blessed with beauty & rage.

lovely-eyed. d̲e̲a̲t̲h̲-touched. 𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔.

[shadowsrcress]

✶ ・ ( 𝐃𝐎𝐂𝐒 ) ─── rules, 𝑏𝑖𝑜 ⅋ verses

╰— 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒍 ๋࣭ mumu 𓆩༺༻𓆪 nicoletta beneviento

[shadowsrcress]

quick   update:   hi   !!   some   of   you   heard   me   complaining   about   labyrinthitis   lately,   and   well…   it’s   still   pretty   bad.   i’m   feeling   dizzy   most   of   the   time,   even   with   medication   that   comes   with   the   plus   of   making   me   sleepy   +   my   work   schedule   at   this   time   of   the   year   is   EXHAUSTING   and   I   won’t   be   taking   any   breaks   for   the   holidays.   long   short   story:   I’m   not   ignoring   anyone,   I   just   don’t   have   energy   to   reply   to   threads   or   ims   at   the   moment   because   writing   this   short   paragraph   already   makes   my   head   hurt.   🫠   I’ll   be   getting   some   tests   done   next   week   and   hopefully   until   then   symptoms   will   stop   bothering   me,   but   for   now,   this   a   hiatus   notice.   I’ll   try   to   respond   to   pending   plotting   messages   throughout   the   weekend,   because   I’m   still   so   excited   to   write   and   plot   and   !!   but   sadly,   my   brain   isn’t   collaborating   at   all.   :/ 

[shadowsrcress]

indulging   in   vampire!demetria   thoughts   because   a   character   of   mine   can’t   suffer   enough,   apparently.   not   only   have   she   been   possessed   since   an   early   age,   brought   a   curse   to   her   family   while   she   rots   inside,   losing   her   own   soul   bit   by   bit   so   an   ancient   spirit   can   finally   control   her   body,   but   now   there’s   this   craving,   a   ravenous   hunger   she   can’t   cease.   when   are   you   finally   going   to   be   your  own   master?   *sighs*

[calirph]

𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄/ 𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐂 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 & 𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒. all these sentences quotes are the key words of gothic horror romance, dark romances and enemies to lovers. it also includes scenarios that fit the thematic. please change names, locations and pronouns as you see fit.

Dark Romance & Gothic Horror Romance

“I dream of you in crimson and shadows, and I wake up gasping for air.”

“You should have run when you had the chance.”

“Kiss me now, or I’ll tear your world apart.”

“You haunt me, and I can’t tell if I love it or if it’s killing me.”

“There is no light where I come from. Only you.”

“I warned you, my love, that once you are mine, you can never leave.”

“You smell of death and roses.”

“A monster can love too, but never gently.”

“I feel your presence in every shadow, every whisper of the wind.”

“I would burn the world to keep you safe, but would you still want me after the flames die down?”

“Don’t fear the dark, darling. Fear what’s waiting in it.”

“You are the only thing that keeps me tethered to this cursed existence.”

“My love for you is a graveyard of broken oaths and bleeding hearts.”

“Your touch feels like a ghost against my skin.”

“Even if it damns me, I would choose you over salvation.”

“Do not mistake my devotion for kindness.”

“I carved your name into my soul long before you knew mine.”

“Your love will be the death of me. And I will die smiling.”

“Why do you keep coming back to me?” — “Because you call to me like a song of the damned.”

“We are bound by something older than time, darker than sin.”

“If I kissed you now, would you run, or would you stay and let me ruin you?”

“Let me show you what it means to be truly loved—terrifying, all-consuming, and eternal.”

“You think you know what I am? Then tell me… do I scare you?”

“I should let you go, but your suffering is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

“If I must be a monster, then let me be yours.”

“You have no idea what it means to be loved by something unnatural.”

“There is no happily ever after for us. Only a beautiful, tragic ending.”

“Love me or fear me. Either way, you are mine.”

“You are poison and honey, and I would drink you down without hesitation.”

“Would you still love me if you knew what I’ve done?”

Enemies to Lovers

“You are insufferable.” — “And yet, here you are.”

“The worst thing is, I think I hate you because I can’t stop thinking about you.”

“Every time I look at you, I want to fight you… or kiss you. I’m not sure which.”

“You say you despise me, but your eyes tell a different story.”

“I could kill you right now.” — “Then why don’t you?”

“If you touch me again, I won’t be held responsible for what happens next.”

“I don’t know if I want to strangle you or pull you closer.”

“I promised myself I would never love you, and yet here I am.”

“Do you think of me when you lie awake at night?”

“You don’t have to like me. You just have to want me.”

“You don’t trust me.” — “Should I?” — “No.”

“You are my ruin, and I am yours.”

“I’d rather die than fall for you.” — “Funny, I was about to say the same.”*

“Tell me to stop, and I will. But we both know you won’t.”

“I hate you.” — “You keep saying that. Say it again, but this time, try to mean it.”

