𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔣𝔢𝔠𝔱 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔨

[divinetenebris]

ɖ ɨ ʋ ɨ ռ ɛ ȶ ɛ ռ ɛ ɮ ʀ ɨ ֆ【-】a study in the dark and supernatural; a beckoning call from those that have suffered and toiled. searching for hope after being abandoned. and finding modicums of joy in any place that you can. highly selective. queer & wlw heavy. inspired by the works of or featuring characters from folklore, bridgerton/GoT, scooby-doo, yellowjackets, wednesday and other horror & non-horror media. multimuse blog based in horror/thriller/mystery. affiliated with: @resplendentdare // @st4nheight // @dynastymuses // @egotistival // @bittcrsweetmemxrics penned by andy. she/they. 21+ (trans femme, mun is 30+) 【-】 carrd 【-】 memes 【-】 opens 【-】 wanted plots 【-】

[ancgnorisis]

Ximena kept her hand roaming under the skirt of Bell's dress, from his ass towards the front, feeling the lace of his panties under her fingertips, one quick glace towards the front of the store, making sure no clients were coming in. "Want to close early?" She asked while her fingers rubbed the front of his lacy panties, pushing her dress up her ass, revealing a little more of what the other wore underneath. "I might have an idea, I want to tease you until you ruin those pretty panties you're wearing." The brunette leaned in to whisper against Bell's ear.

[divinetenebris]

ximena's wandering hands were always welcomed. not all of the times had been like this. sometimes she just let them console or look for ticklish spots or whatever else was going on in ximena's mind. this time though? this was clear. bell nodded quickly, whimpering as she kept going. stiff against the panties, lips pushing out a gentle gasp that led into a wanting moan. "you're going to tease me?" the witch asked, the tone and smile showing that he was more than okay with the result. bellamy slid fully back up, pushing away from the wall. "let me go lock the door and you can ruin me babe," bellamy quick pressed a heavy kiss to ximena and then scurried off, dress still pushed away and exposing her lace covered ass.

[ancgnorisis]

"You say that as if it were a bad thing." Maggie says, unable to stop the teasing, she would be lying if she were to say that she wasn't enjoying seeing how nervous Nila suddenly got around here when she was all dolled up. She definitely hadn't expected someone like her to be as impressed by her looks, but she was definitely enjoying it. "Yeah, I am." A smile softened her previous flirtatious expression, quickly moving to wrap her arm under Nila's pushing her body against hers, heels clicking on the floor. "Am I hot enough to let me convince you to get tied up?" She grinned looking at her. "C'mon, you know I can make all your fantasies come true." The last bit was half a joke half an offering, her eyes settled on Nila to see which road she wanted to take.

[divinetenebris]

there's a reply caught in nila's throat as maggie pushed herself up closer. this was not playing fair in any sense of the word. she knew what she was doing. maggie did. not nila. nila knew what she wanted to do. or, maybe rather, what she wanted done to her. fuck, it had been too long clearly. "you are hot enough to convince me to do anything; let's start with that," nila confessed, looking down at the other woman. the path was opening and she felt nervous going down it, but at the same, knew she wanted to go down it. "you're all dressed up to go out. so am i. i wouldn't want to waste it," nila answered and breathed in deep, "but at this point, i feel like you are all of my fantasies." another pause. "or maybe you're just doing them all to me. in them. in those fantasies." smooth. so very smooth.

[vvisteriagrows]

a beautiful woman ? maren ran tongue over teeth. in a perfect world, she'd be able to parse apart a trap being laid. in this world, she'd just as likely stumble into it with both bleary eyes open. smugly, she adjusted mess of half-fallen curls over one shoulder. "nila thevar, calling me beautiful means nothing to me tonight, despite every single one of your best efforts."

[divinetenebris]

aw shit. really? well, desert mean nila. nila? desert. she bit the inside of her cheek with a sheepish grin to follow. "nothing at all? hell. well, i hope the outfit choices work for you without me using that word. do you want me to facetime someone instead?" the funny part is: nila believed her fully. so there's some crestfallen tone in her words, but she's respecting what the other had said.

[resplendentdare]

Saskia couldn't even imagine what could be even remotely sexy about a graveyard but she knew she was in no place to judge, she was a freak. "That's disrespectful honestly, I couldn't even imagine how uncomfortable it would be as well," she pulled a face. "The balcony would've been perfect, just put a blanket down, some cushions and you're gold. I'm curious as to what they brought, but I also do not want to know."

[divinetenebris]

"very much so. don't think cyrus was too into hearing about it. sort of stomped out there. the-the guy is usually very in command and it's a little, i mean...-he's hot. no denying it. but this time was intense and not in that regard. at all." aurelia liked talking to saskia about these things. made them feel like apart of the normal world of mortals and their gossip. "exactly! and much more-more romantic. if you ask me. i-i recognized the things brought and, admittedly i've used them, but they're meant f-for like, a bedroom. not a graveyard."

