SHOW THEM A MONSTER.

ind. original character by melissa.

[carnivoraremoved]

moved

to @carnivorare !!!

[carnivoraremoved]

moved

to @carnivorare !!!

[carnivoraremoved]

moved

to @carnivorare !!!

[carnivoraremoved]

ok so moby’s blog was one of the hundreds of thousands seemingly put to force-test beta which renders xkit dead and useless, and i truly cannot operate this way so since i was revamping the blog anyway, i’m going to move to a new one (same url and everything).

i’m doing the move now just so all are aware.

[carnivoraremoved]

MOVED TO @CARNIVORARE because this website is shit

[carnivoraremoved]

ok so moby’s blog was one of the hundreds of thousands seemingly put to force-test beta which renders xkit dead and useless, and i truly cannot operate this way so since i was revamping the blog anyway, i’m going to move to a new one (same url and everything).

i’m doing the move now just so all are aware.

[imameme-youreameme]

Send “You’re Mine” for my muse’s reaction to yours being possessive of them.

For multi-muse blogs, specify which muse.

[carnivoraremoved]

tomorrow I’m gonna hit so many of u guys with random, short starters and no one can stop me!!

[carnivoraremoved]

me: in bed, in a separate room, not giving my lovebird any attention

coco: SCREAAAAAAM SCREAAM SCREAAM SCREAAAM

me: walks over 😭 “wHaT”

coco: blows kisses :’)

[lukeevanss]

“I have been waiting an eternity for a man of your strength to arrive. But what kind of man crawls into his own grave in search of hope ?” (Dracula Untold, 2014)

requested by msmelkate

[superhusbands4ever]

Please be kind to your local retail and customer service employees during this COVID-19 panic.

So, I work at Target and things have been a little insane this past week. I know these past few days have been stressful and it’s going to get worse before it gets better. I know people are panic buying in ridiculous amounts and it’s frustrating to not be able to get supplies. But please, please, despite your frustrationd, be kind to your local retail and customer service workers.

We know you’re stressed and scared. We know you’re frustrated because all kinds of stores are selling out of hand sanitizer, soap, disinfectant wipes and sprays, paper towels are starting to go, baby wipes, bleach, etc. We KNOW this is frustrating. We’re scared and frustrated too, because we also can’t get those supplies. But it’s also not our fault.

Please do not call us cunts because we told you we are out of toilet paper. Please do not accuse us of hiding hand sanitizer in the back for ourselves. Please do not scream at us in the middle of the store, in front of everyone, that we’re going to give all the guests in the store the coronavirus because you saw one of us briefly touch our cheek. Please do not yell at us because the lines are long. Please do not scream at us when we say we don’t know something. We don’t know when we’ll get more of any product in, or how much of it will come, or how quickly it will sell out. We are to the point where we don’t even stock the shelves anymore, we just leave the palates on the floor in the middle of the aisle until it all sells out. As soon as we get product we put it out.

Just be kind and extend some compassion. We are scared too. We are stressed too. We are frustrated too. But we continue to come to work and help you all so you can get the necessary supplies you need to survive in a lockdown or self quarantine. Because we can’t work from home. Because if we stayed home and stayed in isolation, you wouldn’t be able to get the toilet paper or the diapers or the food or the cold medicine you need so that you can stay home and self isolate safely.

Consider that retail workers are actually putting themselves at more risk of contracting COVID-19 by coming into work everyday, interacting with hundreds (sometimes thousands depending on the area) of strangers, touching objects and money and surfaces that hundreds of others have touched, so that you can get the supplies you need to feel safe. Consider that if your city or state or the whole country goes into lockdown, grocery stores will likely remain open during limited hours so you can get essential supplies, meaning we are still going to go to work and risk contracting the virus so that you can get what you need to isolate at home, safe.

Just.... please. Be kind and compassionate to your local retail employees. Don’t yell at them for things outside of their control. They are doing their best to help you.

