elsa

an independent, semi-selective roleplay blog

[darkheaarts]

elsa. she/her. twenty-two. follows back from @corriinos. low activity.

𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 — an independent, indie portrayal of characters that live in multiple verses.

carrd (under construction). promos. writing sample. ©.

[darkheaarts]

you know if you don't want to talk, i understand. but i just don't think there's anything wrong with getting a little bit of help. ( maisie roth )

At sixteen years old, Maisie Roth had been lifted from the arena, bathed in a sea of scarlet blood and clutching onto her daggers with so much force that no one could pry them from her cold, reddened fingers. Her body, once beautiful and unmarred, had been covered in scrapes, cuts, and bruises, the marks paying homage to the battle that had gone down in the arena. Her lip had been split, painting the bottom half of her face in blood (or mayhaps the blood had belonged to another; there was so much that no one could be sure). The public never learned of how scarred she had been, though, because only a handful of hours later, she had been pushed onto a stage with Caesar Flickerman, forced to play the part of a charmer, a jewel.

An oh so charming interview had followed, causing the capitolites to eat out of the palm of her hand. Later, though, once she was left alone within the seemingly, safe secure confines of her quarters, she broke down, letting her facade dissipate, flying away with the breeze.

“There is,” she breathed, her eyes glued onto her hands. She had scrubbed and scrubbed, trying to cleanse them, but they felt muddied, marred beyond words. “If I start crying, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop, and then . . . then they’ll have no use for me.”

[darkheaarts]

you really wanna know how to stay alive? you get people to like you. ( valerie plinth )

Valerie was born as the result of an affair between Severus Plinth and a high-ranking peacekeeper. Severus refused to divulge the woman’s identity, citing that it was better for everyone that way. Valerie tried to change her father’s mind, to learn the identity of her mother, but he remained firm, refusing to waver, to wilt in the slightest. His silence fueled the many whispers surrounding the Plinths, causing people to speculate and come off with outlandish claims. Whether any of said claims held truth remained to be seen . . .

No matter the identity of her mother, Valerie grew up well off, far better off than most of District Two’s inhabitants. Severus, a moneyed figure in the munitions industry, ensured that she never wanted for anything by playing the part of a businessman with a level of ease that brought in streams of money.

Such was why she was well acquainted with the games of politics and power. “Indeed. It is far more useful to be loved than feared.”

[darkheaarts]

"it's as simple as that." Louis @ Daniel

Daniel knew his place. He was a nobody, a no-named reporter from the deepest, darkest depths of Modesto. The same depths that most remained stuck in, unable to escape, no matter how hard they tried. He had tried to leave, setting out with nothing more than his tape recorder and a sad wad of cash, which led him to the present, the here and now. An edge of danger was present, leaving him apprehensive but also . . . amused. He had never before met anyone like Louis, and that scratched a certain itch within his brain, making him want to learn more.

Such was why he did not wilt, did not waver in the slightest, taking the thinly veiled out that had been breathed to life. “Doesn’t seem all that simple to me.”

[darkheaarts]

"You were just dreaming." Louis @ Daniel

A faint edge of lightheadedness had arisen beneath Daniel’s skin, slowly but surely beginning to stray, to spread and travel the length of his form. That edge did not wilt or waver as the minutes passed, either, trickling by oh so slowly. No, quite the opposite; its existence only grew all the more palpable, perceptible. Such was why he blinked once, twice, thrice when the sound of a familiar voice filled the air, trickling his ears. Louis’ voice. Somehow, he steadied him, stabilizing him amidst the storm of turbulence that waged within his chest, threatening to envelop him, to swallow him whole and leave nothing – not even a small, seemingly insignificant trace – behind.

The images that had filled his head were so tainted, so twisted that he should retreat, putting a sizable, substantial amount of distance between them. He knew that. He did, yet, he stayed there, frozen.

“But . . . but it felt so real,” he countered, his tones soft, syrupy.

[dragonheaart]

apologies for dropping off the face of the earth! this semester has been somewhat crazy, but i’ll be returning to normal activity once the spring semester ends. so expect me back around april 25th!

[darkheaarts]

ayeee secured my copy of sunrise on the reaping 😝😝

[dragonheaart]

okay i’ll be resurrecting myself once i get a few things sorted out. hopefully by the end of next week

[darkheaarts]

okay slay i’m hoping to add my muses for yellowjackets, the summer i turned pretty, outer banks, and daisy jones and the six to this blog soon!

[darkheaarts]

𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎.

𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 — an independent, indie portrayal of characters that live within multiple universes.

as written by elsa (she/her, 21). ©.

[darkheaarts]

𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎.

𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 — an independent, indie portrayal of characters that live within multiple universes.

as written by elsa (she/her, 21). ©.

