#rapturousagony

[remember-no-more]

🤗 - song to dance to when they’re alone

Either with the violin on her shoulder or just humming the tune in her head, sometimes Mirabelle would just let the music guide her steps...

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[shaunavayne]

"It's arts and crafts hour and I made a nice little wind chime out of your... darts," It jingles obnoxiously as she wags a claw between the bolts, covering her mouth as she snorts with laughter.

Their game of cat and mouse had gone on for hours now, presumably with Vayne as the cat. At least, she thought of it that way. She’d spent weeks on Evelynn’s tail once she’d caught a lead. Tracked the demon down. Finally managed to catch up in a forest a few miles out of a small village. Arrow after arrow whizzing through the chilly night air. Clashing, disengaging, running. Clashing, again. About half an hour had passed since she’d last seen Evelynn, but Vayne knew she wouldn’t lose her. The hunter would use the time to rest a little before catching up again. She was sure she’d gotten some solid hits. And she wasn’t without wounds either. She was beginning to tire. It didn’t matter though. Dawn was soon approaching. If she didn’t get Evelynn by then, she’d have the day to recuperate anyways. Evelynn was never out if the sun was. And Vayne didn’t care to hunt then either. Perhaps it was arrogance or some some sick sadistic streak, but Vayne always wanted to slay a monster to its own advantage. Its own territory. Its own time. Its own dominion. There was a certain sense of total domination involved when she could accomplish their slaughter in this manner – when she was the apex predator lurking in the dark.

Vayne stands unamused when Evelynn appears once more. She’s slumped against a tree, wiping down her heavy crossbow with the end of her cape. She considers using this moment as an opportunity to fire on the demon. Perhaps catch Evelynn off guard. She’s a quick shot. She’s sure she can nail one through the throat. But that’s no fun. A surprise attack. A sucker punch. Vayne can’t be satisfied like that. She needs to totally overpower her prey. She needs them to feel small. To truly understand. To empathize with their victims. A monster with all its inhuman might, roles reversed, made to helplessly anticipate its impending extermination by her hand.

“I’ll hang it up over your grave, so you'll have something to listen to when you’re six feet under. If your soul isn’t dragged to hell.”

[dagger-of-venom]

rapturousagony replied to your post: SOMEONE WAS JUST PLAYING FULL-ON MOANA MUSIC? IT’S...

We found Ross from Game Grumps as well, he was just out here crafting, a carpentry cult formed around him as though he was Christ himself

FACTS!!!!!

[essence-devourer]

"I'm in a rare, sharing mood."

Ahri tilts her head, an unsure smile on her face as her gaze flicks to the man at their feet. She doesn’t look to closely, she doesn’t want him to get hurt. Yet she knows, she cannot resist feeding forever. All essence calls to her. And she feels weak, as if she could be swayed to partake in his. But she must resist. She wont be a monster anymore.

“Um, thank you?” 

[shaunavayne]

"I'm quite lonely, would you care to dance?"

“Have you considered, if you’re alone, that perhaps, you deserve to be?” Despite her spurning, Shauna takes a step forward and offers the demon an open palm, her fingers slightly curled. She’d like to discover Evelynn’s motives for such an inane request. So, if they’re going to dance, she’s going to lead.

[sculchained]

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@rapturousagony​​ | munday meme / accepting

🎂 I’m new to your blog, and I want to be friends 💡 I have a thread idea for us! 💌 I just think you’re amazing

what are you waiting for? come into my ims and let’s become friend and plot these two bitches together.

[wingedprotector]

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“EXCUSE ME?”

[stahri]

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"You don't need one."

“Hmmmmm. Alright! I’ll take your word for it. As someone who has lived for a long time, I trust your judgement.”