* ⸝⸝ 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧 ᴬᴿᵀᴵᔆᵀᴱ

―   pitiful   creature    of    darkness.

[vanpyres]

― 月の下で、 彼女の影は長く伸びる。 indie, very selective &. mutuals only original vampire character ( by 𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐢 ( she/her, 26y, gmt - 3 ) multi-verses available. rules under the cut, follow if only above twenty-one for mature themes will be present. low/sporadic activity. you can also find me at @apotheocis. { ABOUT } { PROMPTS }

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[vanpyres]

moving yuha back to my multi.

[azarathian]

the moments in time where yuha and raven existed together were not real.    as if the past,    present and future collapsed itself into the endless space between seconds.    raven was a silent presence,    but not an unfelt one.    everything around creation wanted to twist itself into her void,    unowned darkness begged for a mistress and nature recoiled by something so unnatural.    she,    however,    had become friends with the little critters that roamed about yuha’s sanctuary.    she pitied the closeness to the vampire but could not deny that she owed respect to the rules of this earth.   

the dyad didn’t particularly liked how it felt here,    it had a hint of something macabre that spoke of lost humanity,    but there was something peaceful in that.    judgement felt less harsh,    when one ailed of similar horrors,    and despite how differently they  take on their personal conditions,    she did appreciate yuha’s conversation.     it was a calm place,    even if it was akin to a wolf’s mouth.    but she is a demoness,    and so,    she feels as if its reasonable that she’d feel safe.    her blood is disgusting,    probably,    or half so,    and the flimsy nature of her physical presence could get her off claws surely.    not that yuha ever feels violent to the empath,    but one can never be so sure.   

‘ you will join me      ?       ’ the voice,    incredulous yet with its usual mantric innocence that made itseem hopeful,    echoes through the trees,    the birds fly away in beautiful synchrony by the startlement.    a raven sits by yuha with a curious twist of its tetrad of eyes and leaves promptly.    raven,    the woman,    appears in its place,    ‘ when was the last time you had tea    ?    ’

[vanpyres]

yuha heard the question and let it sit a moment in the mountain air, for most of the time she dreaded raven's inquiries — they were rarely only what they appeared to be on the surface and she had learned not to answer the surface of them in return. she looked at her. the place where the bird had been and now was not. the trees resettling. the particular quality of raven's presence here, which the mountain had its own relationship with — the small critters finding her without fear, which yuha had noticed the first time and noted and not mentioned.

❝ three weeks, ❞ she said. ❝ possibly four. ❞ she rose from the step without particular urgency and pushed the door open behind her, moving inside. left it open. the kettle was already on the edge of warmth — she had put it back on the heat when she heard the deer go still, an hour ago, which raven did not need to know and probably already suspected. the cups were on the low shelf. one of them, already out. she set it on the table and looked toward the open door, the mist still moving through the trees beyond it, the last of the fog raven had come through still settling back into the forest floor.

❝ come in then, ❞ she said, not loudly. ❝ if you're going to stay, i'll join you. the cup on the left is mine, it has deer blood on it. ❞ the one she'd been sipping before, at the porch, placed carefully when she entered, in inhuman speed. yuha sat, gracefully, studying the other with dark ebony glances. ❝ you're thinner. your blood is rushing lazzily through your veins. ❞ not the most polite remark, but it was impossible for her not to smell it, see it through the skin. the demonic taste was disgusting. it filled her nostrils enough to leave a ghost on her tongue even if her fangs had never cut through that jugular of hers. ❝ has something happened? ❞ something always did, with raven. that was why she came, seeking the abandoned gloom of that wretched mountain.

[cautionarys]

we are what we eat. / yuha @ kol

what a sweetly tragic thing to say at all. and so deeply naïve. vampires were not what they ate; they were predators, plain and simple. of the highest order, perhaps, but predators still. he didn't feel much like a doe-eyed girl prone to poor mistakes and that was the very thing that flavored his tongue. kol's brow ticked up, and his mouth did, too, a wry smirk that cut across deceptively youthful features, lending a roguish aspect to his words, his manner. the mischief the original emanated was sharp and clotting; a novice could mistake him for a youthful, careless vampire, all arrogance, a fresh spring in his step. but only the oldest of their kind bowed to ennui as he did. only the oldest walked around like absolutely nothing could touch them, with a desperate flicker in their eye, no stimulant strong enough to bring them to a steady simmer.

he had half a mind to snap at her for her interruption; the girl he'd been feeding on, half there, half in the grave, clutched at his shirt collar still, the club's speakers loud, the beat of her pulse in kol's ears louder still, something he was attuned to. no one ever got away from kol, all lambs folding. but on some nights, he could be persuaded to be lenient, to deviate from the norm for the sake of... well, whatever this conversation would prove to be. interesting alternatives were rare, not off the table. he blinked. held up a finger in @vanpyres's direction— a rude gesture. and then he turned and patted the girl's cheek with pointer and middle finger, told her, his sharp eyes locking onto her tired ones, that she'd drunk too heavily tonight, was a naughty girl and all that and would have to be careful from now on lest she tumble into a sticky situation. she needed to trek back to her friends and express her grief over the bottle. kol was clear, his words lethal honey.

