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DOODLES COMPLETE!!! plus a peek at my OC :3
ty to everyone who suggested a doodle and special thanks to @celestial-narwhal and @grislyintentions for the last two
zoom ins of my favorite ones under the cut
#mun art#ok to reblog!#//the dozing general; (JING YUAN)#//moonlit mirror; (DEPICTION)#//there’s cruelty in your divinity / yet how can I not worship you?; (JING YUAN | LUOCHA [celestial-narwhal])#//caught in your web / but who’s the one telling lies?; (JING YUAN | KAFKA [grislyintentions])
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Dawn Ends the Night - Interlude
Aemond Targaryen x FemReader (Dayne)
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Rating: M for Mature (18 + no minors allowed)
Word Count: 3.5K
Warning: All warnings on the Series Masterlist, will update if necessary (Re-iterating, no minors allowed! Thank you)
Chapter Summary: Every morning, at dawn, for the past fortnight you meet Aemond Targaryen. Will today change things for the better between you two?
Notes: Hello everyone!!! I am writing earlier because I had this scene in my head that I could not fit into a regular plot-driven chapter because it was so long. So instead I turned it into a little interlude between chapters 4 and 5. It focuses on our favourite couple and if you have a thing for the whole regency "OMG THEY GRAZE EACH OTHER!" You will like that one. Its a bit angsty but with loads of fluff at the end. Hope you like it and like always LMK what you all think!
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At Dawn
In Starfall, you had been a ghost, haunting its ancient halls. You cherished the late hours, those quiet moments under the cover of darkness where the sky was a canvas of stars. To you, each star was not just a celestial spark but a guardian soul, a sentinel silently watching over the world from the heavens – you imagined they were looking after you when you needed them the most. This nightly ritual, however, came at a cost — mornings often found you rising late, the consequence of surrendering to the tranquil embrace of moonlit solitude.
In King's Landing, the luxuries of being a ghost were behind you. Now, well before the first golden rays of sunlight peeked over the horizon, with the dawn barely painting the sky in hues of timid pink and soft orange, Prince Aemond would be at your door ready to eat his morning meal in your company.
Yawning, you gathered your hair, weaving it into a simple yet elegant half-up, half-down style. It framed your face in a way you found particularly becoming. But these early hours beckoned for self-sufficiency as you didn’t wish to disturb your handmaiden at such a time. Thus, you had grown accustomed to readying yourself alone in the quiet of dawn, opting for dresses that required no assistance to don. Today, you chose one of your favorites, a dress perhaps a tad too short by King’s Landing standards, ending mid-calf. Its design was a mixture of airy fabrics and light silks that embraced your form in a flattering caress, and its deep blue hue complemented your complexion beautifully.
Gently, you pressed your fingers to your cheeks, coaxing a rosy flush to the surface. Despite the early hour, it was important to you to look and feel your best. Right on schedule, the familiar, soft knocking at the door signaled his arrival, accompanied by a gentle, "My lady," floating through the wood. A smile spread across your face at the sound. Each dawn spent with Aemond only deepened your desire to spend more time in his company. To learn all you could about this dragonrider, this will-be husband.
You gave yourself a final glance in the mirror before sauntering towards the door. With a playful lilt in your voice, you called out, "And who might be serenading my door at this ungodly hour?"
From the other side came Aemond's mock-serious reply, "My lady, should there be another suitor at your door at this time, I fear I must step in to defend my betrothed honor. A fight to the death perhaps?"
Your laughter rang out, rich and unrestrained, as you swung the door open. Leaning casually against the frame, hand perched on your hip, you greeted him teasingly, "Ah, what a sight – A fierce dragon graces my doorstep."
Aemond rolled his eye, the man teetering between amusement and exasperation, before offering a polite bow of his head. Over his shoulder, you caught sight of Perros, his expression a perfect study in stoic disapproval. Ever since these dawn meetings with Aemond had become a routine, Perros had appointed himself your unofficial chaperone. Chaperoning had never been a tested custom of Dornish culture, but due to his protective nature, Perros had still not warmed up one bit to the idea of the betrothal, even after a fortnight under the Targaryen royal roof and he was looking for anything to hold against Aemond.
You stepped aside, allowing room for Aemond and Perros to enter. Perros, ever the vigilant guardian, promptly made his way to his usual spot in the corner. There, he brooded, his gaze sharp and watchful, tracking every interaction between you and Aemond with hawk-like intensity.
You recalled a morning some days ago when Aemond, in a rare moment of clumsiness, had spilled some jam on your sleeve. His instinctive move to dab it away had provoked an instantaneous reaction from Perros, who leapt to his feet, his voice laced with protective fervor as he reprimanded you both for the supposedly improper contact. The moment had ended with you and Aemond awkwardly distancing yourselves, while Perros took up a stern post at your table on the small balcony, arms crossed in silent disapproval. Aemond had sported a look of utter vexation, his face tinged with a hint of pink, huffing, while you couldn't help but shoot a glare at Perros for his overzealous protectiveness.
You led Aemond to the quaint table on the balcony, its surface crowded with an assortment of dishes. Your taste buds, having grown accustomed to the vibrant spices and flavors of Dorne, found the typical Westerosi cuisine rather uninspiring. Consequently, you had developed a preference for simpler fare – delicate cakes accompanied by soft Vale cheese and a sweet red-berry jam from the Reach, as you could not stomach anything else. If you were to live here, you would need to have a cook brought from Sunspear, you thought.
As you both settled into your seats, a serene quietude enveloped the balcony. The early morning light cast a soft glow on Aemond, accentuating his regal features and rendering him even more striking than usual. You caught yourself momentarily captivated by his appearance and quickly composed yourself. It wouldn't do to let on just how much your betrothed affected you.
"I trust you had a restful night, Prince Aemond?" you inquired softly, putting some berries on your plate.
"Fairly restful," Aemond replied, spreading cheese over a slice of bread. "However, I was somewhat vexed last night. I had intended to read 'The History of Dragon Anatomy' from the library, only to find it had already been taken out. The Maester there mentioned a young lady had taken it just after dinner. Curious, since I had expressed my interest in that very book earlier in the day, to that same lady."
You glanced at him coyly. "How frustrating for you. Perhaps this lady simply wished to delve into subjects that intrigue you, my prince."
Aemond let out a thoughtful hum, carefully layering jam on another slice of bread before placing it on your plate. "And..." he prompted.
"And what, my prince?" you asked, feigning innocence.
"Did you find the book to your liking?" Aemond's tone was casual, but his eye held a playful glint as he took a bite of his cheesy bread.
Your gaze lingered on Aemond as he swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing quite attractively. The sight inexplicably left your own throat feeling parched.
"The book was quite fascinating," you commented, "Particularly the chapter on dragon scales and their resistance to various metals. In Dorne, we don't have many resources on dragons, so it was a nice change of literature."
