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##ㅤㅤ✱ㅤㅤ𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗢𝗗𝗫𝗦𝗘𝗘𝗗ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ,ㅤㅤㅤㅤindependent self indulgent roleplay blog for an original character under the wings of dark fantasyㅤ﹠ㅤwhere cosmic horror thrives in the monstruosity form of godsㅤ.ㅤㅤthis is the sour tale of 𝗦𝗬𝗟𝗩𝗔𝗜𝗡ㅤ𝗔𝗟𝗧𝗔𝗟𝗨𝗡𝗘ㅤㅤ──┈┈ㅤㅤthe soul reaperㅤ﹠ㅤleader of the wintertide of the 𝗕𝗟𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝗥𝗢𝗦𝗘.ㅤbrought from the dead with multiple versesㅤ﹠ㅤthreads forming him in the stillness of the void.ㅤ

✧ㅤㅤmature themes present in many shapesㅤ,ㅤbe careful in your stepsㅤ﹠ㅤsilence the voices in your headㅤ.ㅤsemiㅤ-ㅤselectiveㅤ,ㅤsummoned by AONNAㅤ,ㅤsheㅤ/ㅤherㅤ.ㅤest ²⁰²⁴ㅤ.ㅤabstain of interacting if you are a minorㅤ.ㅤthis blog has super duper low activityㅤ.ᐟ

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𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍𝙀 𝘼𝙍𝙀 𝙉𝙊 𝙀𝙉𝘿𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙎:ㅤㅤㅤthe  unlikely  hero's  sacrifice,ㅤthe  flame  of  omen  and  death  intertwined,ㅤendlessly fightning your inner  demons,ㅤto  be  the  abomination  and  the  fallen  one,ㅤthe nightmare of being brought back to life,ㅤthe powers of the void,ㅤto  bear  the  heavy chains  of  commanding,ㅤrage in the most crude wintertideㅤ﹠ㅤthe  sinfulness  of  curses.

ㅤ▍▒ 𝙉𝘼𝙑𝙄𝙂𝘼𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉: 　　　 carrdㅤ ㅤ﹠ ㅤ ㅤpinterest ㅤ ㅤ.

　†　walking the frozen hellfire path with: ㅤ@chrysalisgaze ㅤ& ㅤ@trandafirs.

[bloodxseed]

ㅤㅤ_ . · 𓆩𓆩𓆪𓆪 · .ㅤㅤ𓆩𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐂 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘𓆪ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

heathcliff & catherine ㅤ

[wuthering heights by emily brontë]

you’re intense, stormy, and more than a little bit dramatic.

love

to you, isn’t soft or simple. it’s feral, consuming, an obsession that takes root in your bones and refuses to let go. you don’t do casual. you don’t do temporary. when you love someone, they become a part of you, for better or worse, and separation feels like losing a limb. people might call you possessive or too much, but for you, love is about recognition. love is about finding someone whose wildness mirrors your own. you thrive in chaos and passion, in emotions so raw they’re almost destructive.

you’re not afraid of the dark sides of love, because you know that even in ruin,

it’s real.

tagged by: @noctalaethra . · ❀

[bloodxseed]

　_ . · 𓆩𓆩𓆪𓆪 · . _ †ㅤ𝑾𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝑫𝑶𝑬𝑺 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝑻𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑬 𝑳𝑰𝑲𝑬ㅤ✦

sea water

being loved by you is like diving into the ocean. it’s a limitless, deep feeling. it’s scary but soothing at the same time. it burns on open wounds, but it’s what makes them heal too. it’s a taste that lingers on your lips, so unexpectedly good. you crave deep, intellectual connection. maybe you’re not good with words, expressing your feelings might not come easily for you. it's your actions and attention that let them know, they feel seen and heard. your primary love language is probably acts of service, small little things, like untangling your lover’s jewelry without them asking, that when added up speak volumes. like the impression that the sea gives with its vastness, you also might seem distant, inaccessible; but that’s just the way you are, a little cold, right? your lover probably got scared at the beginning, it had to adapt to it by taking little steps at the time before confidently leaving the shore behind. you crave peace and stillness, because you know how an agitated sea can be frightening even for the most experienced sailors. it looks so quiet but your love can get loud, like the roaring sea. you hate fighting. you’re always scared the waves might get too big, too tall to overcome; that your lover might run away, unable to contain and hold you. you’re not asking to be tamed; just to be trusted, to be stayed with even when the waters rise. you wish nothing but hold them tight and be their lullaby, to rock them as if they were asleep on a floating mattress, gently carried by the waves, drifting slowly towards the center of your heart.

tagged by: @chrysalisgaze

[kaisources]

. ݁⋆⁺₊✧ 🔪ཀཀ : BLOOD IS THICKER THAN ... roleplay crime sentence starters, based on CRIME FILMS. genre: mystery, thriller, crime, organized crimes. trigger warning: blood, murder.

