❝ In the violet hour to the violent sound / I feel the bite, I feel the beat, I see the dancing feet ❞
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♰ A return of one of my favourite AUa of Gerard Keay from The Magnus Archives. Penned in a semi-literate fashion.
♰ Some girls wander by mistake. Essentially the prodigal daughter met the wrong band at the wrong club at the wrong time. Now, he's a dancer, feet moving to a quick pace. They spend plenty of nights lost in clubs and even more in bloody revenge. Gerard determined to do unto others as was done to him.
♰ TLDR; Gerard saw Grifters Bone and murked Mary after and has been living as a Slaughter avatar ever since.
♰ All are welcome to interact throught both Asks and thread starts. Canon characters, ocs, or non roleplay blogs are welcome.
♰ Twitter survivor, so if I do something wrong in terms of Tumblr etiquette, please let me know :)
♰ Mod is 22 and uses it/its. I also love goth subculture, please talk to me about it. User tags: revengebestcold for in character, hwrooc for ooc
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⚠️⚠️⚠️ CONTENT WARNINGS
♰ Spoilers!! Mod has completed original series!
♰ Heavy Slaughter themes / a general disregard to violence
♰ Heavy discussion and depictions of abuse and neglect
“Hush..” A pale finger traced the trembling lips of protest. They sealed the words and breath of the other. A pleased smile pressed on the feature of the one who spoke. They stood and brushed their clothing off and clicked their tongue. Blood, under the nails. The worst. They picked and then rubbed their hands on the clothing before them. Satisfied finally, they stood up, fluffed their coat and strutted away in their heels without care. The ground glimmering in the moonlight.
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“Nn....” A small pale blonde male turned in his sleep, cuddling into the desirable warmth next to him. The scent of their body soap brought him to sigh and settle down again. Mornings like this was worth it, everything, even the struggles. However, maybe if he remained still now, he wouldn’t wake the other, just a few more minutes, being so close and calm.
Or maybe just a bit closer. He brought his hand to glide up the other’s chest to just rest over his shoulder, enjoying the position of being close. A satisfying position to be perfectly honest. After all, Damion was so warm. Alan could remain snuggled up to him forever, even if that seemed impossible as the new day sun poked through the window, shedding its bright rays into the room.
London Royal School of Arts, the most prestigious school in the world, has been situated in the center of London, England since 1974. Its initial focus was to provide for high class society students but with time the school has grown to be able to accommodate all social economic classes. The admittance stakes are high and most of the students will have to go through auditions before they can begin their journey. Few are here by invitation and it’s their exceptional talent that will have earned them this ticket. There’s no doubt that at the end of this long path, the students of LRSOA will become successful in their everyday lives. After all, London Royal School of Arts only invites and accepts the best. But under all the big titles and stressing expectations of parents and teachers; there is friendship, love, drama, rivalry and parties that thrive in this large campus. So what about you? Are you ready to begin?
London Royal School of Arts, the most prestigious school in the world, has been situated in the center of London, England since 1974. Its initial focus was to provide for high class society students but with time the school has grown to be able to accommodate all social economic classes. The admittance stakes are high and most of the students will have to go through auditions before they can begin their journey. Few are here by invitation and it’s their exceptional talent that will have earned them this ticket. There’s no doubt that at the end of this long path, the students of LRSOA will become successful in their everyday lives. After all, London Royal School of Arts only invites and accepts the best. But under all the big titles and stressing expectations of parents and teachers; there is friendship, love, drama, rivalry and parties that thrive in this large campus. So what about you? Are you ready to begin?