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[misdae]

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[nefartul]

the gift he gave was a rich one; a scarf made of beautiful and lavishly dyed cashmere, red as the petals of a freshly wilted rose. he presented it dutifully, blood-colored cloth poured across a hand as white as stone.

'' forgive me, if i am too bold. but i thought at once that you must be tired of the roses left by men. they are prone to the whims of a short and gentle life. this, i think, shall be of far more use to you. '' | @misdae

[misdae]

         Christine’s fingers touched the scarf tentatively, her eyes widening at the feel of the fabric. How soft, how rich. She lifted it slightly after looking him in the face as if asking for permission, then letting the red folds spill between her hands like a wave of blood.           ❛       It’s very beautiful...,       ❜           she spoke gently,           ❛       and perhaps far more generous than I deserve, monsieur. I’ve never been given anything so fine before.       ❜

         She truly seemed to be in awe of the gift, folding the scarf carefully and then holding it to her chest. A very humble smile.           ❛       Thank you,       ❜           the songbird glanced up at him,           ❛       I’ll treasure it.       ❜

[ohisms]

✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐁𝐘𝐄 . ( a collection of dialogue prompts from the film the hobbit : the battle of five armies . adjust phrasing as necessary . )

he hit it ! he hit the dragon .

his arrows cannot pierce its hide . i fear nothing will .

we cannot turn back .

[ name ] ! what are you doing ? you were supposed to leave !

i came to help !

who are you that would stand against me ?

now that is a pity . what will you do now ?

you are forsaken .

you cannot save him from the fire .

tell me , wretch , how now shall you challenge me ?

you have nothing left ... but your death .

[ name ] . look at me . you look at me .

you are not alone , [ name ] .

[ name ] , come on , we're leaving .

they are your people , they must go .

i know how i feel , i'm not afraid .

i don't know what that means .

keep it . as a promise .

that is where you are wrong .

i'll catch my death in this cold .

it's all right , darling .

i have said it many times , this is a man of noble stock .

i'm not the master of this town . where is he ?! where's the master ?!

enough ! look around you . have you not had your fill of death ?

winter is upon us . we must look to our own .

we must look to our own . to the sick and the helpless .

those who can stand , tend to the wounded .

we must salvage what we can .

i tried talking to him , he won't listen .

he doesn't sleep , he barely eats ... he's not been himself .

it's this place ... a sickness lies upon it .

behold the great treasure hoard of [ name ] .

no one rests until it is found .

take only what you need . we have a long march ahead .

we can take refuge inside the mountain .

what gold is in that mountain is cursed .

we will take only what is promised to us .

you saw something out there .

they bore a mark i have not seen in a long time .

[ name ] , it is your king's command .

i command my own heart .

spells will not save you .

i am not alone .

you should've stayed dead .

do you doubt the loyalty of anyone here ?

dragon sickness . i've seen it before .

it is a fierce and jealous love , [ name ] .

perhaps it is best it remains lost .

i'm going to plant it in my garden .

it's a poor prize to take back to [ location ] .

there's gold enough in that mountain for all .

get some fires going .

[ name ] , you take the night watch .

do not tell me what they have lost .

i know well enough their hardship .

they have much to be grateful for .

the children , the wounded and the women come first .

all quiet , nothing to report .

we did not look to see you here .

i heard you needed aid .

i came to reclaim something of mine .

i ask that you honor your pledge .

i will not treat with any man while an armed host lies beyond my front door .

be gone , ere our arrows fly !

this does not concern you .

we are , in fact , outnumbered .

we attack at dawn . are you with us ?

true friends are hard to come by .

i have been blind , but now i begin to see .

i have been betrayed .