What, with the police breathing down my neck?

That was round the back, wasn't it?

Do me a favour. Fuck off!

What was it about? Didn't [he/she/they] have some kind of problem?

What the fuck is [he/she/they] going on about?

What the fuck am I talking about?

You'll never guess who I bumped into the other day.

That's a bit of a stretch, ain't it?

You haven't invited that asshole to the party, have you?

You done well for yourself, didn't you?

What do you take me for?

What a place! A fucking palace.

Do you want a drink? Are you scared?

I didn't need a drink. I was drunk enough.

I hear you've been hanging around.

Apparently you handled yourself quite well.

You see, when you work for me you do things my way.

There's no going behind my back and there's no going out on your own.

It's pathetic. Fucking excuses. All sorts!

Wait a minute! What's the problem?

Come on, don't do anything stupid.

Remember the last time we went through all this?

What, like wasting my time speaking to you?

Get off me. What are you looking at?

Don't fucking do it, you bastard!

Now let's see that money.

If we had a good day, well, we always had a good day…we'd end up at [place name].

Shut up a minute. Turn that fucking music off!

Come on, [name]. Let's get a move on.

How long you've been here? Do you see anyone?

All right, try and describe them.

You little piece of dead meat.

What did I say? What did I fucking say?

What did I tell you? And what do you do?

Well, what was I supposed to do? [He/She/They] started the fire!

I tell a lie, breaks the fucking thing.

It is not fucking all right. It is all fucking wrong, you morons!

Remember what I said? This is a delicate matter.

Fucking grief you've caused me.

There it is. Come on, who wants it?

You're coming with me.

I thought you and I had sorted out our problems long ago.

What's this about then? Why are you here?

You want to go to war with me, [name]?

What, you scared?

Why don't you just sit down?

Oh, it's about that, this, is it?

Look at me. Look into my fucking eyes!

That's not to say I gave the order, is it?

How does that sound? Sounds about right, doesn't it?

I'm joking. I'm not serious. I'm making it up.

So you're a gold digger then?

I suppose they have to talk you up, you being important and that.

Oh, fuck off. You're having a laugh, aren't you?

I can't believe it. I just can't believe it.

I have never understood one word you've ever said to me.

I was just making some tea. Would you like a cup?

You know me. You know what I'm like.

For fuck's sake. All that has nothing to do with me!

No one's saying nothing. Dead quiet.

I'll have a drink but don't go asking me questions about [name].

I think you better try, don't you?

I can't remember what was said, but I do know that I didn't say nothing.

I love that smell. Do you like that smell?

Look what you've gone and done, eh?

What are you trying to do?

Maybe you should go down and wait in the car.

Don't think I want to be here, anyway.

All I know is that a body has been found.

What the fuck are we waiting for, Let's go now!

Something does not make sense.

I don't think that means me, does it?

I can't even hear myself think.

Not exactly over the moon, are you?

There's something really ugly eating away inside of you.

I don't give a fuck whether you approve or not.

Run for fuck's sake! This is for you, you fucking asshole!

You want something done, you gotta do it yourself.

Where do you think you're going? You get back inside!

Lost the taste for it, have you?

Who are you? You're nothing.

Are you going to tell me what this is all about, or what?

Do you understand what that means?

They're charging [name] with murder.

Someone should listen to me for a fucking change.

Well, so what? It's no fucking good to us now.

Don't you call me stupid!

It's a very difficult time. I'm trying to deal with it as best I know.

Are you saying I'm not up to it?

Business is as good as ever.

You're out, fit and well, and I'm happy.

You want a job? Me and you, just like the old days.

We really should catch up.

Do you mind if I get back to work?

You ever kill somebody, [name]?

I think you could if it was somebody you really hated, you know?

I want to ask you a question. No ifs or buts. I want a straight answer.

Why haven't you killed me?

You know exactly how long it's been.

I thought maybe you were dead.

What makes you think that you're so special?

I deserve some love. I want a Valentine's card.

Love what you've done with the place.

I want you to take the money.

You drive me fucking nuts, you do.

What have you got that I haven't got?

It's easy to kill somebody. It's nothing.

Had to be done. Somebody had to do it.

For old time's sake. Down memory lane and all that.

[raesource]

injury / injured prompts

if you are sending to a multi-muse, remember to specify the muse that the prompts are being sent for . you can add + reverse to swap roles .

👕 Blood seeps through receiver's shirt from a fresh stab wound.

🗡️ Press a bladed weapon into the receiver’s side.

🤕 Peel back the receiver’s bandage to reveal the infected wound underneath.

💉 Inject a painkiller into the receiver’s arm.

🏹 Yank an arrow out of the receiver’s shoulder with a swift pull.

