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* INHUMAN FEMALE .
𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗𝚎 , [ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦 ] 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 .
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blog’s haunted !! so i’ve moved to a new one . it’s the same url @bloofer , i hope to see you there but if not ? it’s totally cool xx
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either total or very very slow writing hiatus until the 14th when i can get a replacement keyboard bc my computer just shit the bed on a motherboard level
#* [ ❛❛ ] – 𝙾𝙾𝙲 ‚#im annoyed so you could come talk to me on disco bc ofc i got an urge to be productive as soon as i couldn't
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* ( WUTHERING HEIGHTS / SENTENCE PROMPTS.
These may have been edited for clarity or length or to better apply for roleplaying.
❛ He’s more myself than I am. ❜
❛ Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. ❜
❛ If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be. ❜
❛ Be with me always. ❜
❛ I wish I were a girl again, half-savage and hardy, and free. ❜
❛ He couldn’t love as much in eighty years as I could in a day. ❜
❛ May you not rest as long as I am living. ❜
❛ You said I killed you - haunt me then. ❜
❛ I know that ghosts have wandered the earth. ❜
❛ Terror made me cruel. ❜
❛ I have not broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. ❜
❛ She burned too bright for this world. ❜
❛ And this is one: I’m going to tell it - but take care not to smile at any part of it. ❜
❛ I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death. ❜
❛ People feel with their hearts, and since he has destroyed mine, I have not power to feel for him. ❜
❛ You teach me now how cruel you’ve been - cruel and false. ❜
❛ Why did you despise me? ❜
❛ Why did you betray your own heart? ❜
❛ I have to remind myself to breathe – almost to remind my heart to beat! ❜
❛ It was not the thorn bending to the honeysuckles, but the honeysuckles embracing the thorn. ❜
❛ It is hard to forgive. ❜
❛ May she wake in torment! ❜
❛ She’s a liar to the end! ❜
❛ Honest people don’t hide their deeds. ❜
❛ Heaven did not seem to be my home. ❜
❛ A person who has not done one half his day’s work by ten o'clock, runs a chance of leaving the other half undone. ❜
❛ Treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies. ❜
❛ You know that I could as soon forget you as my existence! ❜
❛ I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. ❜
❛ A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself. ❜
❛ Why am I so changed? ❜
❛ Time brought resignation and a melancholy sweeter than common joy. ❜
❛ I’ll be as dirty as I please, and I like to be dirty, and I will be dirty! ❜
❛ I hate him for himself, but despise him for the memories he revives. ❜
❛ I’m tired, tired of being enclosed here. ❜
❛ How cruel, your veins are full of ice-water and mine are boiling. ❜
❛ Existence, after losing her, would be hell ❜
❛ I have lost the faculty of enjoying their destruction, and I am too idle to destroy for nothing. ❜
❛ By this curious turn of disposition I have gained the reputation of deliberate heartlessness. ❜
❛ She was a wild, wicked slip of a girl. ❜
❛ She burned too brightly for this world. ❜
❛ You must forgive me, for I struggled only for you. ❜
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* ❛❛ quartlet – 𝑗𝘩𝑖𝑛 .
who is he to speak so freely of love ? it would be hilarious were it not so haunting. haunting, yes, haunting in all those classical definitions, a cold bruise upon one’s shoulder and a whiff of lavender sprinkled about their hair. barely there but not there. invited but not invited. he plucks at his own words methodically, almost surgically. precision meets elegance and the two are knotted together.
❝ i am always in love, ❞ he sounded near, likely only a heartbeat away. then, he sounded distant ; caught amongst bramble hedges and burnt roses, that single eye peering out from an expanse of carved white bark. behind the creamy drapery of his cloak long, metal fingers curl inward. ❝ even now i can feel it, know it, curse it. i am filled with so much disastrous love and i give it freely. ❞
𝚂𝙷𝙴 𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝙶𝙽𝙾𝚁𝙰𝙽𝚃 𝙰𝚂 𝙰𝙽 𝙴𝙶𝙶 𝙸𝙽 𝚂𝙾 𝙼𝙰𝙽𝚈 𝚆𝙰𝚈𝚂 . lucy had hoped her guiding compass would be enough to steer her from unkind sources but she seems not to see the danger in his eyes . perhaps because she can barely see his eyes !!
jhin is not quite siren , he is something else . perhaps the song bores him after a time and it is why he composes new melodies to play in the background of his horrors . lucy feels the inherent poetry of his words bubble up inside her . like the witches in macbeth , he conjures .
