[maldame]

❝ Y ' really wanna know what it 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 ? To crawl out of your own skin ? Like dying , 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 . Every wound you've ever had , every scab , 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 at every angle to 𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚍 in the open like a butchered animal . ❞

⌞⁰¹ * 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚍 . ⌝ , ⌞⁰² * 𝙱𝚎𝚕𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝙼𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜 . ⌝ , ⌞⁰³ * 𝙰𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 . ⌝ ,

Independent & selective fandomless original character , written by S. ! ( Under heavy co. )

𝑪𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒏 / @devilryrots , @jailrot

ˎ 𝗩𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲𝘀 𝗡𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 ˋ ː

⌞⁰¹ * 𝙼𝚊𝚒𝚗 . ⌝ , ⌞⁰² * 𝚅𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚜 . ⌝ , ⌞⁰³ * 𝙳𝙱𝙳 . ⌝

[maldame]

Happy Sunday!

If you wear anything around your neck, tie, scarf, bowtie, whatever it may be she’s tugging on it. If there’s power play involved, she’s tugging on it hard. Like a leash. Yfm?

She does, in fact, ‘ bounce on it crazy style ‘. She likes being on top but its not required.

She’s a big post coital cuddler. She will big spoon doesn’t matter how tall you might be its gonna happen.

She doesn’t do nudes but boudoir photos arent out of the question.

She can be as loud as needed. She takes requests. She takes requests.

She is a monster fucker at heart but doesn’t necessarily objectify the horrors. She still respects them, she just possesses the potential to also be attracted to them. Emotionally & physically.

[maldame]

︲🩸 . ᐟ 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗕𝘆 𝗗𝗮𝘆𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 ː 𝖠 𝖡𝖾𝗅𝖽𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖧𝖺𝗍𝗌𝗏𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾 .

❝ You've always been an emotional girl , you know that ? Don't ever need a gallon of gasoline to set you on fire . You're the lantern , the tower & the cow at the same damn time . Difficult for the sake of being difficult . One of these days , you're gonna burn yourself out so bright that maybe God ' ll finally take pity on you , Malinda . ❞ Burn she will , hot like a manic comet screaming through life at the pace of a derailed train . The parties , the lights bouncing off powdered mirrors , the screaming & the dying & the crying . Never more eager has a zebra been to change its stripes . She grasped at power in her unlife , as if being reborn as a Beldame would change her cosmic role . She shouldn't be surprised to awake by the campfire . She shouldn't , but she will be . A ritual gone awry , she tapped something hungry out there in that astral dark & it tasted her tragedy like a blade tastes the whetstone . She's perfect for this . Born for it , even . All that pain & anger , the drama , she's just a final girl without her killer .

After divining the wrong ancient entity ( sloppy work , Malicent ) , she draws the hungry eye of the amorphous night . She falls asleep that night to the calming mist of the witching hour fog , only to awake to the warm crackle of a campfire & the scratchy ambience of twigs snapping as she shifts . Other survivors sit around the light , recognition in their stare as the next victim manifests among them . Malicent has only a few short moments to acclimate , the fog is impatiently encroaching on them like the pull of high tide . Like it will again & again . The first death match of countless many . The entity is eager to know what her fear tastes like .

[musiingwords]

YOU SEEM PRETTY ▁▁▁ FOR SOMEONE SO ▁▁▁

❝ you seem pretty composed for someone carrying the weight of the world on their shoulders. ❞

