give him what he wants, then leave. If it was money, she had none. If it was her body, he would instantly regret it. That's the way she saw it. It was better to just go along with it, but unease consumed her.

She had to force her feet to move towards this loathsome presence, everything in her mind and body was rebelling against it. Her steps grew heavier, as did her breathing, and it was becoming increasingly difficult to pretend she had one ounce of composure. Her instinct told her something terrible would happen if she kept moving forward, but it also told her that something terrible would happen if she were to flee.

She stopped several feet in front of him, no longer even pretending to smile. Her expression gave off one of disgust as her eyes raised to meet his, immediately wanting to look somewhere else, but unable to let her guard down. He was more foul than anyone she had ever faced. At least they had some shred of humanity. 

"I have nothing to offer you. I would appreciate it if you allowed me to leave, it's getting a tad late."

She tried to replicate his confidence in her speech, but it was futile. His arrogance was far too superior, and Lycoris was aware of her own helplessness. Even if she was an excellent liar, she would not be able to convince someone of something that she herself could not even pretend to believe.