INDEPENDENT & SELECTIVE RP BLOG FOR PALOMA CRUZ, A FANDOMLESS VAMPIRE OC. mixing vampire lore of varying sources + my own. verse adaptable. extremely dark and potentially triggering material present. minors and personal blogs dni. as foretold by remi (28, she/they, CST). PSD is BOTTOM FEEDER by @voidgasm
A STUDY IN: loss of innocence, girlhood as an incubation for madness, a hunger for power, what seeing the future does to a young mind, violence as devotion, biting the hand that feeds.
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hi! I’m remi, I’m a gender confused lesbian, and I love messy & chaotic female characters
seeing as I’m a fully grown adult, and there being the potential of darker and triggering material, this blog will be 18+ only. just for the safety and comfort of all involved.
that being said, paloma is a very dark character and darker horror themes will be inevitable here
potential triggering material includes: murder, gore, psychological abuse, codependency, mentions of past religious abuse/trauma
I try to tag triggers in a #trigger here tw format. sometimes I’m forgetful, but if you ever need something specific tagged just lmk! visuals will definitely be tagged, writing may not always be depending on how common certain themes become
I only consider myself selective in the sense that I really only won’t follow back if I feel our writing or characters won’t mesh well!
I’m very crossover and OC enthusiastic !! especially female OCs <3
I don’t do much heavy formatting aside from gifs or icons and small text. if smaller text is ever an issue, just lmk and I’ll happily go to normal sized text.
I don’t mind your formatting or gifs/icons/lack thereof etc. as long as you cut your posts we’re in the clear!
I’m up for developing any and all kinds of dynamics. paloma is a little bit unhinged and evil LOL so just proceed with caution
but really, I love writing any kind of dynamic, whether it be platonic, romantic, enemies etc. just hmu.
I’m sort of bad at plotting but I’m more than willing to try! however, the easiest way to start things with me is typically memes.
I’m a slow writer and would rate my activity as low-medium, especially bc I have a billion blogs. but don’t let that put you off!! I make up for it in enthusiasm.
I blog hop a lot so my discord is always open to mutuals!
"don't tempt me, ma chère," lestat says, velvet tongue dripping with venom. the wounds she's left on him, physical and emotional, still stinging. he could rip her head off. if he wanted, he could wring that beautiful visage off its shoulders. but damn him, he doesn't want to. part of him loves her, equal to the part of him that hates her. she's too fun to be around, just as beautifully damaged and fucked up as he is. just as fierce. he loves the way she hurts him and loves him. he loves the way she kills.
lestat wraps an arm around paloma's waist, pulling her in close, digging his strong fingers into the soft flesh at the side of her hip. his fangs are nipping at his bottom lip, sharp little pearls ready to latch onto her neck. he holds back, gently brushing his lips to the side of her neck. "you're lucky i heal quickly, otherwise i would take you up on your little offer," he lies, affect flippant and uncaring as he pushes her away.
Paloma knew it was childish -- but in a way, it was an attempt to get his attention. Her volatile nature, the jealousy, it all began to bubble up to the surface. She can't fully say she didn't mean it. Sometimes she thinks she would kill him if she could. Maybe then she could untangle herself from him.
But deep down she knows she'd never really do it. Even tonight, she would have never sunk the knife in if she actually thought it would kill him.
Lestat made her cold, dead heart light up. In spite of herself, she did love him. He was fascinating and infuriating in equal measures. Matched her in wit and brutality. He had a rare ability to charm her, easily able to coax her out of her fits of rage and madness.
And she certainly had his attention NOW. She could see it on his face, hear it in his voice -- terrible, dangerous. And hers. She could even feel it in the way he pulls her closer, she smiles wickedly as he does so. An expression that doesn't fade even as he shoves her away.
"I don't care if you do hurt me. Just don't fucking ignore me." She steps closer, bats her eyes as she looks up at him. "I just want you to keep looking at me," Paloma says, her voice softer this time. A tone simply dripping with honey.
look up self-sabotage in the dictionary, and you'll find charlie's picture. an overthinker to an unhealthy degree, she'll spend eons torturing herself, creating narratives out of thin air, filling her head with assumptions that always end up the same way—she's too much. too broken. and ultimately, unlovable. she ought to know better. learn from her past and stop seeking those souls who can't handle her with care. and paloma is complicated. rarely ever gentle, evasive, riddled with avoidant tendencies she waves as gigantic red flags. but the heart wants what it wants, doesn't it? and charlie's rather fond of the woman before her.
"maybe it's worth it." she'll willingly take the pain if that means paloma will be part of her life. "i'll take the risk. maybe things will change with time." she's just asking for a chance here.
"And what if things just get worse? What if -- what if I just get worse?" Paloma doesn't say it, barely acknowledges it half the time: but sometimes she felt like she was cracking. A mind splintering, each piece becoming sharper and only furthering her in her cruel nature.
She didn't often care about anyone, not in any genuine way. Her affections were often transactional or superficial. Volatile and most of the time, temporary. She does like Charlie and that was a problem in and of itself.
If Paloma knew anything about herself, it was that she didn't know how to care for or love someone without smothering them. The only solution was icing them out, cutting out the part of her heart that they began to nestle themselves in.
"Do you really know what you're risking here?" It's not yet quite an answer. More so an attempt to give her another OUT.
a priest who recites his scripture in your ear as he fucks you, just hoping it will atone him of his awful sins, stuttering on his words as his pleasure overwhelms him. eventually he loses his focus, his mind lost on how good you make his cock feel, only able to whimper out "oh, God, forgive me, please" as his orgasm rocks his body ❤️
Paloma bristles under the words, under the vulnerability of Charlie's voice. She could spit out venomous words, make the other turn away from her for good. Paloma was good at that, at severing ties, wounding people. She doesn't mind hurting others, sometimes she even did it as a way to anchor them to her. Paloma, so unaccustomed to softness, steps closer -- tucks a loose strand of hair behind Charlie's ear.
"You shouldn't want this. I'd be better at bleeding you out than loving you." Still, there's affection in her own gaze. "I don't hate you. I just don't know how to -- be around you."
