life. death.

[pseudolife]

PSEUDOLIFE. an independent, selective multimuse featuring original & canon characters from a multitude of resources and inspirations. primarily modern based, with a touch of fantasy here and there. haunted by an anarchist (she/her, thirty+). blog is for mature audiences (21+) only, no personal blogs, mutuals only.

activity status: semi-hiatus.

content warning: blood drinking & cannibalism, sexual content, monster fucking, substance abuse & dependence, unhealthy co-dependence, age gaps between adults, violence & murder.

CARRD. WRITING PROMPTS.

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Meow.

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@bruisednotes / IZAL ──

distracting your lover from a task by kissing their neck. kiss & tell.

He's lucky he's not using his mouth in another way to distract her, she'd have flung her pen at him and made him go retrieve it after. It probably would have been the better way, for her, she'd have at least gotten some work done while he was off pretending to pout about it. But no, no, Izal had chosen the right way to go about distracting her. Heat pressed against her back and lips on her neck. His hair tickling her bare shoulder as he tilts his head and turns his distraction from his a press of lips to her pulse to something a little more firm, a little damp, a little hot, with a hint of tongue and teeth and wet heat -

Oh, he's fucking lucky. Lucky that his mouth is perfect, and he's perfect, and he knows just how to hit all her buttons the right way. Knows just the way she likes to be teased and distracted.

"Awww," Her voice is warm and low, laughter bubbling from her as she drops her pen and reaches behind her for him, to grope and squeeze him in an ink stained palm. "Did my favorite puppy get a little bored? Are you feeling lonely?"

[fairydrowning]

Love letter of Frida Kahlo sent to Nickolas Muray, 1931

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@vonbirden / HIEI ──

biting their lip amidst a kiss, drawing blood. kiss & tell.

It's a signature of his at this point, the biting, the blood drawing. The way clawed hands curl in red locks and tug Kurama's face upward as he looms over his seated form. All of him intense and sharp and looking for a fight - even when there wasn't want to be found, because Kurama submits to it, to him, only just for that moment. Opens his mouth and lets the coppery taste of his own blood greet him, and ignores the way it smears between their mouths as he tilts his head just so and turns almost pliant beneath Hiei's sharp affection. Willing and adoring and taking anything given to him with the kind of grace only someone of his age could do - for now.

There's a light in his eyes when he breaks away from the kiss, a smug curve to his lips as he licks away at his own blood and leans away for a moment, breathing in deep through his mouth and out through his nose as he considers the demon before him, above him, practically on top of him.

"Hello Hiei," There's blood in his teeth, smeared across his bottom lip, but Kurama hardly seems bothered. Doesn't seem anything other than smug and pleased - the fox that caught his prey without much effort at all. He snaps the book he'd been reading shut, but doesn't get up from his spot on the floor. "I take it your trip to the Makai went well."

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@roseypeached / JASON ──

lazy kisses on the sofa while the television runs. kiss & tell.

In the dark of her apartment, a movie plays on the television forgotten. It's an old one, one of those black and white horror classics that Birdie had put on her watch list ages ago and promptly forgotten about. One of those movies with the cheesy acting and dramatic pauses, the accents that made no sense, and the damsels that did not do much else than damsel. Or something.

In all honesty, Birdie couldn't remember the plot. Couldn't remember a single character's name. All of that lost, the moment Jason had dropped onto the couch with her. Forgotten as he'd turned hauntingly glowing eyes towards her and leaned in to greet her with a kiss.

A single kiss that had turned into two, then three kisses. Four and five. Six, seven eight... Countless amounts of them, each of them lazy but affectionate things, exchanged between breaths and murmurings about his day, then hers. His friendly complaints that weren't really complaints, then her noises of understanding.

It's good, soft. A tender moment shared in the middle of the night. Everything she's ever wanted, and perhaps everything they've both ever needed.

Birdie inhales, exhales. Smiles up at him like a lost dreamer, and then blinks suddenly to awareness as the smell of something burning finally hits her. "Shit, the cookies!"

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@roseypeached / JASON ──

"stop looking at me like that." making demands.

Like what? She wants to ask him, but she knows better - because she knows what she's doing. Knows that the big eyed, adoring look she's fixing with him with is probably setting his nerves alight - not in a bad way, but in a way that was unavoidable, unable to be ignored. Something that he didn't know what to do with, had probably never dealt with before, and couldn't get away from - not at least then and there. Not with her between him and the window, sprawled out on her little nest of pillows and blankets in the corner of her bedroom.

"Be nice and say please and I'll consider it." And there it is, the librarian voice. Soft and stern and accompanied by a look that suggests she's not stopping because she knows he won't ask, can't ask. Not nicely, because she'll do it then - and she thinks he likes it too much for that. "Maybe."