Aemond let out a soft scoff. "I imagine not. It would not be wise to provide our enemies with knowledge about how to defeat our dragons. Some would probably say it would be insanity"
Your eyebrows drew together in a frown. "Enemies?"
Aemond paused, meeting your gaze with a hint of uncertainty. "Old enemies, perhaps. You must understand the strategic folly in sharing dragon lore with those who have historically sought to bring them down. Our betrothal itself hinges on the long-standing enmity between Dorne and Targaryen’s dragons."
You bristled at his words. "Perhaps if dragons were not made to attack and lay claim to our lands, the sentiment towards them in Dorne would be different!"
Aemond's eye narrowed, a defensive edge creeping into his voice. "House Targaryen united Westeros by right of conquest. We are neither thieves nor invaders."
"Right of conquest?" you echoed incredulously. "Dorne was never conquered. Your ancestors never succeeded in bringing Dorne under their rule!"
Breakfast now lay neglected as you both locked gazes, each unwilling to yield, to be the first to lower the proverbial banner.
Aemond broke the silence with a measured tone, "Well, here you are now, in King's Landing. So, perhaps the past should remain just that."
Your response was edged with a hint of bitterness. "There's no need to remind me of my place here, Prince Aemond. Your views on my people, and by extension on me, seem quite clear. It must be such a burden to align your esteemed dragon lineage with mine.”
Aemond's eye flickered slightly, a shadow of discomfort crossing his face. "You exaggerate, my lady. I did not imply any such thing."
"Of course, my apologies," you replied, the sharpness in your voice unmistakable. Gathering his plate, you stacked it atop yours, a clear signal of the meal's end. "I trust your breakfast was satisfactory, Prince Aemond. However, I need to prepare for the day. I promised your sister I would meet with her."
Aemond seemed momentarily taken aback, his composed facade faltering. "But we've only just begun, and you've yet to enjoy your favorite jam. Why leave so abruptly?"
"I wouldn't want to impose any longer," you said, your tone firm yet polite. "It might be best for you to leave now Prince Aemond."
A thick silence enveloped the room, heavy with unvoiced sentiments. Prince Aemond, his jaw set in a firm line, rose abruptly from his seat. His movements were rigid, each step resonating with barely restrained anger as he made his way to the door. Upon reaching the threshold, he paused, turning to face you with a stiff, formal inclination of his head. "My lady," he uttered, his voice a strained whisper of formality. Then, with a swift motion, he opened the door and exited, the slam echoing with a finality that reverberated through the room. The resounding closure seemed loud enough to stir the entire wing, making you flinch.
Seated alone at the table, you gazed out towards the horizon, where the sun had begun to cast a golden glow over the morning sky. A heavy sigh escaped your lips as you leaned forward, resting your head on your crossed arms atop the table. A soft groan of frustration echoed the turmoil within.
Had you overreacted? Aemond's words about Dorne's historical enmity with the Targaryens weren't unfounded, but his tone, dismissive and tinged with superiority, had struck a nerve. Your Dornish pride, a deep-rooted part of your identity, felt belittled in his presence. It was as if he had trampled upon the history and struggles of your people, reducing them to mere irritants in the grand Targaryen narrative.
Perhaps your reaction had been too impulsive, or maybe your expectations of Aemond were too lofty. The romantic notions you’d harbored, fueled by the tales and books you’d devored in Starfall, seemed naive now in the harsh light of the morning. Yet, Aemond’s daily visits, those moments that had started to become a cherished routine, suggested that maybe there was something more. Had you misconstrued his intentions, read too much into what was merely a princely obligation? The very thought of it twisted in your chest. You were confused and could feel a strange feeling of longing coiling deep within your stomach.
"My lady?" The concern in Perros's voice pulled you from your introspective reverie.
"Mmm?" you hummed, your voice muffled against your arms, still not lifting your head.
"Are you well, my lady?" He inquired gently, worry edging in his tone.
"You must be feeling vindicated," you said, lifting your head to meet Perros's gaze, your laughter tinged with a hint of bitterness. "It seems Prince Aemond has made his views about me quite clear."
Perros regarded you with a steady, thoughtful look. "I've never been fond of him, true. He's too princely, too arrogant. He's not worthy of you," he admitted, and you couldn't help but let out a small, teary chuckle.
"I guess now is the perfect time for your 'I told you so,'" you remarked wryly.
"But," Perros cut in, his tone shifting, "I can't ignore how he looks at you. From the very first day we arrived, he's been drawn to you like a moth to a flame. It's like you're the Maiden reborn in his eyes. And..” Perros took a breath for effect, "I suppose I might have judge the prince too harshly too... I was not to tell you, but Prince Aemond has been joining Davos and me during our training sessions in the yard.”
"He has?" You exclaimed, turning to face Perros - The image of Aemond, a prince of the realm, spending his time with little davos was a stark contrast to the man you had argued with only moments ago.
"Yes," Perros nodded. "He's been taking time to teach Davos the basics of swordplay. You should see the boy's face light up. The prince has a way with him, showing patience I didn't think possible. It's as if he sees something of himself in Davos. The lad's been boasting about it to anyone who'll listen, his chest puffed up with pride. Keep saying it’ll go to his head, but the lad is excited, the prince even said he’d show him that great beast of his. "
A thoughtful frown creased your forehead. "But why keep it a secret? Why didn't Aemond mention it? Why didn't Davos?"
Perros shrugged slightly, a faint smile touching his lips. "I suspect the prince isn't doing it for praise or recognition. Maybe he just wanted to help, to do something good without any fanfare. It's not something I expected from him, but with all my years, I’ve learned that people, even princes, can stil surprise us."
As you pondered his words, Perros placed a reassuring hand on your shoulder, his touch grounding. "Speak with him, my lady," Perros advised gently, his voice carrying a wisdom born of years. "Whether he's a princely dragon or not, it's always better to clear the air, especially with matters of the heart.”
You offered a small, contemplative smile. "Perhaps you're right, Perros. I might just do that."
Just then, a series of knocks echoed at the door, you released a weary sigh, wondering aloud, "Do you think that the noise might have woken up mother?"
Perros straightened, ready to take action. "Shall I see who it is, my lady?"
"No, no, it's alright," you quickly responded, waving a hand dismissively. "It's probably mother, or Gerris and Davos. They have this habit of barging into my room to start their day. They find it amusing, I suppose."
But as you opened the door, it was neither your mother, nor Gerris, nor Davos – Standing before you was Aemond. His usually neatly styled hair was slightly disheveled, as if he had been anxiously running his fingers through it, and his solitary eye, usually so sharp and focused, now held a wild, almost frantic quality as he gazed at you
Finally breaking the silence, you found your voice ; “Prince Aemond?”