❝ you seem pretty invincible for someone so self - sacrificing. ❞

❝ you seem pretty prideful for someone with so much self - loathing. ❞

❝ you seem pretty reserved for someone who longs to be understood. ❞

❝ you're pretty manipulative for someone who cares so much. ❞

❝ you seem pretty detached for someone familiar with loss. ❞

❝ you seem pretty cruel for someone who once loved someone so gently. ❞

❝ you seem pretty young for someone sticking their neck out so recklessly. ❞

❝ you seem pretty timid for someone with such ambitious dreams. ❞

❝ you seem pretty loyal for someone so untrustworthy as a friend. ❞

❝ you seem pretty self - sacrificing for someone who called it hypocritical. ❞

❝ you seem pretty trapped for someone who values freedom for others. ❞

❝ you seem pretty forgiving for someone who wants revenge. ❞

❝ you seem pretty selfish for someone so willing to do anything for anyone. ❞

❝ you seem pretty fearless for someone who's a coward. ❞

❝ you seem pretty realistic for someone living in a fantasy. ❞

❝ you seem pretty well put together for someone beyond repair. ❞

❝ you seem pretty cold for someone with such a soft heart. ❞

❝ you seem pretty calm for someone who's about to meet their demise. ❞

❝ you seem pretty human for someone who isn't. ❞

❝ you seem so insecure for someone who sees beauty in everything. ❞

❝ you seem pretty trusting for someone so scared of betrayal. ❞

❝ you seem pretty kind for someone so full of anger. ❞

❝ you seem pretty strong for someone holding back. ❞

❝ you seem pretty bright for somehow so scared to outshine others. ❞

❝ you seem pretty certain of yourself for someone that's spent years questioning their own existence. ❞

❝ you seem pretty arrogant for someone who's about to lose. ❞

[maldame]

When surrounded by the unnatural & the strange as she is, sometimes the only correct response in the face of the horrors is one solid: “ What the fuck? “

[honk4muses]

@maldame ᯓ★ “ You don't seem particularly trusting. Then again, maybe neither am i. ” -> Kaboodle !

A   shrug.   He   didn't   take   too   much   offense   to   it.   It   was   SMARTER   to   be   wary,   untrusting--   Despite   what   Kit   has   told   him,   he   doesn't   believe   that's   being   CLOSED   OFF.   Kaboodle   sees   it   as   a   good   SURVIVAL.   “   Eh--   I   get   that   a   lot.   ”   A   shrug   of   his   little   arms.

“   I've   had   people   shocked   I'm   one'a   the   GOOD   guys   plenty'a   times.   ”   After   all,   he   repurposed   him.   Kaboodle   made   the   TOUGH   decisions   that   the   rest   of   his   team   may   not   have   the   heart   to   make;   it   gave   him   the   REPUTATION   of   being   more   akinned   to   a   villain   rather   than   a   WORLD   SAVING   hero.

“   I'll    take   it   as   a   compliment.    ”

[maldame]

❝ You should . Blind trust is for morons . ❞ Callousness is the shield of wounded hearts , although waxing poetic was never her strong suit . She preferred to think of it as the ' been there done that ' self - defense mechanism . In a room full of the tender hearted , somebody had to be the asshole . It was just the natural order of things .

❝ Can't say the same for myself . Part ' a me wishes I gave a shit about the world , part ' a me is glad I don't . ❞ Transparency wasn't her preferred method of conversation , vocalizing her inner turmoil always seemed to make her skin itch . She shifted uncomfortably , one leg crossing over the other as she suddenly found herself incapable of eye contact . ❝ It's not the life for me , but it's still admirable . ❞ Malicent turned her head to slide him a sly smile , always content to derail grounded conversation with the slightest bit of charm . ❝ Tell you what , Oodles , if I ever do need a Hero , I'll give ya a call . That is , if you think you can lift my heavy ass to safety . ❞

[candymcker]

@maldame • Bills are due very soon, that's why this thread is happening.

Closing hours had been... delayed that day. Even if the interior of the parlor was dim-lit, the clock marking half-past-ten, Pizzelle was still in the process of wrapping up; tiding up and dusting the counter off, wiping cups and dishes clean and putting them away. His only company that late at night was the jukebox Rosette— perhaps on purpose, hadn't turned off when she had clocked out earlier.

" ...Tough day? " Or was it now? Greyish eyes glanced in the direction of one of the booths— " I'm guessing? " —where a very well-dressed woman was sitting with a cup of coffee of her own.

