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Independent OC RP sideblog for Viktor, an Armenian witch who feels responsible for herding and monitoring a useless vampire. Sideblog to everymidnightsdreary. Face is Serj Tankian..

[rpmemes-gallery]

MUSE IS UNDER TRUTH SERUM FOR ONE HOUR. ASK ME ANYTHING. NOTHING IS OFF LIMITS AND EVERYTHING MUST BE ANSWERED. GO!

[horrificmemes]

My muse calls yours in the middle of the night, saying only “Goodbye” and then hanging up the phone. Tell me what your muse does next in my inbox.

Feel free to make a thread out of this as well!

[witchfromthemountains]

[ bare ] Nathan

It wasn’t that he was nervous, for he wasn;t in the slightest bit worried about being seen naked, or seeing his loved one disrobed. It wasn;t with disgust, either, for Viktor had no aversion to scars or marks; these things happened, and he had a couple of his own little blemishes and silvery lines. Pausing in the middle of undressing himself, skin showing to his waist, hands gripping onto his clothing and acting as a belt for what remained, he found himself entranced by Nathan, by every little movement and every mark.

Oh, he felt privileged to see this. The way he stretched his wing and the way tense muscle relaxed at least a little of the way, though in the cool air, and perhaps it was but a trick of the light, his shoulders seemed to pinch up, shielding his neck against the cold. He was broad, and he was scarred, but handsome all the same. Battle-weary, but alive in spite of it all.

Dropping the remainder of his clothing to the floor, he managed to kick it into a somewhat neat pile in the corner, and joined his loved one at the other side of the room, no shame in presenting himself to the former angel.

[witchfromthemountains]

The witch felt exceptionally privileged in this moment, seeing the happiness and adoration in that warm gaze. A hand moved to the angel’s hair as he lowered himself to bestow soft, slow kisses to his chest, momentarily making Viktor’s breath hitch and his fingers tangle in warm hair. He didn’t feel like he had to say anything, just moan softly in approval, arching his back just slightly to curve his chest towards that heat. His other hand gently massaged his lover’s shoulder, evading the wing stub in case it was sensitive.

[ofhotheads-blog]

sex+romance headcanons!

Send me a symbol. Please note that some answers may be NSFW.

🌟 What is my muse’s sexual/romantic orientation? 💦 At what age did my muse lose their virginity? 😘 Would my muse have sex on the first date? 😊 Would my muse ever ask someone on a date? 👍 Does my muse prefer to be asked on a date, or would they rather do the asking? 😉 What are my muse’s fetishes/kinks? 💬 When did my muse go on their first date? 💯 What is my muse’s ideal date? 💗 Has my muse ever been in love? 👠 What was my muse’s last serious relationship like? 👰 Would my muse ever get married? 🌼 Would my muse prefer a big wedding or a small wedding? 🍬 Is my muse a sub, dom, or switch? 🏩 What was my muse’s first time like? 🎆 Is my muse into monogamy? 💕 Would my muse ever be in a polyamorous relationship? 🔥 Would my muse ever be up for a threesome? 👮 Has my muse ever had sex in public? 💔 What was my muse’s first heartbreak? 💑 What are my muse’s requirements for a potential partner? 💋 How many people has my muse slept with? 👀 Is my muse the type to sleep around? 👎 Would my muse ever cheat on their partner? 😳 What was my muse’s worst romantic/sexual relationship? 💲Would my muse ever date/marry/sleep with someone because they were rich? 👓 Would my muse ever lie for sex? 👿 Would my muse ever blackmail someone into sex? 🎥 Who is my muse’s celebrity crush? 🎀 Who would my muse sleep with if nobody ever had to know? 💍 Has my muse ever had a one-night stand? 💝 Does my muse like Valentine’s Day? 💘 What are the ways my muse says ‘I love you’ without actually saying it?

[witchfromthemountains]

[ bare ] Nathan

It wasn’t that he was nervous, for he wasn;t in the slightest bit worried about being seen naked, or seeing his loved one disrobed. It wasn;t with disgust, either, for Viktor had no aversion to scars or marks; these things happened, and he had a couple of his own little blemishes and silvery lines. Pausing in the middle of undressing himself, skin showing to his waist, hands gripping onto his clothing and acting as a belt for what remained, he found himself entranced by Nathan, by every little movement and every mark.

Oh, he felt privileged to see this. The way he stretched his wing and the way tense muscle relaxed at least a little of the way, though in the cool air, and perhaps it was but a trick of the light, his shoulders seemed to pinch up, shielding his neck against the cold. He was broad, and he was scarred, but handsome all the same. Battle-weary, but alive in spite of it all.

