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“Who is the most prestigious you have ever claimed for yourself?” Hel had entertained monarchs too old for battle so often that the allure had faded ages ago. Surely a more proper Death must have known far greater company, if he were willing to share it. In addition, he might actually be able to CHOOSE who he took – Hel had never known the privilege.
Thin lips proceeded to purse; now there was a question that had never been asked before. He took a moment of contemplation, pondering over the countless souls he collected. Too many of them made memory vague. ❝ A man by the name Vincent came to wander my hall. A misunderstood man, some say, and he even begged me to take him. So I did, but what I admired most was his bliss in it all. He feared life rather than death and hugged me just to say so. Alas, even death must obey fate’s laws, Vincent’s time in my hall was brief but nonetheless... entertaining. ❞
“It kills me sometimes, how people die.” piloted by kadian.
make my muse feel guilty.
crush their heart. make them feel like the worst person in the world, even if it’s not entirely their fault. make them BEG at your muse’s feet for forgiveness, or not. make them crumble.
( REDID MY GUIDELINES!!! A tiny favor I ask is that you might go over them whenever you have the time to do so! Thank you! )
▋ HEL:
“They might declare that, but they might be wrong. Though, I do not JUDGE my guests – I only take those who deserve my realm.
❝ Oh, I did not say I believed they were. Humans are ignorant. Even our worlds are different, sweetheart, for mine is a much darker place for those of the damned. ❞ He slowly grinned, a cold type of curiosity spread across his frigid gaze. Although he had control over life and death, dwelling on his throne in purgatory, Grimm was not entirely aware of whom judged where they were sent to. ❝ Guests... funny little word, I would not imagine someone like yourself to regard the dead as guests. ❞
✿ ———— beauty and the beast sentence starters.
’ How can you read this? There’s no pictures! ’ ’ Well, some people use their imagination… ’ ’ This is the day your dreams come true. ’ ’ I’m-I’m speechless. I really don’t know what to say. ’ ’ Say you’ll marry me! ’ ’ I just don’t deserve you! ’ ’ I want to do something for him/her… but what? ’ ’ No, no! It’s got to be more something more special than that! ’ ’ This is yet another example of the late neoclassic Baroque period. ’ ’ If I didn’t know better, I’d think you had feelings for this monster. ’ ’ I thought I told you to come down to dinner! ’ ’ I’m not hungry! ’ ’ You’ll come out, or I’ll-I’ll-I’ll break down the door! ’ ’ Will you come down to dinner? ’ ’ It would give me great pleasure… ’ ’ We say please. ’ ’ You can’t stay in there forever! ’ ’ Fine! Then go ahead and starve! ’ ’ Oh dear. That didn’t go very well at all, did it? ’ ’ If she/he doesn’t eat with me, then she/he doesn’t eat at all! ’ ’ Who said anything about the castle being enchanted? ’ ’ It was you, wasn’t it? ’ ’ Oh, you look so… so… ’ ’ Not quite the word I was looking for, but perhaps a - little more off the top. ’ ’ Maybe some other time… ’ ’ _______, you are positively primeval! ’ ’ Why did you come here? ’ ’ Do you realize what you could have done? ’ ’ I didn’t mean any harm. ’ ’ Please… stop… ’ ’ Who’s there? Who are you? ’ ’ I’ve come for my father. Please, let him out! Can’t you see, he’s sick? ’ ’ Please, I’ll do anything! ’ ’ Oh, there must be some way I can… ’ ’ Then he/she shouldn’t have trespassed here! ’ ’ The master of this castle… ’ ’ Wait! Take me instead. ’ ’ You don’t know what you’re doing! ’ ’ Yes. But… you must promise to stay here forever! ’ ’ Come into the light… ’ ’ You have my word… ’ ’ For who could ever learn to love a beast? ’ ’ Do I still have to sleep in the cupboard? ’ ’ That’s not a request! ’ ’ I’ve been burnt by you before! ’ ’ I’m afraid I’ve been thinking… ’ ’ If you’d hold still, it wouldn’t hurt as much! ’ ’ Well, if you hadn’t have run away, this wouldn’t have happened! ’ ’ If you hadn’t frightened me, I wouldn’t have run away! ’ ’ Well you shouldn’t have been in the west wing! ’ ’ Well, you should learn to control your temper! ’ ’ Now, hold still. This might sting a little. ’ ’ By the way, thank you… for saving my life. ’ ’ Couldn’t keep quiet, could we? ’ ’ Just had to invite him/her to stay, didn’t we? ’ ’ I was trying to be hospitable. ’ ’ I want adventure in the great wide somewhere. ’ ’ I want so much more than they’ve got planned… ’ ’ Well, Your Highness, I must say everything is going just swimmingly. ’ ’ I knew you had it in you, ha ha! ’ ’ You what? How could you do that? ’ ’ I use antlers in all of my decorating! ’ ’ I-I-I was lost in the woods, and-and… ’ ’ Please, I meant no harm. I-I just need a place to stay. ’ ’ What’re you staring at? ’ ’ I’ll give you a place to stay. ’ ’ No, no! Please! Don’t, no! ’ ’ I’d like to thank you all for coming to my wedding. ’ ’ Sir, close that at once! Do you mind? ’ ’ It is with deepest pride and greatest pleasure that we welcome you tonight. ’ ’ Oh, must help her/him to see past all that. ’ ’ Well, you can start by making yourself more presentable. ’ ’ Oh, it’s no use. ’ ’ I don’t know how. ’ ’ Come, come, show me the smile. ’ ’ There’s a stranger here! ’ ’ Pardon me, Master… ’ ’ Leave me in peace. ’ ’ It doesn’t matter now. Just let them come. ’ ’ I’ll show you to your room. ’ ’ Do you wanna stay in the tower? ’ ’ You must control your temper! ’ ’ Of course I came back. I couldn’t let them… oh, this