Clink, after clink, after clink from metal coming into contact with porcelain echoed across the front of the parlor in quick succession— " ...Sorry, I-I also do that when I'm riled up over something. " —the source being the lady's restless stirring. It was hard to ignore when no one else was there.

[maldame]

❝ More like tough week . ❞ It comes out chipped , a stress born bitterness coats her mouth like an acid , every word spoken burning the silence away . She was decades away from her star sewn lifetime , but no matter how much distance continued to stretch between her & her old life , she always began to yearn for it in times like this . Sure , she spent most days less than sober & was married to a piece of shit , but sometimes she wondered if that truly the worse of the lifestyles . Especially after an hour of listening to a middle - aged man complain about his baldness & then hit on her in the same breath .

❝ I don't even like people . Now I gotta listen to them bitch about their problems , wave a magic wand & somehow fix them . ❞ Malicent isn't fazed by the gentle succession of metallic clinks , if anything its melodic repetition prevented her from sinking too deep into her own resentful thoughts . ❝ Wish I could tell ' em to fuck off & bite concrete , but that doesn't pay the bills does it ? ❞ She casts a sideways glance at her sole company , reeling back her hard approach once she noticed the anxious tinge to his darting eyes . ❝ I'm not gonna bite ya , sweetheart . Promise . Cross my heart or whatever . I prefer men who look a little more like they'd ruin my life . ❞ She smiles at her own joke , perhaps a little unaware that it was a bit of a dour one - liner to attempt to lighten the mood with .

[maldame]

＊ ︲ ︲ @𝙳𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚛𝚢𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚜 ， ❝ How long have you been watching me ? ❞

Nails rhythmically tap themselves against the countertop , a single , manicured brow arches as the acknowledgement of her stare is verbalized . Business was slow , for once . The typical crowds had ebbed & the actual regulars were just beginning to trickle in . She'd seen her fair share of freaks , skin suit wearing shadows & bastard offspring of forgotten Gods . A Cryptid connoisseur's menagerie , all on display in a little corner store in Boston during the witching hour . This wasn't all that unusual . That is to say , she wasn't all that unusual . That thing hanging off the narrow edges of her soul , however , was downright creepy .

❝ Since y ' walked in . ❞ A dry delivery to a mundane question . Her soulself stirs in her chest with unease , coiling & twitching inside the cage of her ribs . Whatever that Woman brought with her - wasn't meant for this plane of existence . ❝ I own the place . You've been circlin' the same shelf for the last fifteen minutes . If it ain't there , it's a custom order hon . ❞

[maldame]

𝗠𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘁'𝘀 𝗩𝗶𝘀𝘂𝗮𝗹𝘀 : 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚝 .

[filmesbrazil]

[maldame]

︲🩸 . ᐟ 𝗩𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗼𝘂𝘀 ː 𝖠 𝖡𝖾𝗅𝖽𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖧𝖺𝗍𝗌𝗏𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾 .

𝗠𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲 𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗻𝘁 : A Beldame is seldom without her sisters , but deference to dark powers not of their blood & use of their bestial arts to honor idols of the Wyrd are betrayals not easily forgiven . Ethelline was outcast from the fold long before Malicent's joining , for the crime of kissing the ring ( metaphorically ) . In all of their apothecaries , among their litany of doors , is a gap in the wall of a door that no longer exists . It used to lead to Oleander & Occults , Ethelline's original shoppe before it was closed & relocated to Hatsville in the Bermuda Triangle . Centuries upon centuries of scorn & isolation , an estrangement eventually broken by Malicent's bleeding little heart . What can she say ? She's got a soft spot for outcasts . It starts with letters , then calls , until eventually she visits for the first time . They hit it off ! As family is naturally inclined to . A black door is permitted to manifest in Mal's personal office , a black door with vibrant red coloration in the grooves like fresh blood settling in the grooves of a fingerprint . The connective tissue of Hemlocke & Herbals to Oleander & Occults . So much time spent on reconnecting , it makes Malicent amiable to the suggestion of running things on Ethelline's behalf for a short while . Villainy is a demanding business & the needs of The Hat are vast , no time for leisure when there's evil to be sewn . - But Malicent is decently sure she can handle things if Ethelline needs a vacation . House sit , run the shoppe , can't be that different from her own right ? What's the worst that could happen ? She does have one question for her auntie , though . ❝ What's the deal with all the fuckin' hats ? ❞ .