Dropping the remainder of his clothing to the floor, he managed to kick it into a somewhat neat pile in the corner, and joined his loved one at the other side of the room, no shame in presenting himself to the former angel.

[feathercorp]

witchfromthemountains:

He might have argued that his imagination was rather vast, and that there was much he could imagine if he had the desire, but again, Nathan displayed the most curious ability to dissolve his thoughts before they could reach his mouth. His breath caught in his throat as warm and curious  fingertips slid over his ribs, and he shivered in pleasure.

“I love you, too, my dearest…” His whisper came as a huff, a sigh of bliss as he dragged his fingertips down his lover’s spine.

Nathan leaned into his touch, humming in pleasure and repeated the touch that made Viktor feel so good. He kissed his neck again and started slowly moving towards bed.

“I want to touch you more…”

[witchfromthemountains]

It didn’t take telepathy to understand what Nathan wanted now, and he smiled serenely, pulling the angel down with him onto the bed, running his palm up Nathan’s side and onto his chest.

“I’m all yours, dear,” he purred, gazing lovingly. “Touch me… let me feel your warmth…”

[feathercorp]

The angel kept holding him close, now gently placing lips on his lover’s collarbone, hands wandering on his chest and abdomen. Viktor felt so good in his arms.

That warmth was intoxicating. Nathan forgot how much he missed it. “Vik…” He huffed other’s name and kissed him. Sweetly. Deeply.

[witchfromthemountains]

Splayed out on the bed, presented to Nathan like a platter, Viktor moaned as hose strong hands slid over sensitive, responsive skin, murmurs or static rippling through his nerves, his heart rate speeding up little by little.

Sliding his hands up over the smooth curves and rough edges, over muscle and sinew, he found the scruff of his jaw and cupped it in both hands, humming his assent to the kiss, eyes closing softly as he slowed down to take it all in... his taste, his heat, the texture of his skin beneath jittery fingertips...

[witchfromthemountains]

[ bare ] Nathan

It wasn’t that he was nervous, for he wasn;t in the slightest bit worried about being seen naked, or seeing his loved one disrobed. It wasn;t with disgust, either, for Viktor had no aversion to scars or marks; these things happened, and he had a couple of his own little blemishes and silvery lines. Pausing in the middle of undressing himself, skin showing to his waist, hands gripping onto his clothing and acting as a belt for what remained, he found himself entranced by Nathan, by every little movement and every mark.

Oh, he felt privileged to see this. The way he stretched his wing and the way tense muscle relaxed at least a little of the way, though in the cool air, and perhaps it was but a trick of the light, his shoulders seemed to pinch up, shielding his neck against the cold. He was broad, and he was scarred, but handsome all the same. Battle-weary, but alive in spite of it all.

Dropping the remainder of his clothing to the floor, he managed to kick it into a somewhat neat pile in the corner, and joined his loved one at the other side of the room, no shame in presenting himself to the former angel.

[feathercorp]

witchfromthemountains:

He might have argued that his imagination was rather vast, and that there was much he could imagine if he had the desire, but again, Nathan displayed the most curious ability to dissolve his thoughts before they could reach his mouth. His breath caught in his throat as warm and curious  fingertips slid over his ribs, and he shivered in pleasure.

“I love you, too, my dearest…” His whisper came as a huff, a sigh of bliss as he dragged his fingertips down his lover’s spine.

Nathan leaned into his touch, humming in pleasure and repeated the touch that made Viktor feel so good. He kissed his neck again and started slowly moving towards bed.

“I want to touch you more…”

[witchfromthemountains]

It didn’t take telepathy to understand what Nathan wanted now, and he smiled serenely, pulling the angel down with him onto the bed, running his palm up Nathan’s side and onto his chest.

“I’m all yours, dear,” he purred, gazing lovingly. “Touch me... let me feel your warmth...”

[witchfromthemountains]

[ bare ] Nathan

It wasn’t that he was nervous, for he wasn;t in the slightest bit worried about being seen naked, or seeing his loved one disrobed. It wasn;t with disgust, either, for Viktor had no aversion to scars or marks; these things happened, and he had a couple of his own little blemishes and silvery lines. Pausing in the middle of undressing himself, skin showing to his waist, hands gripping onto his clothing and acting as a belt for what remained, he found himself entranced by Nathan, by every little movement and every mark.