[vvisteriagrows]

teo's emotions shot to the surface, and, like standing at the stove with a pot boiling over, gwen took a quick step backward. not even necessarily out of fear, but to stave off the growing hum of overwhelm in her ears. she hits gwen with question after question, apology after apology, battering her until a solution appears. it doesn't. if anything, gwen cut the heat to the burner beneath her own emotions. "you're saying that like you don't understand why i'm actually upset." hadn't she done the same thing in her youth ? 'i'll never do it ever ever ever again', saying whatever it took to make the punishment stop ? no wonder gwen's mom never knew what to do with her. "why can't this be good enough for you ? why can't this be something that's just ours ?" her own battalion of questions now. not like she could expect this to go anywhere but further downhill. "it's not keeping me a secret if i don't want to be posted. if anything, that's being a good girlfriend."

[divinetenebris]

teodora paused when gwen did. not as quickly. there are heavy breaths as the other speaks. but she wanted to give her the moment. because above all else, this was meant to be something that got them on the same page. even if teo had felt cornered by the sudden accusations from her girlfriend, none of this was meant to be anything more than boundaries and understanding. deep down. past all of the anxious movements and yelling apologies and confusions. "this felt like meeting in the middle to me." it's quieter, but still edged. there are still tears. her face is still red. it was calmer, but only on the surface. "i knew you weren't a big social media person. but i am. if it were up to me, i'd post you the second i could. all the time." another pause. "to me gwen, this was finding that-that compromise. one post. one time to brag about you. to talk about us. no specifics. no tagging. you're not even on there, i figured you especially wouldn't care because of that."

[ungratcful]

"i really didn't," jada shook her head. she'd been trying to move on for too long, and this certainly didn't help, but she'd told herself she didn't have time to go dredging up old feelings that were better off dead and buried six feet under. maybe her tone had come across a little more bluntly than she'd wanted, and realizing that made her wince slightly, but she just sighed as she listened to the woman beating herself up. "don't do that, ade," she sighed. "it was a mistake, but we'll get through it, somehow." she insisted. "and you didn't fuck things up," she half lied, but the tone came across sincere enough to be believed.

[divinetenebris]

adella knew, deep down, she didn't. and if she had, was that so bad? could adella blame her? well, she could but it wasn't fair and nor would it be accurate. the old nickname had her looking back up at her ex and giving another sigh, though this one teased the corners of her lips into a smile. "stupid mistake," implying that it was still her mistake. "...if you want to bring someone back to the room, just text me-" implying she still had her number, "-so that i know. i've failed at the sock on the doorknob too many times to count."

[dynastymuses]

francesca bridgerton rushed out of the ball, trying to find some peace. she did not like all the attention. one would think, being a bridgerton, she did, however she had always liked being alone. she loved her family more than anything in this world, but she was not like them. while she wanted to marry, because she felt she would find her place, she did not like the company of most of the men who came around.

she was taking in some fresh air, when she realized she was not the only one on the balcony. ❝oh no it is alright❞ thought she had wished to be alone, she was not going to push the women away ❝you are one of the americans, a friend of the new dutchess of tintagle?❞ francesca had heard about how the duke had married an american, who had come to visits london with a few other, to visits their firend the new lady marable

[divinetenebris]

wasn't that just the pattern at this point? not that mabel minded it so much. especially not when it was said more with curiosity and less of the scathing indictment that so many others had. like her former partner's family and...most other families. it was virtually them versus everyone else more times than not. so this other woman's tone was quite the welcome break from that. "that would be me. mabel elmsworth, at your service and all of that," she said with a nod of her head, a bit of a curtesy and then going back to the rail of the balcony.

it was not hard to place the face, the features and the status of the other. even with mabel being one of little knowledge of the families here. "you are a bridgerton, right? a famous family you have there when we speak of most regards. how are you this evening?" the teasing is playful, the follow up question was genuine. what did a woman like her need from out here she wondered.

[atcmicwhispers]

cole  had  thought  a  cruise  was  such  a  romantic  idea.  when  his  girlfriend  of  a  year  had  surprised  him  with  a  two-week  cruise,  he'd  been  flattered.  he'd  never  had  anyone  put  that  much  effort  into  a  gift  or  plan  a  trip  for  them.  he'd  thought  it  was  a  good  sign  in  their  relationship.  instead,  it  seemed  to  have  been  an  elaborate  ruse  to  get  on  the  same  ship  as  her  apparent  lover.  astrid's  partner.  catching  them  red-handed  had  been  like  a  punch  to  the  gut  and  the  only  thing  he  could  think  to  do  in  that  moment  was  be  anywhere  else.  but  there  were  only  so  many  places  to  hide  on  a  cruise  ship.  "revenge?"  he  echoed,  glancing  at  her.  cole  wasn't  exactly  an  aggressive  or  vindictive  person,  but  he  was  hurt  and  betrayed,  and  just  a  little  curious.  "what  did  you  have  in  mind  exactly?" || @divinetenebris

