you're the acid to my alkaline.

Independent, and Private Original Character Multmuse with a few canon characters No minors allowed. A study in the royal family, fae mythology, addiction & drug use, organized crime and slavery upbringings. A story in tragic backstory and chasing the highs of the immortal soul. Written by Thoth, She/Her and 25+ and EST.

[llosgcariad]

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#llosgcariad . ❛When I'm fucked up that's the real me.  ❜

A study in tragic backstories, the cycle of addiction, abusive households,royal families, fae mythology, organized crime, slavery and finding humanity in immortality.

Independent,   private,  &.  selective roleplay blog for mythology, & original characters and a few canon characters,  read carrd before interacting.  written by thoth.  25+.  she/her.  no minors please. dead dove do not eat cotent fandoms present: all for the game, original works, & mythology. writing style: switches between second person and third, whatever im feeling more of and novella writing. i prefer muilt para over short one-liners. icons are not heavily used.

affiliates: @wcrstarter @obscura-mp3 @choserage @coastercruushed @godsabitofabastard kiran's headcanons masterlist.

            carrd.      memes.    open starters    murtagh morzansson( other blog)

[llosgcariad]

[recordmemes]

༘⋆｡ stirring the pot starters

a mix of arguments, tension, manipulation, gossiping, fighting, & general emotional messiness!

you  weren't  supposed  to  hear  that.

don't  look  at  me  like  i'm  the  only  one  lying.

want  to  tell  them,  or  should  i?

you  think  i  don't  know  what  you  did?

i've  hit  people  for  less.

oh,  i  thought  you  already  knew.

that's  funny,  you  didn't  say  that  last  night.

say  that  again.  i  dare  you.

you  wanna  talk  about  loyalty?

no  offense,  but  if  you're  the  last  to  know,  that's  on  you.

go  ahead  -  pretend  like  it  wasn't  your  idea!

they  deserve  to  know  the  truth.

you  didn't  hear  this  from  me,  but  -

oh,  so  now  you  care?

don't  flatter  yourself.  you  were  just  convenient.

you  crossed  a  line.

we  had  bets  on  how  long  it  would  last.

it's  not  even  a  secret  anymore.

you  don't  get  to  cry  about  it  now.

touch  me  again  and  see  what  happens.

say  it  again.  louder  this  time.

you  really  thought  nobody  would  find  out?

don't  act  so  innocent.

okay,  but  am  i  the  villain  for  laughing?

tell  me  who  else  knows.  right  now.

this  whole  time,  and  you  didn't  say  a  word?

don't  act  brave  now.

you're  really  gonna  do  this  here?

it  wasn't  supposed  to  get  this  far!

you  can't  rewrite  history.

oh,  i'd  never  say  it  to  their  faces.

it  was  supposed  to  stay  between  us.

we're  all  thinking  it,  i  just  said  it.

you're  not  as  untouchable  as  you  act.

do  you  even  feel  guilty?

they  warned  me  about  you.

go  ahead,  make  it  worse.

if  you  repeat  this,  i'll  deny  everything.

the  next  thing  out  of  your  mouth  better  be  an  apology.

you're  about  three  seconds  away  from  regretting  this.

you  keep  pushing,  and  i'll  push  you  back.

they're  going  to  find  out.

one  more  lie,  and  i  walk.

they're  lying  to  you.

you  need  to  back  off.  now.

you're  defending  them?  after  everything?

don't  try  to  hide  it.

tell  me,  was  i  just  a  placeholder?

you  really  think  sorry  fixes  this?

there's  nothing  left  to  say.

don't  act  like  you're  the  one  hurting.

i  don't  owe  you  any  explanation.

whatever  helps  you  sleep  at  night.

you  should've  seen  this  coming.

i  hope  it  was  worth  it.

i  told  the  truth.  just  not  all  of  it.

you'll  miss  me  before  i  miss  you.

smile.  you're  ruining  the  mood.

i'd  watch  that  tone  if  i  were  you.

it's  not  my  fault  you  believed  me.

you  have  such  a  talent  for  pretending  you're  innocent.

we  both  know  this  is  over.

i  never  said  i  was  a  good  person.

i  thought  you  were  different.