Oh, he felt privileged to see this. The way he stretched his wing and the way tense muscle relaxed at least a little of the way, though in the cool air, and perhaps it was but a trick of the light, his shoulders seemed to pinch up, shielding his neck against the cold. He was broad, and he was scarred, but handsome all the same. Battle-weary, but alive in spite of it all.

Dropping the remainder of his clothing to the floor, he managed to kick it into a somewhat neat pile in the corner, and joined his loved one at the other side of the room, no shame in presenting himself to the former angel.

[feathercorp]

witchfromthemountains:

Shaking his head, he opened his mouth to chastise the angel for saying such awful things about himself, but he was swiftly silenced by the wonderful intimacy of a gentle kiss to his neck, and he gave a hum of contentment, continuing to rub the other’s back.

“I haven’t done anything, my heart,” he murmured, tilting his head to allow better access to his neck. It wasn’t especially sensitive - and he much preferred attention paid to his chest and arms - but he did appreciate the intimacy.

“Mmm, you did more than you can imagine.” Nathan sighed softly, gently tracing Vik’s ribs with his fingers. He pressed his chest close to other’s and almost purred. 

“I love you.” He whispered. “So much…”

[witchfromthemountains]

He might have argued that his imagination was rather vast, and that there was much he could imagine if he had the desire, but again, Nathan displayed the most curious ability to dissolve his thoughts before they could reach his mouth. His breath caught in his throat as warm and curious  fingertips slid over his ribs, and he shivered in pleasure.

“I love you, too, my dearest...” His whisper came as a huff, a sigh of bliss as he dragged his fingertips down his lover’s spine.

[witchfromthemountains]

[ bare ] Nathan

It wasn’t that he was nervous, for he wasn;t in the slightest bit worried about being seen naked, or seeing his loved one disrobed. It wasn;t with disgust, either, for Viktor had no aversion to scars or marks; these things happened, and he had a couple of his own little blemishes and silvery lines. Pausing in the middle of undressing himself, skin showing to his waist, hands gripping onto his clothing and acting as a belt for what remained, he found himself entranced by Nathan, by every little movement and every mark.

Oh, he felt privileged to see this. The way he stretched his wing and the way tense muscle relaxed at least a little of the way, though in the cool air, and perhaps it was but a trick of the light, his shoulders seemed to pinch up, shielding his neck against the cold. He was broad, and he was scarred, but handsome all the same. Battle-weary, but alive in spite of it all.

Dropping the remainder of his clothing to the floor, he managed to kick it into a somewhat neat pile in the corner, and joined his loved one at the other side of the room, no shame in presenting himself to the former angel.

[feathercorp]

witchfromthemountains:

That strong, warm embrace was more than welcomed; the witch practically melted into it, pressing his body flush against Nathan’s, skin on skin. How he adored the feeling of such close contact, almost able to feel the thrumming of his heart through the vessels at the surface. “Do I really?” he purred softly, sliding his hands lovingly up his lover’s back, careful not to cut himself on the feathers as he neared the other man’s shoulders. “High praise indeed, coming from one as beautiful as you.”

“Coming from an old bag…” Nathan smirked, gently nuzzling other’s neck and kissing softly the soft skin there. “But it flatters me that you think like this of me…”

He enjoyed the closeness of the witch as well, held him as close as he could. The warmth, hearing other’s soft breaths… There was nothing better than this.  

“You’re so good to me…”

[witchfromthemountains]

Shaking his head, he opened his mouth to chastise the angel for saying such awful things about himself, but he was swiftly silenced by the wonderful intimacy of a gentle kiss to his neck, and he gave a hum of contentment, continuing to rub the other’s back.

“I haven’t done anything, my heart,” he murmured, tilting his head to allow better access to his neck. It wasn’t especially sensitive - and he much preferred attention paid to his chest and arms - but he did appreciate the intimacy.

[witchfromthemountains]

[ bare ] Nathan

It wasn’t that he was nervous, for he wasn;t in the slightest bit worried about being seen naked, or seeing his loved one disrobed. It wasn;t with disgust, either, for Viktor had no aversion to scars or marks; these things happened, and he had a couple of his own little blemishes and silvery lines. Pausing in the middle of undressing himself, skin showing to his waist, hands gripping onto his clothing and acting as a belt for what remained, he found himself entranced by Nathan, by every little movement and every mark.

Oh, he felt privileged to see this. The way he stretched his wing and the way tense muscle relaxed at least a little of the way, though in the cool air, and perhaps it was but a trick of the light, his shoulders seemed to pinch up, shielding his neck against the cold. He was broad, and he was scarred, but handsome all the same. Battle-weary, but alive in spite of it all.