“You broke my heart first.”

“I should kill you for what you did.” — “Then do it. But if you hesitate, I’ll know you feel the same.”

“We are on opposite sides of this war, but my heart is on yours.”

“You are my enemy. You have no right to make my heart race.”

“I’d rather love you in secret than hate you in public.”

“If we weren’t enemies, could you have loved me?”

“You tried to kill me, and now you want to kiss me?”

“I will always fight against you, but I will never stop loving you.”

“We are fire and fire, bound to burn each other to ash.”

“You’re a monster.” — “And yet, you can’t stay away.”

“Do you know what it’s like to want something you should never have?”

“We shouldn’t be doing this.” — “Then stop me.”

“I hate that I love you.”

“The only reason I saved you was so I could kill you myself.”

“One of us will betray the other. We both know it. So why are we still here?”

Scenarios

A vampire falls for the very hunter sworn to destroy them.

A ghost lingers in a decaying mansion, drawn to the living intruder who dares to stay.

An assassin is sent to kill a powerful enemy but instead finds themselves unable to pull the trigger.

Two opposing generals meet in secret, their battlefield hatred clashing with their undeniable attraction.

A noble is cursed to love only the one who will be their downfall.

A human discovers their lover isn’t entirely human—and never was.

A prisoner and their captor grow dangerously close.

A warrior is haunted by a mysterious figure in their dreams, only to meet them in waking life.

A dark sorcerer offers an innocent soul a terrible bargain in exchange for love.

A beauty is trapped in a monster’s lair, and the monster is not as cruel as the world believes.

A rival thief and bounty hunter must work together to survive.

A masked stranger saves a doomed soul, but at a terrible cost.

Two heirs of warring kingdoms are forced into a deadly arranged marriage.

A widow finds solace in the arms of the man responsible for her husband’s death.

An executioner spares the life of their enemy for reasons they can’t explain.

A demon falls in love with the exorcist who was meant to destroy them.

A scientist falls for their own cursed creation.

A detective and a serial killer play a dangerous game of obsession.

A fallen angel and a mortal become entangled in forbidden love.

A werewolf fights against their instinct to claim their enemy as their mate.

A forbidden romance unfolds in a haunted asylum.

A fae bargains for love but is tricked into servitude.

An aristocrat falls for the masked vigilante fighting against their family.

A witch saves a wounded knight, only for him to realize she is the enemy.

A pirate and a naval officer share an undeniable connection despite their allegiances.

A woman is drawn to the reclusive lord rumored to be a monster.

A scholar studies forbidden texts and attracts the attention of something otherworldly.

A cursed artist paints their love into existence.

Two enemies must survive the night trapped in a cursed castle.

A creature of the night watches over their oblivious beloved.

[loathsomedogs]

Blow into the dice,   shake your palm,   and let their dance decide your fate.     At the turn of each century,   this roll acts as the table’s centrepiece.     You find yourself already in this fresh decade.     Why?     Twin eclipses at either end of the sun.     Snake eyes of the sky.     Whether a cross will split and shroom a turbid air that swallows you in its fold before you can stand away from its fifty-finger grasp.     Cotton-balls,   shrubbed into a sheep’s coat moment.     [   IT WAS THERE.     NOW,   IT IS HERE.     FOR I HAVE REACHED HER.   ]     Complacent.     Almost as full as the depths that she reaches within these four walls.     Peered upon by blink-less eyes.     Brokered away from your scooping overture.     A break from greed.     A crack peering into generosity.     ‘   I trust you.   ’     On another body,   his teeth would know exactly where those indents calcify.     The peach-skin spots softened by a lapping rot.     Raw from the scrape—almond nail,   bitten nail,   blunt-angled nail—down to the pit:   to make you whole again,   thick and careless.     A fissure anthropomorphised when an upper lip pulls higher,   subconsciously revealing tooth and gum.     Sneer.     Scentless.

Nick eyes the father,   he who fashions the die-cast of your future,   and pitches closer to her.     His head tilts back,   and inevitably forward again.     Even as you rock into shape,   you locate yourself within the return to her.     Eye of the storm.     Guts of the snake.     Round and round they go.     Your eyes barely stray from the portrait.     ‘   Dead men don’t leave,   do they?   ’     Unfinished script.     You miss a single word.     To allow it to punctuate properly.     ‘   Demetria,   ’     he invokes,   plying a greeting in wake of the applause.     Demetria,   the afterword.     Demetria,   the footnote.     A full stop.     A call for you to curb the fault-line between with a capital letter.     Steepled within his throat.     It is the prayer latent therein:   the call intrinsic to the name,   Nicolas Barra.     The typewriter never stops.     Each key-press ticks like a second passed through the clock-hand.     Dot,   dot,   dot.     Its hands find their fingerprints in the keys.     It locates itself.     Within the narrative that never ends.     Nick licks his bottom lip,   swipes it with his forefinger,   like his pinch would be too dry for a fresh-inked piece of paper.     ‘   How often do you dream about control?   ’

[shadowsrcress]

Vulnerability   unsettled   Demetria     —     a   gaze   that   could   see   more   than   the   skin   covering   her   bones,   beyond   the   aching   flesh   of   her   body   &&   past   the   shadows   that   lingered   in   corners   and   cling   to   her   back   in   a   haunting   that   couldn’t   be   dissipated   by   closed   eyes.   Pupils   trembling,   fingers   reaching   for   the   unseen   in   the   thin   air,   then   clasping   and   pinching   at   her   own   palm,   Demetria   drew   a   deep   breath. 