❛❛ 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔮𝔲𝔦𝔱𝔢 𝔠𝔢𝔯𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔫 , 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔫 , 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔯 𝔰𝔦𝔯 , 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔦𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔰𝔬 𝔨𝔢𝔢𝔫𝔩𝔶 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔭𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔣𝔲𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩 ? ❜❜ there is a breath of hesitance in her voice , as it is not in her nature to be so contradictory . but she means it kindly . lucy hopes he will understand . ❛❛ is it not the occupation of loving emotion to make one feel so joyous that they are fit to burst ? please , it appears i am in need of education ... ❜❜
#quartlet#* [ ❛❛ ] – 𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙴 : 𝙿𝚁𝙴 - 𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙽 ‚#lucy vc: UHHHHH isn't love supposed to make you feel good ????????
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* ❛❛ @vikteres – [ 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭 ]
↳ “ 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑠 𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑝 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑡𝑜𝑔𝑒𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑎 𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙 ”
𝚁𝙴𝙳 𝙱𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙳 𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙽𝚂 𝚂𝙾𝙰𝙿𝚈 - 𝙿𝙸𝙽𝙺 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝚄𝙲𝙺𝙴𝚃 𝙾𝙵 𝙱𝙻𝙴𝙰𝙲𝙷 . lucy often wondered why her mother bothered with waitstaff so long ago , and has only just come to miss their particular benefits .
of course , quiet hands are hard to find . doubtless if she entrusted cleaning to a doe - eyed scullery maid her manor house would be torched within the week . people are so afraid of what they do not understand . lucy smiles to herself , like a madwoman . for they have every right to be scared in her case , do they not ?
❛❛ 𝔦 𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔭𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔬 𝔟𝔢 𝔱𝔬𝔦𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 , 𝔫𝔦𝔨𝔩𝔞𝔲𝔰 . ❜❜ she informs him with a well - meant smile and a slosh from the solution in the bucket . wood holds on to stains like her mind does a bad memory .
she hits the floor with a wet smack , sending water flying out in all directions so that it laps at the souls of his shoes . lucy tilts her head back , grinning up at him with too many teeth .
❛❛ considering that the mess is one - half your doing i had hoped you would help me !! even if the thought does bring a laugh to my throat , and you are so very far from dressed for the occasion . ❜❜
lucy cocks a red eyebrow and pointedly pushes the sponge at him .
❛❛ even if i would like a great deal for you to prove me incorrect , as i would not reject aid ... ❜❜
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* ❛❛ ohuntr – 𝑔𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑠 .
“Darlin’ I’m the one to blame.” ˗ˏˋ @bloofer
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𝙷𝙴 𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙺𝚂 𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙾𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝙽 𝙻𝙰𝚂𝚃 𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 . at least the bullet made clean work of his left shoulder , only grazing it enough to sting brutally . it could be worse , lucy imagines . there could be shrapnel .
there could be enough blood to make her salivate but she is not so wild an animal .
❛❛ 𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔰𝔬 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔦𝔩𝔶 𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔬 𝔞𝔡𝔪𝔦𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔣𝔞𝔲𝔩𝔱𝔰 𝔦 𝔴𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔞𝔤𝔯𝔢𝔢 , ❜❜ she begins , with the audacity to smirk at the poor man . ❛❛ but you are , and thus i feel it is only just and right that i dismiss your blame outright . you have suffered enough . ❜❜
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* ❛❛ saintswept – 𝑗𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑛 .
THE LONELY HE WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND . oh , jonathan knows loneliness , is aware of its appeal but the relish its avatars find in it ? he finds it impossible to relate . ( BUT YOU COULD ONCE , COULDN’T YOU ? before another entity took a hold of your soul & the prospect of having nothing to SEE began to pain you horribly ? ) & he does as she asks of him , eye upon eye upon eye staring intently . it is obscene , almost perverse in its very nature but he has not yet learned how to stop . jonathan is but a puppet on his patron’s strings . one day he will know how where to direct his attention , how to look with two eyes & not many . but this is the now & presently , the invitation to look to his heart’s content is akin to a lavish feast . ‘ i believe you , ‘ he says & means it for how could he not ? a sated entity makes a serene avatar & where she gets to experience loneliness under the watcher’s gaze , he gets to look . to catalog . to learn . it’s a beneficial arrangement for all four of them . ‘ it is a kindness of you to let me See you . ‘ the capital letter was audibly in the way he said the word : slight hesitation in the beginning , utter certainty in the end . ‘ thank you . ‘
𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚄𝙽𝙿𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙽𝙴𝚂𝚂 𝚃𝙰𝙺𝙴𝙽 𝙲𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝙾𝙵 , 𝙻𝚄𝙲𝚈 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙻𝚂 𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙴 𝙰𝚃 𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙴 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 . the most primal part of her urges that she run , to abandon this vessel for a lidless eye that feasts upon knowing it exists . but jonathan is not unpleasant , so far as those like him go . lucy considers that she will not find better company .
