Children Of The Night

H I A T U S this blog will be inactive indefinitely ♈ V A M P I R E ♈ [A U T O P L A Y ]

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I hate to do this, but this last year I created a number of unsustainable muses. Unfortunately without content to fuel my interest, I have difficulty keeping any muse alive, and recently these two have died. I’ve gone on hiatus, but it didn’t particularly work for me. However, I did put a lot of work into this blog, and, in an effort to preserve that, I will keep it open. However it will no longer be active and I will no longer check it. Any partners that wish to reach me can do so on my personal: thelittlepalmtree.

Thank you to everyone who was kind enough to interact with my muses and those that gave me the thoughtful, well written responses I wanted. I’m so sorry to leave you like this and I hope in the future we can find another way to interact.

[lovkiy-blog]

                             Regimes fall every day.                                          I tend not to weep over that,                                                     I’m Russian, or I was.

[bittcn-blog]

New Promo for my new Natasha Romanoff Blog! Go check it out if you’re into Marvel!

[florensxsomnium]

IF I RECEIVE 5 ✌ I WILL POST A PHOTO OF MUN

[capt-kathryn-janeway-blog]

She was lost. She had been lost since she crashed here. She had been hungry and thirsty, chased and shunned, attacked and verbally degraded. She had stolen and fled. She had despaired at how even though she was on Earth, she had never been farther from home. All of this had exhausted her. She decided that must have been the reason for her acceptance when Lucy invited her back to her room for a cup of tea. Coffee had always been her preference, but tea sounded like the most wonderful thing in the world to her right then. This was the first time since the crash that anyone had offered her anything. She couldn’t pass that up. Perhaps she could also learn something of the mysterious Madam Mina and determine if Lucy and the others were in danger.

She had experienced cultures where nudity was the norm before, so all of this wasn’t as shocking as it could be, but it was still odd. The sensuality on display here was unusual for her to be in the presence of, and following Lucy in all her naked glory back to her whore house bedroom was also surreal. As was watching her haloed by the light of the window, looking like some kind of goddess or celestial being. 

She bit her tongue when Lucy mentioned Mina, saying the world had not been kind to her. She wanted to say that perhaps the world had a reason. She wanted to ask Lucy if she’d ever felt as if any sort of influence was being exerted upon her, if she’d ever acted in ways she couldn’t explain after the fact. But perhaps it was too soon for that. Lucy described Mina as her “dear sister” after all. Best to just listen and absorb as much information as she could.

“Yes,” she replied to Lucy’s question, weary just thinking of it. “I have come a very long way.” She faltered a little at Lucy’s kind offer to provide Kathryn with more appropriate attire, touched by her generosity. “I– I would really appreciate a dress, but I feel I should pay you back in some way… I’m afraid I don’t have any money with me.”

Kathryn recoiled ever so slightly when Lucy touched her face. But once she looked into her eyes she felt a bit easier, some of the tension leaving her. She continued to gaze at her with uncertainty as Lucy assured her she was safe and that all women were sisters. “Let your sisters take care of you now,” Lucy said.

“That’s– very kind of you,” she said hesitantly, not entirely sure what Lucy meant. She wasn’t at all confident Mina wouldn’t be furious with her “dear sister” for helping Kathryn either. She still didn’t want to get the girl in trouble or put her in danger (or more danger). “But I wouldn’t want to intrude or…,” she trailed off uncertainly, feeling off balance.

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It was a bit frustrating to see how much  Mina had scared her new plaything. There were far too many feelings in that woman. She cared too much, pushing people away by her forwardness so that they could not be hurt by her. Lucy took a robe off the hook and draped it over her body, sitting next across from her guest. It covered nothing, but left what was uncovered looking much more desirable. 

She wanted this  woman to feel the desire that was so easy to stir up in a man. She posed lackadaisically on the chair, sitting as though she were alone. Suddenly it seemed as though she could start touching herself or any number of other private things. And yet it was an invitation. Come touch, come intervene, come taste what you thought you could not have. 

Evidence of arousal was there, glistening in the rays of sun that fell down and touched her body in near-sordid ways. Even her breasts were tipped with prominent nipples. Now to drop the bomb, "Well, I'm afraid, there is only one thing we take as payment here." She looked sadly over at the other woman, her big blue eyes seemed to say I don't make the rules. Her plump lips turned down in a juvenile pout. "Of course, you won't be wanting to give it." 

She flushed--never underestimate a well timed flush--"But you must think me so...oh I don't know...you must think me a dreadful monster to suggest such a thing." She lifted her hand and it drifted over her smooth skin, down to her inner thigh, "But you see, what they teach us is sin, I have seen as something far more miraculous." She stood and walked over to Kathryn, "There is so much our bodies can do, they can melt away the pain and darkness that has clouded our lives. If you have been with someone, I am guessing it is a man." She bit her bottom lip, "I hope you don't mind me suggesting...but...let me show you what only a woman can know. Let the bonds of your pedastal fall, and see the divine in what you once thought a sin." 

As of yet, her speech had not failed. Many a dirty former shop-girl came to their step, weeping and yet declaring their purity. Mina could usually turn them, but if not, Lucy would look into their eyes, and speak those words, and down the dress would fall, revealing a body begging to be ravished.