[ name ] , the quest is fulfilled .

is this treasure truly worth more than your honor ?

this gold is ours , and ours alone . by my life , i will not part with a single coin .

i will not part with a single coin . not . one . piece of it .

you started this , [ name ] . you will forgive me if i finish it .

i'm not doing it for you .

i'm not afraid of [ name ] .

how came you by this heirloom ?

they are taking us for fools . this is a ruse . a filthy lie .

you would steal from me ?

i may be a burglar , but i'd like to think i'm an honest one .

you have no claim over me , you miserable rat .

i was going to give it to you .

you are changed , [ name ] .

do not speak to me of loyalty .

did you not hear me ? [ location ] is surrounded .

life is cheap . but treasures such as this cannot be counted in lives lost . it is worth all the blood we can spend .

you are lesser now than you have ever been .

i will not hide behind a wall of stone while others fight our battles for us !

it is not in my blood , [ name ] .

will you follow me ... one last time ?

what took you so long ?

this was their plan all along .

i think [ name ] has fled .

keep low and out of sight . if you see something , report back — do not engage , do you understand me ?

don't be ridiculous , you'll never make it .

they'll see you coming , and kill you .

they'll never see me .

i'm not asking you to allow it , [ name ] .

you will not turn away . not this time .

today , tomorrow , one year hence , a hundred years from now . what does it matter ? they are mortal .

there is no love in you .

what do you know of love ? nothing .

you think it is love ? are you ready to die for it ?

we'll live to fight another day .

you will die last .

don't move , don't move . lie still .

i wish to part from you in friendship .

you're not going anywhere , [ name ] , you're going to live .

you did what only a true friend would do . forgive me . i was too blind to see it .

i'm so sorry that i have led you into such peril .

i'm glad to have shared in each of your perils , [ name ] .

go back to your books , and your armchair . plant your trees , watch them grow .

if more people valued home above gold , this world would be a merrier place .

i cannot go back .

[ name ] ... your mother loved you . more than anyone . more than life .

they want to bury him .

if this is love , i do not want it . take it from me , please . why does it hurt so much ?

songs will be sung , tales will be told .

well , i think i'll slip away quietly — can you tell the others i said goodbye ?

you can tell them yourself .

if any of you are ever passing [ location ] , tea is at four . there's plenty of it , you are welcome at any time .

it's here i must leave you .

i quite liked having a wizard around .

don't take me for a fool .

i've kept my eye on you ever since .

i'm not dead . presumed or otherwise .

[misdae]

this is christine d.aaé if you imagine the hair curly btw !!

[misdae]

i know that this time of the year is a little harder and many people don’t feel the best atm, myself included, but i would like for all of you to know that i’m here for you and you all matter. and you’re lovely and talented and i care for every each one of you and i love you greatly. we can do this together my friends 💗

[ourgrief]

the   wind   whistled,   cacophonous,    as   though   it   were   governed   by   muses   not   of   melody,   but   those   of   discordance.   it   provided   a   merciful   cover   under   the   darkness   of   a   crescent   moon   sky   for   the   footsteps   too   heavy   against   early   snow   readied   for   wintertime.   he   had   always   been   rather   HEEDLESS,   a   presence   that   announced   himself   with   his   first   entrance   wholly   unprepared—a   boy   then,    &.    now   a   man   equally   reckless   in   both   words    &.    actions   alike.   but   the   stakes   had   soared   high   up,   so   at   the   very   least   he   tried   to   remain   quiet   in   his   inexperienced   espionage.

              such   thing   was   no   easy   feat.   his   own   throat   tightened,   the   shape   hardly   visible   in   the   darkness   shaded   by   an   imposing   stone   of   a   mausoleum   tying   an   imaginary   knot   around   raoul’s   larynx.   it   was   death—  !   but   no,   it   was   a   lovers’   caress,   a   seducer’s   kiss   aimed   for   the   theft   of   his   christine  !   but,   heavens,   THE   HORROR  !   the   chill   that   crept   up,   slithering   like   a   leech   under   his   shivering   skin,   a   terror   entirely   unsurmountable,   unfit   for   even   the   voyeuristic   sins   of   the   vicomte   hidden   behind   a   cemetery   angel’s   statue.   still   he   stayed—for   his   own   shame   or   for   her   worrisome   state,   he   could   not   tell.