[fallenhype]

In a Relationship (2018)

[ohisms]

‪‪❤︎‬ ˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 & 𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋 !    (  a  collection  of  75+ kisses.   feel free to specify the initiating muse.   potentially mature content within.  UPDATED 02/25 !  )

finally kissing the person you’ve been pining for.

pulling them in for a kiss while showering together.

a kiss shared during a game  ( truth or dare,  spin the bottle,  etc ).

kissing your lover to show you forgive them.

a coy, chaste kiss meant to say thank you.

an intimate kiss full of relief the second you're finally alone.

wiping away your lover’s tears as you kiss them.

a kiss muffled by laughter in a library, hidden away among the shelves.

lazy kisses on the sofa while the television runs.

kisses while wrapping your legs around your lover.

a quick peck on the cheek as one party rushes off.

a kiss to prove you don’t have feelings for them.

a kiss to convince them not to leave bed in the morning.

a kiss to distract them from stitching a wound.

a parting kiss before one party goes away for a long time.

biting their lip amidst a kiss, drawing blood.

heated kisses while tugging on their hair.

abruptly kissing a stranger to scare off the people following you.

an emotional kiss bringing one party to tears.

a bruising kiss full of desperation and urgency.

distracting your lover from a task by kissing their neck.

standing on your tiptoes to kiss their forehead.

kissing down the column of your lover's neck, leaving marks.

a kiss while being reunited after a long time.

kissing your lover in a moment of sheer joy.

a dutiful kiss with no true feeling behind it.

kissing your lover to take away their pain.

colliding with a wall, then each other's lips.

a kiss placed over their freshly bandaged wound.

a kiss while slow dancing close and intimately.

sharing a spontaneous kiss with a stranger.

an abrupt ,  heated kiss during the middle of a fight.

a kiss motivated by a dare from a third party.

an adrenaline-fueled kiss while standing on the ledge of a rooftop.

kissing them to shut them up.

urgent, messy kisses as both parties scramble to undress.

a kiss to wake your lover up in the morning.

sharing a kiss in a heavy downpour of rain.

kissing your lover just above their waistband.

kissing your partner to seal a marriage.

pushing your love down onto the bed to worship their body with kisses.

a possessive kiss to stake a claim.

a kiss to resolve suppressed ( romantic / sexual ) tension.

a kiss attempting to convince the other party to stay.

kissing the top of their head as you hold them.

a risky kiss between forbidden lovers.

a kiss while hiding away from flashing cameras.

a kiss that means absolutely nothing.

kissing the swell of your lover's breast.

a kiss that leaves lipstick stains.

a kiss shared on a rooftop while the sun ( sets / rises ).

a flirtatious kiss on the back of the hand.

sensual kisses down the length of their back.

kissing them to confess your true feelings.

sneaking off to a public bathroom to make out.

a kiss to forgive one another after a fight.

a kiss on the forehead as the other sleeps.

an  ( accidental / mutually )  drunken kiss.

an unexpected kiss during a fake dating scheme.

kissing your partner after they've given you head.

caging your lover against a wall with your arms to kiss them.

a kiss after receiving good news.

an emotional kiss, relieved to find your lover alive.

crowded, heated kisses in the backseat of a car.

a tentative ,  exploratory kiss between friends.

a kiss shared between enemies during combat.

a kiss that smears blood everywhere.

kissing them even though you know you shouldn't.

kissing your lover after believing you’d lost them.

a kiss after a devastating event ,  meant to comfort.

a possessive kiss in front of a jealous third party.

kisses while pulling them into your lap.

a heated kiss while holding them by the throat.

kissing your lover under the night sky while stargazing.

a kiss to seal a promise that you just made.

kissing your lover lazily first thing in the morning.

holding your lover by the jaw to kiss them.

holding their face, kissing the tears from their cheeks.

a kiss to your lover’s stomach as you travel down their body.

an abrupt kiss that you melt into after a moment of hesitation.

sleepy ,  domestic morning kisses in the kitchen while making breakfast.

a rushed kiss before one party leaves for work.

a final kiss shared while holding your dying lover.

[pseudolife]

last night of margaritas bc i ran out so lets get fun with it

[ohisms]

✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 . ( a collection of dialogue prompts based on varying types of demands &. requests . adjust phrasing as necessary . this prompt WILL likely be updated in the future . )

don't say a word .

don't leave me here .

meet me at our spot tonight .

follow me and stay close .

don't beg , it's pathetic .

can you ( tie / zip ) this for me ?

stop lying to me . tell me what you did .

put that down , you don't know what it ( is / does ) .

get out of my sight .

stop pretending you know what's going on .

find a first-aid kit . quickly !

don't get yourself killed .

leave them to me , just go .

just admit that you love me .

just admit that you hate me .

come here , let me look at you .

( name ) , don't make me do this .

drop your ( weapon ) .

stay here and wait for my signal .

don't just sit there , move .

take this and run , don't let anyone have it .

pretend you're my ( partner / girlfriend / boyfriend ) .

don't look , you'll give us away .

don't say another word .

stop pretending like you care .

go make sure the coast is clear .

take this with you . it's a good luck charm .

don't tell anyone about this .

if anybody asks about today , lie .

stop looking at me like that .

tell me you love me .

just kiss me , already .

keep your eyes on the road .

stop crying and calm down .

come with me . there's so much we could do .

wear the ( dress / tie / item ) i gave you tonight .

show me how you like to be touched .

hold my hand .

kiss me , make it look real .

look at me . how many fingers am i holding up ?

will you marry me ?

just slow down for a minute . what's going on ?

take a deep breath , you need to calm down .

get out of here , ( name ) !

draw your weapon .

go rest . i'm not asking .

take a step back .

give me a straight answer .

be polite to our guests .

look me in the eye and say that again .

put your feelings aside for a moment .

keep close to me .

here , let me see that .

look up at the sky .

get out of here , i don't want to see you right now .

stand up , this isn't over yet .

close your eyes and count to ten .

smile for the camera !

keep your head down .