🪢 Wrap a makeshift tourniquet around the receiver’s thigh.

🔥 Cauterize the receiver’s wound with a hot blade.

🩸 Smear the receiver’s blood across their cheek.

🦴 Snap the receiver’s dislocated shoulder back into place.

🪡 Carefully stitch the receiver's wound with steady hands.

🔫 Press the barrel of a gun against the receiver’s fresh bullet wound.

😴 Carry the unconscious receiver somewhere safe after a brutal fight.

🫳 Trace fingers along the receiver’s old scars.

💥 Slam the receiver into the ground hard enough to crack a rib.

🔪 Drag the tip of a knife slowly across the receiver’s forearm.

🩹 Apply pressure to the deep slash on the receiver’s abdomen.

🦵 Kick the receiver while they’re down.

🫦 Wipe blood from the receiver’s split lip with a rough thumb.

🔄 Twist the knife embedded in the receiver’s shoulder.

🧑‍⚕️ Lay the receiver on a operating table under harsh light.

🪏 Dig fingers into the receiver’s wound to retrieve a bullet fragment.

✂️ Clean and cut dried blood from the receiver’s matted hair.

👊 Punch the receiver to give them a black eye.

🧊 Hold ice against the receiver’s swollen face until it numbs.

🧼 Help the receiver shower / bathe after they get hurt.

[bloodxseed]

You are a really bad liar.

_ . · 𓆩𓆩𓆪𓆪 · . _ @chrysalisgazerysa Don't you dare talk to me about lies.. ✦

‘ Ha! ’

Did she really have the courage to utter such an accusation?

‘ You want to talk about liars? Fine! Let's talk about lies! ’

So long silent. So long holding back, without letting the deepest emotions of her heart burst out, at the request of her once best friend.

Despite the deep and painful love he felt for her, he could not let go of all the truths he learned in the years of captivity of his own mind.

‘ How about the lies that what really happened that day, about Aisha's death? How about the lies you created about who you were to my mother, to the crown of Pandemonium? How about the lies about your past? Your relationship with that fucking bastard? Or when you lied to me about the true purpose of the mission? When I lost my companions, my family! And the lies you tell every day about who you really are to your subordinates, your allies, to Owen? TO ME? ’

He took an anxious breath.

‘ Tell me… Who are you really? ’ Tears streamed down his face.

‘ Tell me who I've fallen in love with… ’

[bloodxseed]

💔 What’s the one apology they’re still waiting for that’ll never come?

_ . · 𓆩𓆩𓆪𓆪 · . _ @chrysalisgazerysa Perhaps… one day… but it is not yet time to heal. ✦

What is the only apology they are still waiting for and will never receive?

‘ Apologies? ’ He looked down at his hands. ‘ These bloodstained hands do not deserve apologies, regardless of whether the lives of the innocent or the guilty are at stake… Who determines that? ’

All that time, drowning in his own mind, memories flowing like a raging sea towards the abyss… He hoped to reach some port, but he is still adrift.

‘ I no longer wait for phantom apologies that should never exist… But if… Maybe… Some explanation that will calm a part of my mind. ’

[bloodxseed]

🩸 What’s the worst injury they’ve ever had & the story behind it?

_ . · 𓆩𓆩𓆪𓆪 · . _ @chrysalisgazerysa It is easier to hide scars on the skin than those on the heart... ✦

‘ Are you seriously asking that? ’

He said in a tone without any surprise.

After returning from those years of captivity by his cursed mind, he needed to see her face again and wait to see what his heart would feel at that moment……

But all he felt inside was a growing sense of vengeance…

Revenge for his dead friend, his companions stripped of their freedom, her lies, her false words… But no matter how hard he tried that day, that reunion marked him forever.

Whenever he looked in the mirror, he would see that scar on his right eye and remember everything he felt that day, and the helplessness of not being able to do anything.

The only positive thing about that new face was that it had something that physically distinguished it from his progenitor.

[bloodxseed]

☀️ What’s their happiest childhood memory?

_ . · 𓆩𓆩𓆪𓆪 · . _ @chrysalisgazerysa don't ask about a past that lies in the storm. ✦

Incredulous at the question, he hesitated to answer.

He didn't even remember his childhood very well, but he knew it was a happy part of his life… Even though he couldn't remember how that emotion felt… Or if it was ever real.

‘ My childhood was… strange. ’ He sat on the edge of the sofa, watching the reflection of the candle on his unfinished glass.

‘ I was a prince, and as such I had many comforts, but… The whole world around me was big and cold. I had the love of a mother, a father and two older brothers, but as time went by, everything faded away. ’

He took a sip from his glass, trying to calm his mind.