[dragonheaart]

will likely have to wait until sunday to finish and queue replies, since i have 3 exams this week 😣

[darkheaarts]

In the very depths of Hell, do demons not love one another? ( @ daniel )

Water had pooled in Daniel’s eyes at one point or another, spinning tales of the pure, palpable storm of desperation that had been birthed beneath his skin, threatening to envelop him, to swallow him whole and leave nothing – not even a small, seemingly insignificant trace – behind. He had made an effort to control himself, preventing the water from escaping, but that effort had been for naught. Such was confirmed, cemented in reality by the single silvery tear that slid down his cheek, wetting his skin.

It was just that . . . he had never before possessed a want so carnal, so all-consuming that he could barely think, could barely blink, could barely even breathe. He wanted Armand, completely and wholly, and not just for a few years. He wanted him forever.

“They do,” he breathed, giving a small, barely perceptible nod. The kind of nod that could be missed, if one was not paying close attention. “But sometimes that’s just not enough.”

[darkheaarts]

Don’t be a fool for the Devil, darling. ( @ daniel )

Daniel was a nobody, a no-named reporter that had set out with nothing more than his tape recorder and a measly, near minute wad of cash. It had been dull, mayhaps even doltish of him, but just as he had lost his way and began the long, lengthy descent into drugs and degeneracy, a chance encounter had seen him crossing paths with Louis de Pointe du Lac. Said encounter had thrown his world off its axis, leaving him floundering, flailing like a fish out of water, and while he could have very well drowned, disappearing beneath the waves never to be seen again, he had somehow persevered, pushing through despite the odds.

Such had led him to Armand, a man he had grown to feel . . . something for. A flame of adoration and ardor had been birthed between them, pulling them closer, ever-closer, but that flame was tainted, twisted beyond words.

He knew that. He did, he just could not help himself. He had never before possessed a want so carnal, so all-consuming that he could barely speak, could barely blink, could barely even breathe.

“And if it’s too late?” he countered, his tones breathy, barely perceptible. “I’m fear I’m already a fool for him.”

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FROM THE HUNGER GAMES *  assorted dialogue from the 2012 film, adjust as necessary

i think it's our tradition.

it's been the way we've been able to heal.

i think it's... something that knits us all together.

you were just dreaming.

they're not going to pick you.

try to go to sleep.

i just gotta go. but i'll be back. i love you.

what are you gonna do with that when you kill it?

i was gonna sell it.

now i have nothing.

what if everyone just stopped watching?

it's as simple as that.

i'm not laughing at you.

we could do it, you know? take off. live in the woods.

we wouldn't make it five miles.

i'm never having kids.

guess the odds aren't exactly in my favor.

you keep it. it's yours.

aww, look at you. you look beautiful.

wish i looked like you.

as long as you have it, nothing bad will happen to you, okay? i promise.

freedom has a cost.

this is how we remember our past. this is how we safeguard our future.

you're stronger than they are. you are.

they just want a good show. that's all they want.

whatever you do, don't let them starve.

you know if you don't want to talk, i understand. but i just don't think there's anything wrong with getting a little bit of help.

so when do we start?

know, in your heart, that there's nothing i can do to save you.

you made me spill my drink.

i think i'll go finish this in my room.

you'll freeze to death first.

can you pass the marmalade?

you really wanna know how to stay alive? you get people to like you.

are there any surprises that we can expect this year?

i'm sorry that this happened to you, and i'm here to help you in any way i can.

you're here to make me look pretty.

i'm gonna do something that they're gonna remember.

don't be afraid.

why don't you go clean yourselves up a little before dinner?

i didn't touch your knife!

i hear you can shoot.

i hope you noticed we have a serious situation.

loosen your corset and have a drink.

i thought they hated me.

don't you know how beautiful you look?

just be yourself. i'll be there the whole time.

i'm prepared, vicious, and i'm ready to go.

do you want to tell us about it?

do i smell like roses to you?

you don't talk to me, and then you say you have a crush on me?

he made you look desirable.

we are not star crossed lovers.

look for water. water's your new best friend.

give me your arm.

we need a signal, in case one of us gets held up.

if you can't scare them, give them something to root for.

everyone likes an underdog.

i'm not gonna leave you.

nobody's gonna find you in here.

we'll just get you some medicine.

i should have gone to you.

i remember the first time i saw you.

[name], you're not gonna risk your life for me. i'm not gonna let you.

now there's no way i'm letting you go.

go on. i'm dead anyway. i always was, right? i didn't know that until now.

it's the only thing i know how to do.

there has been a slight rule change.

one of us has to die.

i'm sorry it didn't go the way they planned.

i couldn't imagine life without him.

they must be very proud of you.

so what happens when we get back?

i don't want to forget.

[darkheaarts]

hit up my ask box with a prompt + muse if you’d like!

[reallydelightfulloustat]

the fact he had killed 7000 people and just Lestat, JUST LESTAT, felt like murder to him (they`re insane for each other)

[marysyp96]

season 3 leaks: mean girls conference call