𝗔𝗹𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗲 : A Beldame alone in the world is a terrible thing . With the chaotic touch of raw power & all the rage of a life cut short , there could be no other life for Malicent but one of Villainy . Destruction is therapy , whatever she can't steal with tact she'll take by force . More than a witch , less than a God , who is there to stand in her away against dark powers the natural world has long forgotten ? Malicent the Mangled is more than a name , it's a warning . You like your bones uncrushed , don't you ? Wanna keep your joints in place ? Then you'd best turn a pretty little blind eye , you're not the first she'll make into front page news !

[raesource]

questions only sentence starters

if you are sending to a multi-muse, remember to specify the muse that the sentence starters are being sent for .

who . . .

“ Who are you? ”

“ Who do you serve? ”

“ Who taught you that? ”

“ Who’s really in control here? ”

“ Who are you running from? ”

“ Who did this to you? ”

“ Who’s coming for us? ”

“ Who do you think I am? ”

“ Who else knows about this? ”

“ Who are you trying to protect? ”

what . . .

“ What are you? ”

“ What do you want from me? ”

“ What are you hiding? ”

“ What were you planning to do? ”

“ What just happened? ”

“ What did you see back there? ”

“ What did you promise them? ”

“ What happens if I don’t let you go? ”

“ What are the rules I’m not supposed to break? ”

“ What happens after the portal closes? ”

where . . .

“ Where did you come from? ”

“ Where are we? ”

“ Where are you going? ”

“ Where were you when it happened? ”

“ Where does this path lead? ”

“ Where did you get that scar? ”

“ Where is everyone else? ”

“ Where should I stand? ”

“ Where did you put the body? ”

“ Where were you hiding all this time? ”

when . . .

“ When did this start? ”

“ When were you going to tell me? ”

“ When was the last time you felt safe? ”

“ When do we leave? ”

“ When did you stop trusting me? ”

“ When does this end? ”

“ When did you realise the truth? ”

“ When do things go wrong? ”

“ When did you choose this path? ”

“ When will you look at me and be honest? ”

how . . .

“ How long have you been watching me? ”

“ How did you survive? ”

“ How much do you remember? ”

“ How are you this calm right now? ”

“ How bad is it? ”

“ How did you know my name? ”

“ How far are you willing to go? ”

“ How many lies have you told me? ”

“ How do you live with this? ”

“ How are we supposed to fix this? ”

are . . .

“ Are you human? ”

“ Are you okay? ”

“ Are you lying to me right now? ”

“ Are you scared? ”

“ Are you tired? ”

“ Are you hiding something? ”

“ Are you bound by oath or by magic? ”

“ Are you trying to start a fight? ”

“ Are you always this dramatic? ”

“ Are you going to explain or just stare? ”

do . . .

“ Do you trust me? ”

“ Do you remember your name? ”

“ Do you remember me? ”

“ Do you miss them? ”

“ Do you always talk this much? ”

“ Do you have any idea what you just did? ”

“ Do you ever sleep? ”

“ Do you want me to stay? ”

“ Do you think I’m stupid? ”

“ Do you believe in fate? ”

have . . .

“ Have you eaten yet? ”

“ Have we met before? ”

“ Have you been here long? ”

“ Have you done this before? ”

“ Have you ever killed someone? ”

“ Have you been lying to me? ”

“ Have you lost anyone? ”

“ Have you forgiven yourself? ”

“ Have you always been like this? ”

“ Have you already chosen a side? ”

is . . .

“ Is this place real? ”

“ Is something bothering you? ”

“ Is that weapon even legal here? ”

“ Is this your idea of a joke? ”

“ Is this your way of flirting? ”

“ Is someone watching us? ”

“ Is it supposed to hurt like this? ”

“ Is there a way out? ”

“ Is this what you wanted? ”

“ Is it too late to turn back? ”

can . . .