The   urge   to   scream   is   still   caught   in   her   throat,   words   drying   there   as   her   eyes   slowly   trailed   the   way   back   to   the   entrance   door,   mouth   tingling   to   form   another   bunch   of   raging   words   that   would   worsen   whatever   had   been   happening   between   the   odd   pairing   they’ve   made…   but   in   truth,   there   was   no   desire   to   be   alone,   at   least   for   now.   The   rage   he   had   evoked   fueled   something   else,   another   sentiment   to   be   ignored   and   replaced   by   the   ones   she   was   most   familiar   with.   But   those   words   that   incited   were   also   the   words   which   soothed,   such   a   question   hooking   her   almost   immediately,   removing   herself   from   a   place   of   anger   to   shove   Demetria   into   yet   another   abyss. 

“  Not   if   they   do   not   wish   to,  ”    she   muttered,   searching   for   the   gaze   of   her   father   once   again,   distant   but   ever   present,   kept   in   pictures   and   stolen   by   ghosts.   But   speaking   of   the   dead…   there   were   Nicolas’   eyes   as   well,     —     on   her,   always   on   her     —     holding   a   certain   expectance,   indifferent   to   all   of   her   wrath   &&   disdain.   As   curious   and   unafraid   as   he   could   be,   the   unsettling   came   again,   twisting   inside   her   guts.    “  Control   is   an   illusion   for   fools… ”   a   rasp,   soon   turning   softer.   “  But   I   can   dream   of   it…   cling   so   fiercely   it's   marked   with   claws.   And yet  it’s   not   mine   to   own,   not   now   and   certainly   not   here.  ” 

Because   if   she   had   any,   they   wouldn’t   be   staring   at   each   other   in   this   silent   house,   rigid   as   cold   stone   in   the   middle   of   a   corridor   full   of   forgotten   faces,   air   chiller   than   crisp   winter   mornings;   a   place   devoid   of   a   sun,   permanently   shadowed   by   the   moon. 

“  Now…   if   you’re   done   questioning   me,   let   it   be   my   turn:   why   are   you   here? ”    Why   do   you   still   reach   for   me   when   I   do   not   wish   to   be   found?   “ A   keen   mind   as   yours   must   have   thought   I   can   be   tired   after   everything.   Or   am   I   not   worth   peace   of   mind   anymore? ” 

[shadowsrcress]

✶ ・ @loathsomedogs sent “ 🌟, 🐱, ✒️, ❤️, 🍿 ” ( munday questions )

🌟 ・ “ what was the first fandom you remember rping for? ”

honestly, i thought it was the harry potter fandom years && years ago fuck jkr but ! my first roleplay experience ever was on facebook in the kuroshitsuji/black butler fandom with an oc from a fanfiction i used to write *war memories flashing*.

🐱 ・ “ do you have any pets? ”

yesss! 😩🤌 i have two cats + my boyfriend's cats who are also mine at some extent KDJWAK my sweetest and needy baby sylvie is a black cat who spends the day napping on my bed while i work or write. the others are tuxedos named ulisses, luna && otto!

✒️ ・ “ what sort of hobbies do you have outside of writing? ”

reading && gaming, mostly. and can we consider tarot reading/studying a hobbie, though it's sort of my job...? hm.

❤️ ・ “ what is your favorite character you've written ”

i write a LOT of characters and, tbh, i hardly play favorites, but i do have high musing that changes from time to time. generally, characters i have most fun writing is our girl demetria here, nicoletta, persephone && my goth girls (bella and cassandra).

🍿 ・ “ what's your favorite movie? ”

UIGHHHHH !! it's so hard to pick just one. right, right... my favorite of all times: hocus pocus, spirited away, mother! && lady bird. my recently watched favorites: wicked, sinners && frankenstein!!

[mvndrvke]

"I would say you would know if I was insulting you, but clearly it's beyond your comprehension." Another sharp comment not meant as an insult, though this one at least Lae'zel can concede sounds like one.

"Brute force implies a lack of finesse," Lae'zel replies, but there's a flicker of amusement in her gaze. "I am well trained and precise in my use of force. It's a skill we will need when dealing with this Absolute. Your magic will have some use as well, I'm sure."