              he   remained   an   unwelcome   spectator,   until   christine’s   mysterious   guest   cut   their   illicit   tryst   short.   the   air,   now   a   degree   or   two   warmer,   brought   blood   back   to   its   course   in   raoul’s   veins    &.    courage   to   his   head.   outrage-drunk,   his   fingers   grasped   his   wicked   enchantress’   wrist   the   very   moment   her   rose-sweet   scent   hit   his   air.      ❝   what   am   i   doing   here  ?   ❞      his   knuckles   whitened   around   her   pale   flesh   for   merely   a   moment—now   he   wrestled   his   pride,   his   shame   to   muster   up   an   apology,   but   could   not   find   it   in   himself   to   speak   it.      ❝   &.    should   you  ?   so   little   do   you   care   for   your   own   dignity,   christine  ?!   ❞

[misdae]

         His response was a complete shift away from whatever she was hoping for in return. Whether his assumptions were correct or not, it pained her greatly to hear him say it out loud and it brought a little more life back into herself. It was not the first time he did so either, which only caused for this to feel like another wound opening up on her body, a distant relative to the one she hid under her father’s scarf. The sigh she let out at the accusation sounded rather troubled and she fought against his grasp with a pull back, her eyes open wide like they haven’t been in the past hour.           ❛       Do not accuse me of things you know nothing of, Viscount! I begged you two times before, I will not listen to these dreadful accusations again!       ❜

         With a tremble, the blonde fairy looked around, her skin ice cold as she searched for any hint of the entity’s still presence. He was with her always, she knew it, but she was hopeful he would be further away now that she’s satisfied his appetite. Only then could she look back to Raoul, her expression a mixture of fear with sorrow.           ❛       Can’t you see how much it pains me?       ❜           she whispered against the wind like a last effort on the string of hope that she was at the end of. As much as she hoped for a help, she needed her rest now and a more proper wrap around her neck. Fast.           ❛       Do not say anything else you might regret! I need a companion, not a foe.       ❜

[witch1nghour]

𝜗𝜚 ⠀𝗕𝗬 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗖𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗢𝗙 𝗠𝗬 𝗧𝗛𝗨𝗠𝗕   ﹔   various  sentence  starters   (   platonic/romantic/antagonistic/etc   )  from   JEKYLL AND HYDE: THE MUSICAL   (   1990   )   .  please   , like   or  reblog if   you   plan   on   using   .   don’t   claim   as   your   own   .   content   warning   :   tw murder, violence, religion  .   

in  each  of  us  there  are  two  natures.

he's  beyond  help.

he  stil  has  a  soul  -  as  pure  and  good  as  yours  or  mine.

madness  is  the  cruelest  of  all  prisons.

there  must  be  a  way  to  help  him.

my  theories  convince  me  there  is  a  better  solution.

use  your  gifts  wisely.

once  there  was  morning,  now  endless  night.

if  I  could  reach  you  I'd  guide  you  and  teach  you  to  walk  from  the  darkness  back  into  the  light.

please  try  to  hear  me.

I'll  never  desert  you  -  I  promise  you  this  till  the  day  that  I  die.

I  need  to  know  the  nature  of  the  demons  that  possess  man's  soul

why  does  he  revel  in  murder  and  madness?

I  need  to  find  a  way  to  get  inside.

I  need  to  try  to  separate  the  good  and  evil  -  if  I  can.

give  me  courage  to  go  where  no  angel  will  go.

there's  a  face  that  he  hide  till  the  nighttime  appears.

man's  a  master  of  deceit.

what  is  his  sinister  secret?

if  we  could  extract  all  of  the  evil  from  each  of  us  think  of  the  world  we  could  create!

what  makes  you  think  you  have  the  right  to  play  god?

my  fate  is  yours  to  choose.

