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I’VE MOVED CORVO TO MY NEW MULTIMUSE BLOG.

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I’VE MOVED CORVO TO MY NEW MULTIMUSE BLOG.

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I’VE MOVED CORVO TO MY NEW MULTIMUSE BLOG.

#OOC:

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I’VE MOVED CORVO TO MY NEW MULTIMUSE BLOG.

#OOC:

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I’VE MOVED CORVO TO MY NEW MULTIMUSE BLOG.

#OOC:

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I’VE MOVED CORVO TO MY NEW MULTIMUSE BLOG.

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I’VE MOVED CORVO TO MY NEW MULTIMUSE BLOG.

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undeadunalive

❝ What is darkness but lurking sun? What is wall but enslaved stone? What is glass but tortured sand? What is song but a call to arms? What is hate but jilted love? What is life but death pending? ❞

Independent 𝐃𝐫. 𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐢𝐝 roleplay blog from Dontnod’s VAMPYR ∣ vampire (Ekon) pacifist Jonathan playthrough based ∣ set from 1886+ ∣ multiple verses available inc. modern verse, Harry Potter verse etc. ∣ && other genres ∣ AU, OC, multi-muse && very crossover friendly

#ㄚ 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐎 #{ this is where i mainly am atm folks! }

nightprompts

&. 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

❛ i didn’t know where else to go. ❜

❛ i’ll never be that me again. ❜

❛ you can still be good. ❜

❛ i thought you’d be here. ❜

❛ don’t act like you know me. ❜

❛ because i care about you, okay? ❜

❛ it wasn’t supposed to end like this. ❜

❛ i was scared. i thought you had lost your way. ❜

❛ am i supposed to just let you go? ❜

❛ you deserve better than me. ❜

❛ don’t make me do this. ❜

❛ i’m not who you think i am. ❜

❛ you don’t mean that. ❜

❛ please just hold me. ❜

❛ i don’t want to understand, i want you to stay. ❜

❛ and why should i care? ❜

❛ you look awful. ❜

❛ i can’t do this without you. ❜

❛ don’t let me lose you too. ❜

❛ for what it’s worth, i really am sorry. ❜

❛ it’s not your fault. ❜

❛ i don’t know who i am anymore. ❜

❛ is this the part where you kick me out? ❜

❛ don’t we deserve to be happy? ❜

❛ promise me you’ll still be here when i wake up. ❜

❛ you can’t save everyone. ❜

❛ it was a nightmare, that’s all. ❜

❛ it’s just a scratch, don’t worry. ❜

❛ you know me better than i know myself. ❜

❛ don’t go where i can’t follow. ❜

❛ you’re better off without me. ❜

❛ we all die alone. ❜

❛ people get hurt if they get too close to me. ❜

❛ i hate what i’ve become. ❜

❛ i’m not going anywhere. ❜

❛ is there anything i can do to help? ❜

❛ i don’t even recognize you anymore. ❜

❛ who did this to you? ❜

❛ please don’t leave me. ❜

❛ oh, now you care? ❜

❛ don’t come any closer! ❜

❛ i missed you so much. ❜

❛ you don’t have to say anything. ❜

❛ do you want me to leave? ❜

❛ why are you avoiding me? ❜

❛ you could have died, you know. ❜

❛ i wish you were here. ❜

❛ you’re not alone. i’m staying right here. ❜

❛ i can be your family. ❜

❛ of course i’m here. where else would i be? ❜

❛ we just can’t seem to get it right, huh? ❜

❛ don’t look at me like that. ❜

❛ don’t push me away again. ❜

❛ this wasn’t how it was supposed to go. ❜

❛ you’re leaving already? ❜

❛ this was a mistake. ❜

❛ can’t sleep? ❜

#𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞:

mechecolomar-archive

#𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 #𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐣𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐧 #ᵗᵇᵃ #𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐯𝐨 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐨 #ʳᵒʸᵃˡ ᵖʳᵒᵗᵉᶜᵗᵒʳ && ᶠᵃᵗʰᵉʳ

survivics:

A bright smile lit up her face as she laughed, her eyes filled amusement as she looks up at him.

“It didn’t sound so bad, I guess what they say about you soldiers on breaks is true. With no Overseers around to command you all, you are all off charming unsuspecting locals and having drinks all hours of the night.”

She means it as a joke, mostly. It was not hard to see he was nervous, although how she could make him nervous was beyond her. As for gangs and bloodflies, she had heard plenty enough of that- not so much from her father but certainly in Dunwall. The idea that there wasn’t much else to Serkonos than the sun, spices, whiskey, cigars and pirates was something she could hear anywhere.

“I’ll trust your judgement. I have a feeling no matter what you share it will be better than my usual conversations about the weather, incoming ships and my specials. And if it isn’t, the whiskey and the company will more than make up for it”

Even for Corvo’s ever stable demeanour, he found something of a chuckle rumble in the back of his throat, particularly amused by what she’d said about him and his peers, unable to outright deny that it wasn’t entirely untrue when it came to a lot of them. All while he seemed to be slightly different, always standing on the outside, an invisible wall firmly planted between him and those who had grown up in Dunwall, holding himself to his duties more firmly than some of his fellow soldiers.

