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“Who is this irresistible creature who has an insatiable love for the dead...?”

Aw, look at you! Wandering in here without any idea who you’re dealing with. So cute... I’m more than just a pretty face, you know; even if my face is really pretty. You hear about all those mysterious women showing up to clinics, experiencing symptoms of severe euphoria and blood loss? Yeah... I just can’t resist sometimes, women are always so pretty and I just wanna take a bite.

Speaking of which...

What were your pronouns again?

#oc #original character #oc roleplay #roleplay #literate roleplay

primadonna-veins

"Are you... smelling me?"

-@dblairlaw

"Aha... sweetie, of course I'm not smelling you. That would be like totally weird considering you're gonna be my lawyer," Ivanka purrs, her slight Russian accent peeking through the 'dumb valley girl' demeanor. They had taken his hand into her own gloved fingers and kissed his knuckles as a greeting, but paused to smell the absolutely delectable scent of blood that wafted from beneath his soft skin.

She normally didn't prefer drinking man blood, but... well, he just smelled so sweet. Like a plate of cookies or a slice of cake.

It was obvious that she'd had some work done on her body and her face, looking a little too perfect to be a natural beauty. Despite the fact that it was one of the most sunny days of the year, Ivanka was holding a parasol that kept her under a shadow away from the sunlight.

It wasn't that the sun would actually kill her, that was just a tall tale of course, but it definitely made her... weaker. Walking around in the sunlight made Ivanka feel as if she was a human that had gone without sleep for a week (despite the fact that she was a vampire who had gone without sleep for several hundred years).

Despite this, and despite the fact that it was customary to dress professionally while seeing a lawyer to defend you against an allegation as heavy as the one that she was about to face in court, she dressed in a rather revealing dark red dress that barely reached her mid thigh, and a pair of tall black heels that could probably kill a man if she kicked him hard enough.

"You are Dexter Blair, aren't you? I've heard you were cute, but I definitely didn't think the rumors were true until now."

dblairlaw

Dex had already been caught off guard too many times to count by his newest client in the span of only 10 seconds. First off, the fact that despite this was a meeting with a lawyer, they'd decided to show up in a rather revealing red dress, and heels that brought them up to his height. This was... Not yet ideal outfit by any means, but, he's definitely seen weirder.

But then they caught him off guard again by kissing his hand... And then sniffing him. Like a dog in search for a new best friend. Only this wasn't a dog, but an entire person. Pretending like they didn't just kiss and sniff him.

And THEN they start talking. A bunch of small jabs to the gut. In more ways than one. Her accent doesn't sound familiar, a mix of valley and something else, but he doesn't even have the time to comprehend him before she's simultaneously calling him ugly and cute.

A blush crosses over his cheeks, from flustering, embarrassment, confusion, and so much more.

"Uhm... thank you? Could you... Let go of my hand, please?"

primadonna-veins

"You're not gonna kiss my hand back and kneel? Ugh, rude— men used to be so much more polite than that you know," she responding, only partially teasing as she stepped past him and walked into the office. Her hazel eyes were immediately scanning the room, trying to see if he was the type of lawyer that made a lot of money in his line of work. She would be lying if she said she wasn't materialistic, and somehow Ivanka didn't see anything morally corrupt about seducing her lawyer and squeezing him for cash if that was a viable option.

She thought it was kind of cute, how nervous he was. Maybe he wasn't horrible at hiding it from mortals, but Ivanka could hear and smell the warm blood rushing under his skin the moment she'd kissed his hand.

She smooths over her short dress with gloved hands, sitting down in a chair and looking over at Dexter with a mischevious grin. "So did you, like, read the emails I sent? Or do you want me to tell you what happened directly? It was such a horrible experience that I think I'd totally faint from shock if I had to relive the experience though."

Despite her claims to the opposite, Ivanka's tone seemed almost... bored. As if she'd been in this exact situation thousands of times before, which was more than a little concerning considering the severity of the bloodbath that she'd supposedly witnessed.

#rp threads #dblairlaw #loyal lawyer

❛ no offense, but i think you might be just a little too crazy for me. ❜

— @perfectly-intoxicated 🤭

Ivanka had been taken to the bar by a man that she'd initially hoped was going to buy her a bunch of useless high-end clothes that she really didn't need, but when his card declined after buying her two cosmopolitans, she had told him not-so-subtly to fuck off and began flirting with the unfathomably cute bartender instead.