[shadowsrcress]

“    Perhaps   not…   because   I   have   this   feeling   in   my   guts   you’ve   just    plainly   clear insulted   me, ”    brow   arched,   though   there   was   no   sour   expression   at   Lae’zel’s   sharp   tongue,   Demetria   merely   snorted.   “  Or,   just   like   me,   you   have   this   way   of   speaking   that   makes   people   feel   inferior…   as   they   should.   Another   admirable   trait   of   yours,   my   friend.  ”

If   they   could   ever   see   each   other   as   such,   past   the   forced   companionship   on   this   hellish   pursuit   to   get   rid   of   the   tadpoles,   &&   the   Absolute,   and   all   the   other   bastards   standing   in   their   way.   For   all   the   right   and selfish reasons,   Demetria   was   grateful   indeed   to   have   someone   as   Lae’zel   fighting   on   her   side. 

“    May   I   disagree   on some use?   I’d   most   certainly   replace   it   for   much,   but   it’s   more   of   a   personal   observation,”   shrugging,   there   was   a   brief   recognition   some   battles   are   lost   before   they   even   begin,   especially   with   the   gith.   Their   worth   wasn’t   being   measured   on   words,   in   the   end.    “  Does   your   training   allow   indulgence?   Because   I   do   have   this   fine   bottle   of   wine   I   stole   a   while   ago…   and   I’d   be   willing   to   share,   if   you’re   willing   to   accompany   me.  ”

[shadowsrcress]

✶ ・ @dwnstone sent “ 😍 for Do you have a specific character type that you usually find applies to your favorites? ” ( munday questions )

honestly... the assholes. KJDWAKFJ 🤓☝️ but allow me a little explaining: i love flawed, morally gray characters who are just thriving against every odd, but also the ones who are wicked && evil without a reason. it's just... them. though a traumatic past adds a little spice, you know? that's basically our diva demetria here.

[lapis-memes]

Munday Questions

😎 - Why did you choose your mun name? Does it mean something to you?

⭐ - What line of work are you in? Do you enjoy it?

✏️ - Why did you choose to write your muse(s)?

😍 - Do you have a specific character type that you usually find applies to your favorites?

🕜 - How long have you been Rping for? Did you start on Tumblr?

🌟 - What was the first fandom you remember Rping for?

🎨 - Are you an artist? If so, would you be comfortable sharing some of your work?

🐱 - Do you have any pets?

🐶 - What's your favorite animal?

✒️ - What sort of hobbies do you have outside of writing?

🔥 - Is there anything you would like to promote?

😏 - What's something you want people to know about you?

❤️ - What is your favorite character you've written?

🦕 - What's your favorite dinosaur?

🍿 - What's your favorite movie?

📺 - What's your favorite TV show?

🎮 - What's your favorite video game?

😔 - Have you had any bad experiences while Rping?

💖 - Do you have any blogs you really enjoy writing with?

💡 - Are there any plots/ideas you really want to write?

[mvndrvke]

@shadowsrcress gets a starter!

Freedom is something Inej hasn't let herself entertain the idea of in what feels like centuries. Time isn't something she's keen to keep track of when it comes to working for Cazador, but suddenly she finds herself at the end of an era. The remnants of the ritual remain, the scars remain, but that's all they are now. Cazador can't come back. He can't hurt them again.

Astarion is reluctant to talk to the rest of the siblings, which she understands, but Inej doesn't want to go to the Underdark without making sure he's okay. When it's dark, she travels to Elfsong Tavern, and it's a good couple of hours of talking with Astarion that finally bring her some peace.

His new friends seem nice. It makes Inej miss her own; they look for her, she knows, but she's a wraith, always evading them for their own safety.

She knocks on Demetria's partition, waiting for a response before she peers around it at the sorceress. She puts her hands up in surrender. "Not here to attack the camp this time, I promise." It feels like a good starting place.

[shadowsrcress]

“   You   know…   usually   you   wait   for   an   answer   before   sticking   your   face   in   places   you   haven’t   been   called   to,  ”   sour   tone   spoken   despite   the   smile   curling   her   lips,   nowhere   near   gentle,   Demetria   swayed   her   head,   allowing   Inej’s   presence   formally    in   her   space    —    a   friend   of   Astarion   was   a   friend   of   hers,   coincidentally   yet   another   vampire   spawn   she   sympathized   with   after   suffering   a   murder   attempt.   This   was   getting   quite   fun. 

Nights   were   quieter   on   her   side.   The   more   close   they   got   to   her   home,   the   more   Demetria   would   be   restless,   turning   more   insufferable   than   the   usual   standards.   But   even   though,   company   would   seek   her…   and   to   think   she   wanted   this   to   go   lonely,   only   her   and   a   glass   of   wine   bought   with   stolen   gold   from   the   poor   bastards   they   killed   on   their   way   here. 