‘ I think the only happy thing was… When that little boy drew a picture of his family and ran to show it to everyone, hoping to see their reactions and approval of his art… The boy took out his drawing, raised his head and… That's it. ’

The little prince did not remember those faces, nor the emotion they reflected at that moment.

[bloodxseed]

you'd make a terrible vampire.

_ . · 𓆩𓆩𓆪𓆪 · . _ @chrysalisgazerysa enter in the wolf's lair until the storm subsided. ✦

A statement that, even though he would never want to be such a creature, filled him with resentment. A single sentence that made no sense, since his fangs weren't long enough, but it was equivalent to comparing him… to that man.

He approached the young woman, put his arm around her chest and pushed her gently until her body brushed against the nearest wall.

‘ I'm not like him. ’ His eyes glowed like the red blood burning inside him.

‘ And I would never want to be one of them. ’

Many stories passed since his loss of identity, his journey to discover the truth until he returned to his ‘ home ’.

In all that time, he learned truths that he still did not want to accept… But sooner or later he would have to face them.

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headcanon questions

if you are sending to a multi-muse, remember to specify the muse that the questions are being sent for . feel free to edit these as you see fit .

🌟 What’s something small they did as a child that hinted at who they’d become?

❤️ Who is the one person they’d drop everything for, no questions asked?

💔 What’s the one wound (physical / emotional) they’ll never fully recover from?

🗡️ What’s their “I’ve killed for less” trigger?

☀️ What’s their happiest childhood memory?

🌧️ What kind of weather matches their soul?

🍽️ What meal do they cook when they need to feel like themselves again?

🎶 What song instantly makes them emotional & why?

🌙 Do they sleep peacefully / fight nightmares every night?

🔒 What’s a secret they’ll take to their grave?

🪞 What do they secretly hate about their own appearance?

💪 What random skill are they weirdly proud of?

👶 Baby picture of them - what’s the most embarrassing thing about it?

🏠 Describe their home when no one’s watching—messy, spotless, chaotic cozy?

😭 What always makes them cry, even if they hate admitting it?

😂 What’s the dumbest thing they’ve ever laughed at for way too long?

🧸 Do they still have a childhood comfort object? Where is it now?

✏️ What nickname do they secretly love being called?

⚔️ How do they act when they’re furious but have to stay polite?

🩸 What’s the worst injury they’ve ever had & the story behind it?

🕊️ What would instantly calm them down in a panic attack?

🔥 What’s something they’d burn the world down to protect?

🌹 What scent reminds them of the person they loved/love most?

🪥 What’s their most oddly specific daily routine?

💔 What’s the one apology they’re still waiting for that’ll never come?

🃏 Are they the type to forgive / hold a grudge until the end of the universe?

🌌 What’s their biggest “what if” that keeps them up at night?

🦋 What was their “I’m not a kid anymore” moment?

🎭 Do they wear a mask in public? What’s the real them like underneath?

🧳 If they had to leave home forever with only one bag, what do they pack?

🌑 What’s the darkest thought they’ve ever had about themselves?

☕ What’s their comfort drink?

🖤 What’s a “villain” trait they actually possess?

🤝 Who is the one person they never want to disappoint?

🎁 What gift would utterly destroy them (in a good / bad way)?

🩹 How do they react when someone they love is hurt?

🌅 Are they a sunrise / sunset person - what do they think about while looking at their favorite?

🧣 What texture/clothing item makes them feel safe?

🦉 What piece of advice do they give everyone but never follow themselves?

🔪 What’s the most violent thing they’ve ever done for love / survival?

🦋 What seemingly insignificant memory do they cherish the most?

🌹 What is their love language & how badly do they need it right now?

🪨 What’s the hardest choice they’ve ever made?

🧋 What food/drink do they hate that everyone else loves?

🕰️ If they could relive one day of their life, which would it be?

👑 In their own story, are they the hero / villain / someone else entirely?

🌡️ What temperature do they keep their home at & why?

🧸 What would their younger self think of them now?

💌 What’s the letter / text they’ll never send?

⚰️ What do they want written on their gravestone / what do they want people to remember them for?

[kaisources]

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔* : WE COULD HAVE HAD IT ALL . . . a collection of unfulfilled romance, unrequited love, doomed by narrative, heartbreak &. breakup roleplay sentence starters from NUMEROUS FILMS. genre: romance, hurt and comfort, angst.

I remember thinking that it was the first real holiday I ever had with [him/her/them].

I didn't give a thought to who might be in it, or was going to be in it. Why should I?

Although I hadn't seen [him/her/them] for years, I was thinking about 'em at that very moment.

Are you happy?

[Name], it's been wonderful seeing you again.

Happy New Year. I thought I'd lost you.

[Name], I've been looking for you everywhere.

It's funny, isn't it, after all these years?

These things get more crowded every year, don't they?