goodness knows the forsaken will not let her .
❛❛ 𝔡𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩 𝔪𝔲𝔠𝔥 𝔟𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔫𝔬𝔴 ? 𝔬𝔥 , 𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔢 𝔰𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔡𝔬 . 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔦 𝔡𝔬 , 𝔞 𝔤𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔱 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔩 𝔦𝔫 𝔣𝔞𝔠𝔱 – ❜❜ lucy cuts herself off . the tunnel is dark but breathable , airier than she would have expected for catacombs . ❛❛ although i do often wonder if it is for the right reasons !! as i do not think that i relished disobedience so pleasantly when i was – ❜❜
another , sudden pause takes her and her face falls .
❛❛ i would like to know how long you have been watching . surely not as long as i have wandered lonely . at least , i do hope not . for there are times that i forget when my life began to look this way ... ❜❜
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the loved ones who have died throw themselves down on the bank of this ditch to drink the blood and so come to life again ; the dearer they are to you, the more of your blood they drink
independent & selective astarion from baldur’s gate 3 lovingly written by gabby, please read rules before interacting ! thank you.
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* ❛❛ @criedfor – [ 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭 ]
↳ “ 𝑚𝑦 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑜𝑓𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑠 ”
𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝚂𝙷𝙴 𝚃𝙾𝙻𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙼 𝙰𝙱𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁 𝙵𝙾𝙾𝙳 ? lucy smiles her sharp smile , with too many teeth . she is horror and beauty in one body , with one functioning heart .
it would have to function , she rationalizes , to hold so much love for a single soul .
she thought she knew emotion when she drew breath – painting colourful pictures with sweet syllables that never formed meaningful sentences . lucy despises the written word and she could still build paragraphs for them . none of what she could say would fit in the way she intends , it is true , but for them she could try .
as it stands , she only beams at them , and readies a teasing jab .
❛❛ 𝔰𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔩𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 , 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔞𝔦𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔣𝔞𝔯 𝔱𝔬𝔬 𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔫𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔩𝔶 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔳𝔢𝔡 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣 !! ❜❜ she tuts , the sound more cloying than it normally might . lucy is far from upset , she only wants to see love squirm in their annoyance .
they never wait too long . never long enough to be a danger to themselves . but now there is a body that must be disposed of , so lucy leaves it to cool . she shifts forward , shoving love’s dinner out of the way and crawling into their lap .
❛❛ you shall ruin your lovely clothes , you should be very grateful that none of them are mine !! i would be terribly cross with you . ❜❜ another joke and nothing more . how many pretty blouses has she destroyed through carelessness of her own ? ❛❛ ah , you missed a bit . quite a bit ... ❜❜
she begins by taking love’s hand . slowly , watching their eyes she guides it to her lips . the bed of lucy’s tongue tastes honey and the salt of their skin . her eyes close , and she gives a needless sigh .
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* ❛❛ @palevein – [ 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭 ]
↳ “ 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑜𝑓𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑠 ”
𝙷𝙴 𝙸𝚂 𝙰𝙽 𝙴𝙰𝚂𝚈 𝙼𝙰𝙽 𝚃𝙾 𝙵𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝙸𝙽 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 , 𝚂𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙸𝙳 𝙸𝚃 𝙸𝙽 𝙰 𝙳𝙰𝚈 . maybe . it was a day she does not remember , sitting faintly on the edge of another girl’s brain . but the lucy he spent a sliver of time with had red hair . she had blue eyes and a clean smile . she had short , white teeth and warm hands . why not be the same ?
she slipped from i am she to i am they in even less time than it took to fall . lucy blames it on her complicated relationship with her own name . she’s never liked it and astarion did not know if his lucy was originally called lucinda . and it hardly matters .