“   Well,   then…?   I   assume   you   didn’t   come   to   me   because   I   was   the   most   enjoyable   person   in   this   camp.   But   if   this   is   about   apologizing,  ”   Demetria   rolled   her   eyes,   turning   to   her   glass   to   sip   on   that   small   delicacy   amidst   the   chaos   her   days   had   turned   into.   “   Spare   yourself.   I   can   admire   the   audacity   of   those   who   tried   to   kill   me,   even   when   they   fail.  ”

[shadowsrcress]

 whenever   i   think   of   demetria   in   a   relationship,   i   know   it’s   straightforwardly   toxic   at   some   level.   she’s   too   selfish,   so   love   for   her   is   more   possessive,   comes   as   a   sickness,   something   stuck   to   her   head   &&   impossible   to   ignore   —   a   fever,   a   pain   and   a   desire.   not   to   mean   this   diva’s   ego…   she   would   pretend   to   despise   her   beloved   one,   jest   and   diminish   her   own   feelings   before   daring   to   confess   them   aloud   which   probably   will   hardly   happen   with   those   three   cliche   words.

[gloomglimmer]

𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐓  𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐃  𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄  𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒  .  .  .  (  𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝  𝐛𝐲  𝐓𝐡𝐞  𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫  )     The  Star  card  is  a  beacon  of  hope,  renewal,  and  guidance  after  darkness.  It  represents  faith  in  the  future,  divine  inspiration,  and  a  deep  sense  of  serenity.  These  prompts  explore  themes  of  romantic healing. learn  more  about  the  star  here.   Themes:  Hope,  healing,  guidance,  destiny,  renewal.    →  ∗  ⁽ ¹ ⁾  Find  the  collection  of  tarot-based  scene  starters. 

ETERNAL:  Sender  cups  receiver’s  face  and  presses  their  foreheads  together.

COSMOS:  Receiver’s  lips  graze  sender’s,  their  kiss  slow,  deep,  and  endless.

WANDERING  STAR:  Sender  catches  receiver  staring.

ILLUMINATION:  The  sender  and  receiver  stand  beneath  the  stars.

HOPE:  The  sender  and  receiver  work  on  a  plan  to  take  on  the  same  enemy. 

WISH:  The  receiver  catches  the  sender  making  a  wish  on  a  falling  star.

SUPERNOVA:  Sender’s  breath  is  stolen  as  receiver’s  hands  tangle  in  their  hair,  their  kiss  an  explosion  of  passion.

DREAMER:  Receiver  watches  sender  sleep,  fingertips  tracing  their  neck. 

FATE:  The  sender  reveals  a  long-kept  truth  to  the  receiver.

HEALING  TOUCH:  The  sender  places  a  gentle  hand  on  the  receiver’s  wounds.

CONSTELLATIONS:  The  receiver  traces  constellations  on  the  sender’s  skin  while  planting  soft  kisses.

REBIRTH:  After  losing  everything,  the  sender  and  receiver  stand  together  hand  in  hand. 

DESTINED:  The  sender  recognizes  the  receiver  from  a  dream,  a  past  life,  or  a  vision.

+  THE  STAR:  Create  your  own  prompt.

[shadowsrcress]

✶ ・ @rotdame said “ I'm learning to enjoy the taste of chaos. Count me in. ”

“   It   was   about   time,  ”    a   wicked   grin   displayed   to   their   new   companion,   Demetria   swayed   her   head,   a   sign   of   both   acknowledgment   &&   appreciation.   A   sorceress   herself,   the   high-elf   was   quite   appreciative   of   the   arcane   and   the   occult   above   the   use   of   brute   force,   which   made   Cordelia   more   than   welcome   to   their   small   group   of   freaks.   “  There’s   still   a   long   road   ahead   of   us   to   Baldur’s   Gate,   but   we’ll   settle   camp   by   dusk.   Please,   make   yourself   comfortable…   or   the   closest   to   comfort   you   can   manage   in   dirt   and   dust.  ” 

[empyreau]

Open - Maelle

Her heart beat was so quiet it was as if she hadn't a heart at all. Perhaps she truly didn't have one anymore; if someone were to have seen what she had done only about an hour prior they would certainly have thought such. Bodies were not as heavy as Maelle had previously thought, whether it was the adrenaline or her own strength or a combination of the two that allowed her to move this particular one to the bank of the river. Having already washed the blood from her hands and her rapier—her clothing would have to wait—all she had left to do was watch silently as the body she had stuck her blade through drifted with the river's current.

If she wasn't damned before she was certainly damned now. A mortal sin, taking the life of another. But it had to be done and she would do it as many times as required of her, all to keep Death from taking that which she held most dear. It had already claimed him once and never again.

A chill ran through her, up from her toes to her scalp. She folded her arms tightly across her chest before taking the path she had made back up to the road. The light clinking of her sword at her side was a small comfort; the trust she had in her skills and her competence. Never would she have thought they would be used for such a purpose.

