*✧ —ˢⁱˡᵛᵉʳ/ｔｏｎｇｕｅｄ

[greysyphon]

runawayalpha​:

persephonememes​:

* (  REIGN /  SENTENCE PROMPTS. 

These may have been edited for clarity or length or to better apply for roleplaying.

❛ How many people have you killed? ❜

❛ History is a strong word. It was more of a… dalliance. ❜

❛ Have you ever wanted something so much that the fear of not getting it makes you wonder if you ever should have wanted it at all? ❜

❛ I don’t want to live without you and after this I won’t have to.  ❜

❛ No one will ever keep us apart again. ❜

❛ Men in general like to win. ❜

❛ Well, your taste in men always did leave something to be desired. ❜

❛ In the darkest of times you were my conscience. ❜

❛ The more we try to help each other, the more harm we do. ❜

❛ I lose everyone I love. ❜

❛ What odd turns our lives have taken. ❜

❛ I don’t give my heart or give up easily. ❜

❛ You have to admit, your fate does have a sense of humor. ❜

❛ I need to forget a ridiculous, childish idea that I could love someone, they could love me, and nothing else mattered. ❜

❛ There is always risk. At least when you love someone it’s worth taking. ❜

❛ I never said I was a good man, but one can receive good advice from a bad person.❜

❛ Love is never simple. Not that I’m any expert. ❜

❛ Are you wearing mink-lined boots? ❜

❛ Well if I have to run I want to look good doing it. ❜

❛ We were supposed to dance under the stars. ❜

❛ Maybe there is no magic but what we make for ourselves. ❜

❛ If the price is my life, I will give it. ❜

❛ I can’t bear to think about a future anymore, not without you. ❜

❛ What good is right or wrong if you’re dead? ❜

❛ Men don’t like taking orders from women. ❜

❛ And real love never fades, not truly. ❜

❛ Just know whatever happens, this is not the end I dreamed for us. ❜

❛ Do not test my power and do not tempt my fury. ❜

❛ If I’m as responsible as you say, I will never forgive myself. ❜

❛ I will spill blood to defend what’s mine. ❜

❛ Men forget, that woman have ears. ❜

❛ Duels only lead to dead men, not respect. ❜

❛ I am trying to be better! ❜

❛ You’re a monster. ❜

❛ You are a necessary evil whose orbit I can’t seem to escape. ❜

❛ I opened my heart to a liar. ❜

[greysyphon]

ofvalentina​:

Jesus had Hugh Heffner just opened the door? All the man needed was a tobacco pipe in his hand and he’d like every generic old rich guy…well…minus the old clearly. at least physically. She had half the mind to try another house. She wasn’t interested in being a playboy bunny any time soon. But a crack of lightening behind her made decide to take the chance and go in. “ Thank you. “ she said nodding when he told her to wait, eyes wandering the room the surrounded her. She wrapped the robe around herself, sighing at it’s warm embrace and then proceeded to kick her shoes off. “You know what I am?” she asked him. He had called her a pup. Did she already look like one of those monsters?

“ Of course I do.” he scoffed in amusement.  Syphon would have told her he could smell it, not a bad smell just more wild, more animal based than most humans. Every supernatural had a scent if you knew it. They also all had auras  . At least, they did for him. It was easy to spot who was who with his faerie sight.  This one was rather young, and jumpy given how she was reacting to the thunder when it sounded. Having a seat on the couch he motioning for her to come and join him. Syphon took a sip from his glass, eyeing the woman as she made her way towards him. Speaking after she was comfortable. “ Now, the real question is... Do you know what you are?” pressing his lips together he lightly tapped the corner of his mouth with his index finger. “ Imma take a swing and say you don’t. Poor thing, turned and left to fend for yourself.” he stuck out his bottom lip, “ Pity that.” 

[lyallslvpin]

@bartonstart​​

Dinah’s shift that night consisted of boarding up Bridgeport in preparation for tomorrow’s full moon. When she was little, her parents’ stories about what happened to werewolves on the nights the moon was full terrified her. She spent the whole day taking shelter in their family home, never leaving the lap of her mother. Dinah’s first full moon without her mother was almost scarier. As sheriff, her father locked himself in at the police station to silently watch over the town on some screens. It left Dinah to take care of Anya, and it was hard for her to put on a brave face at the age of fifteen– but now it didn’t phase her. Dinah had seen so many more things to be scared of than werewolves shifting for one night. 

“One last drink before we officially close up?” Dinah smiled at a straggler that wandered in.

[greysyphon]

“ Do you have some aversion too drinking in the safety of your own home?” Syphon asked caring in a couple of chairs from the patio outside. He didn’t have to worry about full moon and where wolves in the fae realm. It was so monotonous. The whole werewolf curse of it all. Regardless, he didn’t have an intention of being stuck out in the middle of the fray, while a bunch of wild beast were running about. Though, it did  sound like a wicked time if he thought long about it. 

Hmm, now he was thinking about .  “Bold of you to suggests  drinking on the job with your boss.” he teased as he saddled up towards the bar. Hopping gingerly onto one of the stools.  “ I knew it was a good idea bringing you on D.” slapping the bar top he nodded. “ Let’s do it. I’m always down for making bad choices. I always feel a little wreck-less on a full moon.”  