You were momentarily caught off guard as Aemond pulled you into his arms, his embrace firm yet cautious, tentative as though he was handling something precious and fragile. His body, usually so rigid and imposing, now enveloped you with a breath-stealing, protective warmth, contrasting sharply with the slightness of your own form.
His face buried in your hair, Aemond seemed to be seeking a sort of solace, his breath slow and deep. You could feel the slight quiver in his chest and for a moment, you stood there, unsure, your body rigid in his embrace. But as he inhaled, as if drawing strength from your presence, you felt a surge of want wash over you.
Tentatively, your arms wound around his back, your touch light, almost hesitant. The contours of his body under your fingers felt like the unyielding walls of a fortress, yet there was a tenderness in his hold that belied his outward appearance. The sensation of his breath warming the nape of your neck sent a shiver down your spine, and his voice, thick with emotion, resonated against your soft skin. "I am sorry for my words, my lady. They were careless and unkind," he murmured, his tone laced with a rare vulnerability. "Please, I am sorry. I ask for your forgiveness, but more than that, I beg you, do not shut me out. Not when I feel like I have only begun to know you."
His grip tightened ever so slightly, as if fearing you might slip away, his voice a soft whisper against your hair. "You have every right to turn away from me, yet I find myself selfishly hoping you will not. In you, I've seen a kindness, a strength that I have longed for. Please, my lady, grant me the chance to prove that I am more than my harsh words and hasty judgments."
Nestling closer into his hold, you felt a wave of understanding wash over you. "Perhaps I, too, was quick to judge," you admitted softly. "Your words, though harsh, weren't entirely unfounded. Our kingdoms have been locked in conflict for so long, and both have suffered greatly. It's just that..." You paused, taking a deep breath, grappling with the words that lay heavy on your heart. "I understand the reasons for our union – duty, family, the realm, the crown. But still..." Your voice trailed off, laden with unspoken hopes and fears.
Aemond gently lifted his head from yours, their foreheads meeting in a tender, earnest touch. For the first time since your encounter, you were close, close enough to see the subtle hues in his remaining eye, close enough to feel the warmth of his breath mingling with yours. "I too wish for more, my lady, more than you could possibly imagine," he confessed, his voice a soft echo of your own longing.
A timid smile touched your lips, a flicker of the young woman who once dreamt under the stars, the girl who laughed freely. "Back in Starfall, they used to say I was like a ghost. After Gerris was announced as the future lord, I lost a part of myself. I never thought I'd find that girl again – the one who could marvel at the stars, who loved to read and laugh without care." Your smile grew, a hint of old joy resurfacing. "But with you, Aemond... when I'm with you, I feel as if... as if I'm finding her again."
Aemond's smile, a rare and genuine thing, mirrored your own. "And I," he confessed, "feel something I feared was long lost in me too."
Perros's conspicuous throat-clearing echoed in the room, startling both of you into stepping apart, faces flushed with the sudden intensity of the moment. You shot Perros a glare, one that he met with a raised eyebrow and a look that managed to be both unimpressed and protective.
Aemond, regaining his composure with a soft cough, glanced toward the door. "I must take my leave, my lady. Ser Criston awaits me in the training yard, and I dare not keep my sister from you company as she probably awaits you for her early morning beetle hunt," he said.
Your smile returned, a gentle curve of lips that hinted at the warmth you felt inside. "Of course, my prince. Dawn tomorrow then?"
Aemond hesitated, an unusual shyness in his demeanor as he paused at the door. "Actually, I was wondering if I might join you in the afternoon? You spend time with your brother and Davos then, right?"
"Oh, you needn't trouble yourself. Heleana usually takes the twins along, and we all enjoy the gardens together," you explained.
He hummed thoughtfully. "Nevertheless, I would like to be there. To spend time with those you care about."
A genuine smile graced your face. "Then after midday it is."
As Aemond began to exit, he paused once more, turning slightly toward you. "And perhaps after dinner, I could meet you in the library? I could show you more books about dragons. I read them all as a child."
Your smile deepened, warmth spreading through you at the thought. "I would be delighted to receive literary recommendations from the realm's most renowned dragon rider."
Aemond's response was a shy smile, a faint blush coloring his cheeks. He nodded silently, a gesture that spoke volumes of his growing affection, before finally stepping out of the room.
Left in the quiet room, you felt an unfamiliar sensation, a fluttering lightness in your chest, like a bird cautiously testing its wings after a long confinemen. With a dreamy smile lingered on your lips, you turned to face Perros, who stood near the small table, you caught the hint of a teasing smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. His eyes held a mix of amusement and something softer that you had trouble deciphering, perhaps a reluctant acceptance of the scene he had just witnessed.
With a mock groan, you raised your hand, preempting any comments he might have. "Do not say anything, Perros."
His smile broadened, but he raised his hands in mock surrender. "I wouldn't dream of it, my lady," he replied teasingly.
Shaking your head with a mix of exasperation and fondness, you moved past Perros towards the door. "I have a busy day ahead," you remarked, "And it seems I now have plans for after dinner as well."
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Deter Week 2024 Roundup Post!
First of all, I just want to say THANK YOU so, so much for everyone who participated in and otherwise supported Deter Week. I appreciate y'all SO much. Now, on to the good stuff: a recap of everything that was created for Deter Week 2024! If you weren't able to finish 'on-time' (I say this because there's no such thing) I will still reblog your stuff if it comes up and add on here!
Day One (Role Reversal/What Could Have Been)
Moonlit Bonds by The_other_boy
Stasis by @whimsicalmeerkat
the steel of my will (as your heart beats through my chest) by @lavender-lotion
before something breaks that cannot be fixed by @lucky-bishop
Day Two (Challenge/No One)
No. by @whimsicalmeerkat
Lemon Challenge by The_other_boy
the weight of my sins by @lavender-lotion
Day Three (Time Fuckery/All I Wanted)
Second Chance by The_other_boy
on hearts that hoard their bright, hard pain by @lavender-lotion (also for day four: mirrors/reflection)
Day Four (Mirrors/Reflection/Rolling in the Deep)
as through a glass darkly by @whimsicalmeerkat
Reflections by The_other_boy
Day Five (Opposites/Easier than Lying)
Looking Forward by The_other_boy
Souled Out by @hddnone (also for day 6: creatures)
Day Six (Creatures/I'm Your Man)
Life is fleeting by The_other_boy
like a god, like a man by @lucky-bishop
Day Seven (Freedom/Die For You)
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A Stolen Kiss
Under the moonlit sky, amidst the whispers of the wind, the hero and the formidable antagonist found themselves locked in a captivating confrontation. Tension crackled in the air as they stood face-to-face, their eyes locked in a fierce battle of wills.
The hero, known for their confident demeanor and quick wit, felt a strange pull towards the villain. There was an undeniable chemistry between them, an unspoken connection that neither could ignore. As the hero moved closer, their heart pounded in anticipation, unsure of the villain's reaction.
