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[shiitb4lls]

@diamcnddcgs sent: ‘ i want to do this right. ’ from charlie because I have to

as sweet as those words are, i can't help but give a shake of my head in charlie's direction. "oh charlie, don't put that kind've pressure on yourself all for me." as cool as i try to seem on the outside, dates made me quite nervous. there's a brief moment of hesitation, but i reach forward regardless, gently taking one of charlie's hands in mine. i give it a soft squeeze, trying to be as reassuring as possible. "dates are supposed t' be fun, you shouldn't be worryin' yourself sick over them. i can promise you if you are yourself this evening, you will be doin' everythin' right. everyone gets the heebie-jeebies on a first date, heck even i do. just remember t' take a deep breath, alright ??"

[ratphecy-a]

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@manenimittliv​ / @diamcnddcgs​ asked:

❛ Where am I?! What the fuck is going on?! ❜ Bruno on Bruno action?

“ Just --- just calm down. “ Bruno raised his hands up as he looked at the twin, or duplicate. honestly he didn’t know what was going on. or how this happened. his voice was dry as he blinked large green hues at him. “ W-we won’t solve anything if we are both panicking. “

[mymanymerrymuses]

@diamcnddcgs Bruno’s getting a child (sort of)

She’s free. Conny’s actually free. Scared, definitely. Confused, absolutely. And lost. Can’t forget lost. Turns out, escaping has its downfalls when you’ve escaped into a world you’ve never been out in before, but she’s been doing okay. Hiding as whatever animals were around, following them, and eating what they ate had kept her going.

It had also lead her to a town. So many of the animals had been on their way here, so it was probably safe. But she’d thought that about her home, and that wasn’t safe at all. The best plan would be to keep doing what she had been. Follow the animals.

Here, it was rats. There was a decent population, and they seemed to know where they were going. Conny was tired, and it was getting harder to shift, but rats weren’t complicated. Soon enough, she was just one of the rats, scurrying along to wherever they called home. 

They took her to a big house that they definitely knew their way around. Conny followed them through winding shortcuts and shadows along walls, until they finally reached what must have been ‘home’ for them. She was hoping for a little spot to sleep in, or maybe some food they had access to that she could take just a little bit of. What she found was the rats scattering themselves wherever they pleased around...a man.

Conny’s first instinct was to draw back, hiding in the shadows to watch him. It didn’t take long for her to see that he was nice to the rats. Maybe he would be nice to her too! So, carefully, Conny inched her way out of the shadows and towards him, squeaking quietly in the hopes that if he had some food spare, he’d give it to her.

[lacasitamadrigal]

@theseerhesaid Continued from Here

Morning. It was morning again. Gotta get up and start breakfast, make sure everything was ready to take to town, see if the snack basket needed refilled.

As she woke Julieta stretched a bit, bones cracking that usually didn’t. Odd. and then she felt it. Something fuzzy had moved, and last time she checked Agustin wasn’t that fuzzy. She shot up, her eyes wide as she looked at her bed.... This... This was not her bed. Where was she? Where was Agustin?

A small squeak brought her thoughts to a halt as she looked for the sounds owner. A rat? A rat! She clapped her hands over her mouth, a squeak of her own emitting as she tumbled out of the bed and onto her rump.

As she tries to sooth the ouch she now has she finally catches a glimpse of what she’s wearing and it’s bringing more questions than answers. Tugging on the ruana she notices her skin. That.. isn’t its usual tone. What in the world is happening here.

Her hands find her face, scratchy beard, large nose, messy hair. This isn’t happening right? She is definitely not in Bruno’s room. She’s not wearing Bruno’s clothes. She didn’t just wake up with a rat in the bed.... Okay rats. There are several staring at her right now and it is not helping the panic that has set in and made her breathing pick up speed.

If she... was... Bruno? Where the hell was he?

CRAP

She’s up in seconds and practically running out the door and down the stairs. There’s her door, just like always. Why is she so nervous to see her own door. Just knock. Just. Knock knock knock.

[hourglxss]

CONTINUED FROM HERE. // @diamcnddcgs​

"I guess it bothers me a little." He was dead and that... took some of  the sting out of it. He died and was fine, so they probably were too. In  a different capacity. "I didn't kill them and if you're trying to imply  I did--"

“ You wanna explain to me how exactly that works? Because the way I see it, every time someone dies of blood loss, you mysteriously seem to have gained blood. I feel like that’s pretty cut-and-dry, pal. ”

[skiesclouded]

@diamcnddcgs, for bruno

“I’ve never known why it’s a crime, to say we’re not fine. But I’ve never been quite alright.”

Her tone was light, joking, but it was clearly something she’d thought about a lot. She picked at her dress and pulled a smile at her brother, tugging her knees a little closer to her chest.

[thelostmadrigals]

🫓≻|| Vamp!Bruno and Julieta | @diamcnddcgs​ ||≺🫓

Julieta’s lips pursed but she knew that she had to assure; she didn’t care what he was or what he became because at the end of the day, he was still her brother, Her youngest triplet. She could see his face; his posture to figure out that this was not his fault but she could figure that this was complicated but she needed more to work with here. 

“I’m not afraid of what you are, Bruno.” She spoke, being more specific this time. “You’re family, no matter what. I can... I can help you keep this from the others if you want.” god only knew what happened if the rest of the Encanto found out. No. She’d protect him. His diet, that would be tricky but there had to be ways of helping. 

“How long have you been handling this situation? What are your food habits? Does your food remember you?” If not, the last question could work well... give the person one of her arepas and they’re good to go, perfect health; no physical evidence and no memory of the incident.

[illfatedkarma]

Vampire! Bruno starter for @diamcnddcgs

Karma entered the village and slipped between shadows and past people like a ghost. Her head was lowered; keeping her eyes down to stave off discovery. Should anybody see her fangs or her unfortunately colored eyes there would be questions she didn't want to answer. After all she could not hypnosis everyone or make a mass group forget she was there. Quite honestly she wasn't in any mood to be driven off by a bunch of villagers with torches.

She had come tracking one undead to the general area before losing his trail nearby. This village was the first for miles around and it made sense to check--- just in case there was even the slimmest chance the creature had passed through. There could be clues at least that might point her in the right direction.

Not to mention; animal blood only went so far and she was getting stretched thin on patience and the gnawing aching hunger of that beastly urge to feed. At least in this place she could rest a bit, grab a bite to drink and renew her search refreshed.

She was afterall, the very thing she hated the very most. The same as what she hunted.

The undead woman sniffed the air, breathing in the scents of the village. Her eyes widened marginally when the scent of blood drifted on the wind. Someone bleeding--- maybe they had just fallen. Cut themselves. An accident.

But she had to check it out. It could be something less innocent. As much as she would love to be able to deny it; she was hungry as she was curious and was simply drawn towards the scent like a siren's call.