Everything burns

A woman of the night, out for the blood of her enemies and rightful justice. {Indie OC rp blog. I rp with anyone. Nsfw and triggering content will be tagged accordingly. fc is Rooney Mara. This is a sideblog and I will follow back on deadpxet}

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Everything burns

A woman of the night, out for the blood of her enemies and rightful justice. 

{Indie OC rp blog. I rp with anyone. Nsfw and triggering content will be tagged accordingly. fc is Rooney Mara.}

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Moving Amethyst here and I'll rp with her on the new blog

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  "Someone you know?" She asked as she twisted her body, looking at the girl’s back when she went into the other room. Her odd eyes blinked for a moment when she saw her smoking, but she shrugged, smiled a little as she turned her face to her laptop. However, the smoke touched her nose tip and she sneezed like a small mouse squeak. At that moment, the window popped up on her screen. Dreamer slowly looked back at her laptop with touching her nose a bit. “… Hey,” she called the girl, “I think I found something.”

"Mm..something like that." Amethyst muttered, looking for her sweatshirt which she found behind a pillow. How it ever got there, she had no clue. Yet she was happy to find it all the same. Barely noticing the sneeze, she focused more on the words that were spoken and she walked back over to the girl. Leaning over the chair, she held the cigarette in her hand instead so the smoke wouldn't blow directly into the girl's face. "What did you find?" 

[a-pyrrhic-victory]

Prompts

Finish the the following! Leave one in anyone’s ask box :)

Dear person I hate, Dear person I like, Dear ex boyfriend, Dear ex girlfriend, Dear ex bestfriend, Dear bestfriend, Dear *anyone*, Dear Santa, Dear mom, Dear dad, Dear future me, Dear past me, Dear person I’m jealous of, Dear person I had a crush on, Dear girlfriend, Dear boyfriend, Dear [insert URL/name here],

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Prettyyyy pleaseeee? :) 

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PSA: I don’t care if we’ve never rp’ed before, but if I post a meme or an open starter and you feel like replying or participating, then go right ahead. I would never hate/get mad at you for it. I would simply love you :)

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Just a reminder that my askbox exists:

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Break my Character (Try to upset them, make them cry)

Give them some bad news and see how they react

Date, Marry, Cuddle, Kill (give me four names)

Tell them how you really feel about them

Anons of any kind (Kid, Creepy, rp, etc)

Obey Commands (Put obey in front of a command and character has to do it)

Mun vs Muse Discussions

Truth or Dare

Love letters

Plot/rp requests

Fanfiction prompts

[the-write-ideas]

Try to guess my character's fears. They'll have to answer honestly with yes or no and rate out of 10 how scared of it they are.

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[invademyinbox]

Anonymously tell my muse something you'd never say to their face.

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i need to find a friggin use for this icon b/c happeh bae is a pretty bae 

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Sarah had come into the room as soon as she'd hurt Amethyst crying out - worried the girl had been hurt. Realizing she was only having a nightmare, she calmed down, walking to the sleeping girl and sitting down beside her. "Amethyst!" She called, shaking the girl, "wake up!"

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She was fifteen again, locked in the basement of a stranger’s place where she had been brought against her will. Sitting against the wall in the corner, Amethyst- or Cassidy as she was formally known by- could feel her entire frame shaking out of fear. She didn’t know what would happen to her or why she was there, but Cassidy knew it wasn’t going to be good.  And then it appeared; a shadowy figure stepped before the teenager and the brunette slowly looked up to see a man there with a dark smile on his lips. 

"W-what..do you want with me?" Cassidy asked nervously, but the answer was never heard. Images from that horrible night replayed in Amethyst’s mind before a scream was heard through the room she was sleeping in.

Feeling someone shake her, Amethyst jolted awake and did little to hide the fear that lingered in her eyes after such a terrible dream. “Do-don’t…t-touch me!” She demanded shakily, pulling away from the blonde whom she didn’t realize was trying to help. Rather than make things worse. 

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Sarah smiled at the feeling of Amethyst’s fingers as they brushed the hair from her face. Her one hand still cupped the other’s face, her thumb tracing the dark haired girl’s cheekbone. Upon hearing the ‘thank you’ she smiled in confusion. “For what?” she murmured, blue eyes searching green ones for some kind of hint. 

Sarah never would have imagined this would happen. Her and Amethyst were so different, from the way they acted to the way they looked, and she’d always assumed one would have tried to kill the other by this point. But apparently not, and she had to admit, she was extremely pleased by this turn of events.

How nice it was to be in an unfamiliar setting that- for once, didn't make the woman nervous or tense. Granted it came from one that did, but that was in the past now. All she could really think about was how quickly she calmed down after the nightmare when she knew that it would take her much longer to recover if she were alone. And that was something she had grown far too used to being over the course of her escape from home. 

She almost smiled in return as she felt Sarah's fingers on her cheek, yet no such thing happened. It felt like she had forgotten what it was like to do it after what she had gone through. All of which she had yet to tell the woman sitting across from her. Whether she revealed that part of her life had yet to be seen as she didn't want Sarah to know about the horrors she faced, and had yet to face. The worst parts might have ended (for now, anyway), but that didn't mean Amethyst was able to just go on with her life as though nothing was wrong. 

"For staying..and just being here." She replied, her green eyes showing faint signs of the few tears she had shed only moments ago. It was strange that not too long ago, she was hesitant about the woman even knowing her name and she had just kissed the same one as though nothing had ever happened. Strange as it was, something about it was nice as well. Having one less enemy was far better than having another one any day. 

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Put a rumor you heard about my muse in my ask and they'll confirm or deny it.

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Leave a 'would you ever' in my ask

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STOP WITH THE REBLOG KARMA.

Guilting someone into sending you memes because of some pathetic made up thing called “reblog karma” is not going to help anyone. I used to believe in this shit and I sent out many, many asks everytime I reblogged a meme.

You know what happened? I was:

a) ignored

b) stuck with a boring ass thread that neither of us enjoyed but felt obligated to do because of the pathetic “reblog karma”

c) found that the meme didn’t fit either of our characters

d) never got any in return

Drop the whole “reblog karma” bullshit. To me, it’s the same thing as those posts that go “If you don’t reblog this you don’t have a heart/are pathetic/don’t believe in this cause/etc etc etc.” 

If someone’s going to send you a meme, then they’ll send you a meme. Guilting people into doing it because you rarely get memes isn’t going to help anyone or make anyone happy.

Stop. It.

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Send "@" if you'd like to roleplay with me and send me "!" If you'd want to ship our muses

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For all my roleplay partners:

Never hold your muse back. For real. If your muse wants to lash out at mine, or kiss mine, or tell mine a horrible secret, or slam mine against a wall — go for it. Don’t ever feel like I’ll get your reply and judge you or your muse.