So life provided these dips and turns, from darkness into light and into ever greater darkness still.

[shadowsrcress]

An   evil   woman   does   not   indulge   in   virtue.   How   could   she   ever   be   patient   when   wrath   was   a   vice,   in   roots   so   sharp   as   thorns,   going   deep   to   her   bones?   And   Maelle’s   absence   had   been   the   cause   of   her   awfully   sour   temper   for   now,   pacing   all   over   the   room   while   a   clock   tickled   the   passage   of   time   —   from   one   second   to   the   next,   the   flame   of   her   anger   worsened.

A   few   minutes   that   felt   like   hours   finally   exhausted   Demetria.   A   pout   to   her   lips,   eyebrows   furrowed   at   the   middle   of   her   forehead,   she   jumped   from   staircase   to   staircase,   hallways   and   corridors   left   behind   as   the   oppressive   air   of   the   manor   lighted   under   the   chill   breeze   of   the   day   outside,   and   her   pace   slowed   through   the   trails   of   the   gardens.

Fingers   intertwined,   hands   fallen   loosely   at   a   waist   level,   her   thumb   would   run   over   the   back   of   her   hand,   tracing   patterns   yet   unknown   and   no   more   soothing   than   the   thoughts   occupying   Demetria's   head,   each   a   little   more   venomous   than   the   previous,   before   the   path   followed   absent-mindedly   took   her   out   of   the   gardens,   realization   coming   in   a   jolt   only   at   the   sight   of   a   slender   shadow,   walking   slowly   towards   her. 

“    Finally!   Do   you   know   how   long   I   have   been…  ”     then,   distance   no   longer   a   trouble,   her   eyes   saw   past   the   mist   of   anger   to   observe   more   closely…   a   sword,   the   blood   and,   finally,   the   look   in   Maelle’s   eyes.   Demetria   straightened,   chin   held   high   as   the   cold   blue   irises   were   swallowed   by   blown   pupils,   a   dark   gaze   to   an   even   darker   sight.   The   first   instinct   to   ask   if   she   was   harmed   was   quickly   dismissed,   for   the   obvious   was   right   to   her   face:   that   wasn’t   Maelle’s   blood,   despite   &&   because   the   bright   clean   steel   she   carried.   “   Rush!   Let   us   get   inside   before   anyone   else   sees   you.   We   can   speak   later.  ”  

[alcriti]

Fingers drum against the cap of his knee, occasionally finding interest in picking at a snag to his pants. Quietly, he notes to stich the small hole closed, but for now, he enjoys the tense company of Demtetria. He's interested in what makes the pretty veneer of her practiced pleasantries crack. Maybe the wine is helping — a bottle of some forgotten vintage he stole from the cellars of Last Light Inn — and presented as a token of comraderie.

❝ Selfish and wicked! I like it. Although… where is your passion, dearest? ❞ His observation is critical, scratching away at the layers he's uncovered and amused all the same to learn something new about her.

He leans back on the rug placed in the opening of his tent, musing to himself. ❝ Doing this for yourself, then? Or is it maybe to show all those awful, terrible people how you've triumphed through adversity? ❞

[shadowsrcress]

“    Lost   somewhere   in   these   bloody   roads   we’ve   been   walking,   ”   without   the   privileges   of   her   noble   blood,   things   had   been…   harsher   than   usual   for   her.   Demetria   would   rather   be   sitting   on   the   gardens   of   the   family   estate   and   hearing   the   servants   speak   of   the   curse   surrounding   her   than   fighting   goblins   and   sleeping   on   the   harsh   ground,   missing   the   silken   soft   sheets   of   her   bed.   But   she   wasn’t   one   to   pray,   and   her   best   wishes   had   been   ignored   for   quite   a   while   now…   so   what   was   left   but   to   complain?   “    Once   we   reach   Baldur’s   Gate,   things   shall   change.   Can’t   say   trouble   won’t   be   on   our   trail,   but   at   least   this, ”     she   gestured   around   the   camp,   “    won’t   be   the   cause   of   my   back   pains   any   longer.  ” 

Her   gaze   briefly   fell   to   the   glass   of   wine   in   her   hands,   twirling   the   liquid   and   observing   the   crimson   spiral   as   Demetria   put   some   thought   into   the   question.   Despite   being   rotten,   eaten   by   worms   and   hardly   beating,   there   was   still   a   heart   guarded   in   her   ribcage,   one   she   protected   fiercely…   and   couldn’t   ignore.

