frombloodandink:
Snow was always a bittersweet thing for Niko. So much of his recent life has been spent avoiding it, simply because Lux was not a fan of colder weather. Yet he had spent ages among the drifts that covered his mother country, and even skating upon the thick icy river during the harsh winters. Not all of his memories were fond, and some of them had faded into near none existence.
Which is why he didn’t mind crafting fonder, new memories to carry him through the next few ages to come.
Gloved hands form a loose snowball, meant to gently assault, not injure. Then with the innocent intentions of a youthful boy, Niko launched the projectile – with oddly well placed precision – directly at the back of Cassius’ head. After which he only partially hide behind a snow clad tree for tactical defense.
THE SHADOWS OF MEMORY FADED AWAY AS A SNOWBALL made impact with his head, good and true. for a moment, ire gripped him with such STRENGTH, it might have taken his breath away, had he needed to breathe. ❛ I will not indulge in your childish games, ❜ he called out, even as he leaned down to pluck some snow from the ground. it molded easily in his hands as he stepped behind his own tree for coverage. the other was quiet, his lack of heartbeat forcing cassius to use other means to track. ❛ this is a battle you will not win. ❜
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badbird:
♡ ﹐ @moriquende : liked for a random starter .
❝ excuse me … ❞ her tone is pointed, eyes darting toward the stranger who’s standing on the end of her feather boa. it dawns on her after a moment that she probably wasn’t speaking loud enough considering the volume of the music. another performer was on stage, and birdie’s act had already ended, hence the blood still covering most of her, and her costume. clearing her throat she stepped toward the stranger, “ i said excuse me, “ gripping onto the blood stained pink feathers she gave a firm tug, almost causing herself to tumble backward onto her ass. “ for christ’s sake would you move your damned foot, please! “
STARVATION CARVED A HALLOWNESS IN HIS CHEEKS . he was but a husk of a man, his corpse hidden beneath the illusion of humanity. heartbeats sang a symphony in the room around him, tempting him to taste. he ignored it, as he ignored the insistent tone of the woman beside him. he didn’t even notice he stood upon her boa until she fell. the movement caught the corner of eye and he turned, stepping off the boa and offering his hand. ❛ my apologies miss --- ❜ his head lulled to the side as familiarity struck him. ❛ you are one of the performers, no? ❜
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“A vampire is a creature in love with his own desolation. He grips what he has lost like a shield. In the labyrinths of a castle abandoned by tenderness, you can find him roaming, silent and voluptuous, head lowered, thirsting his unquenchable thirst, tormented by the memory of something that might have never happened… In eternal night, suffering can be a homeland.”
— María Negroni, from Dark Museum (tr. Michelle Gil-Montero)
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SOFT(ish) ANGST PROMPTS
“ i thought you were gone. for good. ”
“ you left and— i thought you weren’t coming back. ”
“ i miss you. i know i’m not supposed to, but. i just had to see you. ”
“ please don’t scare me like that again. i can take a lot of things, but not losing you. ”
“ i can’t even take the very thought of you getting hurt. ”
“ you could’ve gotten yourself killed! you could’ve— fuck! you scared the shit outta me. ”
“ yes. i am telling you what to do. i’m telling you not to pull something like that again because— ‘cause fucking hell. i care about you. okay? ”
“ i found myself driving home and then. well i was on my way here. ‘cause i guess…you’re still my home. ”
“ please, tell me why you’re upset. tell me who did this? ”
“ you don’t have to come over here and take care of me you know. i can clean up my own messes. ”
“ don’t talk. just get the fuck over here and hold me. ”
“ loving you is like having my heart just out in the world. outside of my body walking around. every time i see you hurting, it kills me. ”
“ i made you cry. and i hate myself for that. i swore i wouldn’t be one of the people who left you hurting. ”
“ you really hurt me this time. but i want to let go of that. i really do want to forgive you i’m just scared you’ll hurt me again. ”
“ i know you’re mad at me right now, but i’m the one who’s here. let me be here. let me help. you can be angry later. ”
“ i’m here now. i know i wasn’t before. but i should’ve been. and i’m not going anywhere. i’m not gonna let that happen again. ”
“ it’s time to come home now. ”
“ that’s enough. you’ve got your revenge. let’s go. ”
“ i know you’re hurting. and i can’t fix that. but i can refuse to let you hurt alone. ”
“ i’m never letting go of you. i missed you so fucking much. ”
“ look at me, you’re safe. and you’re not alone. and i’ll never let you be alone again. you understand? ”
“ i broke my promise to you once. i’ll never do it again. ”
“ i don’t need you to go white knighting and fix all this. i just want you here. with me. that will make me feel better. ”
“ just stay still and let me hold you. ”
“ you don’t have to hide your tears. let it out. then we’ll move on, together. ”
“ i just. needed to talk to you ‘cause. somehow you always know what to say. ”
“ don’t bury your feelings. sadness. hurt. rage. feel it. acknowledge it so you can decide what you want to do with it. not what it will do to you. ”
“ i miss your smile. and not that sad one you try to fool everyone with. the real one. the one you used to show me. ”
“ come here. i’m taking care of you tonight. and you’re gonna let me. ”
1) our muses reunite after sender thought receiver was dead.