“Can’t argue with the drinking all hours of the night.” He managed with that same dusting of amusement, letting his lips grow across his face, curving more at one side than the other. “Whiskey and cigars mostly... and maybe a few drunken sea shanties for good measure.” Though the latter was aimed more at himself.

“I’ll try not to bore you to death.” Again, it was more of a teasing comment, though there did lay some truth to it. He wasn’t really known for talking all too much, but to be able to speak to another outsider, he already found there to be a difference, like there was one less wall standing between them. It was a pleasant change to what greeted him every other waking moment.

“What time should I drop by? I’d best put on a change of clothes. Will be nice to get out of my uniform for a while.”

#survivics #𝐢𝐜:#ᵐᵒᵈᵉʳⁿ ᵃᵘ #𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞: ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ ⁱˢ ᶠᵘˡˡ ᵒᶠ ˢᵘʳᵖʳⁱˢᵉˢ

demonstigma:

"Good and bad…I suppose. There are more of you around…then there were then. Thinking back to the Gods I believed in. Zeus…Athena…Ares…Poseidon. I always believed that the mortal world would wipe itself out simply by killing one another or through war and conquest.“

His answer is blunt, but as truthful as he can make it. They hadn’t, obviously, so he supposed that was a good thing. Seeing so many more than what he was used to seeing, structures built and industrial advances made him see how well adjusted they were to their growing population.

Corvo’s words make his eyes widen, then he nods slowly.

"So you’re the one they were speaking of on the streets. Lord Protector. Apologies I didn’t recognize you immediately. You caused quite a stir in Dunwall. If it’s any consolation, I never believed you were the cause of the ruckus that occurred even when they were all saying so. You seem like an honorable man.”

Had Corvo been from anywhere else in the world, he wondered whether he’d understand just what the man was saying, what those names meant, who they were -- - yet he found himself dug deep into a pit of uncertainty, reminded that the majority of his knowledge stemmed from the Isles, anything else had always seemed just out of reach. “Can’t say I know much about those Gods. It’s not exactly speciality.” He didn’t mean anything by it, didn’t intend to seem rude, simply -- - honest.

Though the Serkonan could scarcely imagine what it was like, he’d stood in the presence of the Outsider, a God in his own right, but more? “But one thing I do know, humans are stubborn. Tenacious. We probably will wipe ourselves out one day, but maybe not. I’ve known both sides of the coin. Bad people with cruel intentions and good people who just wanted do right by the world. So long as the latter remains, maybe there’s still a shred of hope?”

There had been a time when he’d believed the opposite, but the years he’d spent by Jessamine’s side, he’d learned so much, about the world, about people, about life itself.

When he heard his now former title, the assassin’s chin lifted a little, on guard just in case being recognised was about to throw him into deep water. To find otherwise was something of a reprieve, even if he couldn’t lower his guard completely. “They can say what they what about me, but I had nothing to do with the death of the Empress or the disappearance of Emily Kaldwin. I need to know what happened, who started all of this and why.” His shook side from side just momentarily. “Greed... power. I’m willing to bet those are the main factors at play here. Like I said, some people have bad intentions and I intend to put things right.”

#demonstigma #𝐢𝐜:#ᵐᵒᵈᵉʳⁿ ᵃᵘ #𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞: ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒˢᵗ ʷᵃⁿᵗᵉᵈ ᵐᵃⁿ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉᵐᵖⁱʳᵉ

❝ you look lost, do you need help? ❞

first time meetings & icebreakers

It was strange being away from the Isles. The furtherest Corvo had ever gone was when he’d moved from his homeland, Serkonos, was when he’d found himself shipped off to Dunwall in Gristol as a diplomatic gift to the Emperor. How far he’d come since then, built himself up only to lose it all in the blink of eye, betrayed by the very people who were meant to his allies, labelled as nothing more than a heartless assassin with royal blood on his blade. It couldn’t have been further from the truth, but for the time being he needed to lay low, gather himself together and figure out how to retake the throne for his daughter and clear his name.

But being so far away was more than a big step for him, even in Dunwall he’d felt like an outsider, those around him so often looking down on his heritage, for the fact that he came from Serkonos, let alone the Batista District, one of the most downtrodden areas in the isle.

“Is it that obvious?” The man’s husky voiced asked as dark and tired eyes greeted the stranger, his tone calm, yet -- - emotionless, plain, as though he were utterly unshakable. Which he was. “I need a place to stay. Doesn’t have to be fancy. A roof over my head is all I need.” Though it wasn’t necessarily a necessity. “Some place quiet.”

@nosac-glave

#nosac-glave #𝐢𝐜:#𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬:#ᵐᵒᵈᵉʳⁿ ᵃᵘ #𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞: ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒˢᵗ ʷᵃⁿᵗᵉᵈ ᵐᵃⁿ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉᵐᵖⁱʳᵉ