a merciless light

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i am on this website to be an irritating, sexy presence. don’t forget that 

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hunterverse

@pincushionheartt

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“Just me,” Luanne confirmed, setting down a ratted looking menu in front of the boy. “We don’t get a lot of visitors in town, and most folks have the better sense than to be out. I don’t reckon it’ll rain long, probably just a passing shower, but still. The dampness is what will get you. Or the bugs.” 

She smiled a weary smile. Although she was young, her face was already mapped with lines, the creases of worry seeming new against lines of laughter.

“Take a seat wherever you like. I’ll put some coffee on, the cook’s probably taking a smoke break in the shed out back but there’s more than enough pastries or sandwiches I can get you right now.” She was aware that she was talking too much. She didn’t want to scare the poor boy off. He sounded as tired as she was, but the tinny sound of the radio gently crooning some old tune was a lifeline beginning to run short, and she couldn’t bear the sound of silence and rain. 

“What brings you through?”

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[ groom ] . 

Snowdrop’s touch with feather light as he closed the clasp of the necklace around Allie’s throat. His pale fingers brushed against the fine chain, and a smirk twisted at the edges of his lips. He admired the equally pale frame of the vampire’s neck from his vantage point behind him.

“Now it’s that lovely?” he asked him softly. “I think you’d be very lovely covered in jewels.”

[of-ivory-and-gold]

Allie’s slender fingers touched the necklace. The treasure was a rare, shimmering lovely blue hue. The gemstone is Paraiba tourmaline pear shape and set in a halo of a round brilliant diamonds set in white gold. 

Allie is mesmerized by the grandeur. Pale eyes gaze through the mirror at the Fae. “C'est manifique, merci.” He whispers in his native tongue then switches in English.  “Snowdrop, where did you fine this precious jewel?”

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Snowdrop uttered a soft, dry chuckle, tilting his head to admire the smooth curve of Allie’s neck. 

“You should know better than to ask me where my presents come from,” he said quietly. “I have my ways, as I’m sure you do as well.” His tone was lilting, deceptively innocent, teasing. 

“It fell out of a tree, dropped to me by a little bird.”

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[ groom ] . 

Snowdrop’s touch with feather light as he closed the clasp of the necklace around Allie’s throat. His pale fingers brushed against the fine chain, and a smirk twisted at the edges of his lips. He admired the equally pale frame of the vampire’s neck from his vantage point behind him.

“Now it’s that lovely?” he asked him softly. “I think you’d be very lovely covered in jewels.”

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✮ - sleeping habits

He doesn’t sleep in long spurts of time. He likes to nap, especially in sunlight, but he doesn’t have a set sleeping schedule and doesn’t need as much sleep as a human would anyway.

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hunterverse

@pincushionheartt

They were coming. They were coming. They were everything. 

Malebranche’s lungs burned as he ran. He was a demon, he wasn’t used to having to physically run from danger. Usually, all it took was a cloud of smoke and he would be gone. Out of here. Away. Safe.

The demon groaned in pain as the branches of the forest whipped past him as he ran. The slivers of glass in his feet were tiny pulses of burning pain in each step he took, but he knew what would happen if he slowed down now. He had to run, at least until he was somewhere where his powers worked again. 

He didn’t know what the hell was wrong with this forest. The way it had called to him, beaconed him as he’d been traveling. He’d been like a fly willingly tossed into a spider’s web, the way he had followed the urge inside to walk through the misty woods of pine and spruce. And when he’d met the village of people, all clothed in white, he hadn’t first thought to run. The way he’d fallen into life there was almost hypnotic, falling easily into rhythm with the humans, the other demons, the creatures. They’d all spoken to him, telling him of their leader, their god. How he loved them, how he’d brought them all there, how they all belonged to him. Malebranche had been in love before he’d ever met him.

He groaned again as a particularly rough step sent him spiraling down a small hill, landing in a winded heap at the bottom. Already he could see them, shapes in white in the distance. He looked down at his leg. The human vessel he was using was shattered and in pain, but he couldn’t get out.

Then, it was like the forest itself stood still. Even the mist stopped snaking through the trees. No wind, no animal cries. In the awful stillness, the demon looked up.

At the foot of the hill he’d tumbled down, He stood. To say He was pale would have been an understatement. The figure looked like it had been crafted from pure moonlight, with gossamer skin and hair so white it was almost luminous. He was wearing a long white dress, his bare feet visible at the hem, clean despite the dirt. 

Malebranche tried to get up, to scramble away as the other came picking his way carefully down the hill, all the while watching Malebranche with a tilted head and unsettling eyes. The blood roared in Malebranche’s ears as he struggled to move away, but his senses felt numbed as the other moved closer and closer. He was breathing heavily, the heart in this vessel beating so hard he thought it must surely burst, as Snowdrop settled down, kneeling in front of him. Malebranche was stuck in a numb frenzy, as the unicorn reached out and cupped the demon’s chin in his hand. 

“Going so soon?”

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The streets of the small town seemed unusually quiet, even for such a small place. All of the town’s businesses took up a short three blocks. A smattering of tiny shops, a diner or two. But under the shadows of the looming forests surrounding it, the town looked like an abandoned playset. The few people out glanced at Pin with shrouded faces, refusing to meet his eyes and rushing on their way.

The lights of a small diner were on, but there was nobody inside except a waitress with deep bags under her red-rimmed eyes. She was a short, plump woman, with her black hair done in a high ponytail. She watched out the diner’s windows, her gazy glassy, until she caught glimpse of a young stranger walking alone, seemingly aimless. 

It wasn’t uncommon for people like this, strays, to wander through. They never caused much harm, but they were never seen again, either. She’d seen the missing person posters. She’d seen the vacant look on the eyes of the vagrants who passed through.

The waitress, Luanne, tapped on the window of the diner, trying to get the boy’s attention. The clouds above were starting to darken, it wouldn’t do for anyone to get stuck out there. And Luanne was so, so tired of the sad looks the people of the town gave her. Ever since the wedding, she’d felt like a ghost, like she’d been the one to disappear into the woods instead. 

Luanne moved to the door of the diner, opening it and calling out. 

“Young man, there’s a spell of rain coming. You should come inside.”

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♫ - singing voice

When he sings, Snowdrop tends to slip into soft, deeper tones. He can carry a melody fairly well, but it isn’t really anything special.

[buckykingofmemes]

oh, i’ll do it, but im gonna complain loudly about it the whole time

[catsuggest]

if im feel like slap then im simplé goinge to slap

[cockkman-deactivated20170830]

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❤✮ ☤

Voice - his voice is very monotone and flat, and a bit deeper than his appearance would suggest.

Self care - he does self heal, although it’s not instant and he’s certainly not immortal. He’ll use self care as an excuse to do literally anything.

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۵ ♮

Feet - usually are hidden by the long dresses and skirts he likes to wear. He’s almost always barefoot.

Body type - He’s not particularly tall, nor does he have a lot of excess fat. Snowdrop’s features are sharp and angular, with a hint of androgyny.

[rpmememaker]

Headcanon meme - send me a symbol and I'll describe my muse's...

❣ - hands

❤ - voice

۵ - feet

❦ - lips

ø - eyes

ღ - nose

♮ - body type

♫ - singing voice

✮ - sleeping habits

✉ - texting habits

✿ - laugh

✍ - writing style

⌨ - time-wasting habits

❅ - keeping warm/keeping cool techniques

✎ - taste in music/literature

☤ - self care/first aid habits

✪ - favourite food/eating habits

☁ - ideal holiday

✄ - nervous habits

☂ - sadness

❈ - ideal birthday

[gay-irl]

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Allie's slender brows lifted as he takes on the visage of snowdrop in the frosted window. Had he intoxicated himself into an obvious state of a blood swoon, that he was seeing double vision? What are the possibilities here? The other male Allie see's through the double pane glass holds an uncanny resemblance of himself. His head tilts and long, platinum hair curtain down over his alabaster cheek. Pale green eyes observing the visage beyond the glass.