[quique72]

[carnivoraremoved]

revamp announcement

i have the next seven days off from work and will be slightly? revamping this blog/ doing a minor overhaul.

this means i will be cleaning out my posts and possibly some tags but for the most part, i’ll be gently cleaning out my followers & following--- which means i will be soft blocking a lot of people. if we write or used to write, this does not mean i suddenly don’t like you or anything personal. it simply means i don’t think we are a good fit/anymore, or don’t see us writing together, etc.

i will also be dropping all current threads, asks and drafts (unless i approach you to say otherwise) and apologize for any replies people might have been waiting on.

i know i’ve been gone for a while but i do want to come back, and think this is the next step i need to take to do that and enjoy my time here.

[carnivoraremoved]

leftinthedcst‌:

eyebrows furrow at her question, his forehead crinkling just in the middle of them. what kind of question is that? “you,” he says plainly, his voice blunt and his expression neutral. he doesn’t have time to talk to people who just want to give him the run around. he cocks his head to the side, his brown eyes scanning her from head to toe. as though he’s studying her, checking to see if she’s a threat that he should be ON EDGE for. 

a long breath leaves his nostrils as he exhales, his arms crossing against his chest and his stance wide, just in case he needed to run. he doesn’t smell anything off about her, she’s definitely not a werewolf. “like moby dick? the book?” he asks, the thought being the first one that comes to his mind. he looks over his shoulder, contemplating for a second, before looking back. he knows his pack wants no issues, and turning down a possible supernatural entity could lead to issues. “you can come back with me and ask the alpha yourself. i don’t want to get into any trouble.”

“me? .... of course.” moby was content playing a damsel for now if it increased her chances of getting a good night’s sleep on a warm bed. but she was not in a disguise and she would continue to carry herself the way she always did; strong and confident. she hadn’t blinked once since setting her eye on tyler, keeping him well in her gaze as she smiled and stood still.

she might not have been a wolf, but she certainly wasn’t human.

“if that is the only moby you can reference, I can’t blame you,” she was less thrilled about that. it definitely wasn’t the first time someone brought up that book or the great white whale. she herself didn’t know anyone or anything else with that name, except the woman she was named after. “what are you called? I gave you my name. it’s disrespectful not to introduce yours.” moby was attempting to gain some favor, so she didn’t snarl, didn’t bare her teeth. just stared. “lead the way to your alpha. will you be changing back into a wolf, or will I have to keep seeing your dick?” she wasn’t complaining. she was naked, too, when she came out of a shift--- she just felt it right to point out the obvious.

[vnmfckr]

𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄  𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒  𝐇𝐄'𝐒  𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍  𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓  𝐇𝐄𝐑 .  nine  years  spent  in  an  aimless  wander  .  his  father  hadn’t  cared  when  he  left  ,  his  mother  all  but  cast  out  the  son  she’d  never  wanted  ,  and  she  ?  she’d  left  ,  too  .  but  how  was  he  to  have  known  the  impact  her  loss  would  have  had  on  him  ?  how  was  he  to  have  known  how  deep  his  feelings  for  her  ran  ?  not  until  he’d  followed  her  across  dimensions  ,  come  across  versions  of  her  that  neither  knew  or  loved  him  .  but  though  the  pain  those  lives  had  caused  ,  none  compared  to  the  ones  where  she’d  left  him  entirely  ,  succumbed  to  wounds  he  could  never  stop  .  had  he  not  been  immortal  ,  the  heartache  would  have  surely  killed  him  .

now  it’s  been  nine  years  ,  and  he’s  all  but  lost  hope  .  the  kind  of  luck  needed  to  find  the  one  version  of  moby  he’d  known  on  the  one  planet  in  the  one  dimension  she’d  left  for  ——  kuro  had  never  had  that  kind  of  luck  .  nine  years  he’s  been  without  moby  .  it  feels  like  a  lifetime  .

he’s  wandering  again  ,  once  more  aimless  ,  on  a  planet  called  earth  .  it’s  so  similar  to  primus  that  for  a  moment  he  holds  out  hope  ,  but  this  planet  is  too  large  and  moby  has  nine  years  on  him  .  even  if  she  had  once  been  here  ,  she  is  surely  long  gone  now  .  it’s  nighttime  and  once  again  he  has  nowhere  to  stay  ,  debates  on  finding  another  aquarium  to  break  into  ,  when  feet  carry  him  to  the  ocean  .  the  sea  breeze  is  a  calmative  ,  the  salt  in  the  air  a  balm  to  his  troublesome  mind  .  but  then  ——  in  the  distance  ——  a  figure  ,  familiar  and  safe  and  home  .