The villain, who had always exuded an air of self-assurance and determination, felt an unfamiliar flutter in their chest. They tried to maintain their composure, their defenses, but in that moment, vulnerability washed over them. As the hero's presence drew nearer, their heart raced, their breath hitching ever so slightly.
In a sudden surge of emotion, their eyes met once more, and their gazes softened, mirroring the unspoken understanding between them. Time seemed to stand still as the hero's hand gently cupped the villain's cheek, the touch sending shivers down their spine.
With a mixture of trepidation and longing, the villain leaned in, their lips hovering just centimeters apart. Their eyes fluttered shut, nerves and anticipation intertwining. And then, with the gentlest of pressures, their lips met in a tender, breathtaking kiss.
In that fleeting moment, all pretenses melted away. The hero and the villain felt a shared vulnerability, a profound connection that transcended their opposing roles. It was a kiss filled with surprises, with the unexpected tenderness that only a first kiss could hold.
As their lips parted, the hero and the villain stood there, stunned, their hearts pounding in their chests. It was a profound and transformative experience, one that left them both questioning the boundaries of their rivalry.
In that single kiss, the hero and the villain discovered that beneath their bravado and cunning, they were two souls entangled in a complex dance of emotions. It was a moment that would forever change their perceptions, weaving a new chapter in their tumultuous tale of love and redemption.
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LOVE TROPES : GOTHIC LITERATURE EDITION
italic for things that sometimes apply, bold for things that always apply and strike out what never applies. DO NOT REBLOG ; COPY AND PASTE ON A NEW POST
CARMILLA. giant featherbeds. tightening a corset. moonlit walks. killing for love. cruelty for the sake of love. love is always selfish. romantic tragedy. love to the brink of destruction. nighttime rendezvous. bloody kisses on soft skin. death was the maiden. a very strange agony. claimed by the supernatural. dreaming about your lover. sympathy for the devil. loving me to death. candlesticks lighting up the palm of your hand. a passion that wearies you. killing the one you love.
PHANTOM OF THE OPERA. a single red rose laid out to be found. sensual voices singing them to sleep. a familiar shadow attending every recital. love waits on the rooftop in the night. two soulmates holding hands. walking down long corridors. retrieving something lost. devoting one’s craft to them. making them your muse. the horror was for love. painted faces on parade. gentle touches in the dark. revealing your darkest secrets. beauty and the beast. writing messages on the mirror. kindness conquers all. letting your lover go. love never dies.
JANE EYRE. loving the escape. an impassioned affair. being consumed by love. meeting your soulmate. lace and silk. thirsting for the perfect romance. marrying for passion. losing yourself in the face of your lover. wedding veils and bouquets of pink roses. maddened by love. finding warmth in the cold. calling out for your love. starting at the bottom. the fire cleanses all. hiding your passion. your love will destroy me / my love will destroy you.
THE PICTURE OF DORIAN GRAY. painting a portrait or sketching the face of someone you love. meeting in secret. visions of your lover dying. clutching a lovers clothes to your chest. love so consuming you kill them. protecting their innocence at all costs. betrayal. polyamory. devotion. flowers for the one you love. remembering the name of your first love. jealousy when you see them with someone else. love so consuming you die for it. visiting the place where you saw them the first time
THE COUNT OF MONTE CRISTO. letters to your lover. marrying for love. these bars can’t keep me from you. motivated by love. an avenging angel. scorching jealousy. love reborn. devoted to memory. it was all for you. going your separate ways. commit murder for me. an unstoppable hunger. death comes for us all. the strongest love eventually grows apart.
DRACULA. the holiest love. girls love wolves. the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb. violence is passion. red lips, sharp teeth. love letters in a diary. unrelenting support. getting lost in the woods. coming home to you. walking backwards into hell. vengeance for my love. even death won’t stop me. we can live forever. love is an open wound. too much love to give. bestowing your favor. a never-ending thirst. beauty even in death. ravenous desire. if only death had a heart to give. a mercy killing. these violent delights have violent ends.
FRANKENSTEIN. childhood friends to lovers. they were something out of a dream. arranged marriages. learning to love. was it all really worth it? our guilt can know no bounds. vengeance, my love. dismembered body parts. my beating heart in your open palm. your death destroys me. adam and eve. crossing the mountains. an antagonist in mourning. paradise lost. the loss of innocence. abandoning your dream. the tempest on the horizon. humans are the real monsters. my love is wiser than my hate.
#╰ * . ♱ ⸺ 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐚𝐢𝐧 . ooc#once again i am sad#╰ * . ♱ ⸺ 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 . about
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your muse’s love tropes : gothic literature edition .
bold for things that always apply . italic for things that sometimes apply . & strike out what never applies . do not reblog ; copy and paste on a new post .
carmilla : giant featherbeds . tightening a corset . moonlit walks . killing for love . cruelty for the sake of love . love is always selfish . romantic tragedy . love to the brink of destruction . nighttime rendezvous . bloody kisses on soft skin . death was the maiden . a very strange agony . claimed by the supernatural . dreaming about your lover . sympathy for the devil . loving me to death . candlesticks lighting up the palm of your hand . a passion that wearies you . killing the one you love .
phantom of the opera : a single red rose laid out to be found . sensual voices singing them to sleep . a familiar shadow attending every recital . love waits on the rooftop in the night . two soulmates holding hands . walking down long corridors . retrieving something lost . devoting one’s craft to them . making them your muse . the horror was for love . painted faces on parade . gentle touches in the dark . revealing your darkest secrets . beauty & the beast . writing messages on the mirror . kindness conquers all . letting your lover go . love never dies .
jane eyre : loving the escape . an impassioned affair . being consumed by love . meeting your soulmate . lace & silk . thirsting for the perfect romance . marrying for passion . losing yourself in the face of your lover . wedding veils & bouquets of pink roses . maddened by love . finding warmth in the cold . calling out for your love . starting at the bottom . the fire cleanses all . hiding your passion . your love will destroy me / my love will destroy you .
the picture of dorian gray : painting a portrait or sketching the face of someone you love . meeting in secret . visions of your lover dying . clutching a lovers clothes to your chest . love so consuming you kill them . protecting their innocence at all costs . betrayal . polyamory . devotion . flowers for the ones you love . remembering the name of your first love . jealousy when you see them with someone else . love so consuming you die for it . visiting the place where you saw them the first time .
the count of monte cristo : letters to your lover . marrying for love . these bars can’t keep me from you . motivated by love . an avenging angel . scorching jealousy . love reborn . devoted to memory . it was all for you . going your separate ways . commit murder for me . an unstoppable hunger . death comes for us all . the strongest love eventually grows apart .