Of course, when the bartender had called her crazy, it caught Ivanka off guard... and only served to intrigue them more.

"You think I'm crazy just because of a silly little thing like that?" she purred, looking over at Hannah through her long eyelash extensions and humming playfully as she took another sip of the cosmopolitan in front of her. "If trying to find a sugar daddy was really that insane, I'd totally be stuck in a psych ward right now."

Since Ivanka had initially been expecting that she'd need to impress a rich guy that was only after the same thing that most guys were, she was wearing a black, form-fitting mini dress paired with a set of long black gloves and a pearl choker that perfectly concealed the tiny scar on her neck from the turning bite she'd received mere centuries ago.

It was obvious that she'd had at least a little bit of work done on her face and her body, lips a little too perfectly plump to be natural and her curves a little too sculpted, but it wasn't like she was trying to hide those aspects at all. In fact, Ivanka saw herself as a constantly-improving work of art— she didn't need the lip filler or the implants to look beautiful, nobody really did, but she definitely liked the doll-esque aesthetic of it all.

#rp threads #perfectly-intoxicated #heavenly hannah #[[OOC: I KNEW YOU'D SEND A STARTING PROMPT IN YOU HOMO /t /pos]]

[[OOC: Y'ALL I FOUND THE PERFECT FACE CLAIM FOR IVANKA]]

[[Meet Anika Braun <3]]

#ivanka's lore #ivanka's face claim

❛ are you… smelling me? ❜

@restez-avec-moi

Typically, Ivanka tried to avoid leaving the house unless she was finding a sugar daddy to buy her new clothes, but recently she'd grown bored being stuck in the confines of her own mansion with nobody to talk to. Apparently being isolated for so long had affected her social skills, however, because the moment she saw a very pretty girl standing nearby, she not-so-subtly felt the need to take a whiff.

"No, I'm not sniffing you," she replied defensively, clearing her throat slightly in an attempt to throw the gorgeous woman off her trail.

"I'm just, like... sick. I have a cold."

She throws a little half-assed cough in there as well, as if proving her point.

"You are totally cute though, your hair is super pretty and suits your face really well... although you could definitely do without the glasses— some contact lenses would do wonders for you, sweetie."

They were wearing a pair of black thigh-high heels and a rather short violet dress, looking as if they'd just left a night club or something. Their platinum blonde hair was pulled back into a half-ponytail, and pointed ears with expensive earrings peeked through the strands just enough to make it seem as if the odd feature was a trick of the light.

#rp threads #restez-avec-moi #honeyed heart

”What are you going to do to me?”

@waveringfaith

Ivanka normally snapped out of her bloodlust pretty quickly. Typically, she only killed the people within a three mile radius, but considering she'd snorted two lines of coke at the pool party she was having right before this blind, violent rage, she had wandered... well, she had no idea where she's wandered to. But now she was here, in front of a church in the middle of the night, blood covering her hands, mouth, and body.

She was wearing a form-fitting black bikini and a Gucci bathrobe that was now torn and stained with the blood from at least two or three of her victims.

Normally taking on the appearance of a stunning blonde woman with a perfectly shaped body and a pretty face that had been carefully sculpted via centuries of cosmetic surgery, the combination of her razor sharp teeth and claws and bloodshot eyes (alongside the gore that was now scattered over her perfectly tanned skin) made her seem more monstrous than anything.

Ivanka had inhaled deeply through her nose, letting out a contented sigh at the smell of one person's blood rather close by, and broken into the church where she found a lonesome priest.

"'What are you going to do with me?' You are so cute," she mocked, letting out a boastful laugh and licking off the blood that coated one corner of her mouth. "What do you think I'm gonna do, get on me knees and like... ask God to forgive me?"

#rp threads #waiveringfaith #pleasurable priest

"Are you... smelling me?"

-@dblairlaw

"Aha... sweetie, of course I'm not smelling you. That would be like totally weird considering you're gonna be my lawyer," Ivanka purrs, her slight Russian accent peeking through the 'dumb valley girl' demeanor. They had taken his hand into her own gloved fingers and kissed his knuckles as a greeting, but paused to smell the absolutely delectable scent of blood that wafted from beneath his soft skin.

She normally didn't prefer drinking man blood, but... well, he just smelled so sweet. Like a plate of cookies or a slice of cake.

It was obvious that she'd had some work done on her body and her face, looking a little too perfect to be a natural beauty. Despite the fact that it was one of the most sunny days of the year, Ivanka was holding a parasol that kept her under a shadow away from the sunlight.