“ Can I ask you a weird question? ”

“ Can you hear that? ”

“ Can I trust you? ”

“ Can you keep a secret? ”

“ Can we slow down? ”

“ Can you help me bury a body? ”

“ Can you look at me? ”

“ Can we talk about what happened? ”

“ Can you stop pretending? ”

“ Can you promise me something? ”

will . . .

“ Will you stay with me? ”

“ Will you tell me the truth? ”

“ Will this ever end? ”

“ Will you protect me? ”

“ Will they come back for us? ”

“ Will you remember me? ”

“ Will you choose a side? ”

“ Will you regret this? ”

“ Will you still look at me the same way? ”

“ Will you stop me if I’m wrong? ”

should . . .

“ Should I be worried? ”

“ Should we be running? ”

“ Should I follow you? ”

“ Should I be afraid of you? ”

“ Should we pretend this never happened? ”

“ Should I stay or go? ”

“ Should I believe you? ”

“ Should I be honest with you? ”

“ Should we trust them? ”

“ Should I have come here? ”

would . . .

“ Would you do it again? ”

“ Would you lie to protect me? ”

“ Would this have been different if I had stayed? ”

“ Would you really let me die? ”

“ Would you have saved them instead? ”

“ Would you still care if you knew the truth? ”

“ Would you leave if I asked? ”

“ Would this hurt less if I understood? ”

“ Would you forgive me? ”

“ Would you choose me this time? ”

could . . .

“ Could you survive without me? ”

“ Could this world exist without you? ”

“ Could this get any worse? ”

“ Could you teach me how to do that? ”

“ Could you be wrong? ”

“ Could you be lying to yourself? ”

“ Could you forgive them? ”

“ Could this be a trap? ”

“ Could you handle the truth if I told you? ”

“ Could you live with the consequences? ”

[maldame]

Desired plot vibes as a short wishlist:

Hench Wench era

Individually they’re clever, but together they share one whole brain cell. Bonus: They’re the shit talking brigade.

Enemy of thy enemy or rivals (petty rivalry counts).

[maldame]

︲🩸 . ᐟ 𝗠𝗮𝗶𝗻 ː 𝖪𝖺𝖿𝗄𝖺 , 𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 .

Absolving the ugly odds & ends of desperate lives is a far cry from stardom , but it's like everyone always said , ❝ That's Hollywood for you . ❞ . While the reruns play of her greatest hits every ' Flashback Friday ' , the retired Starlet fronts as the primary consultant in an old apothecary in Boston . With manufactured credentials to project her legitimacy , she spends her days not singing & dancing , but listening to customer complaints day in & day out . Sore throat , but you're too good for Dayquil ? There's a tea blend for that . Want a kid , but no money for medical intervention ? She can draw up a plan for that . Going bald - you get the gist . After hours , when the apothecary seemingly closes & locks its doors , several others open . The old doors that serve as ' historical decor ' ? They connect to empty & defunct buildings across the world , all interconnected by the same network , attached to the same bloodline , who operate a select few apothecaries of the same type in various locations . Need to get back at your bitch ex - wife ? Run afoul of a terrible curse or feel the desperate need to cast one ? Or maybe you just enjoy a little poison in your pancakes ! There's a little something for everybody at Hemlocke & Herbals .

[spookshollow]

[disgustinggf]

[aedearly]

✎ㅤ. . .ㅤ𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑶𝑫 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑫𝑨𝑹𝑲𝑵𝑬𝑺𝑺.

₊˚⊹ ㅤa collection of loose quotes taken from various characters from hades (supergiant games). these quotes are from the first game of the series. writing/roleplaying prompts. from fluff to angst! feel free to edit as you see fit, especially since some are gendered.