dracula : the holiest love . girls love wolves . the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb . violence is passion . red lips , sharp teeth . love letters in a diary . unrelenting support . getting lost in the woods . coming home to you . walking backwards into hell . vengeance for my love . even death won’t stop me . we can live forever . love is an open wound . too much love to give . bestowing your favor . a never - ending thirst . beauty even in death . ravenous desire . if only death had a heart to give . a mercy killing . these violent delights have violent ends .
frankenstein : childhood friends to lovers . they were something out of a dream . arranged marriages . learning to love . was it all really worth it ? . our guilt can know no bounds . vengeance , my love . dismembered body parts . my beating heart in your open palm . your death destroys me . adam & eve crossing the mountains . an antagonist in mourning . paradise lost . the loss of innocence . abandoning your dream . the tempest on the horizon . humans are the real monsters . my love is wiser than my hate .
tagged by : @nikleus 👹
tagging : @forbaes , @jupitcr ( enzo or dawson ) , @adoredycu ( katherine or cassie ) , @violentend , @spxtr ( marc ) , @dinguses ( daisy ) , @trihrid , @gilmor , @literarist , @hcrrngton , @whccler , @reivontulet , @harrspray , @shesdaylight , @4puffs , @beingstories ( meggie ) , @perfaede , @enternecers ( carla or katherine ) , @loetise , @covaci & YOU !
#❛ ⋄ * 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐅𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐄. › aesthetic.#❛ ⋄ * 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐅𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐄. › introspection.#❛ ⋄ * 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐅𝐔𝐍. › dash games.
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Your muse’s love tropes : gothic literature edition
bold for things that always apply . italic for things that sometimes apply . & strike out what never applies . do not reblog ; copy and paste on a new post .
carmilla : giant featherbeds . tightening a corset . moonlit walks . killing for love . cruelty for the sake of love . love is always selfish . romantic tragedy . love to the brink of destruction . nighttime rendezvous . bloody kisses on soft skin . death was the maiden . a very strange agony . claimed by the supernatural . dreaming about your lover. sympathy for the devil . loving me to death . candlesticks lighting up the palm of your hand . a passion that wearies you . killing the one you love .
phantom of the opera : a single red rose laid out to be found . sensual voices singing them to sleep . a familiar shadow attending every recital. love waits on the rooftop in the night. two soulmates holding hands . walking down long corridors . retrieving something lost . devoting one’s craft to them . making them your muse . the horror was for love . painted faces on parade . gentle touches in the dark . revealing your darkest secrets . beauty & the beast . writing messages on the mirror . kindness conquers all . letting your lover go . love never dies .
jane eyre : loving the escape . an impassioned affair . being consumed by love . meeting your soulmate . lace & silk . thirsting for the perfect romance . marrying for passion . losing yourself in the face of your lover . wedding veils & bouquets of pink roses . maddened by love . finding warmth in the cold . calling out for your love . starting at the bottom . the fire cleanses all . hiding your passion . your love will destroy me / my love will destroy you .
the picture of dorian gray : painting a portrait or sketching the face of someone you love . meeting in secret . visions of your lover dying . clutching a lovers clothes to your chest . love so consuming you kill them . protecting their innocence at all costs . betrayal . polyamory . devotion . flowers for the ones you love .remembering the name of your first love .jealousy when you see them with someone else . love so consuming you die for it . visiting the place where you saw them the first time .
the count of monte cristo : letters to your lover . marrying for love . these bars can’t keep me from you . motivated by love . an avenging angel . scorching jealousy . love reborn . devoted to memory . it was all for you . going your separate ways . commit murder for me . an unstoppable hunger . death comes for us all . the strongest love eventually grows apart .
dracula : the holiest love . girls love wolves . the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb . violence is passion . red lips , sharp teeth . love letters in a diary . unrelenting support . getting lost in the woods . coming home to you . walking backwards into hell. vengeance for my love . even death won’t stop me . we can live forever . love is an open wound . too much love to give . bestowing your favor . a never - ending thirst . beauty even in death . ravenous desire . if only death had a heart to give . a mercy killing . these violent delights have violent ends .
frankenstein : childhood friends to lovers . they were something out of a dream. arranged marriages .learning to love . was it all really worth it ? . our guilt can know no bounds . vengeance , my love . dismembered body parts . my beating heart in your open palm . your death destroys me . adam & eve crossing the mountains . an antagonist in mourning . paradise lost . the loss of innocence . abandoning your dream . the tempest on the horizon . humans are the real monsters . my love is wiser than my hate .
Tagging: @algedonict , @mxdernlxver , @bornfornothin , @freakhunt , @honeyhcarted ; and anyone else who’d like to! 🖤🌻✨
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your muse’s love tropes : gothic literature edition .
bold for things that always apply . italic for things that sometimes apply . & strike out what never applies . do not reblog ; copy and paste on a new post .
carmilla : giant featherbeds . tightening a corset . moonlit walks . killing for love . cruelty for the sake of love . love is always selfish . romantic tragedy . love to the brink of destruction . nighttime rendezvous . bloody kisses on soft skin . death was the maiden . a very strange agony . claimed by the supernatural . dreaming about your lover . sympathy for the devil . loving me to death . candlesticks lighting up the palm of your hand . a passion that wearies you . killing the one you love .
phantom of the opera : a single red rose laid out to be found . sensual voices singing them to sleep . a familiar shadow attending every recital . love waits on the rooftop in the night . two soulmates holding hands . walking down long corridors . retrieving something lost . devoting one’s craft to them . making them your muse . the horror was for love . painted faces on parade . gentle touches in the dark . revealing your darkest secrets . beauty & the beast . writing messages on the mirror . kindness conquers all . letting your lover go . love never dies .
jane eyre : loving the escape . an impassioned affair . being consumed by love . meeting your soulmate . lace & silk . thirsting for the perfect romance . marrying for passion . losing yourself in the face of your lover . wedding veils & bouquets of pink roses . maddened by love . finding warmth in the cold . calling out for your love . starting at the bottom . the fire cleanses all . hiding your passion . your love will destroy me / my love will destroy you .
the picture of dorian gray : painting a portrait or sketching the face of someone you love . meeting in secret . visions of your lover dying . clutching a lovers clothes to your chest . love so consuming you kill them . protecting their innocence at all costs . betrayal . polyamory . devotion . flowers for the ones you love . remembering the name of your first love . jealousy when you see them with someone else . love so consuming you die for it . visiting the place where you saw them the first time .
the count of monte cristo : letters to your lover . marrying for love . these bars can’t keep me from you . motivated by love. an avenging angel . scorching jealousy . love reborn . devoted to memory . it was all for you . going your separate ways . commit murder for me . an unstoppable hunger . death comes for us all . the strongest love eventually grows apart .