Are they happy? It's the sort of life you wanted, isn't?

Was [he/she/they] very much in love with you?

Will you always love me, [name]?

I shall never love anyone as much as I love you.

Why won't you marry me?

I don't think you could possibly understand.

If two people really love each other, and want to be together, they want to belong to each other.

[Name], I want to belong to myself.

Dearest, [name], don't be angry with me.

Why can't there be love without this clutching and this gripping?

I expect you're terribly busy, but I wondered if… we go out?

I didn't think you'd be able to come.

You're still a very unexpected person, [name].

I never knew you had this photograph of me.

What you're doing with it, I don't know. You gave it to me for Christmas once.

Some things take years to understand, don't they?

Remember that, you wrote that to me in a letter once.

It's silly, the things we do when we're young.

How we talked about all the things I was going to do in life.

What were the things I was never to be?

I stood and watched it for a time and began to think of all sorts of things I've forgotten. Things about you.

I thought I'd forgotten everything. Now I remember everything.

We knew each other so well that suddenly it seemed as if the intervening years hadn't existed.

We'd done this before, years ago, but as the days went by, new things began to happen.

I'd never really known the pleasure of walking arm-in-arm.

It all seemed so perfectly natural that I suppose it was easy not to think of the consequences.

We were happy and… that seemed to make it all right. At least, for a time.

We have to, don't we?

Oh… Have you been seeing anything of [him/her/them?

Who else have you been seeing?

It's wrong somehow. I've got to do this myself.

It would be terribly humiliating for [him/her/them] if you were there.

When will you tell [him/her/them]? Tonight?

I know exactly what [he/she/they] will say. It's what [he/she/they] said before.

Our love - yours and mine - wasn't what I wanted, not in my heart.

I can never stand, really, belonging to someone.

Why do you call it pathetic?

Aren't you losing your head?

I'm sorry you had to find out in this way, but I think you'd better know the truth.

[Name] and I have always loved each other. And.. we still do.

A mistake was made years ago. And now you want to put it right?

I can't… think for the moment.

Why have you come here?

Did you really imagine I wouldn't see through it?

If I thought you and [name] could make any sort of a life together, I might feel very differently about this. But I don't think you could.

You may love [him/her/them], but you don't know [him/her/them]. I do.

Your love is the romantic kind. The kind that makes big demands.

Nearness, belonging, fulfilment. And priority over everything else.

That isn't the kind [name] really wants. Although you almost persuaded [him/her/them] that it was.

Don't you see that you two together are dangerous?

You can't help it and you couldn't have changed it.

You just have to keep away from one another.

It was a cowardly thing to do. I should have told you.

Less than 24 hours ago, you told me that you loved me.

Do you remember once, I asked you how you could love me and yet marry someone else?

Your marriage was bound to be a failure.

I'm not a very good person, [name].

I wanted your love, and I wanted [name]'s affection and the security [she/he/they] could give me.

You don't really know me at all.

My love isn't worth very much.

Will you always want to belong to yourself?

I suppose that if fate had been kind and gentle we would never have met again.

Fate is not kind and gentle. It sent us together to a sunlit lake and snow-capped mountains.

And what are you doing here now, [name]?

There are places in [country's name] I ought to be but this isn't one of them.

I suppose something like this was bound to happen.

It's been a long time. I'm glad it's happened at such a lovely place.

Do you know what's the most extraordinary thing? I was thinking about you last night.

You haven't changed, but you look tired..

That would be breaking the rules, wouldn't it?

This is the only chance we're ever likely to have for the rest of our lives.

Do you realise, [name], that we're practically strangers?

You know, these days… we're closer together and much happier than we used to be.

You're very happy, aren't you, [name]?

Will you always love me, [name]?

I could never marry anyone but you.

I always knew we'd meet again one day, but I never imagined it would be quite like this.

I don't know, I suppose after last time I thought it would be easier that way.

I wonder how long it will be before we meet again.

I've loved seeing you and hearing your voice.

I was going to say…I'm glad you're happy.

I… can't just not see [him/her/them].

I was afraid you weren't coming.

You've had a rotten time, haven't you?

Don't be too nice to me, [name], I… don't deserve it.

You are happy, aren't you?

You haven't answered my question. What about you?

I don't know… what I'm going to do yet.

We'd… better say goodbye.

Goodbye, [name], think of me sometimes.

I know I shouldn't have come here, really.

Whatever you may think, however bad it may have looked to you, there was nothing wrong.

I think you'd better go.

I'll go away, I'll never bother you again. I'll do anything.

I knew you didn't marry me because you loved me, but because you liked me.

I didn't expect love from you, or even great affection. I'd have been well satisfied with kindness and loyalty.

You gave me love and kindness and loyalty. But it was the love you'd give a dog. And the kindness you'd give a beggar. And the loyalty of a bad servant.