[divinetenebris]

"revenge," said with a smile. cole may not have been the vindictive type, but you know who was? astrid. astrid wren was not the type to let sleeping dogs lie. far from it. "best to find someone else to be caught with by them. made it to make it look natural. you don't flaunt it in front of them because then it just seems like you're trying too hard. you find a closet, make out or hook up with them. or make it seem like that. then the i-hope-is-now-your-ex finds you. 'oops.' something like that." it was petty and relied on some planning, but astrid was nothing if not also a planner. "further pettiness on top of it? we hook up-" said if it were the most natural conclusion in the world, "-and they find us that way. then it's really doubling down."

[resplendentdare]

For the longest time, Saskia was convinced that she was unlovable and nobody would ever love her for her. But things were different with Autumn, she could actually be herself around him and he seemingly wasn't going anywhere. Kissing him again, she never wanted to lose the closeness between them. "You make me so happy, I can't even put it into words. I'm so in love with you."

[divinetenebris]

"i'll never ask you to try and drum up some stupid words when you show me every day." autumn wasn't a sweet talker. he liked words on the pages of a comic book and fun dialogue in movies. but in real life? in real relationships? actions always overtook the beauty of words. especially ones that felt so filled with reciprocated love and affection. "you make me happier than any words could ever come close to and i am more than fine spending every waking minute i have with you," he whispered against her lips after breaking the kiss.

[wndrbcy]

♡ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ౨ৎ ‧₊ .ᐟ

"It's not that bad.." but it sounds wimpy. Deflated, cause she's hearing you like it, I love it. Which is telling... Obviously, it's been too long, as evidenced by the way Ayla leans in close as Sienna speaks. Head craned with raised brows, revived by the hope for something juicy, and she isn't left disappointed. Ayla, chronic monogamist, is prone to hitting and committing after the first date, has to live vicariously through Sienna's one offs. "Ugh—I can agree. I don't know what possesses strangers to just, you know, shove their tongue down my throat."

[divinetenebris]

"oh, it is that bad. but i appreciate your attempt." maybe it was a bit harsh. but it was an odd set up and sienna wasn't afraid from shying away when it went that deep. she wasn't usually too judgy, but this felt like a new echelon. "okay, well for you? i mean, i can't blame them. you are so hot i'm surprised you are ever single." along with a myriad of other reasons. "in general though, i definitely agree with you. a little kiss at the end of a date is sweet. just to be ruined by stretching a safe first base into a greedy third base play."

[dynastymuses]

isabella was excited about finally seeing the beaumont home. she had heard of arthur beaumont, and how his family wanted him to settle down. she was not interested in marriage, as she was training too much for her upcoming trip to Paris. still she knew the connection would be good for her sisters. not that her younger sister's would need it, her father was a duke, and they were rich and well liked.

and her own curiosity to see what the illusive arthur beaumont was like. she wasn't sure how to respond, when he came to her, asking if she was alright, and she almost laughed.

❝oh no i am alright, i promise.❞ she then smiled ❝ballet has taught me to keep your face neutral. i am happy, i promise❞ she bowed to him

[divinetenebris]

arthur eased away from the other once he was sure, since she seemed quite sure of it all herself. he gave a simple nod. a face he did not recognize, but once heard her name, would likely know something. his family had tried to prep him on everything. in truth, arthur had resisted in most of those attempts. names and titles and families were fine. simple things that could keep the people from blurring together. past that? he wanted to know them in person first.

"ballet? well, my apologies for encroaching on your space then. was not meaning to offend or cross a boundary," he said honestly, with a neutral tone fighting for more warmth. unfortunately for arthur, his voice had the edge of a blade with the coldness of the steel. it took much for anything else to rise to his words. "i am arthur beaumont. it is a pleasure, miss."

[partiallypearl]