dracula : the holiest love . girls love wolves . the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb . violence is passion . red lips , sharp teeth . love letters in a diary . unrelenting support . getting lost in the woods . coming home to you . walking backwards into hell . vengeance for my love . even death won’t stop me . we can live forever . love is an open wound . too much love to give . bestowing your favor . a never - ending thirst . beauty even in death . ravenous desire . if only death had a heart to give . a mercy killing . these violent delights have violent ends .
frankenstein : childhood friends to lovers . they were something out of a dream . arranged marriages . learning to love . was it all really worth it ? . our guilt can know no bounds . vengeance , my love . dismembered body parts . my beating heart in your open palm . your death destroys me . adam & eve crossing the mountains . an antagonist in mourning . paradise lost . the loss of innocence . abandoning your dream . the tempest on the horizon . humans are the real monsters . my love is wiser than my hate .
tagged by : @tweeds-rp-hub (thank you!!)
tagging : @pompedia @alexandriteobscura, @lentlilly @amourise
#luluco stud :{ we're getting stupider in jupiter#i did not expect luluco to vibe so much with gothic literature
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your muse’s love tropes : gothic literature edition .
bold for things that always apply . italic for things that sometimes apply . & strike out what never applies . do not reblog ; copy and paste on a new post .
carmilla : giant featherbeds . tightening a corset . moonlit walks . killing for love . cruelty for the sake of love . love is always selfish . romantic tragedy . love to the brink of destruction . nighttime rendezvous . bloody kisses on soft skin . death was the maiden . a very strange agony . claimed by the supernatural . dreaming about your lover . sympathy for the devil . loving me to death . candlesticks lighting up the palm of your hand . a passion that wearies you . killing the one you love .
phantom of the opera : a single red rose laid out to be found . sensual voices singing them to sleep . a familiar shadow attending every recital . love waits on the rooftop in the night . two soulmates holding hands . walking down long corridors . retrieving something lost . devoting one’s craft to them . making them your muse . the horror was for love . painted faces on parade . gentle touches in the dark . revealing your darkest secrets . beauty & the beast . writing messages on the mirror . kindness conquers all . letting your lover go . love never dies .
jane eyre : loving the escape . an impassioned affair . being consumed by love . meeting your soulmate . lace & silk . thirsting for the perfect romance . marrying for passion . losing yourself in the face of your lover . wedding veils & bouquets of pink roses . maddened by love . finding warmth in the cold . calling out for your love . starting at the bottom . the fire cleanses all . hiding your passion . your love will destroy me / my love will destroy you .
the picture of dorian gray : painting a portrait or sketching the face of someone you love . meeting in secret . visions of your lover dying . clutching a lovers clothes to your chest . love so consuming you kill them . protecting their innocence at all costs . betrayal . polyamory . devotion . flowers for the ones you love . remembering the name of your first love . jealousy when you see them with someone else . love so consuming you die for it . visiting the place where you saw them the first time .
the count of monte cristo : letters to your lover . marrying for love . these bars can’t keep me from you . motivated by love . an avenging angel . scorching jealousy . love reborn . devoted to memory . it was all for you . going your separate ways . commit murder for me . an unstoppable hunger . death comes for us all . the strongest love eventually grows apart .
dracula : the holiest love . girls love wolves . the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb . violence is passion . red lips , sharp teeth . love letters in a diary . unrelenting support . getting lost in the woods . coming home to you . walking backwards into hell . vengeance for my love . even death won’t stop me . we can live forever . love is an open wound . too much love to give . bestowing your favor . a never - ending thirst . beauty even in death . ravenous desire . if only death had a heart to give . a mercy killing . these violent delights have violent ends .
frankenstein : childhood friends to lovers . they were something out of a dream . arranged marriages . learning to love . was it all really worth it ? . our guilt can know no bounds . vengeance , my love . dismembered body parts . my beating heart in your open palm . your death destroys me . adam & eve crossing the mountains . an antagonist in mourning . paradise lost . the loss of innocence . abandoning your dream . the tempest on the horizon . humans are the real monsters . my love is wiser than my hate .
tagged by: @4puffs MWAH
tagging: @guiltskate, @cheerspirit, @holydivr, @angel1ace, @exjerk, & any of my mutuals that want to do it can say i tagged them!
#i call this one 'being gay in the horror genre'#thanks for the tag courtney!#always tag me in these always assume i'll do them#I. DASH GAMES.
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𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒆'𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔: 𝑮𝑶𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑪 𝑳𝑰𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑬
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carmilla. giant featherbeds. tightening a corset. moonlit walks. killing for love. cruelty for the sake of love. love is always selfish. romantic tragedy. love to the brink of destruction. nighttime rendezvous. bloody kisses on soft skin. death was the maiden. a very strange agony. claimed by the supernatural. dreaming about your lover. sympathy for the devil. loving me to death. candlesticks lighting up the palm of your hand. a passion that wearies you. killing the one you love.
phantom of the opera. a single red rose laid out to be found. sensual voices singing them to sleep. a familiar shadow attending every recital. love waits on the rooftop in the night. two soulmates holding hands. walking down long corridors. retrieving something lost. devoting one’s craft to them. making them your muse. the horror was for love. painted faces on parade. gentle touches in the dark. revealing your darkest secrets. beauty and the beast. writing messages on the mirror. kindness conquers all. letting your lover go. love never dies.
jane eyre. loving the escape. an impassioned affair. being consumed by love. meeting your soulmate. lace and silk. thirsting for the perfect romance. marrying for passion. losing yourself in the face of your lover. wedding veils and bouquets of pink roses. maddened by love. finding warmth in the cold. calling out for your love. starting at the bottom. the fire cleanses all. hiding your passion. your love will destroy me / my love with destroy you.
the picture of dorian gray. painting a portrait or sketching the face of someone you love. meeting in secret. visions of your lover dying. clutching a lovers clothes to your chest. love so consuming you kill them. protecting their innocence at all costs. betrayal. polyamory. devotion. flowers for the one you love. remembering the name of your first love. jealousy when you see them with someone else. love so consuming you die for it. visiting the the place where you saw them the first time.
the count of monte cristo. letters to your lover. marrying for love. these bars can’t keep me from you. motivated by love. an avenging angel. scorching jealousy. love reborn. devoted to memory. it was all for you. going your separate ways. commit murder for me. an unstoppable hunger. death comes for us all. the strongest love eventually grows apart.
dracula. the holiest love. girls love wolves. the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb. violence is passion. red lips, sharp teeth. love letters in a diary. unrelenting support. getting lost in the woods. coming home to you. walking backwards into hell. vengeance for my love. even death won’t stop me. we can live forever. love is an open wound. too much love to give. bestowing your favor. a never-ending thirst. beauty even in death. ravenous desire. if only death had a heart to give. a mercy killing. these violent delights have violent ends.
frankenstein. childhood friends to lovers. they were something out of a dream. arranged marriages. learning to love. was it all really worth it? our guilt can know no bounds. vengeance, my love. dismembered body parts. my beating heart in your open palm. your death destroys me. adam and eve. crossing the mountains. an antagonist in mourning. paradise lost. the loss of innocence. abandoning your dream. the tempest on the horizon. humans are the real monsters. my love is wiser than my hate.
tagged by: @seeliecourt
tagging: @thprofessor, @earthinheritd
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Rise Turtle Central Masterlist
Gonna be actually making the masterlist better, but for now, this is the main thing I'm going for (and it looks super empty lol)
ALL OF MY POSTS (Including and pretty much only Rise now,) WILL NO LONGER BE HERE. THESE ARE OLD POSTS. IF YOU WANT FREQUENT ACTIVITY, MY BLOG HAS BEEN MOVED HERE.