Dropping the remainder of his clothing to the floor, he managed to kick it into a somewhat neat pile in the corner, and joined his loved one at the other side of the room, no shame in presenting himself to the former angel.

[feathercorp]

Nathan didn’t seemed to be ashamed either. He rolled his shoulders a bit, easing the tension caused by his wing. There was a stub on his back, where his other wing used to be. Just a piece of bone sticking out, a bit of feather there and there. Ruined.

But he didn’t thought about it now. Smiling, he approached Viktor and wrapped an arm around his waist.

“You look beautiful…”

[witchfromthemountains]

That strong, warm embrace was more than welcomed; the witch practically melted into it, pressing his body flush against Nathan's, skin on skin. How he adored the feeling of such close contact, almost able to feel the thrumming of his heart through the vessels at the surface. "Do I really?" he purred softly, sliding his hands lovingly up his lover's back, careful not to cut himself on the feathers as he neared the other man's shoulders. "High praise indeed, coming from one as beautiful as you."

[witchfromthemountains]

[ bare ] Nathan

It wasn’t that he was nervous, for he wasn;t in the slightest bit worried about being seen naked, or seeing his loved one disrobed. It wasn;t with disgust, either, for Viktor had no aversion to scars or marks; these things happened, and he had a couple of his own little blemishes and silvery lines. Pausing in the middle of undressing himself, skin showing to his waist, hands gripping onto his clothing and acting as a belt for what remained, he found himself entranced by Nathan, by every little movement and every mark.

Oh, he felt privileged to see this. The way he stretched his wing and the way tense muscle relaxed at least a little of the way, though in the cool air, and perhaps it was but a trick of the light, his shoulders seemed to pinch up, shielding his neck against the cold. He was broad, and he was scarred, but handsome all the same. Battle-weary, but alive in spite of it all.

Dropping the remainder of his clothing to the floor, he managed to kick it into a somewhat neat pile in the corner, and joined his loved one at the other side of the room, no shame in presenting himself to the former angel.

[enstorie]

send one of the following to see how my muse reacts.

[ shower ] to find my muse walking out the shower in a towel

[ murder ] to find my muse covered in blood in a room with a body

[ crying ] to find my muse crying

[ faint ] to find my muse passed out

[ bare ] to witness my muse changing in or out of clothing

[ touch ] to gently stroke my muse 

[ hold ] to hold on to my muse to show them comfort

[ grab ] to aggressively grab my muses arm

[ slam ] to slam my muse against the wall

[ choke ] to wrap your muses hands around my muses neck

[ pinch ] to pinch my muse

[ pin ] to pin my muse against the floor

[ pull ] to tug at my muses shirt

[ secret ] for my muse to confront yours on a big secret

[ wham ] for my muse to find yours has been cheating

[witchfromthemountains]

“Wanna tell me what they did to upset you this time?” [Nate]

“What?”

Blinking in confusion, Viktor lifted his head to look at Nathan, somewhat concerned. Had he said something about someone…? Did he seem upset?

“Who? What do you mean?”

@feathercorp

[feathercorp]

“You seemed upset…” Nate hummed. “Is it about Varoujan?”

He was just worried about his dear boyfriend.

[witchfromthemountains]

Varoujan. A callous, vicious, heartless soul. Someone he’d known for far too long, who abused people’s trust and kindness.

Even if he hadn’t already been upset, he would have been at the mention of the vampire.

“Has he said something to you?”

[witchfromthemountains]

“Wanna tell me what they did to upset you this time?” [Nate]

“What?”

Blinking in confusion, Viktor lifted his head to look at Nathan, somewhat concerned. Had he said something about someone...? Did he seem upset?

“Who? What do you mean?”

@feathercorp

[rpmemcd-blog]

Jealousy meme

requested by @momokitty27​! i set it up into a few different categories so it’s not just for couples but for a whole range of relationships!

for couples

“I noticed them checking you out.”

“Were you checking them out?”

“So… they’re good-looking, right?”

“Don’t lie to me and say you don’t think they’re hot.”

“Just admit that you like them.”

“Come on; even I know that they’re hotter than me.”

“It’s not fair that they get to be around you all day and I don’t.”

“They were hitting on you.”

‘I know you liked it when they were hitting on you.”

“Would you like me more if I was more like them?”

“They’re not (funnier / cuter / better looking ) than me, are they?”

“Are you going to leave me for them?”

“Would you leave me for them if you had the chance?”

for characters talking to their unrequited crush

“You deserve better than them.”