[obscura-mp3]

> @llosgcariad,

vast corn field under a brilliantly shining moon. ---- apisjon prey predator

the moon lives in the lining of your skin, its brilliance radiates through the field; & shines a light back home. you'll always know where he is, even if it snuffed out; it resembles you, you leave the same impression ( ... ) beautiful, but annihilating. hundreds of corn stocks remind you of childhood; jonathan can still feel the sweltering summer days, & the grate of her voice, it is an echo beyond the grave. grimshaw manor no longer exists in your mind; but you do not think you could forget how it felt. your fingers trace over the husks, as a gentle breeze cuts through your hair; wind weaves whispers, secrets you barely hear. adrenaline courses through your veins, wedging your heart in your throat; a game you never get sick of ( ... ) a tale as old as time. predator, prey; this is a gift, it comes with a price, who is the lamb & who holds the knife? maybe you'll always be destined to slaughter him, even when he has his teeth in you. cerulean's shift towards the sky, dark clouds loom overhead; there is nothing more to look at, everywhere you turn ( ... ) miles of green overshadow you.

but you know he's out here, it's as if you can smell him; fingers twitch, rolling your shoulders ( ... ) each step forward takes you deeper in the field; a vast overgrowth, with no easy way out. perhaps it is why you agreed to this, apis could not play you, there would be no concern of escape. your boots crunch fallen leaves, following manmade paths through the maze; head turns every so often, looking down intersects in between ( ... ) you exhale, allowing your head to fall. " ... come out, come out, ────୨ৎ don't be shy now, you know i can hear your pulse, your heart is awfully loud, love. " jonathan's voice travels, shifting yourself in place; " ... i will have you, does not matter to me if you want it OR not, i will sink into you, live inside you ... i can't wait to eat you, there will be nothing left of you once i'm done. " eye's flutter, a small groan slips past your lips; something about this affair always got you going, it didn't take much, not with him.

" ... don't make me beg, i will find you, sooner OR later, & it won't be pretty. "

[llosgcariad]

You live inside the eves of night: how it colors the sky. You breathe like there's nothing left in your lungs. This had been a night that had been foreshadowed. You of course had the means of talking and fleshing it to lift but it did not stop the thump of your heart. It had been a game to play that went far behind the miles of corn. You can feel the clink of the chain around your neck. You knew he never played fair exactly. The clinking was the annoyance outside of your heartbeat. You had to shift in a way you weren't heard in the rows of corn: not that it mattered, he'd still find you anyway. You are well aware it would be easy for him to connect the leather around your wrists to the d ring sitting around your neck. That would require moving the chain but you wouldn't put it past him not to. You feel your breath when you weave deeper into the maze, a rush leaving you when you realize you've hit a dead end. shit. there's a quiet movement when you listen to the crunching, a careful thought, you're listening to how close he is. you can hear the words he speaks: you swallow. you cannot afford to be found. it's the thrill for you not to be. you know he'd eat you alive. you had escaped being chained in the woods last time, you don't think you'd be so lucky this time. he's had a fasciation of keeping you as a pet, and chasing you down. you hope that the crunch of your shoes isn't heard by him, but you gasp when you feel hands pull at your shoulder. it's only half the fun that you thrash and attempt to run again.

[llosgcariad]

starter call results will vary.

[llosgcariad]

If anyone wanted to know how cheeky Kiran can. E here's an example.

[videonoir]

it must be nice to be a man and make boring music just because you can now don't get me wrong, i'm a fan you're my second favorite frontman.