“    For   my   father,   perhaps.   I   long   to   see   him…   ”     the   vulnerability   is   ephemeral,   gone   with   a   blink   as   she   straightened,   smirking.   “    I   don’t   care   about   those   who’ve   wronged   me.   When   the   time   comes,   I   certainly   won’t   be   fighting   for   their   lives,   but   my   own.   And   yours,   of   course,   ”     because,   in   their   own   twisted   ways,   they   had   become   friends.   Or   sort   of.   “    Now   indulge   me:   how   about   you,   dearest?   Is   there   a   good   motive   behind   your   wickedness,   or   am   I   right   to   assume   you   and   I   are   the   worst   in   our   little   group?   ”  

[shadowsrcress]

getting some work done here for today .ᐟ new mutuals will recieve memes finally. <𝟑 asks & threads will be queued to avoid spamming the dash.

[marichive]

𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒* ( 𝐏𝐓. 𝟏 )

Writing / roleplay prompts based on lyrics collected from various songs released by The Weeknd. (Part two here & part three here.)

tw: mentions of drug usage, strong sexual content

❝ I'm trying to save you from his flames. ❞

❝ I promise I will be all the things you wanted him to be. ❞

❝ Let me rescue you. ❞

❝ No more tears running down your face. ❞

❝ Looking at your eyes I can see the stress. ❞

❝ We'll dance until the sun kidnaps the night. ❞

❝ Do you want me to do it? ❞

❝ I have been anxious all day. ❞

❝ I see right through your faults. ❞

❝ I’m trying find out if your heart breaks. ❞

❝ You play me like a toy. ❞

❝ It's all I know, never learned much more. ❞

❝ I'm not allowed to regret my choice. ❞

❝ Don't waste precious tears on me, I'm not worth the misery. ❞

❝ I'm better off when I'm alone. ❞

❝ I taught myself how to move. ❞

❝ What can you show me that my heart don't know already? ❞

❝ We are not the same, I am too reckless. ❞

❝ Go tell your friends about it. ❞

❝ I know what's mine when I see it. ❞

❝ I usually love sleeping all alone. ❞

❝ When I'm fucked up, that's the real me. ❞

❝ I only love it when you touch me, not feel me. ❞

❝ Who are you to judge? ❞

❝ I love you very much, my beauty. ❞

❝ They warned me about your type. ❞

❝ Think I fell for you. ❞

❝ To say that we're in love is dangerous. ❞

❝ You're no good. ❞

❝ I got 'em wanting to embrace their sins. ❞

❝ I know she'll be the death of me. ❞

❝ At least we'll both be beautiful and stay forever young. ❞

❝ I can't feel my face when I'm with you. ❞

❝ All the misery was necessary. ❞

❝ Said you wanna be good, but you couldn't keep your composure. ❞

❝ I don't wanna hurt you, but you live for the pain. ❞

❝ You want me to fix you, but it's never enough. ❞

❝ You're scared to be loved. ❞

❝ I'll always be there for you. ❞

❝ I have no shame. ❞

❝ Said it'd be the last time, but you're begging me to come over. ❞

❝ You make it look like it's magic. ❞

❝ I see nobody but you. ❞

❝ I'm so used to being used. ❞

❝ You're always worth it. ❞

❝ You know our love would be tragic. ❞

❝ We said it wouldn't be love, but we felt the rush. ❞

❝ You wake up, she's always gone. ❞

❝ She'll never walk away. ❞

❝ I don't think you understand. ❞

❝ He was cold and he was so unforgiving. ❞

❝ It got her on her knees like religion. ❞

❝ In the night, she hears him calling. ❞

❝ In the night, she comes crawling. ❞

❝ They couldn't see what I see in you. ❞

❝ You're the only one I choose. ❞

❝ Show me your broken heart and all your scars. ❞

❝ I'll take you as you are. ❞

❝ You know I'll break your heart. ❞

❝ Won't you take me as I am? ❞

❝ Drunk too much, you know what I'm like. ❞

❝ You shoulda seen the other guy. ❞

❝ This ain't the right time for you to fall in love with me. ❞

❝ I got another man's blood on my clothes. ❞

❝ You bring good to my lonely life. ❞

❝ It's hard for me to look into your eyes when I say that I would be nothing without your love. ❞

❝ Maybe I've been always destined to end up in this place. ❞

❝ I don't mean to come off selfish, but I want it all. ❞

❝ I'm addicted to a life that's so empty and so cold. ❞

❝ I can feel my soul burning. ❞

❝ I get so wrapped up in a world where nothing's as it seems. ❞

❝ Knew you were special from the moment I saw you. ❞

❝ I know what I am and the life I live. ❞

❝ I hope you find somebody to love. ❞

❝ You'll probably never take me back and I know this. ❞

❝ I'm so desensitized to feeling these emotions ❞

❝ You always seem to bring me light. ❞

❝ Woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name. ❞

❝ Say you're mine, I'm yours for the night. ❞

❝ You love her, but you'll never be enough. ❞

❝ The diamonds make it better. ❞

❝ Every time you try to forget who I am, I'll be right there to remind you again. ❞