Snowdrop was deeply enraptured with his own reflection as he sat in front of his rented room’s mirror. His hair fell around his bare skin in brilliant white tresses, curling around him like an aura. He didn’t leave his home often, but it was good, sometimes, to go into a city where he wasn’t known.

A movement at his window caught his attention, and Snowdrop looked over to see the figure there staring. He met the stranger’s gaze with his unsettling, goat-like blue eyes, and the slightest of smiles graced his pale pink lips.

[devotedecay]

❥      NON - SEXUAL   ACTS   OF   DOMINANCE . 

feel free to edit or elaborate as you please .   ( add  ‘ reverse ‘  to your message if you’d like to see how my muse would perform the action ) . otherwise , send in one of these for my muse’s reaction to   …

[ lit ]  your muse lighting a cigarette , spliff , etc. for mine . 

[ order ]  your muse ordering for mine at a restaurant or bar .

[ guide ]  your muse putting a hand on mine’s back to lead them .

[ pay ]  your muse paying for mine at a store , bar , restaurant , etc . ( you can specify where or for what . )

[ open ]  your muse opening a door for mine .

[ dry ]  your muse drying mine off with a towel after a shower , bath , swimming , etc . 

[ instruct ]  your muse giving mine instructions / telling them what to do . 

[ groom ]  your muse adjusting mine’s appearance , such as straightening a tie , fixing their hair , or buttoning their shirt for them , etc . 

[ direct ]  your muse taking mine by the chin and telling them to look yours in the eye .

[ disagree ]  your muse sternly telling mine  ‘ no ‘ .

[ rest ]  your muse resting their arm over mine’s shoulder / s .

[ clean ]  your muse cleaning a smudge of something off mine’s cheek , forehead , etc .   feel free to specify what and how . 

[ answer ]  your muse answering a question meant for mine . 

[ coat ]   your muse holds mine’s coat out for them while they put it on .

[ pilot ]  your muse taking mine by the arm , hand , shoulder , etc . to lead them . 

[ stare ]  your muse staring mine down . 

[ placement ]  your muse telling mine to sit down .

[ teach ]  your muse taking control of mine’s hand , arm , hips , etc . to make sure they do something correctly .  

[ patience ]  your muse telling mine to be patient .

[ tears ]  your muse wiping away mine’s tears .

[ swat ]  your muse swatting mine’s hand away from something they’re not supposed to touch .  

[ jewelry  ]  your muse clasping a piece of jewelry for mine , such as a necklace , or earrings . 

[ enough ]  your muse commanding mine to stop talking . 

[ retrieve ]  your muse requesting or ordering mine to retrieve them something .

[ invite ]  your muse inviting mine to sit on their lap .

[ lean ]  your muse inviting mine to lean into their side while they’re sitting or laying together . 

[ calm ]   your muse telling mine to  ‘ just breathe ‘ .

[ scold ]  your muse scolding mine for something .

[ comfort ]  your muse pulling mine into a reassuring hug .

[ approval ]  your muse complimenting mine on a choice they’ve made .

[ beckon ]  your muse beckoning mine to them without speaking . 

[ laces ]  your muse lacing , tying , or zipping something for mine , such as shoes , a dress , or a jacket , etc .

[ stay ]  your muse telling mine to stay in the car . 

[ defend ]  your muse defending mine’s reputation , dignity , or safety for them . 

[ feed ]  your muse feeding mine something , feel free to specify what .

[ volume ]  your muse demanding mine speak louder .

[ read ]  your muse reading something to mine .

[ refill ]  your muse refilling mine’s glass for them . 

[ possessive ]  your muse resting their hand on mine’s leg or the small of their back while they’re sitting beside each other .