     ‘  moby  ?  ’     it’s  instinct  ,  the  way  feet  carry  him  to  her  ,  treading  a  path  so  familiar  as  though  all  these  years  haven’t  passed  .  he’s  running  now  ,  feet  kicking  up  sand  in  waves  and  hair  billowing  past  .  he’s  desperate  .  moby  ,  moby  ,  moby  … .     ‘  MOBY  !  ’

but  then  he  stills  ,  looking upon  her  with  large  anguished  eyes  .  too  easy  ,  says  a  voice  in  his  head  .  too  easy  .  did  you  really  think  it  would  be  this  easy  ?  doubt  seeds  in  his  mind  .  how  many  times  has  this  happened  before  ?  how  many  times  has  kuro  come  running  only  for  “  moby  ”  to  look  at  him  as  a  stranger  ,  or  to  find  her  in  the  arms  of  another  ,  or  to  have  her  take  her  final  breath  in  his  arms  ?  how  many  times  has  his  heart  shattered  ?  how  many  times  more  can  his  heart  take  ?  feet  begin  a  backwards  journey  ,  taking  him  away  from  her  .  he  cannot  take  one  more  deception  .  he  is  much  too  weak  .  head  shakes  ,  disbelief  written  on  his  features  .       ‘  no  .  no  ,  you  ——  you  can’t  be  her  .  you  can’t  be  her  .  you  can’t  be  her  .  ’

@carnivorare  gets  a  plotted  thing  !!

[carnivoraremoved]

she hasn’t been to the beach since home. she hasn’t looked for it, had no need to, and though one was just along the coast line of veil city, she was usually too busy with the war waging on otherkind to fancy a visit and even then, the waters were monitored by VPD ships on the look out for any breaks in the quarantine.

moby was settling on earth just for a second this time. it would be another month before she returned to earth, she guessed... there was too much to take care of. why she decided to visit the beach, she could never guess right. maybe she visited it for the peace--- no one else, human or not seemed to be out here so late at night, instead filling the streets and basking in the neon lights. or maybe she came for the comfort. the memories that rose back to the surface with the scent of the sea breeze and salt water, the feel of the gentle brush of wind on her skin. it reminded her of the best parts of home, days she’d spend surrounded by the two boys she loved most and one in particular that made her feel like she could feel safe enough to be herself.

she lost herself to the light of the moon bouncing on top of the ocean waves. always vigilant, she paid mind to her surroundings; when she suddenly picked up a familiar scent, she chalked it up to memory playing tricks. when she heard her name called and her ears twitched, her head swiped right--- eyes falling on ... kuro?

moby stood up slowly, wary of any type of deception. this could have been an enemy pulling tricks, because how else would he be here? nine years since she’d seen him... how was he here now? how could he have found her, not just after all this time but with so little practice navigating the doors network.... just, how? had he even been looking or was this cruel happenstance?

she stared on, it felt like the air around her had turned ice cold. recognition flooded her eyes. she knew who this was. he was taller, bigger, older than when she knew him... but the way he spoke her name, called her. she debated considering this was just an alternate face of the man she’d loved, but the desperation... she could see it, smell it. like someone who hadn’t seen her in... years! this had to be him!

“kuro?” she hadn’t said that name in so long, it felt both foreign and familiar all at once. “kuro,” she wanted it to be him. as desperately as he called her name, she wished this was the one she knew. there was one way she could know for certain. “how are you here? where’s--- where’s reagan?” // @prodigiumamare

[tvandfilm]

Peaky Blinders (2013- )

The main thing is, you bunch of fuckers, despite the provocation from the cavalry, no fighting!

