#personifiedcarnage

[lovesiicknurse]

➥  @personifiedcarnage​ ❤️’d for a starter!

It was like gravity was the nurses’ arch enemy, she could hardly ever keep her balance. She started to cry as she felt herself going down. She had a rather curious soft landing however. She sniffled softly as she looked at the stranger she landed on top of. Tsumiki blushed softly and started to apologize profusely.  ❝I’m s-sorry!! I’m so sorry! Please f-forgive me!!❞

[voidwardcn]

@personifiedcarnage continued from [X]

Are... is this a joke? "I..." Colors of shock and muted horror drain the hue of her already pale disguise and for once she is left tongue-tied. Surely he's making a fool out of her. Yet, the longer she stands there, the more she reads the blank stare as genuine that's fixated on her person.

Seeing them in such a casual setting, sipping coffee on a patio, on the planet she momentarily called home, Illyana assumed they were here for her. Eager to conclude unfinished business or something of that nature. Instead of staying indefinitely invisible, she'd just thrown a balzing spotlight on her back, the punchline readying to kick her in the stomach. Her face flushes scarlet. 'I'm a gods damned fool--!'

That fast she pivots in her heels, her words thrown out in haste over her shoulder, "Apologies, wrong person," eager to join the throngs of people and get the hell out of dodge before whatever dose of luck she stumbled on evaporated into thin air.

[imuditia]

starter - @personifiedcarnage​ 

Clementine. That one assassin that supposed to get the job done but brought back from the dead after her grievous defeat from an elder lich. It was a surprise for her that she was back to life without any necrotic change but this second chance she had better to be kept well.

“What are you looking at?” She knew there is someone but her stiletto seemed to be drawn to hostility.

[fxtelism-moved]

Send a ◈ for a first kiss between our muses. - @personifiedcarnage​ sent: ◈ for Lux

Despite Kefla’s intimidating posture and appearance, the majority of traveling together, he was being gentle and showing an amount of care towards the fallen angel. Eventually he would learn about her banishment, and not having experience love and affection ever since. 

This was when Kefla decided to give her one; a kiss on the lips. It surprisingly was gentle yet firm at the same time. It lasted for a few seconds, but felt like time stopped around her. Once he broke the kiss, Lux stood shocked, her cheeks gaining a tinting red. 

“I never felt like this before...” 

[cursedfortune]

🎶  to catch my muse singing to themselves

Vulnerable @personifiedcarnage

"More and more and yet well mare Me liste to see the brook beyonde For if hit was fair there I can fare Well loveloker was the firre londe~"

It's not uncommon to hear her in the garden singing. It's something she tends to do when alone, only stopping sometimes when another comes. What the rules are there not even she could tell you, but whether or not she knows of his presence she does not stop.

Crouched by the stream she filled the watering can only to haul it up once filled, resuming her work within the garden with that ever passive yet vague little smile upon her lips. She had heard few in her life say that tending to the flowers brings you closer to the dead. Considering many plants here are in memory of those she has met may be why she often comes to sing here - to converse. Perhaps it's even why her gaze looks distant even when everything else about her appears so present.

Is it memories that dance across her vision? Or is she so lost within her task that the world beyond the garden has ceased to exist for a time?

Maybe it doesn't matter. Not when her gaze finally lifts to find him, her song having drawn to a close only after a few more verses. Wherever she may have been, she's here now. Smile growing, nose wrinkling just a touch as she playfully hopped over a patch of flower to continue watering.

"If you aim to hear me sing you must sing yourself a song on this lovely day." Her eyelids slanted as her lips quirked further, "Tis only far, no?"

[cursedfortune]

"Why are you fine with being body slammed?"

@personifiedcarnage

"It doesn't hurt as much as it is startling. Usually. It's an energetic hug, if anything." ...Not that she gets startled by hugs half the time or anything.

[medicinenew]

@personifiedcarnage​

“Strong... huh.” that is what she saw, strength, it was to admired and praised. The mad warrior knew little about what it meant to be weak, to be lacking in the way of... something. “You are pretty strong aren’t you? Stronger than a lot of folk?” Alda had no fear in her heart, a foolish bravery or perhaps too numb to what danger may lurk in-front of her. Either way, there she stood in-front of the other, without even a sign of caution.

[cursedfortune]

Does your muse enjoy teasing? Giving or receiving? How long can they stand it?

How does your muse respond to people making advances on them?

In-Depth Sinday @personifiedcarnage

Does your muse enjoy teasing? Giving or receiving? How long can they stand it?

Mortem's personality outside of sex is often teasing. She's playful because it feeds into her humor - which is a necessary component for her to keep sane after everything. When it comes to sex, teasing is quite fun. The level of teasing completely varies on the situation but... it's rarely ever going to stop. Mortem is fine when sex is serious but she's more about having fun mixed in there. And teasing allows for that. Especially at her partner's expense.

If she has a partner that has a preference for being dominant, she'll tease the ever loving fuck out of them by making things challenging. If they try and focus on her she'll make it difficult by throwing her effort into focusing on them, instead. Accidentally breaks out of whatever one has bound her with. Coaxes her partner into coming undone faster. She's here for any form of teasing, tbh.

Despite being a switch at heart, Mortem often falls into the role of a service dom/top, which she loves and should be no surprise given the type of witch she is. Giving is far more easy than receiving for her. Breaking people down is part of her nature - even pleasurably. Receiving? That's a bit more difficult. Her tolerance is mighty in terms of pain but with pleasure she can't stand it for long. That's for two reasons. At her age, it's either she becomes bored of the teasing or she genuinely is overwhelmed faster and needs more from her partner.

How does you muse respond to people making advances on them?

Truth be told, she's often is suspicious. It won't outwardly show unless she is dealing with someone she wants to be transparent with about her mistrust. Her default is to think it's harmless flirting that won't lead anywhere or to be suspicious if someone is attempting to manipulate her. That's just due to her experiences of fun flirts or disguised hunters, however. And neither are always initially negative responses, just more like an awareness or predictability since she has been around the block for a few... thousand years.

If it's genuine, she'll play ball if interested in the other. But her reactions are entirely dependent on when in the relationship someone begins doing such (either as strangers at the start or any time after). It's also completely dependent on who is advancing upon her. The stronger her feelings for another the more uncertain she becomes - which can lead to the witch pulling back even when she doesn't want to. Anytime before that, however, she's likely going to take it well and be receptive if she finds herself attracted to the other.

Advance on her? Prepare for it to be returned tenfold if she's interested. Mortem is very much used to being the one to make the initial advancement and, tbh, she is very delighted when another is taking the initiative and isn't scared (enough) to approach her like so.