　　---and you could have me, if you weren't so afraid of me.

videonoir. an indie multimuse written by shamu. emphasis on original and female characters. ft. muses from dungeons and dragons, fallout, dragon age, star wars, horror, etc. dark themes will be present. 21+

[ohisms]

✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄 . ( a collection of prompts centered around ... well, smut. adjust phrasing — mature themes, obviously . )

| -> ( ... ) lightly spicy.

meet me in the bathroom in five minutes.

shhh, they'll hear you.

i'm serious - right here, right now.

i needed a distraction, and here you are.

keep reading, don't let me distract you.

can i touch you here ?

i have five minutes, let's make this quick.

you seem to know what you're doing.

oh, we've barely just started.

i won't break, don't be afraid.

can't we just sneak off ? no one will notice.

i'm getting under you to get over someone else. is that okay ?

did you start without me ?

[ in the shower / tub / pool ] are you gonna join me or not ?

you're the one who told me to let off some steam.

you have no idea how long i've wanted this.

looks like it's just us here ... privacy at last.

can we come up with a safe word before continuing ?

you're so beautiful, [ name ].

take these off.

you take them off for me.

wait ... won't they hear us ?

don't get sappy on me, it's just sex.

can we try something new tonight ?

i skipped underwear, just for you.

if you tear that, you're paying for it.

i've missed this so much.

you just want me to do all the work ... it's kinda hot.

you don't have to hide anything from me.

tell me you love me ... i won't hold you to it, just say it.

you know what i'm waiting for.

is this the [ piece / lingerie ] i picked out for you ?

feeling risky ?

your scars don't make me see you any differently.

take me to the sofa, i can't make it to the bed.

i want this. i want you.

i don't know how i ever lived without this. without you.

i could never share you with anyone else.

do you want to come in ? i was gonna take a shower ...

i want to forget. just help me forget.

is this okay ? [ ... ] tell me if that changes, alright ?

you can pretend i'm [ name ], if that helps.

let's make this last ... i want you to remember tonight.

this doesn't have to mean anything.

i want to hear you say it.

do you trust me with this ?

let me take care of you.

right here on the counter ? naughty ...

i want to paint that pretty neck plum with hickeys.

someone's feeling bold tonight.

don't worry, i'll buy you another one.

you turn me on so easily --

say please.

| -> ( ... ) xxxtra spicy.

you're doing so well for me , [ name ].

i thought i told you to [ wait / stay still ].

choke me . i promise i'll be fine .

i'm so fucking [ wet / hard ] for you.

fuck ... that's amazing , right there ...

i'm all yours ... fuck- all yours–

touch yourself for me.

can you come from just this ?

ah-- you're going to leave a mark.

do you want to taste yourself ?

please, [ name ] - i want to come.

do you have any idea how good you taste ?

you look so fucking good down there.

show me where it feels good, [ ... ] right there ?

faster ... fuck, i'm so close.

please, please, plea-

if you don't quiet down, everyone out there will know what we're doing.

say you're mine. shout it so everyone knows what we're doing in here.

don't stop, fuck, please don't stop-

i won't stop until you've come so hard your legs shake.

get on your knees for me, baby.

are you getting close ? i'm almost there–

fuck me like you hate me. pretend if you have to.

fuck me like you love me. pretend if you have to.

i love the sounds you make ... i can't get enough.

get yourself off ... i love watching you.

come for me. now.

grab your [ toy ], i'm about to rock your world.

please touch me. please, i'll do anything.

look how pretty you are when you're about to come.

we shouldn't ... ah, we shouldn't be doing this.

fuck, [ name ], i'm coming ... fuck-

tell me how badly you need [ it / me ].

you feel so fucking good.

please, i'm so close.

[loki-god-of-menace]

Reblog if your muse suffers from PTSD (severe or more mild, or even C-PTSD).

It is good to make your followers aware, because a muse having PTSD heavily influences the character and how they react and interact.