It wasn't that the sun would actually kill her, that was just a tall tale of course, but it definitely made her... weaker. Walking around in the sunlight made Ivanka feel as if she was a human that had gone without sleep for a week (despite the fact that she was a vampire who had gone without sleep for several hundred years).

Despite this, and despite the fact that it was customary to dress professionally while seeing a lawyer to defend you against an allegation as heavy as the one that she was about to face in court, she dressed in a rather revealing dark red dress that barely reached her mid thigh, and a pair of tall black heels that could probably kill a man if she kicked him hard enough.

"You are Dexter Blair, aren't you? I've heard you were cute, but I definitely didn't think the rumors were true until now."

#rp threads #dblairlaw #loyal lawyer

nightprompts

&. 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

( various non - halloween themed dialogue prompts for all your slashers, final girls, and other horrors beyond your comprehension. trigger warning for dark themes. feel free to edit as you seem fit. )

❛ it’s the silence that scares me. ❜

❛ i’m every nightmare you ever had. ❜

❛ i want to see your true face. ❜

❛ one way or another, you’re going to die tonight. ❜

❛ just because you don’t see it, doesn’t mean it’s not already here. ❜

❛ by the time anyone finds your body, they won’t be able to identify it. ❜

❛ you’re playing a dangerous game here, girl. ❜

❛ i’m playing the villain, just like you wanted. ❜

❛ i won’t give up on you, i know you’re worth it! ❜

❛ scream all you want. no one will hear you. ❜

❛ what are you going to do to me? ❜

❛ there you are, my darling! ❜

❛ i knew you would come back to me. ❜

❛ don’t you want to be consumed by what loves you? ❜

❛ i’m going to send you back to hell where you came from! ❜

❛ you can’t keep me here forever! ❜

❛ how are you still alive? i killed you! ❜

❛ sometimes human spaces make inhuman monsters. ❜

❛ please. why don’t you just let me go? ❜

❛ this missing poster has your face on it. ❜

❛ that wasn’t so bad, was it? ❜

❛ what’s wrong, you don’t trust me? ❜

❛ i know a lot about you. more than you think. ❜

❛ you want me to shut him up for you? ❜

❛ we could have been beautiful together. ❜

❛ when you think you’re alone, someone watches. ❜

❛ rest while you can, because i will hunt you and eat you whole. ❜

❛ what you want is very wrong. ❜

❛ you look so pretty all tied up like this. ❜

❛ what, you like to watch? you goddamn sicko. ❜

❛ god isn’t here. god doesn’t even know about this place. ❜

❛ there is something at work in my soul which i do not understand. ❜

❛ i am the devil, and i am here to do the devil’s work. ❜

❛ you know what they say, an eye for an eye. ❜

❛ why don’t you scream for me? ❜

❛ are you… smelling me? ❜

❛ we’re going to die out here. ❜

❛ i’m not afraid of anything. not anymore. ❜

❛ we will be what everyone wants to be. perfect. ❜

❛ no offense, but i think you might be just a little too crazy for me. ❜

❛ we all go a little mad sometimes. ❜

❛ the harder i try to escape, the further i get into this awful place. ❜

❛ this was not how it was supposed to go! ❜

❛ this is the end of your little game. i win. ❜

❛ don’t leave me! i can’t be alone! ❜

❛ no one is coming for you. ❜

❛ you hide. and i’ll try to find you. sound fun? ❜

❛ fuck this place. seriously, just fuck this place. ❜

❛ what’s the matter, honey? you’ve barely touched your dinner. ❜

❛ don’t be afraid. dying is much easier than living. ❜

❛ i won’t let them kill you. i won’t let them even touch you. ❜

❛ let’s get you some clothes before i get too turned on. ❜

❛ you weren’t putting that tongue to use anyway. ❜

❛ shall i drink your blood fresh, or slice your neck and spill it out first? ❜

❛ dying keeps moving lower on the list of worst things that could happen to me. ❜

#rp prompts #tw horror #[[ooc: btw it's ivanka that would be saying these afhshs]]

*sign taped to me that says free blood*

"Sorry darling, I only drink expensive blood," Ivanka purrs, her slight Russian accent only serving to make her voice sound smoother and almost hypnotizing. "I'll only drink from someone worth a hundred grand or more. But you're giving yours away for free?"