I  did  try  to  warn  you.

you  should  exercise  greater  caution.

you  have  come  this  far,  remember  what  you  have  at  stake.

comments  on  style,  madam,  should  never  be  made  by  those  who  have  none.

you'll  get  what  you  want  in  the  end,  you  always  do.

the  only  thing  to  fear  is  the  unknown.

we  knew  there'd  be  a  price  to  pay.

look  in  my  eyes  -  who  do  you  see  there?

love  is  the  only  danger.

we'll  make  our  one  dream  come  true.

you  know  who  I  am...take  me  as  I  am.

give  me  you  hand  -  give  me  your  heart.

swear  to  me  we'll  never  part!

goodnight,  my  angel.

goodnight,  my  devil.

if  we  want  our  love  to  grow,  we  musn't  be  afraid  of  letting  go.

you  are  playing  a  very  dangerous  game.

a  little  touch  of  sin  -  why  wait  another  minute?

why  should  tonight  be  different?

here's  to  the  night!

if  you  only  knew  the  games  we  could  play.

you're  not  up  to  the  chase.

you  have  got  a  lot  to  lose  ...  think  of  the  consequences.

for  all  these  years,  I've  faced  the  world  alone.

I  have  started  this  alone  ...  and  I  must  finish  it  alone.

I  have  a  thirst  that  I  cannot  deprive.

tonight  I'll  take  from  all  mankind,  conquer  all  the  gods.

I  see  the  pain  in  your  eyes.

have  I  become  my  work  and  nothing  more?

what  kind  of  monster  would  do  such  a  thing?

I  am  in  love  with  the  things  that  I  see.

if  someone  like  you  found  someone  like  me  then  suddenly,  nothing  would  ever  be  the  same.

I'd  feel  so  alive  if  someone  like  you  loved  me.

it  warms  my  heart  to  know  that  romance  still  blossoms.

how  dare  you  speak  to  me  like  that?

you  don't  seem  like  yourself.

I've  been  better,  name  ...  I've  been  better.

I  did  everything  I  could  to  save  the  others.

I  am  dangerous.  more  dangerous  than  any  wild  animal  stalking  its  prey  ...

my  love,  what's  happened  to  you?

I  must  be  left  alone  to  finish  what  I've  started.

yu  never  promised  me  the  journey  would  be  easy  -  only  that  we  would  take  it  together.

you  were  heaven-sent  to  me,  was  it  never  meant  to  be?

don't  abandon  me  now,  name.

if  you  need  me  you  know  where  I'll  be.

did  you  really  think  that  I  would  ever  let  you  go?

do  you  think  I'd  ever  set  you  free?

you  will  never  get  away  from  me!

this  is  not  a  dream,  my  friend,  and  it  will  never  end!

no  matter  what  you  may  pretend.

I'll  rejoice  as  you  breathe  your  final  breath.

there's  a  beast  at  the  door,  and  he's  wild  and  free.

[misdae]

hi 🥺

[misdae]

wishing for more threads in christine’s sw.an lake verse 🥺

[misdae]

𓆩*♡*𓆪        @glitznoglory​​​         ʚ;         𝐑𝐀𝐎𝐔𝐋 𝐃𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐆𝐍𝐘     .

         Ache. It was going through her entire being even still, blue eyes closing and reopening with frequency against the sudden strong wind paired with snow. As she passed the graveyard’s gate, her index finger with thumb briefly moved across her forehead, lips and heart to form a tiny sign of the cross, soon before she moved her shut fist back to her mouth for warmth. Truth to be told, it wasn’t even all that cold despite the wind, but she was so cold as if the freeze itself has entered her. Something has entered her just minutes ago indeed.