I'm know this may inconvenience you and I'm really sorry :((
But like, running two blogs is scary, so like,,,
Ye...
TMNT Universes/Aus
Those Old Days Again (TODA)
Moonlit AUVillainous AU
Everyday AU
TMNT Stories
Those Old Days Again
Infinite Mirror
Moonlit By The Moths
ROTTMNT Comics
TODA First Comic
ROTTMNT Fan Art
Me realizing how much studying I'm gonna have to do lol
Donnie Fan Art
The Gang!
ROTTMNT Ocs/Refs
Piper, Risesona
Everything else is just reblogs and whatnot because this is just my rottmnt central blog, but I'll be sure to edit this as I go for the convenience of anybody who genuinely appreciates this blog lmao
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— ❛❛ // Your Muse’s Love Tropes: Gothic Literature Edition.
italic for things that sometimes apply, bold for things that always apply and strike out what never applies. DO NOT REBLOG ; COPY AND PASTE ON A NEW POST.
CARMILLA. giant featherbeds. tightening a corset. moonlit walks. killing for love. cruelty for the sake of love. love is always selfish. romantic tragedy. love to the brink of destruction. nighttime rendezvous. bloody kisses on soft skin. death was the maiden. a very strange agony. claimed by the supernatural. dreaming about your lover. sympathy for the devil. loving me to death. candlesticks lighting up the palm of your hand. a passion that wearies you. killing the one you love.
PHANTOM OF THE OPERA. a single red rose laid out to be found. sensual voices singing them to sleep. a familiar shadow attending every recital. love waits on the rooftop in the night. two soulmates holding hands. walking down long corridors. retrieving something lost. devoting one’s craft to them. making them your muse. the horror was for love. painted faces on parade. gentle touches in the dark. revealing your darkest secrets. beauty and the beast. writing messages on the mirror. kindness conquers all. letting your lover go. love never dies.
JANE EYRE. loving the escape. an impassioned affair. being consumed by love. meeting your soulmate. lace and silk. thirsting for the perfect romance. marrying for passion. losing yourself in the face of your lover. wedding veils and bouquets of pink roses. maddened by love. finding warmth in the cold. calling out for your love. starting at the bottom. the fire cleanses all. hiding your passion. your love will destroy me / my love will destroy you.
THE PICTURE OF DORIAN GRAY. painting a portrait or sketching the face of someone you love. meeting in secret. visions of your lover dying. clutching a lover’s clothes to your chest. love so consuming you kill them. protecting their innocence at all costs. betrayal. polyamory. devotion. flowers for the one you love. remembering the name of your first love. jealousy when you see them with someone else. love so consuming you die for it. visiting the place where you saw them the first time.
THE COUNT OF MONTE CRISTO. letters to your lover. marrying for love. these bars can’t keep me from you. motivated by love. an avenging angel. scorching jealousy. love reborn. devoted to memory. it was all for you. going your separate ways. commit murder for me. an unstoppable hunger. death comes for us all. the strongest love eventually grows apart.
DRACULA. the holiest love. girls love wolves. the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb. violence is passion. red lips, sharp teeth. love letters in a diary. unrelenting support. getting lost in the woods. coming home to you. walking backwards into hell. vengeance for my love. even death won’t stop me. we can live forever. love is an open wound. too much love to give. bestowing your favor. a never-ending thirst. beauty even in death. ravenous desire. if only death had a heart to give. a mercy killing. these violent delights have violent ends.
FRANKENSTEIN. childhood friends to lovers. they were something out of a dream. arranged marriages. learning to love. was it all really worth it? our guilt can know no bounds. vengeance, my love. dismembered body parts. my beating heart in your open palm. your death destroys me. adam and eve. crossing the mountains. an antagonist in mourning. paradise lost. the loss of innocence. abandoning your dream. the tempest on the horizon. humans are the real monsters. my love is wiser than my hate.
tagging: anyone! I stole this lolol.
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your muse’s love tropes : gothic literature edition .
bold for things that always apply . italic for things that sometimes apply . & strike out what never applies . do not reblog ; copy and paste on a new post .
carmilla : giant featherbeds . tightening a corset . moonlit walks . killing for love . cruelty for the sake of love . love is always selfish . romantic tragedy . love to the brink of destruction . nighttime rendezvous . bloody kisses on soft skin . death was the maiden . a very strange agony . claimed by the supernatural . dreaming about your lover . sympathy for the devil . loving me to death . candlesticks lighting up the palm of your hand . a passion that wearies you . killing the one you love .
phantom of the opera : a single red rose laid out to be found . sensual voices singing them to sleep . a familiar shadow attending every recital . love waits on the rooftop in the night . two soulmates holding hands . walking down long corridors . retrieving something lost . devoting one’s craft to them . making them your muse . the horror was for love . painted faces on parade . gentle touches in the dark . revealing your darkest secrets . beauty & the beast . writing messages on the mirror . kindness conquers all . letting your lover go . love never dies .
jane eyre : loving the escape . an impassioned affair . being consumed by love . meeting your soulmate . lace & silk . thirsting for the perfect romance . marrying for passion . losing yourself in the face of your lover . wedding veils & bouquets of pink roses . maddened by love . finding warmth in the cold . calling out for your love . starting at the bottom . the fire cleanses all . hiding your passion . your love will destroy me / my love will destroy you .
the picture of dorian gray : painting a portrait or sketching the face of someone you love . meeting in secret . visions of your lover dying . clutching a lovers clothes to your chest . love so consuming you kill them . protecting their innocence at all costs . betrayal . polyamory . devotion . flowers for the ones you love . remembering the name of your first love . jealousy when you see them with someone else . love so consuming you die for it . visiting the place where you saw them the first time .
the count of monte cristo : letters to your lover . marrying for love . these bars can’t keep me from you . motivated by love . an avenging angel . scorching jealousy . love reborn . devoted to memory . it was all for you . going your separate ways . commit murder for me . an unstoppable hunger . death comes for us all . the strongest love eventually grows apart .