2) our muses reunite after receiver thought sender was dead.
3) sender shows up at receiver’s house drunk after they’ve broken up.
4) receiver shows up at sender’s house drunk after they’ve broken up.
5) our muses are on bad terms but reunite after one of them nearly dies.
6) sender finds receiver crying and approaches, clearing the tears with their hands while demanding to know what happened.
7) receiver finds sender crying and approaches, clearing the tears with their hands while demanding to know what happened.
8) our muses haven’t been speaking, but sender rushes to take care of receiver after they’ve been injured or fell ill.
9) our muses haven’t been speaking, but receiver rushes to take care of sender after they’ve been injured or fell ill.
10) sender hurt receiver in some way, which led to receiver doing something reckless and sender shows up to stop them/or deal with the aftermath.
11) receiver hurt sender in some way, which led to sender doing something reckless and receiver shows up to stop them/or deal with the aftermath.
12) our muses are in a fight, but cuddle anyway because they don’t like sleeping alone.
13) receiver wakes sender from a nightmare.
14) sender wakes receiver from a nightmare.
15) sender wakes up in the hospital and finds receiver at their side, who is in the same clothes as the day they were admitted because they’ve refused to leave their side.
16) receiver wakes up in the hospital and finds sender at their side, who is in the same clothes as the day they were admitted because they’ve refused to leave their side.
17) our muses are currently on the outs, but receiver goes through something traumatic and sender pushes past their friends to get to them.
18) our muses are currently on the outs, but sender goes through something traumatic and receiver pushes past their friends to get to them.
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❥ 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐕𝐄𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 , 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 .
bitter / aggressive one - liners as taken from the website pinterest .
tw adult themes . customize as you wish !
❛ fight because you don’t know how to die quietly . ❜
❛ i’d rather die on my feet than live on my knees . ❜
❛ i’ll get over it , i just gotta be dramatic first . ❜
❛ you don’t get to be surprised that nobody gives a fuck about you after you’ve worked so hard to alienate the entire world . ❜
❛ i wouldn’t be like this if i knew how to not be like this , okay ? ❜
❛ i had to fight like hell and fighting like hell made me what i am . ❜
❛ i will be brutal . ❜
❛ i don’t want to be soft anymore . i want to be bloody knuckles and glass shards and i want people to be afraid of hurting me . ❜
❛ bring them to their knees . head bowed and fists bleeding — make them repent . ❜
❛ is this what i get for loving a god ? ❜
❛ you’re a weapon ; and weapons don’t weep . ❜
❛ i’ll survive . somehow i always do . ❜
❛ the things that used to make me cry just make my hands shake and my eyes blank . ❜
❛ i’ve begun to understand why god died . ❜
❛ i speak violence . ❜
❛ it’s not my fault i have my father’s eyes . ❜
❛ judge if you want , we are all going to die . i intend to deserve it . ❜
❛ i need to kill you . ❜
❛ i will continue to watch you rot . ❜
❛ i wasn’t born to be soft and quiet . i was born to make the world shatter and shake at my fingertips . ❜
❛ you’re not a nice person , are you ? ❜
❛ when i punched you . that was when i first felt something for you . ❜
❛ if you don’t terrify people a little bit then what’s the point ? ❜
❛ i could tear you apart if i wanted . ❜
❛ do not tell me what i can and cannot do . ❜
❛ i can and i will . watch me . ❜
❛ no one made me . i made me . ❜
❛ take a breath , spit out the blood in your mouth , and get back up on your feet . you still got a couple motherfuckers to prove wrong . ❜
❛ here’s what i know ; i will die only by my own hand . ❜
❛ i’m everything you can’t control . ❜
❛ i am violent , and bitter , and ugly inside and out . ❜
❛ i am being perfectly fucking civil . ❜
❛ goddamn right , you should be scared of me . ❜
❛ you are losing my interest , and that is very dangerous . ❜