❝ i’m leaving. try and stop me. ❞ ❝ that could have gone better. ❞ ❝ why can’t you just stay? ❞ ❝ i wish you could come with me. ❞ ❝ you’re coming with me. ❞ ❝ i have to take you back. ❞ ❝ but for you, i will be making an exception. ❞ ❝ whew… they’re gone. ❞ ❝ now, come on, we got places to be! ❞ ❝ may the fates favour your journey. ❞ ❝ oh you know, i’d rather have my eyes put out, but thanks for offering! ❞ ❝ if only… ❞ ❝ you should be ashamed of yourself, and learn your place. ❞ ❝ ahh, so you are taking pity on me, then? ❞ ❝ i’m sorry that it has to be this way. ❞ ❝ you’re late. ❞ ❝ will i see you soon? ❞ ❝ did you miss me? ❞ ❝ i’m home. ❞ ❝ we’re heading home. ❞ ❝ you… came back? ❞ ❝ i hope i didn’t keep you waiting very long, did i? ❞ ❝ is something wrong? ❞ ❝ i can’t believe this. ❞ ❝ i’m in your debt. ❞ ❝ there’s going to be payback, you know. ❞ ❝ … damn you. ❞ ❝ this is for you. ❞ ❝ do you remember me? my name is—ah, nevermind. ❞ ❝ i’m not who you think i am. ❞ ❝ keep following that heart of yours. ❞ ❝ to hell with this place! ❞ ❝ fear is for the weak. ❞ ❝ oh, look at you, you poor, poor thing, you’re hurt! ❞ ❝ you’re such a sweetheart. ❞ ❝ you brought this on yourself. ❞ ❝ no need to thank me, mate. ❞ ❝ please, i don’t want to do this… ❞ ❝ you don’t have to do this… ❞ ❝ only the best for you. ❞ ❝ i hope you’re right. ❞ ❝ gods grant me strength… ❞ ❝ that is the worst idea i think i’ve ever heard. ❞ ❝ do you understand how little sense that makes? ❞ ❝ look what i found! ❞ ❝ something’s changed about the beating of your heart. ❞ ❝ no wonder they don’t like you. ❞ ❝ wish i could be there to see your face. ❞ ❝ i’ll earn your favour yet. ❞ ❝ how bad could it be? ❞ ❝ hello there, handsome. ❞ ❝ … this is the cheesiest thing i’ve heard from you. ❞ ❝ what has gotten into you? ❞ ❝ blood and darkness! ❞ ❝ lucky for you, i’ve no pride like many others here. ❞ ❝ it’s over. i’m sorry. ❞ ❝ go. away. i won’t repeat myself. ❞ ❝ i knew your heart was true. ❞ ❝ let’s kiss and make up! ❞ ❝ mischief, me? oh please! ❞ ❝ i don’t know how you can stand this kind of thing… ❞ ❝ you tried. that’s what matters. ❞ ❝ a man after my own heart… ❞ ❝ why won’t you give up? ❞ ❝ ever so stubborn, aren’t you? ❞ ❝ life and death, one and the same. ❞ ❝ you’re running from yourself. again. ❞ ❝ what do you want from me? leave me alone. we’ve nothing to discuss anymore. ❞ ❝ i cannot bring myself to stay upset with you forever. ❞ ❝ the truth is i’m a lover, not a fighter. ❞ ❝ i have to see her! ❞ ❝ so how goes wilful disobedience of late? ❞ ❝ you think all these gifts will make things go back to the way they were? ❞ ❝ we’re older now—i’d hope we’re wiser, too. ❞ ❝ i have to go. ❞ ❝ we were having such a good time! ❞ ❝ time is up. ❞ ❝ you’re so reckless. ❞ ❝ thank you for always keeping me on my toes. ❞ ❝ your luck’s run out. ❞ ❝ i don’t know why i bother with you, honestly. ❞ ❝ may i call you my friend? ❞ ❝ i’d like to make a toast, to you! ❞ ❝ no need for special thanks. ❞ ❝ i’ve some memories i’m not quite ready to give up on yet. ❞ ❝ i’ll break your heart. ❞