[reparorp-hq]

     As much as Kendra liked a little risk from time to time, even she knew that being out in the middle of a full moon was a stupid move. She didn’t trust the hotel’s locks, which reminded her - she really needed to start looking for her own place soon - so she had volunteered to stay later and lock up the fitness center, her safe haven for the night. She was just about to lock up the front entrance when she noticed a figure in the parking lot and before she could assess how foolish of an idea it was, she opened the door a crack, trying to determine if it was a face she recognized. “Hey! Excuse me! Did you need somewhere to lock up until morning?”

@bartonstart​ 

[greysyphon]

He took a pull from the cigarette hanging for his lips. He wasn’t particularly worried about the full-moon . Or the creatures that were no doubt running about in the woods. It was rare to see the wolves in towns on the deserted streets, though that wasn’t to say that they could or wouldn’t pop up. He was meant to pick up a friend that was supposedly at the fitness center. But as he saw the lights start to go out, he had pulled out his phone to call. That was until the woman spoke up. “You’re sweet to ask... but no I’m just waiting on a friend of mine.” He said throwing her a wink as he brought the phone up to his ear. “Is he still inside? Ive been waiting for 40 minutes the the dickhead still hasn’t come out.”  They definitely  were going to get an ear full when he did finally show his face. 

[master-of-duct-tape]

[greysyphon]

I can go hotter!

[runawayalpha]

Jade had always been a guarded and private person, making sure to live as far from the other packs as possible. There were many wolves after her title as alpha, the one she didn’t even want. But for the twilight pack,one ran by loyalty and bloodlines, the only way to gain that was to kill a De Luna. So when she sensed someone following her for just a little too long she quickly turned, pouncing onto them. “You better have a good for following me.” she growled, eyes glowing red. “SPEAK. While you still have vocal chords.” her hand squeezing around their beck for emphasis.

[greysyphon]

Syphon was going about his business. Not a care in the world, not even a plot to cause a little trouble . Heading into work like the rest of the mundanes  that filled this town. When he was suddenly accosted, why were werewolves so fucking paranoid? What could they possibly have that a being like himself would want... well aside from something that required fewer articles of clothing. Rolling his eyes he looked up at the other, noting the glow of red in her eyes. He would have been content to just let it go, make a halfhearted joke; until she barked an order at him. He’d walked this realm and others longer than she's been alive. The normal jovial look in his face gone, “What your tone with me mutt.” His own temper rising, the tips of his fingers tingling as his magic started to generate there. “ You have till I get to five to let me go, and I’ll forget your momentary slip in your sanity.” 

[mt-eeverett]

“Uh hi…: Valentina said as the door in front of her opened. She normally didn’t rely on others for help, but once the downpour started, it seemed like she really didn’t have a chance. “Sorry to intrude and I know it’s weird but can I hide out from the storm here a bit?” she asked knowing it was a long shot. “I totally understand if you want me to kick rocks..I don’t really have anywhere else to go…” @bartonstart​

[greysyphon]

God not a stray. Didn’t anyone have a home anymore, or at the very least didn’t she have a pack. Syphon open the door in nothing but a silk smoking  robe he believed that was what they called them.  Given the late hour he wasn’t really in the mood to get dressed. Sitting in front of the fire place, making the flames dance with a glass of gin in hand. A perfect night, or at least it was. Granted, she looked like a wet puppy standing there...dripping all over his porch. “ I suppose it would be unkind of me to leave you out there, wait here.” He said putting his drink in her hand; disappearing into his home only to return seconds later with a clean fluffy white robe. Gingerly placing the robe around her shoulders. Syphon took his drink back, “ Come in pup, “ he paused turning back towards her. “ - Shoes off please, I don’t care for puddles in my home.” 

[noctuprofugit]

@bartonstart​

— 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 could forge a more blissful existence ( most complete, most filling to the greedy void within lorelei cavendish; most filling, for it would never be full, always gnawing, always hungry ) than her favoured position? poised with a cigarette between her fingers, book tucked in her bag with its copiously written notes; the myriad thoughts of a woman who both read and wrote and could thus fully enjoy from both sides. 

( the colours and types of the ink were the best indicator of time’s passage. often events she had witnessed would tint her view of the literature in a slightly different way, but no vision of the written word was to be scoffed at if it could be substantiated with feeling. that was what many lacked that led to her dismissing many as ‘moronic’ — the depth of appreciation and feeling for the ways of wordsmiths that she herself possessed, which she’d never learned not to expect from everyone else. )

somewhere between putting out the cigarette and taking out the picture of dorian gray, she raised an eyebrow: “can I help you?”

[greysyphon]

“ That depends, “ a smirk graced his lips. “ You wouldn’t happen to have an extra cigarette for me would you.”  Syphon didn’t make it a habit of smoking not, not that it would have a negative effect on him one way or the other. He just liked how it looked, the way the smoke drifted out through the orifice. The scent of tobacco was oddly satisfying to him. Most fascinating was the fire it held. The heat the burned the paper and dried leaves. The orange, reddish tinge when you breathed it in. There was little about this place that he liked with the exception of fire. It reminded him of home. Where they were all meant to be, not mingling with mortals and lesser creatures. Not when he and his ilk were worshiped like gods among the mortals.  Now he was missing home, frowning. He caught sight of the picture in her hand. “Why do you have a picture of Dorian Grey?Where you his patron?” Though they would share drinks together there was so much about Lorelei he didn’t know. He found her fascinating though he was sure she viewed him as a mild annoyance - perhaps more so now. No matter, it didn’t dampen his own curiosity.  

[trickydickytaiksontop]

My fave scene 😂