I wanted this marriage, but now I don't. So I'm getting rid of it - with the rest of the things I don't want.

You made me hate and despise myself and I don't want you any more.

I don't want anything from you. I don't even want your gratitude.

I'm sorry. I'm… sorry. I didn't mean all that. I lost my head....

There was one thing I didn't bargain for in our relationship. And I didn't know it until a few weeks ago. But I.. I fell in love with you.

[Name], shall we go home now?

Yes, I would like to go home.

[olivememes]

heated rivalry prompts

dialogue prompts from heated rivalry, episode 1 & 2, adjust as necessary.

I wanted to introduce myself.

I'm not sure you're supposed to smoke here.

You will not be so nice when we beat you.

I'm still in shock.

He is strong, but he needs discipline.

It's everything you dreamed of?

It was my idea.

A whole lot of kids are gonna be looking up to you.

So, uh, look, we can forget that happened in there, OK?

You are a really bad liar.

I thought you might chicken out.

This is such a bad idea.

I like trouble.

Weren't you scared of getting caught?

You make me curious.

Come on, I want to see you.

You saw me in the showers.

You think I am asshole?

I know you're an asshole.

You're not gonna tell anyone about this, are you?

Will you disappoint them?

How does it feel to be perfect?

We can all live without you.

Is someone chasing you?

Get on your knees.

You don't deserve me. I should go.

We're not, like, friends or anything.

You're just up here sulking because, what, you couldn't take another victory lap around me?

Not everything is about you!

No one is looking.

Go be weird somewhere else.

You're straight up blushing.

Never in life have I blushed.

Why the fuck did you think it was ok to sext me before _?

You missed me, didn't you?

So where do you want me?

I can smell the cigarettes from here.

You still want?

Good news is we're not gonna be here long enough.

I saw you up here. I wanted to see how you're doing.

You need a haircut.

I am a better _ now than I have ever been.

Always looking for someone else to blame.

I'm an angel. It would be great if you could remember that.

I pay attention sometimes. When there's something worth paying attention to.

You used to be fun.

Danger used to get you going, if memory serves.

What the fuck do you want?

You haven't answered a text from me in, like, 6 months.

You won't even acknowledge I exist unless there's a fucking camera pointed at us.

If you want me to get on my knees on this filthy bathroom floor, you will have to ask nicer than that.

Show off for me. I want to watch you.

[zachrp]

ᝰ🚬 𝚉𝙰𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙿 .ᐟ (REQUESTED) RANDOM VAMPIRE-THEMED DIALOGUE + ACTION PROMPTS. CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SOME MATURE THEMES MAY BE PRESENT.

DIALOGUE

blood tastes different under moonlight.

i don't need permission from the dark.

that scar wasn't from feeding.

you hear footsteps. i hear veins.

you should stop trusting monsters.

i prefer alleys. less witnesses.

i hate how much i want you.

this is the part where you're supposed to be afraid.

i don't need your blood. i want it.

i don't turn people lightly.

i don't chase unless i mean to kill.

you smell different when you're afraid.

i never feed where i live.

nightfall is my beginning.

you're not afraid enough.

hunger doesn't make me cruel. it makes me honest.

i hunt by instinct, not thought.

i can't remember the last time i watched the sun rise.

you won't survive loving me.

stay still. i'm trying to be gentle.

you're warm. god, you're warm.

i won't feed unless you ask me to.

i haven't tasted fresh blood since yesterday.

i could hear your heart from across the room.

the night forgives nothing, it only hides it.

the night remembers what the sun forgets.

you'd make a terrible vampire.

you're not prey if i choose you.

i can hear your pulse speeding up.

i hear you even when you're quiet.

that's not hunger you're feeling.

you glow when you're alive.

i fed poorly tonight. i'm still starving.

the night belongs to us.

don't move. you'll only make it worse.

you don't know what you're offering.

you taste like you want to be kept.

don't bare your throat at me like that.

i don't hunt children. i don't hunt lovers.

prey always thinks it has time.

the city exhales at night.

running only makes the blood warmer.

i feed quickly. mercy is efficiency.

i could make this hurt. i won't.

i don't sleep anymore. i wait.

i mark my territory in subtler ways.

i fed already. this is something else.

don't ask me to choose between you and hunger.

you bleed so easily.

you should be running.

cities sound different after midnight.

you're safe. for now.

you won't look at me the same after this.

i only hunt when the moon is high.

the dark knows me.

night hides sins better than daylight ever could.

i hunt better when i'm hungry.

i don't need blood often. i need it precisely.

blood is louder than screams.

don't look back. it excites me.

hunger sharpens everything.

i can taste fear in the air.

you don't survive centuries without learning restraint.

i don't hunt every night. that's how monsters are made.

i can smell you before i see you.

i could drain you. i won't.

you feel different when you're asleep.

i've killed for less than this.

every heartbeat is a countdown.

i don't drink from people i care about.

if i wanted you dead, you wouldn't be talking.

i hunt alone for a reason.

do you trust me, or are you just out of options?

i warned you not to fall asleep near me.

you invited me in. you knew what that meant.

don't look at my mouth like that.

i only drink enough to keep my hands steady.

i've stalked quieter cities than this.

silence makes prey careless.

i remember my first kill.

you're safer when you don't smell like adrenaline.

i can follow your pulse through walls.

i haven't fed in days. you shouldn't stand so close.

you shouldn't wander after dark.