She hums playfully. "Maybe tattoo a Gucci signature on your thigh and I'll consider sinking my teeth into you."

#bruno <3 #tw blood #[[I feel like that tw is kinda obvious but still sahdgsh]]

Do you have a specific lyric or quote which you associate with your OC?

What emotion is the hardest for your OC to process? How about express?

-tommy

I associate Ivanka with like 90% of the songs in the Electra Heart album by Marina and the Diamonds, but specifically a line from Primadonna Girl (which is what the url for this blog was named after). The quote is "You say that I'm kinda difficult, but it's always someone else's fault."

Ivanka is very bad at processing grief, since she's so self-centered that getting attached to people is uncomfortable, and losing those few people is incomprehensible to her.

She's even worse at expressing real, unadulterated glee. Instead of just smiling or flapping her hands a little like a normal person, Ivanka will throw big and reckless parties to celebrate whatever's pleased her this time.

#ivanka's lore #tommy <3

Shaking giggling waving

Mommy, heh, hi 🤭

— harper, who’s simping so hard for pretty people

"Ah, welcome back pretty girl... it's always such a pleasure seeing your gorgeous face in my house, sweetie, I hope you can try to return the sentiment."

A wicked grin spreads across Ivanka's face, showing off the razor sharp fangs protruding from her teeth. Her pupils dilate as if she's high on something, but they're really just high off of the "smell of woman".

#minors dni #harper <3 #[[OOC: HAHA GAY /t]]

Is your OC self-destructive? In what ways?

Ivanka is the most vain person you will ever meet in your entire life, and she cares too much about herself to be self-destructive in any way. In fact, she takes an uncomfortable amount of care of herself in an effort to retain her immortal youth. She makes every effort to get exactly who or what she wants, and doesn't bother mourning over the people she hurts along the way.

In fact, she would likely be more inclined to destroy other people if it means that she's able to live her afterlife whatever way she wants to.

Some people could say that the emotional isolation she receives is self-destructive, but she honestly doesn't need the presence of someone getting emotionally involved with her to be happy.

#ivanka's lore #anonymous asks

coldresolve

Edgy/misc OC ask meme ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

Send me a number and an OC, and I'll answer.

What memory would your OC rather just forget?

What's something about your OC that people wouldn't expect just from looking at them?

What is your OC's fatal flaw? Are they aware of this flaw?

When scared, does your OC fight, flee, freeze or fawn?

How far is your OC willing to go to get what they want?

How easily could your OC be convinced to do something that goes against their moral compass?

What's one way your OC has changed since you first came up with them?

Would your OC ostensibly be able to get away with murder?

Do you have a specific lyric or quote which you associate with your OC?

What's an AU that would be interesting to explore with your OC?

What is your OC's weapon of choice? Have they ever actually used it?

Is your OC self-destructive? In what ways?

If you met your OC, would the two of you get along?

How does your OC want to be seen by other characters?

Does your OC have a faceclaim? If so, who?

What is your OC's pain tolerance like?

What is the worst thing you have put your OC through story-wise?

Is your OC more cold and detached or up close and personal?

How does your OC behave when enraged?

Does your OC have a tendency to get jealous? If so, how does this manifest?

Does your OC have any illnesses or disorders? How do they handle it?

What character alignment would you consider your OC to be?

What emotion is the hardest for your OC to process? How about express?

What is an alternative life path your OC might have gone down? How different would their life be if they'd made those decisions?

What is your favorite thing about your OC?

#ask prompts #ivanka's lore

does void blood count?

Ivanka hums, tapping her painted pink claws against the dark surface of her chair and thinking for a moment. A cruel smile spreads across her lips, and she speaks up after a second, Russian accent still barely noticeable after being in America for a century.

"I suppose it could count... I've never necessarily tasted void blood before, but if it's rare or at least tastes expensive, I'm more than open to trying some." She chuckles a little bit, twirling a lock of blonde hair around her finger. "I can't guarantee I'll let you go if I like it though."

#anonymous asks #ivanka's lore

Shaking crying rn. That is Mommy™️

I am a woman offering her blood, miss. I promise to taste expensive 🤭

— harper

"Aw, calling me 'mommy' already, love? Tsk tsk, someone should teach you some manners, Harper."

#minors dni #harper <3 #[[OOC: AJRHSHS I HAD TO]]

kingsmemes

「 RP MEME : THE PATH FROM EMOJIS TO STARTERS - SPOOKY SEASON EDITION . 」 * change pronouns as needed. [ MINE / YOURS ] depends on the receiver.

