Blood bath.

𝕭𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖇𝖆𝖙𝖍. / 𝐈𝐧𝐝. 𝐒𝐞𝐥. 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚. / written by Smol.

[nadasdy]

MOM SPOTTED MOM SPOTTED MOM SPO—

[verfurdc]

          ❝ Mhm. Anna... I haven’t been away for too long, have I? no need to make such a fuss. ❞  Sorts of awkwardly pats her head     

[jsng368]

Carmilla (Summer) - Ascensions

[mommykafka]

Carmilla - Phantom Maiden (Fate/Grand Order Arcade)

[nekoshige]

hm さん

[verfurdc]

@originlist​ said ; hektor, watching curiously for a second before - "should i not have kissed you then?" :0c

           Oh dear---- she knew this moment was going to eventually come, yet she couldn´t help but wish it had come at least a little later, then maybe--- just maybe, she would have been more prepared, as she would´ve had much more time to polish her perfect cold facade, yet contradicting her usual icy demeanor, as soon as Hektor appeared right behind her, it only took for her to hear his voice to find her iciness slowly melting away.

For someone as cruel as her, it was always fascinating to see just how easily he could reach to her and play with her heartstrings, a thing that was certainly obvious by how her knees were trembling and her breath felt uneven whenever he was close. Would it be okay for her to tell him, right at that moment, that she has never met a man like him in her entire life? Would it be too pathetic of her to confess to him that she would give her heart out to him without a second thought? it was scary to think that by his side, she did not feel herself, an assassin, but simply a woman.

Trying to stand straight, Carmilla attempted to gather the little pieces of pride that were left after her pathetic little act, only to then, raise her gaze to meet his eyes, those beautiful eyes of his, before she took a deep breath with the hopes that it would help her broken words appear more sincere. 

As her eyes were tenderly locked with his, she unconsciously stepped closer as she gently rested her pale hand over his forearm, with the hopes that by holding onto him, she wouldn´t melt completely.

"----Hektor, my dearest... No..... You did what I could have never done--- So I ask you... Please never contain your affection towards me, for it made me immensely happy. Would you promise me--- that next time you will kiss my lips instead?”

[verfurdc]

@gallowking​ replied ; ( She doesn't even need to punch all she needs is to slap and then BAM THE NAILS DO THEIR JOB LOL )

LEGIT, AT THIS POINT ITS PRETTY MUCH A WEAPON ON ITSELF

@originlist​ replied ; proof carmillas a bottom

Will you hit me if i told you i did not get the refference? :)))))))?

[verfurdc]

@miburoni​ replied ;  Plz. The Shinsengumi is UNDYING.

        "UGH....you are still here? and more importantly, do i look like i care?"

[verfurdc]

Look at her nails

[verfurdc]

        “I have never been so disgusted by an individual in my entire life.”

[originlist]

@verfurdc​ сказал(а):

Gives hektor all the dad points even if they don’t exist

Gives her a quick kiss to the corner of her lips in return! Hoho, sniped. As much as he plays obtuse, he does know how to take a hint.

[verfurdc]

That bastard vice commander !!!

[originlist]

welcome to dezember’s hell pit of mostly terrible men and two cute girls we just chill out here. most of my muses i have shoved at yall have migrated over here. join the party home / ocs / canon / rules / promo

[kissofthemuses]

arsonsuggestions‌:

why do people get so mad when i kill someone. they were gonna die anyway i just sped up the process

[veliseraptor]

“You will think me cruel, very selfish, but love is always selfish; the more ardent the more selfish…You must come with me, loving me, to death; or else hate me and still come with me and hating me through death and after.”

— Carmilla by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

[originlist]

@verfurdc​ сказал(а):

Looks at hektor and daydreams—

Hektor’s returned from a mission and the shift back to lackadasical is immediate. There’s still hints of it, that person who he is properly, in the faint singed mark on Durindana’s blade and the easy shift of his shoulder as he rests the lance against his bicep. Someone capable, thinly veiled (or as Homer called him, a thunderstorm in the shape of a man).

Attention is odd when he’s like this, in between one thing and the other and he hasn’t yet fully stepped into whichever guise he’s supposed to be wearing. In Chaldea, it’s… if someone’s looking at him, he’s the layabout. But someone’s gaze makes him prickle, just a bit. Uhm, who is it–

Hekor glances back. Oh, so it’s the Assassin. Well, if it’s her, he can’t really mind that her attention’s wandered to him. It’s endearing, really. A compliment, when he’s looked at with that sort of expression. Hektor wouldn’t have expected this from Carmilla back when they’d first met, and now it’s a little funny to see her watching him like she isn’t doing anything in particular and it’s just happenstance that he’s in her way while she has that barely-there dreamy smile on her face.

Hektor would laugh if it wouldn’t risk coming across poorly, but really - ! Can’t help but smile a little, and he steps forward, leans over in front of Carmilla and waves hand before her eyes. “Good morning, are you awake? Or perhaps pretending there’s someone prettier than this old man standing in front of you, eh? Ohoh.”

[zangaiokiba]

アーケードの模写

[durindanna]

@verfurdc​ сказал(а):-fakes her fainting just to fall on Hektor’s big strong arms-

Fortunate for her that his arms truly are big and strong, and that his instinct is to catch her when she feigns a collapse against him. Well, it’s fine to keep his arm about her. Probably. He’s going to anyways, after peering over and making sure that she’s alright. …She’s not exactly keeping the deadpan required, there’s a bit too noticeable twitch in her expression.

“Miss Carmilla, I didn’t take you for the type who would swoon so easily,” with a light laugh.