❛❛ 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔪𝔞𝔶 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢 , 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔪𝔶 𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫 . ❜❜ he is protective of her right to choose . lucy drags her hand up the ivory column of her neck , feeling nothing on her skin but the cool night air .
but there is a sticky wetness that clings to her fingers . blood . she is not horrified , lucy only reaches out as if to take him back in her arms . to hold astarion while he chips at the edge of his sharp thirst . he shakes his head .
after a pause , he takes her hand . she did not mean to retract it and certainly does not now . in fact she shifts closer to the predator on the grass , letting him press his nose to her wrist .
she gives a soft gasp when his lips part and his cold tongue laps up the blood on the tips of her fingers . something between them becomes known without needing to be said . it is all right , keep going . she wraps her other arm around his middle , drawing him nearer to the site of temptation .
❛❛ you may always have more , my dearest . my little star . ❜❜ she smiles .
lucy sits next to the horror , brushes her hands over it and does nothing more than coo in quiet admiration . she feels the press of a fanged canine rubbing gently over the pad of her thumb , and it does not bite down .
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A BLOOD LUST INBOX MEME. TRIGGER WARNING: blood, murder, death, violence. please do not read forward if you are easily squeamish.
( send me ‘ 🔴 ’ to generate a bloody scenario between our muses. feel free to specify a number if you’d like. inspo. )
your muse wiping/licking blood from my muses lips.
my muse wiping/licking blood from your muses lips.
our muses cleaning up blood together from a kill.
my muse applying pressure your muses bleeding wound.
your muse applying pressure to my muses bleeding wound.
our muses stumbling upon a blood trail together.
our muses sharing a kiss that accidentally draws blood.
my/your muse sinking their teeth/fangs into my/your muses neck.
your muse catching my muse drinking blood.
my muse catching your muse drinking blood.
your muse helping my muse clean blood off of them.
my muse helping your muse clean blood off of them.
our muses sleeping together in their victims bloody sheets.
our muses having/sharing a blood bath/shower together.
our muses looking to the sky as it rains blood.
my muse accidentally biting yours too hard, drawing blood.
your muse accidentally biting my muse too hard, drawing blood.
my muse licking blood off your muses finger.
your muse licking blood off my muses finger.
my/your muse pleading for no more blood shed from my/your muse.
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lucy smells like an odd mixture of honey and blood . she washes her hair with honey to help give it shine and nutrients but it’s that faint copper - smell that catches people off - guard . it’s never very strong , just a whiff and people usually chalk it up to her jewelry or hairpins -- but it’s always there .
she almost never goes without a little bit of rose - scented perfume . chanel no . 5 is her favourite when it goes into production , it’s a soft and sensual smell that usually puts people off that ever - present sigh of decay .
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* ❛❛ @pahriahs – [ 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 ]
↳ “ 𝑖’𝑣𝑒 𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝘩𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑟𝑖𝑔𝘩𝑡 . / 𝑗𝑜𝘩𝑛 𝑠 ”
𝙾𝙷 , 𝚂𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙾𝙴𝚂 𝚂𝙾 𝙰𝙳𝙾𝚁𝙴 𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚈 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙿𝙴𝙾𝙿𝙻𝙴 . her mamma would huff and call them gangsters , and not even london gangsters at that – but lucy would never claim to be so quick to judgement . at least , not the sort of judgement that would lead her away from a bit of adventure ...
❛❛ 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔪𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔦 𝔪𝔢𝔞𝔫 𝔞𝔟𝔰𝔬𝔩𝔲𝔱𝔢𝔩𝔶 𝔫𝔬 𝔡𝔦𝔰𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔠𝔱 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔱 , ❜❜ she begins , ❛❛ but i do wonder if even someone silly as me could see that i am not from birmingham – provided i were an outsider !! ❜❜
a little joke at her expense , she doesn’t mind it . she’s too busy tilting her head innocuously , trying to find the right angle to find the razor sewn into the peak of his cap . is it there , she wonders ? has she met a –
❛❛ i considered asking someone for aid but it found it difficult to understand the few people who seemed leisurely enough to stop for me . you must think me a great fool , i am very embarrassed . ❜❜
#pahriahs#* [ ❛❛ ] – 𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙴 : 𝙿𝚁𝙴 - 𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙽 ‚#she's so dumb lkdjfhgjfkd but like#so harmless slkdjf just wants to see a Real Gangster kdfj
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* ❛❛ artemisic – 𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑠 .
young artemis remains in an echo of untamed wilderness . femininity & savagery entwined between her ribs , forever in bloom . moonlight drips off gaunt shoulders , untidy , unruly . her gait puts phantoms and gazelles to shame ; not a crunch , not a creak resonates within the night .