[videog4mes]

ROMANCE, LOVE, & THINGS UNSPOKEN. a collection of quotes from various media and ships, as well as concepts inspired by them. change verbiage and pronouns as needed. (send + reverse if desired.)

dialogue.

i never knew what it was like to want to be with someone forever til i fell in love with you.

i think about you, too.

you're the one freaky thing in my freak world that still makes sense to me.

ours is a forever love.

sometimes when you love someone, you do crazy things.

i love you. i try not to, but i can't stop.

to me, you're the whole damn world.

i would rather have hope with you than certainty with anyone else.

no matter what happens, you are my light.

i have loved you desperately. i cannot breathe when you're not near.

how's forever? does forever work for you?

i believe we'll be together again.

the truth is, i stay away because you consume me.

i will brave the oceans and sail past the sirens to find my way back to you.

will you marry me?

love like ours doesn't just disappear. not completely. there is always an ember remaining.

i will always choose you.

the smallest chance of a perfect life with you is infinitely better than an immortal one without you.

i love you and i will love you until i take my lasy breath on this earth.

i'm in the arms of my first love, the first person i ever loved.

when i kissed you, you held your breath.

i don’t need you to save me. i just need you to stand by me. to hold me. to kiss me.

if we could live without passion, maybe we'd truly know some kind of peace.

if you stay, i'm afraid i may not be able to hold it together.

all i find myself thinking about, all i find myself being able to breathe for . . . is you.

you are the bane of my existence and the object of all my desires.

but you must know it in your heart.

i cannot stop thinking of you. from the mornings you ease to the evenings you quiet, to the dreams you inhabit.

do you think there is a corner of this earth far enough away to free me from this torment?

i want to fight with you! fight with me! fight for me!

do not leave me. do not leave me again.

you gave me back my life, now let me save yours.

you are all i want!

concepts.

run away love. sender proposes that they and receiver run away together so they can be together at last, since their current situation keeps them apart.

dancing in the rain. sender and receiver are having an dancing out in the open when it begins to rain. the initial shock turns to laughter and a soft moment in which they choose to continue their dance rather than let it end.

love letter. sender leaves a handwritten letter for receiver, professing their true feelings for receiver once and for all.

4 am. receiver wakes up to the sent of something baking in the oven at 4 am. by the time they reach the kitchen and see what sender is up to, they realize sender could use some help finishing their baking project and the pair take it on together.

sweater weather. sender notices receiver is wearing something too light for the current temperature and removes their sweater just to wrap receiver carefully and provide them warmth.

[llosgcariad]

a pop - up carnival at night, rides whirling & distant screams mixing with music. - jeankev

a collection of various  location prompts categorized by certain environments.

Sunlight has changed you. You are no longer the pale boy hidden in the dark: kept away in the shadows only to be pulled out for use. You breathe. The sunlight had faded hours ago, the reds and pinks shifting into the dark. But the neon lights of amusement rides and shops had kept the shadows from creeping in. You had been on a boardwalk. You don't remember where the pair of you had stopped. It was before the season of exy started back up. You were in the two week grace period before training started back up again. You loved the field but the smell of the salt water being so close soothed you in a way that you didn't quite understand. If you remembered right it was Maine, york beach to be exact. It had been his idea which had surprised you considering his brain was almost riddled on exy. Yet here you were listening to children scream on rides from thrills: it almost felt childish and yet you had actually smiled tonight. Sugar stuck to your teeth: Kevin had bought you a candy apple that you hadn't declined. You liked the taste of apples. They weren't too sweet and the sugar coating didn't hurt your teeth as much as it should have. There was a sort of fondness you found here. You pull the apple away from your teeth, chew and swallow. "I was being serious, if you want to go any rides I will." You had been to places like this back in california but sharing it with Kevin was different. You knew it was harder for him to focus on things that weren't exy. "You might enjoy it too." You also hold out to where you had bitten the apple. You've been sharing it even if Kevin isn't the biggest sweetooth he's been snacking on it with you. "I actually am happy you know? I never thought I'd get the chance to walk around a beach boardwalk with you. " you missed him even if his conversations weren't the best. But he was sober and that was something in itself. "I did miss you, you know?" that pause of words as if wondering if you should have said that. "You think you'd ever think about coming to France with me one year?" it's a thought that leaves you before you can stop it.