[doubterturnedpriest]

“You don’t care whether or not you get judged by people in general or just by me?”

[bittcn-blog]

“Both, I mean, do I look like a woman who needs to care about other people?” Her beauty was more an objective fact than anything else. In her career as a whore she could often be described as a religious experience. She stepped forward and touched his nose, “You’re lucky you’re cute, Father, or I might not even listen to you.”

[biggergiants-a]

“I would not want to inconvenience you. Are you sure I am not bothering you?”

[bittcn-blog]

“Nonsense, my dear, I would be so pleased to help you.” Mina put a hand on her shoulder to steer her down the road. 

[goldenfools]

Natalie Dormer for CRASH Magazine

[mae-rps]

Violence/Death themed ask memes/prompts

((Obviously, lots of trigger warnings here so please be careful - Violence tw, death tw, killing tw, physical abuse tw, blood tw))

[mae-rps]

“Is that blood?!”

“You didn’t have to kill them!”

“Your car is dented, who did you hit?!”

“I could always just kill them…”

“Why are your knuckles bruised?”

“Just go! I’ll clean up this mess.“ 

“You busted my lip!”

“You clean up, I’ll hide the body.”

“They deserved it.”

“Dont you dare hit me!“ 

“I liked killing them.”

“Oh God, there’s so much blood!“ 

“Don’t be a baby, I only kicked you in the balls.”

“Kill them! Go on!“ 

“Who gave you that black eye?!”

“They died happy at least.“ 

“Do you want me to hit you?!“ 

“Get rid of them and I promise I’ll never bother you again.“ 

“I’ll kill you, I swear!“ 

“They were trying to kill me! I had to defend myself!”

“I’ll kill every last one of them.“ 

“Ow! I think you’ve broken my arm!”

“I’ll fight beside you.“ 

“Are you burning a body?”

“I was protecting you!”

“Don’t be alarmed, but I may have just run a guy over.”

“Have you ever killed anyone before? Be truthful.”

“It was an accident!”

“Well, you should’ve thought about that before you hit them with your car!”

“Burn the body and lets go.”

“I’m glad they’re dead!”

“They’re not going to make it.”

“Don’t you dare die on me!”

“I had to do it.”

“I killed them so we can be together, don’t you see that?”

“I may or may not have a dead person in my basement.”

“I am sick of cleaning up your mess!”

[chaoticvictors-archive]

Send “You’re hot when you’re angry” for my muse’s reaction to your muse saying this.

[bittcn-blog]

Starter Call!

Like for a starter! 

[cittamemes]

Send a [TEXT] that was meant for my muse but they weren't supposed to receive.

[bittcn-blog]

Touch my muse! Touching is a quiet way of conveying your feelings, so tell me how you feel with your touch!

Top of head: Sibling affection/parental affection

Hair: Yearning

Ear: "I want you to hear me out."

Nose: "You're so cute."

Cheek: "I want to tell you I love you."/Deep affection/Devotion

Neck: Dislike/Hate/Disdain

Shoulder: Worry/Concern for other/Fear

Waist: Possessiveness/"You are mine."

Over the heart: "I love you."

Butt: Sexual attractiveness/lust

Hip: Interest

Back: Wanting to kill/will betray you one day

Stomach: Fun!/Silliness/"Wanna go cause some trouble?"

Forearm: Indifference/Don't particularly care for

Biceps: Aggravation/Irritation/"You are an idiot."

Fingers: Friendship/amicable

Wrist: Fear of losing you

Knee: "Don't worry, I'm here for you."

Chin: Beauty/attractiveness

Thigh: Sympathy/empathy

Calves: "I will cause you pain."

Feet: "I will serve you forever."/Deep devotion and and feelings of servitude/extreme fealty

[roleplayermemes]

Your character walks into my muse's room, only to find them fast asleep and half-hanging off of their bed, the blankets twisted into a mess around them. How does your character react?

[voidxeyes-deactivated20140529]

Hey! Can you guys reblog this if you are willing to roleplay some horror or darker themes?

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As her posture and voice changed, Natasha stiffened before looking over at the woman. “Look, I don’t care what you are; I’m just doing my job but when you start acting like this the moment somebody even offers the idea then you’re making it pretty damn obvious that something isn’t right”

Looking back out over the water she stayed silent, she wasn’t here to argue or accuse only to do her job and atleast attempt to find out if anything fishy was going on and right now, it seemed like something was.

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“You’ve just accused me of being what--an alien or something? It’s pretty damn obvious that you’re the one that isn’t right.” Lucy put her hands on her hips, she had her act down perfectly. “I mean, I thought you were going to accuse me of being a prostitute, I thought you were a cop not a psycho.” 

She pulled out her pepper spray for affect. “If this is some creepy roleplay, I’m not into it. Leave me alone.” 

[bittcn-blog]

“Well that’s pretty impressive.”

[ofvallianceandvillainy]

“Thank you. But it’s also very dangerous too.”

[bittcn-blog]

“Dangerous-smangerous, who cares about that?”

[bittcn-blog]

“Afraid is hardly the word I’d use for my feelings. Pity is more accurate.”

[doubterturnedpriest]

“Oh I see. Well I won’t judge you for judging me.”

[bittcn-blog]

“Okay...I mean, I don’t really care.”