Murder Is Not Forever. @rosewaternightmare - Tumblr Blog

Multi-character roleplaying blog. All original, all mine. Can be triggered and NSFW. Very selective...

// I know I shouldn't have, but I did a thing...

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"HI, I HEARD YOU LIKE SCREAMING!" (OOC: Hi, I'm Lisa and this is my OC Sapphire. Saph owns a coffee shop which I think Demetri would love to visit - or at least enter) "Sorry, I can get a bit carried away sometimes. What can I get you?"

"Just... a chai tea, please. Regular... chai tea." Not the latte. You guys always give me the latte... Demetri's voice was stoic in comparison... today hadn't been a particularly nice day, but she was off work for the rest of it, and figured she might as well get out and around.

// Hallo. :3 I'm Rez. Thanks for the drop, it should be fun!

// Hello from Munich, sweethearts! Due to a time difference, I may be on and off at strange hours, but I'll be about. :3

#out of the furnace

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RPers: Reblog if you are 18 or older

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This means you are legal in the US and won’t have anyone else arrested for smutting with you if that is so.

So, just please reblog if you are.

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I’ll randomly generate a number from 1-12 to see what our muses will get for an upsetting/ triggering prompt

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[YUP. I'M DOING IT. Jackson/Presley is the muse.] "I know you loved me once."

"…once?"

The word felt foreign leaving her lips, stunted by the cigarette between them, which was carefully plucked from its place by wiry, tattooed fingers and held by her side. Demetri felt an odd shiver crawling over her skin as she raised dark eyes to look at the man to whom she was speaking, and a frown of sorts began to trace its way over her features, “That’s kinda harsh.”

She felt like an idiot due to her inability to create a better response. But… Harsh. It’s fucking harsh. A quiet sigh pushed the remainder of pale smoke from her lungs and once again her gaze strayed, “I never stopped.”

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“Isn’t she?” he responded proudly, unconsciously grabbing her hand and leading her across the shop to the chair where Grace rested. He gentle smile pulled at the corners of the artist’s lips as pushed little strands of her brown hair away from her face. She looked so peaceful, all cuddled up, unaware that he and his former lover were hovering above her.

Presley’s emerald irises met Demetri’s chocolate ones, and a chill up his spine. She looked sad, completely broken. Sure, she wasn’t always the happiest girl in the world; she had had a rough childhood. But she had life in her eyes, a spark that made him weak in the knees. Now, her eyes were completely devoid of emotion, of life. She was definitely not the Demetri he had fallen in love with years ago.

“You okay?” he mouthed, releasing her hand and brushing the hair away from her face.

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His hand about hers, the concerned look that he gave her, the way he reached out to brush dark lockes from dark eyes... it was allso familiar, so comforting... but Demetri knewvery well that it wasn't hers to take comfort in. Six years... she reminded herself, nodding stiffly, sadly smiling as to respond to his question.

"I'm fine." Her voice was quiet, but that could easily be chalked up to courtesy for the sleeping child before them.

#also short #kind of crap #trying to get back into writing #cityof-angelsx

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The dealer flashed a devilish grin and waved a leather clad hand at the brunette as she peaked out the door. The lock on the door clicked only moments afterward. "C'mon, Presley." He wrapped his hand around the doorknob, giving it a gentle twist and push. The bells chimed above the door, greeting him.

And there she was, the beautiful Demetri Ryan, standing there, arms cross and not so welcoming look etched across her face. Levi frowned, leaning on his bat. "Well you don't look to happy to see me," he said, his icy blue orbs roaming over places they shouldn't. "Do you feel very welcome here, Presley. Because I don't." He glanced back at his bodyguard, who was silent and his face was as red as a fire engine. The dealer quirked a brow, a perplexed expression filling his features only momentarily before returning his attention to the brunette.

"Oh, where are my manners? Ms. Ryan, this is Presley. He's here to snap your neck if you don't cooperate." He motioned to his blushing bodyguard, before sauntering about the room.

"So, you said you'd have my money today, where is it?"

Crystalline eyes glimmered in the dim candlelight as he poked at the little trinkets and relics that decorated the shelves and walls, just as he had done once before. He tugged at a string of gold painted beads, breaking the chain that held them to chain that held them together, and sending the beads clattering across the hardwood. He laughed and shrugged his shoulders, tossing the other half of the chain to the floor. He knew this would make her furious. And he relished in the thought.

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Demetri swallowed thickly and felt her breath catch between the gesture as she stepped back further into the dim room. She frowned to the point where she could feel the expression upon her face, and with her arms crossed, she brought her palms up her arms to her shoulders before dropping them slowly...

"I do have it." the young woman informed him quietly, her tone low and her eyes still averted, "But..." For a moment, her voice threatened to waver and her confidence flicker out, but she regained it with a frown as she raised her head to look at the drug lord. Not once did her gaze move elsewhere... "The remainder that I owe is about to start having to go towards the damage you've done in my shop..."

#holy shit this is so short #and so overdue #and just crappy #i am so sorry #cityof-angelsx

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— 5. Your muse has caught a cold after being out all day in the snow and mine has to tend to them

Andy sighed as he glided from the kitchen, expertly carrying a bowl of soup in one hand and toting a mug of hot chocolate and cough syrup in the other. How he managed to make it to the table without dropping something, he’d never know. He was just damn proud that he did. As hard as he tried to hold it back, the vocalist couldn’t help the smug hint f a grin that tugged at his lips when he set Demetri’s things down on the table for her. “You know, I told you to wear a real coat,” he mused, plucking the soup up from the glass piece of furniture and handing it to her.

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"I wasn’t expecting that kind of weather…” The young woman mumbled, pulling the faux-fur-trimmed, knit sweater that she still had not removed (probably a tad damp from the snow yet…) closer about her as she leaned forward, closing her eyes and letting the steam from the soup fall against her face as a lazily comforting warmth. She inhaled rapidly, sniffing and sitting up as she shook her head, a quiet laugh rising, somewhat shamed, “Thanks…”

#into the fire #thedevils-smile