[obscura-mp3]

> @llosgcariad,

Jeremy collaring kiran scene

his name is safe in your mouth────୨ৎ your heart too, tendons twined around my tongue, body c r a d l e d in the cage of my teeth. sometimes you wished you hadn't let him inside, oftentimes a festering wound; maybe you've never truly been loved. a past riddled by bruises, coercion & deceit; kiran was a lifeline when you needed it the most. you couldn't regret him, you're in love with a boy, he is bleeding sunlight, you'd let it penetrate you. he has suffered with you, he has held you in his arms at your lowest; guilt & shame live in a place inside you, he softens the blow ( ... ) forgive me, for both what did & what i do now, touching you with unholy hands. the collar sits between your fingertips, thumbing over the steel; two initials are carved into its face, it has a comfortable weight to it. a padlock & chain, you already put yours on. you wish your brother had been here to see them, his decision finalized which ones you chose; they are an honour & a reminder, even if you want to run from it.

" ... let me put yours on, do you like mine? i can't believe you're letting me collar you, you like being my dog, kiran? " jeremy looks at him, he's everything you could have asked for; any other man who's had you, is a distant memory ( ... ) kiran maponus contaminated your nights & spilled into your days. you still worry your parents could somehow buy him off, if they even knew you had a boyfriend; you'd never hear the end of it, it was bad enough bryson wouldn't stop calling. family banquet, you dreaded those more than anything; play the part, all smiles, but you could only lie for so long ( ... ) before the cracks started slipping. you smile, drowning yourself out; the only thing you wanted to think about was kiran, kiran, kiran, stepping closer to him, hands outstretched. " ... this was a really good idea, gosh, kiran, & the bracelets? " every word is soft, intentional; jeremy didn't believe finding someone like this were possible, he stands in front of you like some kind of beacon, hope resides inside him ( ... ) you've given him enough as is.

you gently place the chain across his chest, clasping the back behind his neck; fingers slide downwards to adjust it, looking between him & the collar. " ... what do you think, you look pretty handsome right now, i could eat you up. you've got that ' bad boy ' vibe going on, i really like that. " there's a laugh, flirty but nervous; perhaps you're more aware of yourself now, than you were before.

[llosgcariad]

It's a weight that means more than what can be seen. It is proof that you are still alive, that you had survived. It is a memory etched in the back of your mind. You had chosen to keep someone alive with a piece of jewelry. You know it's weight: what it means in his mind. Afterall your namesake has to do with a ray of light. You have always been that to him. You shine brightest when all he has is shadows in his heart. The bracelet had left a comforting weight around your wrist. You breathe. It had been a long time coming, this promise this bond. You had never been able to give up on him. That is just you. You love him. You have loved him since you were fifteen you believe. Even if you barely knew the words then and you were snorting lines of cocaine then. You breathe. "Little more than a dog complex, I mean." that pause in words. You want to marry him. The words aren't in your throat yet about that. You already thought about bands. You already have thought about building a life around him. He already has keys to your home. You have thought about so much. You already intend to get him a dog, a real one not you for a gift come his birthday in march. "Jeremy, I'd really like for you to keep watch of my apartment while I'm not here." that pause and you know it's been one of those things coming. You had stopped playing exy awhile ago. The team had almost been sad to see you go but your voice had means for you. Your record had means for you. You had a desire for something that mattered to you and shined brighter for you. "I want it to be our home. I know it's not going o be easy for you to not have me around but you have." you touch his necklace for a moment. "You won't forget me because of tat." a pause and just how you lean to kiss the top of his forehead. you know he's flirting but you still have to be serious on some matters. 'I'm going to miss you a lot you know that? I'm so used to having you around even when the world wants to collapse." you catch his fingers with yours. you aren't looking to be distracted for once, you're looking right into his soul when you look at me. "Promise me, you'll make this a home as much as you can even if I'm not home with you." you can feel the weight of your collar and it means more than words could ever define to you.