❝ I got all these women too attracted to the fame. ❞

❝ Why would you wanna take away from this moment? ❞

❝ You don't have to spend your life with me. ❞

❝ You don't have to waste your energy. ❞

❝ I just want your body next to me. ❞

❝ I'm focused on the beat. ❞

❝ Everybody here wants you. ❞

❝ I ask you what your heart desires. ❞

❝ You tell me I'm the only one. ❞

❝ I catch you every time in your lies. ❞

❝ I hear the secrets that you keep. ❞

❝ You told me not to worry about those guys. ❞

❝ You told me that you left it all behind. ❞

❝ I see that you're not mine. ❞

❝ I can see the lust in your eyes. ❞

❝ You can't hide it. ❞

❝ We all have a past. ❞

❝ I'd much rather hear the truth come straight from you. ❞

❝ Can I trust in you? ❞

❝ Come show me your true colors. ❞

❝ I don't believe all this inconsistency. ❞

❝ I've been hearing different stories about you. ❞

❝ Show me you're a keeper. ❞

❝ It's been hard for me to keep up. ❞

❝ You've been trying to keep me in the dark. ❞

❝ I shouldn't cry, but I love it. ❞

❝ I just wanna see you shine 'cause I know you are a stargirl. ❞

❝ I ran out of tears when I was eighteen. ❞

❝ Too many people think they made me. ❞

❝ It has begun again, my friend. ❞

❝ In this room, we are nothing but strangers in a bed. ❞

❝ How can I forget when you said love was just pretend? ❞

❝ There's nothing between us. ❞

❝ We're no good for each other. ❞

❝ I loved you on a lonely night. ❞

❝ If I led you on, then I apologize. ❞

❝ How can I make you rethink your decision? ❞

❝ You know I loved you. ❞

❝ You were so strong. ❞

❝ Tell me where it went wrong. ❞

❝ Tell me how to love, it's been so long. ❞

❝ You're only looking for attention. ❞

❝ The only problem is you'll never get enough. ❞

❝ What do you expect now? ❞

❝ You were more than a fuck. ❞

❝ Heaven in her mouth, got a hell of a tongue. ❞

❝ I said it's too late for me. ❞

❝ I realized I belong to you. ❞

❝ I feel the darkness when away from you. ❞

❝ I learned to love you, the way you need. ❞

❝ When I feel the love, I hesitate. ❞

❝ The reasons I can't have you are so easy to fix. ❞

❝ I know you heard things about me. ❞

❝ I just can't say I don't love you. ❞

❝ It's hard for me to communicate the thoughts that I hold. ❞

❝ You hate that you want me. ❞

❝ You're scared to be lonely. ❞

❝ I'm scared that I'll miss you. ❞

❝ I don't want this feeling, I can't afford love. ❞

❝ I can't walk away. ❞

❝ Just know that I would die for you. ❞

❝ The distance and the time between us, it'll never change my mind. ❞

❝ I would die for you, I would lie for you. I would kill for you. ❞

❝ Tell me what you really like. ❞

❝ I can take my time. ❞

❝ I can feel that body shake. ❞

❝ You've been scared of love and what it did to you. ❞

❝ You don't have to run, I know what you've been through. ❞

❝ Just a simple touch and I could set you free. ❞

❝ We don't have to rush when you're alone with me. ❞

❝ I helped you out of a broken place. ❞

❝ Falling for you was my mistake. ❞

❝ I claimed you so proud and openly. ❞

❝ When times were rough, I made sure I held you close to me. ❞

❝ Call out my name when I kiss you so gently. ❞

❝ I want you to stay. ❞

❝ I want you to stay even though you don't want me. ❞

❝ I said I didn't feel nothing, but I lied. ❞

❝ You just wasted my time. ❞

❝ I thought you had some kind of love for your man. ❞

❝ I'm ready to go all the way if you let me. ❞

❝ Don't you miss me, baby? ❞

❝ She wasn't even half of you. ❞

❝ Even though you put my life through hell, I can't seem to forget about you. ❞

❝ I want you to myself. ❞

❝ Who do you belong to now? ❞

❝ It was like he was never there. ❞

❝ I poison myself again 'til I feel nothing in my soul. ❞

❝ I'm on the edge of something breaking. ❞

❝ I feel my mind is slowly fading. ❞

❝ If I keep going, I won't make it. ❞

❝ It's all because of you. ❞

❝ I'm warning you. ❞

❝ You try to fill the void with every man you meet. ❞

❝ You're upset with me. ❞

❝ If it's love you want again, don't waste your time. ❞

❝ When you're with him, you close your eyes and think of me. ❞

❝ I'll make you weak. ❞

❝ Enjoy your privileged life. ❞

❝ I'm not gonna hold you through the night. ❞

❝ We said our last goodbyes. ❞

❝ Let's just try to end it with a smile. ❞

❝ I don't wanna hear that you are suffering. ❞

❝ You are suffering. ❞