dracula : the holiest love . girls love wolves . the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb . violence is passion . red lips , sharp teeth . love letters in a diary . unrelenting support . getting lost in the woods . coming home to you . walking backwards into hell . vengeance for my love . even death won’t stop me . we can live forever . love is an open wound . too much love to give . bestowing your favor . a never - ending thirst . beauty even in death . ravenous desire . if only death had a heart to give . a mercy killing . these violent delights have violent ends .
frankenstein : childhood friends to lovers . they were something out of a dream . arranged marriages . learning to love . was it all really worth it ? . our guilt can know no bounds . vengeance , my love . dismembered body parts . my beating heart in your open palm . your death destroys me . adam & eve crossing the mountains . an antagonist in mourning . paradise lost . the loss of innocence . abandoning your dream . the tempest on the horizon . humans are the real monsters . my love is wiser than my hate .
tagged by : @shesdaylight
tagging : you
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your muse’s love tropes : gothic literature edition .
bold for things that always apply . italic for things that sometimes apply . & strike out what never applies . do not reblog ; copy and paste on a new post .
carmilla : giant featherbeds . tightening a corset . moonlit walks . killing for love . cruelty for the sake of love . love is always selfish . romantic tragedy . love to the brink of destruction . nighttime rendezvous . bloody kisses on soft skin . death was the maiden . a very strange agony . claimed by the supernatural . dreaming about your lover . sympathy for the devil . loving me to death . candlesticks lighting up the palm of your hand . a passion that wearies you . killing the one you love .
phantom of the opera : a single red rose laid out to be found . sensual voices singing them to sleep . a familiar shadow attending every recital . love waits on the rooftop in the night . two soulmates holding hands . walking down long corridors . retrieving something lost . devoting one’s craft to them . making them your muse . the horror was for love . painted faces on parade . gentle touches in the dark . revealing your darkest secrets . beauty & the beast . writing messages on the mirror . kindness conquers all . letting your lover go . love never dies .
jane eyre : loving the escape . an impassioned affair . being consumed by love . meeting your soulmate . lace & silk . thirsting for the perfect romance . marrying for passion . losing yourself in the face of your lover . wedding veils & bouquets of pink roses . maddened by love . finding warmth in the cold . calling out for your love . starting at the bottom . the fire cleanses all . hiding your passion . your love will destroy me / my love will destroy you .
the picture of dorian gray : painting a portrait or sketching the face of someone you love . meeting in secret . visions of your lover dying . clutching a lovers clothes to your chest . love so consuming you kill them . protecting their innocence at all costs . betrayal . polyamory . devotion . flowers for the ones you love . remembering the name of your first love . jealousy when you see them with someone else . love so consuming you die for it . visiting the place where you saw them the first time .
the count of monte cristo : letters to your lover . marrying for love . these bars can’t keep me from you . motivated by love . an avenging angel . scorching jealousy . love reborn . devoted to memory . it was all for you . going your separate ways . commit murder for me . an unstoppable hunger . death comes for us all . the strongest love eventually grows apart .
dracula : the holiest love . girls love wolves . the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb . violence is passion . red lips , sharp teeth . love letters in a diary . unrelenting support . getting lost in the woods . coming home to you . walking backwards into hell . vengeance for my love . even death won’t stop me . we can live forever . love is an open wound . too much love to give . bestowing your favor . a never - ending thirst . beauty even in death . ravenous desire . if only death had a heart to give . a mercy killing . these violent delights have violent ends .
frankenstein : childhood friends to lovers . they were something out of a dream . arranged marriages . learning to love . was it all really worth it ? . our guilt can know no bounds . vengeance , my love . dismembered body parts . my beating heart in your open palm . your death destroys me . adam & eve crossing the mountains . an antagonist in mourning . paradise lost . the loss of innocence . abandoning your dream . the tempest on the horizon . humans are the real monsters . my love is wiser than my hate .
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your muse’s love tropes : gothic literature edition .
bold for things that always apply . italic for things that sometimes apply . & strike out what never applies . do not reblog ; copy and paste on a new post .
carmilla : giant featherbeds . tightening a corset . moonlit walks . killing for love . cruelty for the sake of love . love is always selfish . romantic tragedy . love to the brink of destruction . nighttime rendezvous . bloody kisses on soft skin . death was the maiden . a very strange agony . claimed by the supernatural . dreaming about your lover . sympathy for the devil . loving me to death . candlesticks lighting up the palm of your hand . a passion that wearies you . killing the one you love .
phantom of the opera : a single red rose laid out to be found . sensual voices singing them to sleep . a familiar shadow attending every recital . love waits on the rooftop in the night . two soulmates holding hands . walking down long corridors . retrieving something lost . devoting one’s craft to them . making them your muse . the horror was for love . painted faces on parade . gentle touches in the dark . revealing your darkest secrets . beauty & the beast . writing messages on the mirror . kindness conquers all . letting your lover go . love never dies .
jane eyre : loving the escape . an impassioned affair . being consumed by love . meeting your soulmate . lace & silk . thirsting for the perfect romance . marrying for passion . losing yourself in the face of your lover . wedding veils & bouquets of pink roses . maddened by love . finding warmth in the cold . calling out for your love . starting at the bottom . the fire cleanses all . hiding your passion . your love will destroy me / my love will destroy you .
the picture of dorian gray : painting a portrait or sketching the face of someone you love . meeting in secret . visions of your lover dying . clutching a lovers clothes to your chest . love so consuming you kill them . protecting their innocence at all costs . betrayal . polyamory . devotion . flowers for the ones you love . remembering the name of your first love . jealousy when you see them with someone else . love so consuming you die for it . visiting the place where you saw them the first time .
the count of monte cristo : letters to your lover . marrying for love . these bars can’t keep me from you . motivated by love . an avenging angel . scorching jealousy . love reborn . devoted to memory . it was all for you . going your separate ways . commit murder for me . an unstoppable hunger . death comes for us all . the strongest love eventually grows apart .
dracula : the holiest love . girls love wolves . the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb . violence is passion . red lips , sharp teeth . love letters in a diary . unrelenting support . getting lost in the woods . coming home to you . walking backwards into hell . vengeance for my love . even death won’t stop me . we can live forever . love is an open wound . too much love to give . bestowing your favor . a never - ending thirst . beauty even in death . ravenous desire . if only death had a heart to give . a mercy killing . these violent delights have violent ends .
frankenstein : childhood friends to lovers . they were something out of a dream . arranged marriages . learning to love . was it all really worth it ? . our guilt can know no bounds . vengeance , my love . dismembered body parts . my beating heart in your open palm . your death destroys me . adam & eve crossing the mountains . an antagonist in mourning . paradise lost . the loss of innocence . abandoning your dream . the tempest on the horizon . humans are the real monsters . my love is wiser than my hate .
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