❝ everything is a mess . in here , out there … you are not as misplaced in this world as you may think . ❞
@bloofer ❤’d.
𝚂𝙷𝙴 𝙶𝙻𝙴𝙰𝙼𝚂 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙼𝙾𝙾𝙽𝙻𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 , 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝚂𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙴𝙻𝙾𝙽𝙶𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 . lucy cannot help the pang of jealousy that she feels – she was never asked whether her disposition was more in line with the sun . the night was pushed upon her , forced like a hand at her throat until she yielded to its dark embrace .
but artemis fits . she fits into the coal - black sky and shimmering stars like it has always been a special friend to her .
❛❛ 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔠𝔱 𝔡𝔲𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲 , 𝔪𝔶 𝔩𝔞𝔡𝔶 , 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔞 𝔣𝔞𝔦𝔯 𝔞𝔪𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱 – ❜❜ lucy begins , ❛❛ i did not have very much say in whether i did or did not . i was cut from whole - cloth and fixed to a place that does not in any way suit me . i wish i could be very much like you , i would be a great deal happier i suspect ... ❜❜
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* ❛❛ aleximedicus – 𝑙𝑒𝑤𝑖𝑠 .
@bloofer. / 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙻.
“ were you just spying on me? ”
𝚂𝙿𝚈𝙸𝙽𝙶 ? 𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝙽𝙴𝙵𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙾𝚄𝚂 , 𝙻𝚄𝙲𝚈 𝙽𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙻𝚈 𝚂𝙼𝙸𝙻𝙴𝚂 . she never considered it as such , for it would be dreadfully rude of her to peep without any thought at all for the poor surgeon’s privacy . but it does sound rather thrilling in its own sense , as he is so fond of his secrets .
❛❛ 𝔦 𝔡𝔦𝔡 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔪𝔢𝔞𝔫 𝔱𝔬 𝔭𝔯𝔶 , 𝔬𝔣 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔰𝔢 . 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔰𝔢𝔢𝔪𝔢𝔡 𝔰𝔬 𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔱 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔯𝔲𝔭𝔱 𝔴𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔟𝔢 𝔮𝔲𝔦𝔱𝔢 𝔠𝔯𝔲𝔢𝔩 𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔢𝔡 !! ❜❜
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* ❛❛ @belhaunt – [ 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬 ]
↳ “ ♡ ”
𝙵𝚁𝙸𝙴𝙽𝙳𝚂 . childhood friends / work friends / family friends / recently friends / turning antagonistic / turning into something romantic / stable / falling apart / friendship of need / friendship of circumstance / pen - pals or internet friends / coworkers / partners / other .
↳ okay but how cute would an au where the belmont family was a reputable noble house be ? lucy spying grumpy trevor and christmas parties and whisking him away for dances and storytelling !!
𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴 . childhood sweethearts / newly entered / soulmates / skinny love / unrequited from my muses side / unrequited from your muses side / friends with benefits / awkward / fading / turning toxic / toxic and destructive / other .
↳ ya girl is awkward as fuck with a force - ship phobia so i’m leaving this one alone . it’s not that i don’t see any potential but like if it goes that way ? we’ll talk ig .
𝙵𝙰𝙼𝙸𝙻𝙸𝙰𝙻 𝙱𝙾𝙽𝙳 . sibling bond / older sibling figure to your muse / younger sibling figure to your muse / parental figure to your muse / parental figure to your muse / guardian figure / legal guardian / other .
↳ lucy being a annoying sister type is potentially hilarious to me just because while she’s very earnest and sweet , you know she’s gonna tease him juuust a little for being so set in his ways . the potential is precious !!
𝙴𝙽𝙴𝙼𝙸𝙴𝚂 . dangerous to themselves / dangerous to others / unpredictable / passionate / rivals / petty / developing into a sexual tension / developing into a romantic tension / based off family matters / based off circumstance / based of professional matters / based of misunderstandings or lies / other .
↳ vampire au for trev , mayhaps ? idk i just think it’s neat to picture negative character development and the both of them being awful , bloodthirsty monsters skdjfhg
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