👹 - for [ YOUR / MY ] muse to run into [ MINE / YOURS ] at a costume party.

👻 - for our muses to go ghost-hunting together.

💀 - for [ YOUR / MY ] muse to visit [ MINE / YOURS ] as a ghost.

🩸 - for [ YOUR / MY ] muse to run up to [ MINE / YOURS ] covered in blood.

🧟 - for our muses to be trapped in a zombie apocalypse together.

🧛 - for [ YOUR / MY ] muse to find out that [ MINE / YOURS ] is a vampire.

🧙 - for [ YOUR / MY ] muse to place a spell on [ MINE / YOURS. ]

🦹 - for [ YOUR / MY ] muse to show off their costume to [ MINE / YOURS. ]

🦸 - for [ YOUR / MY ] muse to dress up as a [ HERO OF YOUR CHOICE ] with [ MINE / YOURS. ]

🕷 - for [ YOUR / MY ] muse to scare [ MINE / YOURS ] with a spider.

🕸 - for [ YOUR / MY ] muse to save [ MINE / YOURS ] from a giant spider’s web.

🌕 - for our muses to sit beneath a full moon together.

🏠 - for our muses to visit a haunted house together.

🎡 - for our muses to visit a haunted carnival together.

🧪 - for our muses to be trapped in an evil scientist’s liar together.

🪦 - for our muses to visit a graveyard together at night.

⚰️ - for [ YOUR / MY ] muse to watch [ MINE / YOURS ] rise from the dead.

🪓 - for [ YOUR / MY ] muse to chase [ MINE / YOURS ] with an axe.

☎️ - for [ YOUR / MY ] muse to anonymously called [ MINE / YOURS. ]

🎃 - for our muses to carve pumpkins together.

🦇 - for [ YOUR / MY ] muse to watch [ MINE / YOURS ] turn into a bat.

🐺 - for [ YOUR / MY ] muse to discover that [ MINE / YOURS ] is a werewolf.

#rp prompts #[[OOC: SCREAMING]]

oblivionmemes

♢ — 𝐁𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒

“The big moments are going to come. You can’t help that. It’s what you do afterwards that counts.”

“I may be dead, but I’m still pretty.”

“The hardest thing in this world is to live in it. Be brave. Live…for me.”

“I don’t understand about theology or dimensions, or any of it, really, but I think I was in heaven.”

“In every generation, there is a chosen one. She alone shall stand against the vampires, demons and forces of darkness. She is the slayer.”

“Passion rules us all, and we obey.”

“Seize the moment, ‘cause tomorrow you might be dead.”

“Strong is fighting. It’s hard and it’s painful and it’s every day. It’s what we have to do, and we can do it together, but if you’re too much of a coward for that, then burn.”

“I could never be your girl!”

“I have feelings for you. I do. But it’s not love. I could never trust you enough for it to be love.”

“People don’t fall in love with what’s right in front of them. People want the dream — what they can’t have. The more unattainable, the more attractive.”

“You’re not special. You’re extraordinary.”

“I gotta look on the bright side. Maybe I can still get kicked out of school.”

“I’m the thing that monsters have nightmares about. And right now, you and I are gonna show ‘em why.”

“I’ve seen your kindness, and your strength. I’ve seen the best and the worst of you, and I understand, with perfect clarity, exactly what you are. You’re a hell of a woman. You’re the One, [name].”

“There is only one thing on this earth more powerful than evil, and that’s us.”

“I don’t know what’s coming next. But I do know it’s gonna be just like this – hard, painful. But in the end, it’s gonna be us. If we all do our parts, believe it, we’ll be the ones left standing.”

“I knew it! I knew it! Well, not ‘knew it’ in the sense of having the slightest idea, but I knew there was something I didn’t know. You two were fighting way too much. It’s not natural!”

“I laugh in the face of danger, and then I hide until it goes away.”

“Hi, for those of you who just tuned in, everyone here is a crazy person.”

“Okay. I’m not panicking. I’m not. I’m not. Stop looking at me like I’m panicking.”

“I don’t like vampires. I’m going to take a stand and say they’re not good.”

“And they say that young people don’t learn anything in high school nowadays, but I’ve learned to be afraid.”

“It’s funny how the earth never opens up and swallows you when you want it to.”

#rp prompts #[[OOC: PLEASE I'M HAVING BRAINROT]]

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