[obscura-mp3]

> @llosgcariad,

a kiss with blood

you keep waiting to be eaten, but you were born already gnawed down to the bone; you know how it goes, all stories start & end the same. your fate was sealed in the very pit of the world you live in; some part of you needed to die, in order for you to survive ( ... ) the scar against your temple, two incisions to the ribs & a third is made in jean moreau. riko moriyama is a cacophony of all the reminders you gave him, there are too many to sort through, you do not regret what you made of him. the blood on your lips is familiar, there is nothing more humiliating than your own desires; what it does when you taste it on your tongue, how it feels to look at him with that same longing ( ... ) you hated that you needed this from him. you wipe the crimson across your face, it smears along your wrist, feeling it stick to your skin ( ... ) soon it will dry, & all the effort you made will be in vain. in your other hand, you thumb over the switchblade; the body before your feet is no longer a concern, you always knew where to twist the knife.

you look between jean moreau & the pool on the floor; fresh, bright ( ... ) there is something intimate about killing for him. you live inside him, selfish, demanding, cruel; some part of you would let him devour you, you sunk your teeth into him so long ago, there is never any doubt to his loyalty. if you let me do this, how far were you willing to go? riko steps closer, you can feel the rain on your skin, slick in your hair, it didn't bother you ( ... ) your gaze is intense, prodding your tongue against your cheek. " ... i wonder, little bird, what would have happened had i not been here? hmm, that is an unpleasant thought, only i can hurt you. " hands tangle behind your back, tilting your head; you hadn't bothered to pocket the knife, his scent was a better distraction. fruity, you fill the gap between your bodies; taking it in, strawberries, it didn't surprise you. " ... now ────୨ৎ would you like a taste? " there is no hesitancy, you do not wait for him to answer; riko leans up on the tips of your toes, roughly pressing your lips together. it is hungry, sloppy; saliva & blood are a delicious combination ( ... ) you want to eat him whole. " ... i want to take a bite out of you, find out what you're thinking. "

it's breathless, you inhale; there is nourishment at the sight of him, giving into temptation makes it less revolting. this affair was much more pleasant than all the other times; the nest is a distant memory, but you hadn't touched him until now. hands loosen, pressing the blade into his side; " ... it is a pretty sight to see you fall apart, what shall i do with you? have you ever fucked in a pool of blood? "

[llosgcariad]

Something breaks away inside you. It chips: it sinks like a stone. You ache and breathe, your lungs never stopped choking. Even now something twists inside you. There's pieces of him everywhere. His name is carved into your lungs, and every breath cuts you. It never stopped. You weren't a raven anymore, and your wings were clipped but you still feel as if you are bleeding. You had wanted to run. Something had settled wrong on the tongue, an innocent drink gone sideways. The room had been swimming, you had gone out for air. You needed air. It was caught between your lungs: when did you ever stop running? Yet the blood that passes between lips is a haunting reminder of the fact you have always sunk like a stone into deeper waters. That you come back to what is familiar even if your blood and bones have healed. Your head is spinning. Why can you taste blackberries on his tongue? You hated them. You slip under. You want to ignore the throb of your heart: the steady thump. Something that reached up and coiled beneath the skin. It revolts but you try to bury this: he isn't aware of that damage, and the taste of blood soothes that wound. Your lips part instead spit and blood lingering and that "Not tonight, not here, not now." You sound more unsettled. Something buried under your skin cuts you wide. You don't know if it's what he tastes like or your memories being opened from that box. So you push it down and you mutter a "I think my drink was laced." you don't want to be touched even though the kiss had been wet and normally you would have devoured him whole. "I just want to go home." You hate the warmth that seems to spread like fire on your entire frame, something was entirely wrong.

[llosgcariad]

Independent, and Private, Original Characters, Multmuse with a few canon characters, written by Thoth, 25+,and EST. No minors allowed. (dead dove do not eat content). A study in the royal family, fae mythology (heed the legends make no promises) , addiction & drug use, organized crime and slavery upbringings. A story in tragic upbringings and chasing the highs of the immortal soul. credit: ( x )

[jasonvhoorees]

[teerofinale]

Are you a top or bottom?

I’m an experience

[bleedingspiral]

let’s kiss with mouthfuls of blood to deepen our bond

[llosgcariad]

@obscura-mp3