Jul 16, 2017
i read this book in seventh grade and it made me gay
( for @mircxlla )
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i read this book in seventh grade and it made me gay
( for @mircxlla )
Carm/Essie (for the ship meme)
i’m always down for memes i’m just slow as hell
send me a ship and i’ll tell you
who hogs the duvet
esmeralda! carm is cold to the touch, so...
who texts/rings to check how their day is going
again, carm. vampire bae is protective as fuuuuuck
who’s the most creative when it comes to gifts
esmeralda
who gets up first in the morning
well, i mean??????? carm is up the earliest but she never went to sleep
who suggests new things in bed
carmilla for sure
who cries at movies
trick question: both. carm pretends not to, though
who gives unprompted massages
tough one. esmeralda, i’m thinking?
who fusses over the other when they’re sick
i mean es is the only one to get sick- by default, it’s carm. also carm has seen es die too many times to risk anything
who gets jealous easiest
carm
who has the most embarrassing taste in music
again, carm. she’s an old ass vampire who goes all out for disco and heavy rap and baroque music
who collects something unusual
hmmmmmmmmm carm maybe
who takes the longest to get ready
CARM she’s so needy
who is the most tidy and organised
probably carm
who gets most excited about the holidays
esmeralda, maybe. she’s experienced less
who is the big spoon/little spoon
carm is mostly big, but sometimes es convinces her to trade
who gets most competitive when playing games and/or sports
ES
who starts the most arguments
es, actually! carm can be overprotective and feel stifling. just because es is carm’s life doesn’t necessarily mean carm is es’
who suggests that they buy a pet
es! although she worries carm miiiight eat it
what couple traditions they have
esmeralda dying in carm’s arms
what tv shows they watch together
american gods, brooklyn nine nine, and period dramas from times carm lived through
what other couple they hang out with
@zoophagist is pretty much their only friend
how they spend time together as a couple
talking, cuddling, learning their histories
who made the first move
carm
who brings flowers home
carm! stereotypical cutie
who is the best cook
carm only drinks blood- by default, it’s es
⚠ Carmilla?????
why/when the hell did this meme go out of fashion
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The first time she dies slowly, blood coloring the earth beneath her a rich auburn and soaking into Mircalla’s skirt. It stains the carefully embroidered flowers a sickly purple- the color of royalty perverted with the blood of the girl who’d spent hours embroidering it. Strange that, in her final moments, she focuses on the hem of a dress and not the woman she loves screaming her name.
Her lady’s hands are always so cold, often uncomfortably so. Styria never really warm, even in summer, and whenever pale hands touch dark skin Esmeralda breaks out into goose flesh. Her lady laughs at how Esmeralda’s instinct is to shy away even as their lips touch, and mourns how she must leave Esmeralda in the blankets shivering after she drinks.
There’s a book in Mircalla’s possession filled with Esmeralda. Locks of her hair are pressed next to charcoal drawings and 19th century photographs. Watercolor portraits and polaroids two centuries apart show the same girl with the same smile and roses in her cheeks.
Biting (kink meme)
Send me a kink and I’ll rate it
No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |
@mircxlla -- ;
once upon a midnight dreary . a forlorn line from some crack poem he’d barely remembered in his youth . something he and jenny had found in a book of poetry they’d read in their orphanage’s scarce library . jackie drew back from the sudden remembrance , gold eyes back to reality beneath the sidewalk illuminated at odd intervals , several gratefully broken in lieu of the darkness that manifested , a constellation of animated gold eyes appearing in profusion behind him . jackie couldn’t help but slow as his head raised , footfalls descending to silence before the staccato stopped altogether . but by the feminine silhouette in the near distance , estacado couldn’t help but smile to himself .
‘ can’t say i’m really complaining about seeing a woman like yourself out tonight . you alone , though ? kinda rough neighborhood for a lady . ‘