ACTIONS

( ambush ) : for SENDER to ambush RECEIVER from the shadows.

( protect ) : for SENDER to shield RECEIVER from another vampire.

( bare ) : for SENDER to expose their throat to RECEIVER in trust.

( hunger ) : for SENDER to struggle visibly with thirst near RECEIVER.

( chase ) : for OUR MUSES to run through empty streets at night.

( breathe ) : for SENDER to steady themselves after feeding on RECEIVER.

( clean ) : for SENDER to clean blood from RECEIVER'S mouth.

( restrain ) : for SENDER to restrain RECEIVER mid-hunt.

( mark ) : for SENDER to mark up RECEIVER as theirs.

( invite ) : for SENDER to invite RECEIVER inside their secret abode.

( circle ) : for SENDER to circle RECEIVER without being seen.

( hide ) : for OUR MUSES to hide from approaching dawn.

( refuse ) : for SENDER to refuse to feed on RECEIVER.

( stalk ) : for SENDER to follow RECEIVER through the night.

( vanish ) : for SENDER to disappear before RECEIVER notices.

( bind ) : for SENDER to bind RECEIVER'S wrist for feeding.

( scent ) : for SENDER to recognize RECEIVER by scent alone.

( awaken ) : for SENDER to wake RECEIVER at nightfall, already hungry.

( flee ) : for SENDER to run after realizing what RECEIVER is.

( feed ) : for SENDER to feed carefully from RECEIVER.

( linger ) : for SENDER to linger close to RECEIVER'S pulse.

( confess ) : for SENDER to admit they've been watching RECEIVER.

( spare ) : for SENDER to spare RECEIVER'S life at the last second.

( heal ) : for SENDER to lick RECEIVER'S wound closed.

( sunrise ) : for OUR MUSES to carefully watch from the sunrise together.

( endure ) : for SENDER to endure hunger rather than kill RECEIVER.

( turn ) : for SENDER to begin the process of turning RECEIVER.

( listen ) : for OUR MUSES to listen to the city settle into night.

( hunt ) : for SENDER to hunt RECEIVER silently through empty streets.

( pin ) : for SENDER to pin RECEIVER against a wall without feeding.

( sense ) : for SENDER to sense RECEIVER hunting nearby.

( offer ) : for SENDER to offer immortality to RECEIVER.

( stalked ) : for RECEIVER to realize they are being stalked by SENDER.

( claim ) : for SENDER to mark RECEIVER as theirs.

( watch ) : for SENDER to watch RECEIVER sleep without them knowing.

[chrysalisgaze]

- ` ♡ ´ - ㅤ⸻ㅤ@bloodxseed waltzed around the razor's edgeㅤ(ㅤ...ㅤ)ㅤㅤplotted starter.

A palace louder than usual,ㅤadorned in every place;ㅤred silks draped along the endless corridos and petals scattered where they would later be swept by many servants.ㅤThose voices whispering about couple-rituals and sugared gifts someone would politely refuse.

Passing through untouched by the many eyes she crosses paths with,ㅤnever in the colors that bled through the fabrics of the place:ㅤblack.ㅤA fabric that seizes the light as movement occursㅤ—ㅤan answer of those that dwell in the dark.ㅤIt's long,ㅤfluid,ㅤfalling like poured ink down the length of her body.ㅤSilk layered with something finer,ㅤsheer,ㅤso that every step stirs a faint shimmer across its surface.ㅤNot glitter,ㅤbut like starlight seem from very far away.ㅤConstellations embedded into midnight.ㅤWisteria told her to wear it,ㅤmight as well have fun with the obligated choices.

Beneath the glow of faint chandeliers,ㅤthe reflection mere mocks what-ifs the sky followed the springtide.ㅤThe bodice if fitted,ㅤsculpted to the waist before softening into a slow and weightless fall.ㅤSleeves translucent at the forearms,ㅤluminousㅤ—ㅤnebulaes spun thin and wrapped around pale skin.ㅤ

Her hair not loose.ㅤThe femme had braided part of it back,ㅤweaving the darker strands into something structured;ㅤthin silver chains thread through the braids,ㅤdelicate as the forst of the morning.ㅤAnd setting within the gaps,ㅤtiny crescent moons.ㅤNot large so they wouldn't be threatical.ㅤSmall.ㅤPolished silver crescents resting against the dark silk of her hair,ㅤfalling through the moment she turns her head.ㅤDistant constellations mapped only for him.