         Her throat burned like it has for many years, spreading inside her head and further in. She’s prayed to God before that her plan to finally put a stop to all this would work, but there was something incredibly scary about it still. What if everything would only turn worse? Suddenly she gasped when something grabbed her and a great fear overcame her that tonight wasn’t over just yet, that there was still some hunger left for her to satisfy. But this was a hunger of a different kind. Questioning.           ❛       Raoul!       ❜           She exhaled, blinking against the falling snow and frowning. Has he followed her once more after she told him off just earlier that day?           ❛       What are you doing here? You shouldn’t be here...       ❜           Christine shook her head, looking over her shoulder and back to him, slow as if she spent hours dancing with death. The frown on her forehead softened, hope inside her lapis eyes. Could it be that he came to help?

[misdae]

hellu demanding more gothic horror idk <3

[misdae]

hiya, this is a plotting call for miss daaé ! i haven't got many drafts to reply to atm after deleting some really old ones (rena this one is for u) and i'd love to get some new threads and plots going ! here's also a link to my updated interest tracker.

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FROM THE SERPENT AND THE WINGS OF NIGHT *  assorted dialogue from the book by carissa broadbent, adjust as necessary

i would beg. for you, i would.

you have fucking destroyed me, [name]. do you know that?

death isn't frightening when weighed against an insignificant existence.

i've lived through some injustices in the last couple of centuries.

a dead lover can never break your heart.

so many mistakes in the end. never you.

i give you my body. i give you my blood. i give you my soul. i give you my heart.

your soul is my soul.

i bind myself to you.

i wanted it to all be a lie. but it was not a lie.

never trust. never yield. always guard your heart.

vampires know better than anyone how important it is to protect their hearts.

love is sharper than any stake.

fear, when embraced, hardens and sharpens.

i would not die here.

don't fucking touch her.

there she is.

you are the most stunning thing i've ever seen, [name].

no one has ever said those words to me.

here's how you stay alive.

maybe our skin doesn't scar the same as yours, but our hearts do.

are you going to kill me, [name]?

you might destroy me anyway.

i would beg for you.

don't be so quick to throw away your humanity.

you might find you miss it once it's gone.

don't you fucking dare stop fighting.

it would break my heart.

nothing matters but this.

once you win, the world is yours.

this is the time for conquering.

you don't give an inch, do you?

why would he do this?

you smell like the sky.

i only know how to fight.

i can't take credit for everything that you've become.

fear is a collection of physical responses.

i love it, really, truly love it, when they underestimate me.

you're sweet. prickly, but sweet. in an acidic sort of way. like a pineapple.

love is a sacrifice at the altar of power.

you don't even know the things i've thought about.

there you are.

i used to be one of them.

i've saved your life twice now.

you're a demanding little thing, aren't you?

you aren't my prisoner.

i don't like feeling things.

i'm done hating myself for all my human weaknesses.

i will never be able to carve you from my heart. you are embedded too deep.

[misdae]

kiss christine :)

[misdae]

𓆩*♡*𓆪        @gothyq​​​         ʚ;         𝐑𝐀𝐎𝐔𝐋 𝐃𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐆𝐍𝐘     : ⠀why would he do this?

         Throat nearly ripped open, her left hand remained close to it as she stared into distance, fingers tapping against the milky skin where a precious ring should have remained hanging. Instead, the variant of her necklace got exchanged for one of blood and saliva of the same colour, tainting her. Weakening her. Tempting her.           ❛       I  am  his,       ❜           Christine whispered, finding her reflection in a window and observing the rescue of her neck provided by a doctor who happened to be at the party an hour or two ago.           ❛       Or  so he  believes.       ❜

         These past few years he’s fed on her, a willing lamb in return for comfort she sought out in desperation painted with sorrow, loneliness. He made her feel not so alone again and she welcomed it, but that was no more. Still, she did let him in before.           ❛       I’m  sorry,       ❜           she exhaled with more shame than fear, the public attack on her as if non-existent. Shock. Christine felt her hands tremble, fingers by her clavicle grasping at bare air.           ❛       Your  ring... I don’t have your ring, he took it from me !       ❜