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ooc; dropped threads

( Below is a list of threads I’m dropping, simply because the muse is (really) absent for them. Please do not take this to mean I never want to RP with you (again), if one of our threads is on here. I always want to RP and I adore all of my partners. So, yeah, this is basically for my own sanity, and I may update this list as I work my way through my tracker, which has over a 100 drafts that are my turn alone )

#feettofins #lonelyduckling #askhomicidalliu #imnotacharacter #swancloakprincess #{ method behind the madness ;; ooc }#{ status }#thread dropping

my compliant little pet

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Hook continued drinking, slowly draining the life from his victim. His fangs pierced into the vein at the other’s neck, Hook drank greedily, hungrily. He was far thirstier than he had ever been, but even so, he’d have probably behaved the same way if he wasn’t. It was in an effort to quelch that thirst, that hunger, that he drank like he did.

The vampire could feel the body growing limp in his arms, and knew she was close to passing out completely; she was close to being lost. But Hook didn’t care, and he kept drinking--only stopping when she was finally on the brink.

#c #emma #lonelyduckling #v; fangs pierce the tender skin #mclp

“Open your mouth. If you do it well, I’ll let you sleep in the bed.”

slave starters | @lonelyduckling

Killian wanted the bed. The floor was cold and hard, and he rarely slept well on it. Even so, he did what she wanted of him throughout the day, tired as he was. It was only exhaustion that allowed Killian to gain any sort of sleep when he was stuck on the floor. Or worse.

So he nodded, moving closer to her as his lips parted, eyes never quite leaving that strong gaze of hers.

#{ all you have to do is stay alive ;; asks }#emma #lonelyduckling #v; bend to my will

reunited and it feels...

He thought he heard his name. That was what was stirring him into consciousness, bringing him out of the darkness. He thought he heard his name. His real name. Not Hook. Not Captain.

But Killian.

And no one really called him Killian very often. Even now, even when he had tried to be good--Only to have it all fall apart. That was when he remembered what had happened. Remembered the darkness, remembered dying. Remembered the pain.

Killian blinked his eyes open slowly, groaning as light from a fire hit him, the pain reawakening in every inch of his body. Blood dripped into his eyes and down his cheeks, cut on his forehead still decently gushing. He frowned, though, once his vision focused enough to see who was near him. And while he flinched back out of instinct (being in the Underworld had brought nothing but pain at touch so far), he froze once his mind caught up with him, once he caught sight of that blonde hair and those green eyes.

“...Emma?”

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#c #emma #lonelyduckling #v; the underworld #raif