it didn't take long for the compulsion to set; she was stumbling, nodding, murmuring echoes of his will, safe and whole, in seconds. kol watched her back, watched her vanish into a thicket of people. and then he licked the inside of his cheek, savoring remnants of blood, eyes flicking over the stranger. whose was she? he could sense what she was; she didn't have to show him fangs or confess her state for him to understand.

had any of his siblings turned her? or had it been someone else entirely? ah, just like a mikaelson to think only about the family; exempt as he was from always and forever, kol was still deeply bound. pity she wasn't a witch, his preferred company. ❛ you interrupt my engagement— ❜ he began to chide, but not really— curious, kol regarded her, gaze flicking up and down as he continued. ❛ with clichés. how marvelous. go on then, impart more wisdom, love. entertain me. what's led you to your conclusion? ❜

@vanpyres <333

[vanpyres]

the finger held up in her direction she regarded without particular urgency. rude. she filed it. she watched him with the girl instead — the compulsion setting clean and quick, the girl nodding herself away into the crowd like a wind-up toy pointed toward the door. yuha had seen it done before. she had done it herself, though with considerably less theater. she waited until the girl was gone before she said anything, which was a courtesy she extended without announcing it as one. his eyes came back to her and she held them. the moon-pale of her own gaze moving over him with the same economy she applied to acquisitions she had not yet decided about; old, then. very.

❝ a cliché, ❞ she repeated, and her voice carried nothing in it — no defensiveness, no performance of being unbothered. just the word, turned over once and set back down. ❝ perhaps. ❞ she still believed it. the famine hunger she had known as a girl — patient, hollow, something you negotiated with — was nothing like what she had woken up to in that cabin. the second hunger had no interest in negotiating. it simply — rearranged. and what it rearranged her toward had been the two bodies in the next room and she had not made a decision, she had simply — she looked at him. interrupting herself.

let the '' entertain me '' land and settle and go slightly stale in the air between them before she responded, which was a small thing and deliberate. ❝ i wasn't offering wisdom, ❞ she said. ❝ i'm not that stupid to do so to an elder. though, clearly, you still act upon human architecture. what explanation was it? she's too drunk to remember? the music is too loud? ❞ yuha sounded... curious, she tilted her head. ❝ isn't that human, after all? to engage in such white lies? it's wonderful, you see, that you're able to stop. ❞ she looked at his fangs with wishful thinking, at the retrieving girl with... longing.

[vanpyres]

a famished vampire woman enters your bedroom at night and begs you to let her drink from you, would you let her? as a treat.

[vanpyres]

like to plot.

[vanpyres]

im just here to say the blog aesthetic and vibes is SPECTACULAR. another great job by nini, i´m sooo excited to see you develop yuha!!

civi you're so lovely and kind and special to me and i looove you. i am so ready to write more with you.

[vanpyres]

― DELICATE / RABID, yuha's visual study.

[vanpyres]

farah: no going back to the way it always was.

the river was loud tonight. the water was running fast with whatever rain had come through earlier in the week, knocking against the stones, and the sound of it filled the spaces where neither of them spoke. there was a lamp further down the path, far enough that its light did not quite reach them, only suggested itself in a pale smear across the wet pavement. somewhere behind them, the city continued existing. out here it felt distant, untounched and immaculate; cities felt such when you have lived long enough to remember what came before them.

no going back to the way it always was. funny, amusing. she didn't turn her head right away. the words sit where farah had put them, out in the cold air, where they couldn't be taken back. the river ran mindless of their casual nothingness. a branch came down the current and disappeared under the bridge, and she followed it with her eyes until it was gone. no breath coming out of her nose, but if her lungs still worked, perhaps she'd have sighed with annoyance.

farah's face was half in shadow. yuha filed what couldn't be seen away without meaning to; it was the kind of thing she could not stop herself from doing, the noticing. the dark sitting on a person, the way it didn't, sometimes, with creatures like them. ❝ was that meant for me, or are you merely saying it out loud to hear what it sounds like? ❞ because it made no sense for her. tenki no majo. time-witch. or so they said, amongst the streets of their kind. ❝ we're used to being unmoving objects by now, farah-san. those words are just another wednesday philosophy. ❞ yuha replied, though her voice, as always, was soft. she had no fire within to burn it all - at least, not when un-hunting.