Oh,ㅤthe Spring Leader does not attend the ballroom where eyes linger and can admire.ㅤNo,ㅤshe finds herself past the noise and extravagant rehearsed affection.ㅤThere was a note:ㅤCome find me.ㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(ㅤ...ㅤ)ㅤ

❛❛ㅤㅤI know how much you dislike celebrations,ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤA calm voice reverbrates with sweetnes,ㅤstopping right on the edges of that balcony where the light catches the moons in her hair.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤso I chose something quieter.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤA small pause with deliberance.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤSeems like you approve it since you're here.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤThe scent of the candles blown clings faintly to the air that lingers between them.ㅤHand lifts,ㅤbrushing back a strand of black hair from his face.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤIf the world insists on celebrating love,ㅤit should at least look like something worthy of you.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤNo roses and no sugar offerings,ㅤjust her and him under that sky that has seen them so many times.ㅤStanding lose enough that the shimmer of her gown reflects faintly in his eyes.ㅤThose rubies that glimmer like the most fresh-stained blood.ㅤWaiting to see if the little wolf finally understands that she came dressed as his sky.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤWhat do you think,ㅤlittle princeㅤ.ᐣㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤ

[bloodxseed]

_ . · 𓆩𓆩𓆪𓆪 · . _ @chrysalisgazerysa swaying in the cradle of the starry night ✦

Innumerable glows around the great hall prevented the appreciation of the tiny trails in the dark sky. Not even the most desolate and secluded corner was spared from being blessed by the dazzling candles. It was an impossible task to distinguish which light was real.

The thunderous voices of the hall, at least, were no match for the great feast that was lodged in the hall of his mind. Not even the most dazzling crowd could make his mind fly quietly, nor could the darkest night stop the little wolf from seeing crimson.

What was he doing there? He was only compelled by three stinging words. Come find me.

Those seconds of waiting were more eternal than the years his mind lived without the hope of remembering. Maybe, in the past, he would have enjoyed a small part of the party, but nothing was the same… Maybe.

Amidst the chaos of light and noise, he caught a glimpse of something… Different. A silhouette. A graceful shape that made him connect with reality. A soft sweet as the sugary scent of the place. It was her.

He watched as she approached, her curves accentuated by the black ink on a bath of lights. Calm words bursting from her thin lips.

‘ Just hiding in my little lair until the storm subsides. ’

He said trying to calm the most anxious heartbeats that rumbled in his being.

‘ What choice do I have but to wait here having been summoned by the most remarkable flower in the place? ’ He averted his gaze. ‘ We both have something in common; a note with three words on it. Too much of a coincidence or just a little play of the eyes of fate. ’

[euthymiaaa]

— subtle physical affection prompts 𓆩♡𓆪

i hope everyone is having a great new year so far! enjoy :D

pushing strands of their hair out of their face

brushing the dust of their clothes

wiping off a food stain near their lips (bonus: you lick it off your fingers)

briefly tracing the lines of their palms

patiently helping them put their shoes on

teasingly playing with the string of their hoodie

nose boops

comparing hand sizes

accidentally grazing their hands as both of you are reaching for the same object

gentle massages for their shoulders

delicately putting your hand on their back

playful stabs with your fingers onto the side of their waist

ever so light forehead pecks

[novelbear]

”we’re just too different” - break up things

prompt list by @novelbear

"i think it's time we take a break."

hesitating to delete their photos from your phone

"i told you, we're done." "you sent me a text, you asshole. you didn't tell me anything."

the moment in the conversation where something snaps, their heart drops and they realize that this isn't going to work.

"no, no wait hold on..."

tearing up at anything that reminds them of the other

just taking those few moments to cry their eyes out because as much as they hate to admit, they're sad.

"why are you back? i meant what i said."

"i'm going to miss you. so much."

changing their nickname saved in their contacts back to just a full name.

^ or having to angrily (or tearfully) block them entirely.

dreading having to explain to family/friends that the relationship is over

"it shouldn't have to be like this, we both know that."

that one last visit to pick up their stuff.

^ or simply even leaving things at the doorstep/leaving a key to get in on their own so that they don't have to cross paths

"i just don't think this is working out."

getting ready to adjust/do something that they'd normally do with the other in mind, but remember that they're no longer part of their routine.

^ or the other way around: forgetting to do something for themselves because their ex would be the one to normally take care of it.

distracting themselves from the urge of picking up their phone and checking on them.