Amanda Arcuri as Skye Fraley in Sheriff Country

[divinetenebris]

someone call cade their 'girlfriend' it'd be cute af imo

[st4nheight]

she   was   an   interesting   sort.   solene   had   the   overwhelming   urge,   an   almost   pull,   to   grab   her   tools   and   unearth   ari   in   the   same   way   she   would   a   new   specimen,   to   slowly   brush   off   the   dirt   and   dust   and   reveal   what   was   lurking   beneath.   it   was   a   fascinating   thing.   as   she   spoke,   the   paleontologist   slowly   tilted   her   head   ;   maybe   she   would   have   been   able   to   see   clearer,   from   a   slightly   obscured   angle.   “nothing   here,   i   don’t   think.   this   museum   is   more   the   cold,   hard   evidence   type.   but   there   are   museums   around   that   have   more   of   the   …   unorthodox,   should   we   say ?   maybe   we   should   go   there.”   her   shift   would   be   up   before   she   knew   it,   and   solene   was   always   looking   for   ways   to   widen   her   mind,   to   brighten   her   imagination.   she   reached   out   her   hand   with   a   smile.   “solene.   i   know,   i   know.   my   mum   was   french.   we   would   call   you   souci   over   there.   it’s   a   beautiful   name.”   it   made   no   sense   why   she   didn’t   like   it,   why   ari   would   hide   from   something   so   striking.   it   suited   her   light - orange   hair   and   the   way   her   eyes   sparkled,   but   she   would   never   speak   such   a   thing   aloud.   “i’ve   worked   here   for   two   years   now.   it’s   while   i’m   working   on   my   phd.”

[divinetenebris]

cold, hard evidence. pft. as if that was ever the consistency they said it was. ari was not a conspiracy theorist when it came to everything. nonsense about aliens building the pyramids never clicked for her. but creatures? ones with stories and eye witnesses and stuffed with facts that could be held up by the more 'solid' sciences? that was where she felt at home so to speak. "two years? wow! well, let me just say that you are impressive with that. quite the degree to have. i've got mine in folklore and cultural anthropology but nothing beyond bachelors in those. too much time in a classroom? i feel like a caged creature that i'm so fond of," she knew she could joke a bit with that with the other woman. she seemed in good spirits and once that didn't immediately tell her to shut up was always worth more time in ari's book. "would love to go to another museum with you. lead the way my new friend. and don't nay say any part of your name- it is gorgeous to match a gorgeous woman like yourself." once more, it's almost word vomit. the speed with which ari talks. it's almost gibberish.

[seeesters]

nell has wondered what happened to bellamy after their shared summer. that wonder has soon spiralled into a need quenchable only by stalking his social media throughout the whole year they've not seen each other. nell knew she would be here - based on the many traceable online factors. and they are truly here. what a lucky day for nell.

she plops down, lets her legs dangle into the pool. sunlight dances across the surface, the light caught by the water and reflecting it back on her tits squeezed by polyester triangular bikini. " hmm, you're right. " nell kicks her legs softly, sending droplets skipping across the water. then brown hues lock on the witch, assessing her face, hair, the softness of his skin. " i've been good, bells. but i've missed you. " honesty is attractive, right? " did you miss me? "

[divinetenebris]

nell had been perfect beauty given form the entirety of their time together. there were plenty of moments of bellamy just staring at them, whether that be at a restaraunt or on his knees in front of her. this was a truth afforded more than just her looks too. it was the sound of her voice, the playfulness in her tone, the mischevious sides of things, the way her brain worked. it had all culimnated into bellamy falling hard. he couldn't deny that now. especially not with her in front of them, asking them that.

mouth slightly agape into a smile, the also bikini clad femme took a moment, as if to breathe in the same air as her again. "you know i did," her voice small, but not hesitant. soft, but not nervous. not like that at least. "want to swim with me?" a pause. "or were you hoping for something more bold for our reunion? i'm fine with either. because i have missed you so very, very much nell."

[chains0flove]

her  cheeks  turned  a  subtle  shade  of  pink.  she  was  aware  that  gideon  had  missed  her.  felt  it  in  her  bones.  though  hearing  him  say  it  set  her  heart  aflutter.  words  of  endearment  seemed  to  come  so  easily  to  him.  the  connection  between  them  was  so  deep  and  intricate  and  there  was  no  way  to  control  it.  “happy  to  be  home.  sleep  was  difficult.  i  thought  of  you  often.  imagined  that  you  were  beside  me.  holding  my  hand.  kissing  my lips.”  catherine  admitted  freely,  lifting  her  hand  to  caress  his  cheek.  it  didn't  matter  that  they  were  in  the  garden  only  hidden  by  the  thick  shrubs.  she  needed  to  touch  him.  “will  you  come  to  my  bed  chambers  this  evening,  my  love?  i  cannot  wait  another  moment.” 

[divinetenebris]

the risk was enormous to do so, but gideon found that it did not matter much to him right now. none of it mattered to him other than catherine. the 'risk' was very much worth the 'reward.' even if that was merely just this moment. right here. with her once more. with his own sun and stars and skyscape in the form of another person. "a rare indulgence for us. all of those things," gideon added to her fantasy, his crooked smile wide and seemingly unending. joy and anxiety rushed through his blood faster than any stallion he had ever seen. it mingled with the air he breathed and shot through his heart. "i will do all that i can to steal away even a simple kiss of a moment with you," he replied. "i will do all that i can for more, but we will be together tonight. no matter how brief."