❛ if i can still breathe , i’m fine . ❜
❛ i will do what it takes to survive . ❜
❛ if karma doesn’t hit you , i fucking will . ❜
❛ don’t be sorry . i trusted you , my fault not yours . ❜
❛ i wonder if life smokes after it fucks me . ❜
❛ i don’t have to prove shit to you . ❜
❛ i’m not tearing down my walls for anyone again . you want to know what’s inside ? climb . ❜
❛ i am mine . before i am ever anyone else’s . ❜
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one of the most heartbreaking things about cassius’ in game relationship with massoud is that massoud is human and as the campaign goes on, massoud gets older. I can tell that it’s starting to freak cassius out, but cassius upholds a code of honor that he will not turn anyone against their will. even though he’s only 95 years old, other vampires his age have turned several people into vampires, but cassius has yet to turn one. he fears it every time massoud nears death (there’s been a few times in the campaign where massoud was at 1 hp and it got real scary), because he won’t turn massoud unless massoud tells him to, but massoud is the first thing other than his brother that he’s ever loved, and this kind of love is something he guards fiercely. cassius loves hard, in his own little way, once he gets past the fear of being loved. i’m just emotional thinking abt it because i’ve already decided that if massoud dies, cassius will dra/cula from cas/tlevania that shit and burn everything to the ground unless someone kills him. cassius has spent a good part of his human life running, and its why he fights with a sword and a shield. he never wants to be in a situation where he can’t protect the ones he loves ever again. he wants to be the shield that protects those he cares about.
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` @ofspaceandmyths requested a starter !
ANGER CARVED ITSELF A HOME IN HIS EXPRESSION ---- he seethed, the ire blossoming in the curve of his reddened stare. he wanted, a hunger gripping his belly in its merciless grasp. fingers curled as knuckles turned white, and he sipped his wine, hoping to drown out the craving for human blood. instead, it threatened to make him sick, falling to an empty stomach. he ignored it -- he always did. ❛ what are you looking at? ❜ he snapped at her without guilt, his eyes sullen as stared at his wine swirl within the glass.
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killsvamps:
for @moriquende
gen might be a slayer , but even she has her days off .
today is supposed to be one of those days , but it seems life has different plans for the redheaded huntress . she eyes the undead , giving him an up - and - down once - over .
“ okay , yeah . i can’t deal right now . i’ll close my eyes , count to ten , and pretend i never saw you . you can do the running away thing . ” she throws in a sardonic , overly - exaggerated wink for effect .
CASSIUS STOOD HIS GROUND , ARMS MOVING TO CROSS over broad chest. he was a monster in man’s clothing, hidden beneath a glamour so woven together, only those strong willed could see through it. still, he hadn’t fed in a while, his eyes colored with exhaustion, and that in itself made it difficult for him to maintain the illusion. he could feel it scratching the back of his throat, begging for the sweet taste of human essence. there were far more important matters at hand.
❛ what if I promise to be good? ❜ a sigh wrangled in his cheeks, hallowed and low. ❛ sorry, but running isn’t in my nature. ❜
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` @forevermonsters said : "What do you like about being a vampire?" // from petal
❛ WHAT I LIKE ? ❜ CASSIUS SCOFFED , hand brushing back strands of hair that had freed themselves from their tie. he had attempted to make peace with his vampirism long ago but from time to time, when the urge to feed got to be too much, when he indulged, he felt like little more than a MONSTER. ❛ hmm -- perhaps the fact I will get to stay this devilishly handsome forever. ❜ he lied, words snaking past deceptive tongue, but he held her gaze, as if to challenge her to call him on it. ❛ and what about you? ❜
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