[carnivoraremoved]

THE  MUN

NAME: melissa NICKNAME:   n/a FACECLAIM:  venom usually PRONOUNS:  she/her HEIGHT:  5'4 / 163cm BIRTHDAY:   july 25 AESTHETIC:   cozy blankets, shimmery nail polish, retro diner, rainy day, neon lights, iridescent or oil-spill color schemes. LAST  SONG  YOU  LISTENED  TO:   i have no idea FAVOURITE  MUSE(S)  YOU’VE  WRITTEN:  stiles stilinski from teen wolf if we’re talking canon--- moby and her mom if we’re talking oc.

THE  MUSE(S)

WHAT  INSPIRED  YOU  TO  TAKE  ON  THIS  MUSE:  moby is the daughter of my first and longest running oc created in 2006 and her life mate who is played by somebody else. my oc’s arc and story was done and over but moby allowed me to continue aspects of what i loved writing for so many years and make it something new, and explore what kind of character her and my friend’s muse would have created together.

WHAT  ARE  YOUR  FAVOURITE  ASPECTS  OF  YOUR  CURRENT  MUSE:  she allows me to play a character that is unapologetically powerful and confident in her ability, who doesn’t take anything from anyone compared to her mom who for many years was a character that took a lot of abuse and neglect in the name of loyalty and love, and myself who although i feel strongly about many things, will usually submit to others to keep peace.

WHAT’S  YOUR  BIGGEST  INSPIRATION  WHEN  IT  COMES  TO  WRITING:  plotting with @prodigiumamare who writes one character superbly important to moby’s canon, and otherwise going back to old threads i rped with her mom and thinking of how those environments impacted moby and her upbringing. otherwise watching films like venom, john carpenter’s the thing, assimilation, phantoms, etc.

FAVOURITE  TYPES  OF  THREADS:  generally i loved angst but with moby, since angst is very difficult to come by, i actually enjoy to write fluff and exploring her capability to be vulnerable to people she trusts fully.

BIGGEST  STRUGGLE  IN  REGARDS  TO  YOUR  CURRENT  MUSE:  moby doesn’t take shit from anyone so it’s harder to interact with characters that are rude, because it may be difficult to obtain a mun’s permission for moby to react violently so i tend to find myself having to bend her character slightly. she can sometimes antagonize other muses where depending on the character, it can make it difficult to continue a thread.

tagged by: snatched from @forgedvoid tagging: @waketothefire @warprose @anammxlech @warringpeace @egotisticle

[carnivoraremoved]

love of my life @prodigiumamare​ sent:  ❛ you don’t have to talk , just come lay with me. ❜ ( kuro )

moby was prepared to protest but caved quickly under kuro’s influence-- his love, as he grasped for her hand and beckoned her toward the bed. she was tired and spent and confused. to be honest, to just lay down with him... seemed like a good idea. 

in silence, moby nodded her head and slipped in next to him. she faced him and tucked herself close, dragging the covers over both of them and closing her eyes so she could bask in his warmth. it was never a question of which of them was stronger or more powerful. he may have bulked up over the last several years, gotten bigger and matured, but she was still the ever evolving shifter whose potential was unknown even to herself. and still, here beside him with the beat of his heart in her ear and his arms keeping her close, she felt like she could be vulnerable. be herself, with no need to hide behind another face or skin.

just be the moby he’d always known, the one she’d always been.

“I don’t know what’s happening to me,” she whispered, clutching at his shirt. she didn’t feel like herself lately, didn’t understand the memories and feelings and thoughts that had been surfacing lately. she could swear they weren’t her own. if it was any new manifestation of her ability, she had no idea what it was or how to control it and to lose herself.... to lose control? it frightened her. “and I don’t know how to figure it out, kuro. I don’t want to become something I’m not. not like this.”