“They’re not even that good-looking.”

“What do you see in them?”

“Why do you stay with them?”

“Wanna tell me what they did to upset you this time?”

“If I had someone as wonderful as you, I would (never forget our anniversaries / always cherish you / etc).”

“You should just leave them.”

for characters talking about their ex

“I wonder what they’re doing right now.”

“Their new (boyfriend / girlfriend / datemate) isn’t right for them.”

“I can’t stop thinking about them with their new (boyfriend / girlfriend / datemate).”

“They moved on so quickly.”

“I get angry thinking about anyone else having them, even though I don’t have them myself.”

“Do you think they were cheating on me with their new (boyfriend / girlfriend / datemate) before we broke up?”

“They never looked at me like they look at them.”

for friends

“I noticed you hanging out with (character’s name) lately.”

“You hung out with them and didn’t invite me?”

“I feel like a third-wheel.”

“They’re pretty fun, right?”

“Maybe I shouldn’t come and let you two hang out together instead.”

“I know that they’re more interesting than me.”

“You two have more in common, anyways.”

“It’s alright; I have other friends.”

for children characters talking to their parents

“No! I don’t want a new (brother / sister)!”

“You like (sibling’s name) more than me.”

“If I get a new (brother / sister), you’re going to love them more.”

“We haven’t played together since you had the baby.”

“I hate my (brother / sister)!”

“They’re not better than me! They can’t even use the bathroom right!”

random

“Am I hotter than that person?”

“So many people have achieved so much by this age, yet here I am.”

“I’m a better (cook / surfer / etc) than them.”

“They’re not even that good at (cooking / surfing / etc)…”

“I look better in this than them, right?”

“Do you think I could pull off that (hat / dress / etc) like them?”

“Whatever; I’m not jealous.”

[witchfromthemountains]

✘

More of a thing that disgusts. If you have zero appreciation for life and nature, you cannot be friends with Viktor. He could never hate anyone for very long but if you so much as litter in his presence, he might have enough anger to give you exceptionally bad luck for the rest of the day. His power is drawn from and invigorated by nature, and people continually disrespect the world around them. It has so much potential, and people are choking it. Now, we’re not talking about cutting down a tree to make a table or building houses or owning a car or eating meat. We’re talking about intentionally starting a forest fire because it seemed funny at the time or throwing your litter into a creek or wasting food at a supermarket because you were too lazy to put it back where you found it. Just try to be considerate to your fellow humans and to the Earth and you and Vik will get along fine

[horrificmemes]

For every ✘ I get, my muse will reveal one thing that frightens, disturbs, or disgusts them.

[feathercorp]

"Are you okay?" //Viktor for Nathan

6. After a near-death experience

Nathaniel managed to save the child from the incoming car, but the mirror brushed slightly against his side. It’s gonna leave a nasty bruise, he knew it. But it could be worse. A few centimeters closer and he’d be dead meat, seeing how fast the car was moving.

Gasping, he looked at Viktor.“Yeah… … Yeah, I’m fine.”

[feathercorp]

witchfromthemountains:

It was a little concerning that the other winced when he relaxed, but he could hope then that the pain was simply muscular. He wouldn’t know until he got the gentleman home and inspected, of course. Though if it seemed especially serious, he would more than likely need to summon a doctor… and it didn’t feel as though the stranger would be okay with that, reluctant as he was to accept Viktor’s help.

Once inside, the wing was revealed, and while it didn’t shock or frighten the witch, he couldn’t help but pause to admire it for a moment. Surely it was metallic, clearly well-groomed and kept.

But he wouldn’t ask about it unless invited. Not today.

“Come; lie down,” he insisted, gently taking Nathan’s wrist. “Let me have a look at you.”

Nathan reluctantly lied down and rolled his shirt up. His torso was badly scarred, he was through worse than a gentle scrape. But the area where he was hit turned red. 

He had a bruised rib, it was obvious. But it didn’t seemed to be broken.

“So… What’s your diagnosis, doc?”

[witchfromthemountains]

Unfazed by the scarring, he felt around the area for any tenderness or swelling. Certainly, the area which had been hit was angry and bruising, and it was hot, but it didn’t seem in a weird shape or bad way.

Not that Viktor was an expert, but he was fairly certain it was just a bump... but one that would hurt for a while.

Smiling wryly at his ‘patient’, he hummed softly. “You’ll live,” he murmured. “I do believe I may have a lotion which will aid the healing process and provide relief for the pain, if you desire it.”