( name ) , let me past .

listen carefully to what i'm about to say .

don't just stare , come in .

stop laughing , this isn't funny .

take this and hide it .

don't make a sound .

put your hands up .

quit causing problems everywhere you go .

just admit that you don't know what you're doing .

stop right there , i mean it .

don't say that name aloud .

just trust me , okay ?

stop acting so childish .

call the police . now .

tell me you love me , even if it's not real .

take a good hard look .

stop the car , ( name ) .

don't make eye contact .

stay out of trouble .

just do it already , we've waited long enough .

hold me tight , and never let me go .

finish what you started .

tell me what you know .

just stay away from me .

turn around . slowly .

don't be scared .

put it down before somebody gets hurt .

stop pretending , i'm tired of the pretending .

grab me my ( item ) , will you ?

don't make assumptions .

put this over it to stop the bleeding .

get to safety !

wipe that look off your face .

secure the area .

keep an eye on them .

look at yourself in the mirror .

run . run and don't stop .

eat . you haven't touched your food in days .

[bruisednotes-a]

𝗛𝗘 𝗗𝗢𝗘𝗦𝗡'𝗧 𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡 𝗚𝗘𝗧 𝗔 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 to fully appreciate wyatt's answer, mind briefly wiped clean for a split second when he feels teeth rest against his skin, in neither promise nor question ⸻ but maybe just the idea of either; a tease that wyatt knows will get under his skin, even with the tiniest sliver of nothing it is. even the slightest chance he has at getting any of his partner's violent brand of affection is like the smallest dose of the most potent drug donomie's ever had in his life, and well ? donomie is an addict.

his grip tightens on his phone, if only so he doesn't drop it in the brief moment his body threatens to go limp like some kind of prey animal caught in the jaws of a predator ( pathetic, really, how quickly he turns to putty in wyatt's dangerous hands ), free hand idly resting at the back of wyatt's head, short, fuzzy hairs tickling his palm.          “    uh huh ... red it is, then.    ”   

a tap to add it to the cart. a few more to get to the checkout screen ... and then his own teeth are finding the shell of wyatt's ear.          “    lemme put in the card number, babe.   ”   

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It should be disturbing, it should be distressing, the hold that Donomie has over him, the way that with a single touch of teeth, and quiet murmur of protest, he withdraws his mouth. Should be fucking unsettling, the way he complies without question, leaning his head back into the hand behind him. Body going almost slack as his fingers find their way under the younger man's shirt.

It should be awful, a red flag waving over how instinctively he puts a pause on his plans of disruption, how quickly he turns to something mild mannered and compliant but -

But that would be an acknowledgement of a weakness, of feelings, that Wyatt didn't want to deal with, so, he ignores it. Jostles Domi in his lap just enough to be an annoyance and then settles again, hand smoothing across hidden and tattooed and scarred skin.

"Go on, then, make your damn purchase."

[bruisednotes-a]

𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗟𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝗢𝗙 𝗛𝗨𝗥𝗧 𝗜𝗦 𝗔𝗟𝗠𝗢𝗦𝗧 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗩𝗜𝗡𝗖𝗜𝗡𝗚. almost. blue eyes round and shining with the threat of faux tears, bottom lip pushed out just so in an almost-pout ⸻ a near perfect imitation of a kicked puppy.           “    gotta wear yer battle scars with pride, bonnie. worked hard on'em.    ”   

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Kick's gaze drifts in the mirror, from his own reflection to that of Soap leaning in the doorway behind him. He knows its play, the look, the voice, the kicked puppy aura, but still he fucking falls for it. Already spinning to scoop Soap up into his arms and press him against the door before the pet name hits him. A name that, as fucking always, makes him flush red in the face, ears hot as he drops down to kiss the man softly. "I love them, like I love you. I was just making an observation."

[krobelus]

[vonbirden-archived]

A RIDICULOUS QUESTION ━━ “ You are severely overestimating the safety this lock would provide. ” Hiei snorts. “ For your windows sake, I wouldn't test it. ”

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"Perhaps I should invest in more aggressive plants instead of putting hope into a human lock." There's a sly curve to Kurama's mouth, one that gives away his true intention - that he was merely messing with the younger. His favorite hobby. "I wonder how my window visitor would fair against some homeworld vines -"

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adds kurama to roster. quickly edits shipping rule to include that i am a multishipper. runs away.

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A LOVELY LITTLE STARTER FOR @vonbirden / HIEI ──

"I wonder, if I locked my windows, would you break them or learn to use the door?"