is all my fault! ’ ’ You… you came back. ’ ’ If only I had gotten here sooner. ’ ’ Maybe… maybe… it’s better… it’s better this way. ’ ’ Don’t talk like that! You’ll be alright. ’ ’ We’re together now; everything’s going to be fine, you’ll see… ’ ’ And at least… at least I got to see you… one last time. ’ ’ Please. Please… Please don’t leave me. ’ ’ Well, perhaps there’s something there that wasn’t there before. ’ ’ There may be something there that wasn’t there before. ’ ’ Shh. I’ll tell you when you’re older. ’ ’ I’ll not have you making up such wild stories. ’ ’ Let me go! Let me go, please! Don’t hurt me! I’ll do anything! Anything! ’ ’ I’m… I’m about ready to give up on this hunk of junk. ’ ’ This castle is your home now, so you can go anywhere you like, except the West Wing. ’ ’ I mean it this time! I’ll never get this boneheaded contraption to work! ’ ’ Well, what are we waiting for? ’ ’ I’ll have this thing fixed in no time! ’ ’ You really believe that? ’ ’ Be our guest. ’ ’ Is it dangerous? ’ ’ Oh no, he’d/she’d never hurt anyone. ’ ’ Hmmm. Could you read it again? ’ ’ Why don’t you read it to me? ’ ’ You mean, you never learned? ’ ’ I learned… a little. It’s just been… so long. ’ ’ Well, here, I’ll help you. ’ ’ What would you say if you and I took a walk over to the tavern and took a look at my trophies? ’
FOR WHAT IS A MAN, WHAT HAS HE GOT? if not himself, then he has naught to say the things he truly feels & not the words of one who kneels. The record shows, I took the blows
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❝ Some would declare that you and I are something alike. You judge the business and I take care of the act. ❞
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❝ 395 Years and they’re still celebrating this bullshit. Baise moi le cul. ❞
She stood there, motionless, whiter than ever, like a porcelain doll. Insensible as always, she was only delighted by what her icy eyes saw. She came closer and stood more proudly, without a trace of fear. ‘my old friend..’ thought she. The death really was constantly with her, but she had never seen it or him. Skadi thought, if she was dreaming or maybe Loki again made some kind of joke but when she saw him, she realized that it was real. The icicles around her hips were chattering fascinating as she approached him. Her skin become not paler, but straight white, her blue veins showed and extended as ivy on her body.
❝ It was not so hard to introduce yourself, right? ❞
She slowly raised her head as she looked him around, then slowly stared at his so-called 'crown’. Her white fingers gently caught her snow dress, that stretched behind her and she gallantly bowed before him. Her long white hair lied down on his black cloak and scattered as beautiful as when the frost turns the window to look like a painting.
❝ I am winter. ❞
She quietly and slowly answered as she led the snowflakes to dance again around and over them.
Winter. As if a thousand cries of melodic laments echoed through his ivory skull, trembling the bones of his fingers, and each syllable coiled around a perfect memory of his existence. A hum was heard in revere to the season’s monarch, a reminiscence of sort, he mused, that offered a century’s-old feeling of cold and hollow welcome. When he could feel even the most lively trees weep as they crippled throughout the white wastelands; when crimson from fallen men was most visible upon silver ground. He followed her unwillingly, yet held no complaint for there was none to be acknowledged. Elongated fingers stretched out, as he bowing to her presence as a grin, neither menacing or welcoming, stretched decaying flesh.
❝ Not many take kindly to face what form death takes . . . ❞
He could not feel the frost, nor the bitterness of her ice which showered around them, but the white flakes of hair was felt against his ebony cloth. Winter, nearly blending with the white in the air, like ghosts in the days of his yore, now lost to the clock and calendar; if not for his dim-lit vision she would have been but a fading figure in snow’s scene. The hand that had gone outstretched now returned to his chest, which was clothed with a shield of ribs and mortal teeth, it fit neatly to his slender form.
❝ It is the utmost deepest pleasure to meet you, my Lady Winter, I have served you for many decades. ❞
While they both, perhaps, had never truly crossed paths, such as the one did now, but in fact heard the heed of her commands and called upon what winter, or any season for that matter, wished. Whether it be death or obscure suffering, he was at their very whim.
▋ SPIDEY:
adoration soon finds refuge in his horrid mind , his compliments of said beasties only fueling such desires .. ivory peeking through petal flesh. ❝ it’s TERRIBLE .. not appreciating beauty when it’s right under their nose. but you do , don’t ya ?? ❞ oh he’s basking in those compliments , GLOWING no doubt. ❝ you see loveliness where other’s dare not venture. i’d be careful if i were you - .. just wanna gobble ya right up now. ❞
He honors the statement with added confidence, complimented with amusement in the glint of blue optics. Lips pursed with delighted praise that he was currently offering the little critter. ❝ I cannot say I disagree-- but lives remain short, what they ignore will eventually bite in the end. I have learned to appreciate your design with welcome. ❞ Baritone chuckle grinds against grinning ivory, ❝ but be warned, friend, you’ll find I’m rather tough to eat. ❞
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