[chosenstars]

݁ .⠀ ✩ DO YOU SEE ME? a collection of dialogue prompts from the happy fits' album lovesick. some liberties taken to better fit the overall rpc, adjust as you wish.

i think i love you.

do you see me now?

it’s been a hard time.

i tried to not want you.

i dream when i’m awake.

i’ve got no choice.

there was time before we met.

one more night of overtime.

i’ve got bills to pay,  and i’ve got mouths to feed.

i’m so moody.

you caught me by surprise with this helpless feeling.

everybody wants you.

i cannot afford to love.

i can’t get my mind off loving you.

i’m in love with everything you do.

help me,  please,  from falling faster.

there’s no stopping this disaster.

won’t you say you love me too?

what’s the deal?

it’s a very short life with no appeal.

you drive me crazy all the time.

get out of my head.

it’s such a cruel power.

i’m gonna break one of these days.

it’s a little messed up.

you’re stuck on my mind,  sweet like honey.

do you want my love?

come and break my heart into a million pieces.

get out of my house.

we’ve been talking for hours.

why is every little move romantic?

you’re holding on ‘til the bitter end.

you’re all i think about at night.

i want your hands here,  on my hips.

i want to live forever in your kiss.

no one can help me through this mess.

i wish that i could just forget.

i get so love drunk on myself,  why should i want somebody else?

i want to peel off all my skin.

escape this hell you put me in.

you don’t love me cause you don’t need me,  and that’s alright.

god is just a witness to my misery relapse.

i’ll just be lonely 'til i die.

maybe one day you’ll be impressed.

when i met you,  i was just a boy and not a man.

all my life,  i thought i’d be the same.

i’m bound to break tradition.

baby,  i’m a piece of shit.

i got what i deserve.

i don’t want to be your enemy.

when i burned it down,  i didn’t mean to take you too.

your clothes fit me better.

i’m gonna miss you.

tell me you want to just stay here with me.

i could stare at you for hours.

wait until i’m old and gray.

it feels so wonderful to dream at all.

we’ll make it up as we go along.

will you treat me the same?

you can’t have a rainbow without a little rain.

just imagine all the joy in this world without a little pain.

how did we get so dull?

how did we get so drunk and high again?

how did we get so old?

i’m stuck here,  dreaming of your hands around my neck.

i want you to break my heart.

have i lost myself again?

go back to the start.

go back to the space you grew in my heart.

i feel the karma coming.

i still think i love you.

i’m so lost without you.

i can barely breathe.

can we even make this better?

as a hopeless romantic,  i’m bracing for the fall.

you’re every thought i’m having.

can you disappear?

maybe we could lose ourselves and run away.

is this an illness or a romance?

we could talk about the weather.

i had my whole life together,  then you tore it into parts.

no going back to the way it always was.

i feel the black hole reaching for me.

will [ … ] come back?

hell,  i don’t know.

you’re so violent.

why do you hide?

show me you’re human.

it’s been a while since i’ve seen you prove it.

i do not know you anymore.

all i want is to hear you again.

i miss the heat.

you’re mad at me.

space.   that’s all we need.

you were wrong about me.

it was wrong of me to promise.

it was wrong of me to waste.

i wasn’t brave.

i could always play it back.

i want to be with you again.

i want to tell you everything.

there's a child, and it's screaming.

can you show [ … ] to the door?

you get what you paid for.

i swear i could dream that you were the one.

i want to say how sorry i am.

i’m a coward.

i am useless.

i tried,  but i can’t make it out.

i remember.

[gloomglimmer]

›       TENSION   LINER   PROMPTS     

"I   dare   you   to   try."

"Do   you   always   get   close?"

"You’re   pushing   my   limits."

"Stop   looking   at   me   like   that."

"I’m   losing   control   here."

"You   have   no   idea,   do   you?"

"I   can’t   resist   you   anymore."

"Stay   back,   or   don’t."

"I   know   what   you   want."

"This   is   getting   dangerous   now."

"You’re   too   tempting   for   me."

"I   shouldn’t   want   this,   but…"

"I   don’t   play   fair,   remember?"

"Careful,   you’re   testing   me."

"You’re   just   making   it   worse."

"You’re   too   close   for   comfort."

"Do   you   always   push   buttons?"

"Stop   before   I   kiss   you."

"You’re   making   it   too   hard."

"I   can’t   stop   thinking   about   you."

"I   want   you   too   much."

"You   know   exactly   what   you’re   doing."

"I’m   not   playing   games   here."

"You’ve   crossed   the   line   now."

"Keep   pushing,   and   you’ll   regret   it."

"This   is   dangerous,   isn’t   it?"

"I’m   trying   not   to   care."

"Don’t   make   me   regret   this."

"You’re   playing   with   fire."

"You   don’t   know   what’s   coming."

"I   shouldn’t   be   this   close."

"We’re   getting   dangerously   close   now."

"I   can   feel   the   heat."

"Don’t   test   me   right   now."

"I   want   you   too   badly."

"Don’t   make   me   chase   you."

"You’re   distracting   me,   you   know."

"I   won’t   fall   for   this."

"I   want   you,   but…"

"What   do   you   want   from   me?"

"I’ll   never   give   in."

"I’m   trying   not   to   care."

"You’re   playing   with   my   patience."

"Don’t   make   this   harder,   please."

"I   can’t   stop   this   feeling."

"I’m   already   in   too   deep."

"You   won’t   walk   away   unscathed."

"You’re   walking   a   fine   line."

"I’m   trying   to   stay   calm."

"What   are   you   doing   to   me?"

[aneurins-barnard]

ANNA SAWAI as TODA MARIKO SHŌGUN Episode 9 Crimson Sky