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hello i will be back on dan shortly i’ve just been on my horror multi @meathooked due to high muse on there.
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word prompts compilation
complies THIS MEME // THIS MEME // THIS MEME
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[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention
[ wake ] for your muse to wake mine
[ cover ] for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket
[ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc.
[ kiss ] for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning
[ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair
[ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair
[ embrace ] for your muse to hold mine
[ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room
[ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer
[ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger
[ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s
[ weep ] for your muse to catch mine crying
[ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food
[ hit ] for your muse to attack mine
[ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance
[ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine
[ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap
[ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring
[ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually
[ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support
[ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm
[ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand
[ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did
[ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine
[ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap
[ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down
[ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away
[ dream ] for my muse to share dream with yours
[ nightmare ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare
[ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation
[ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury
[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine
[ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger
[ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine
[ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine
[ goodbye ] for my muse kissing and/or hugging your muse goodbye
[ secrets ] my muse sharing/confiding a secret
[ bloody ] for your muse coming to my muse with blood stains
[ drunk ] your muse takes care of my very drunk muse
[ bed ] my muse wakes up in the same bed as your muse with little recollection of the night before
[ scream ] my muse hears your muse scream and runs to them
[ trail ] my muse watches as your muse traces one of my muses scars, asking them about it
[ piggyback ] my muse gives yours a piggyback ride
[ jump ] my muse holding yours up by their thighs
[ carry ] my muse carries your muse to their house
[ lighter ] my muse pulls out a lighter and lights it for your muse to use to light their cigarette
[ shot ] my muse gets shot and struggles to your muses for aid
[ wound ] my muse patches and bandages a wound your muse has gotten
[ fight ] my muse stops your muse from getting into a physical fight with someone else
[ arrest ] your muse finds my muse arrested in cuffs
[ hospital ] my muse awakens in a hospital, finding your muse by their side, asking what happened
[ betrayal ] my muse finds out that your muse has betrayed them and confronts them about it
[ nude ] my muse walks in on your muse accidentally seeing them naked
[ karaoke ] for our muses to sing together
[ wet ] your muse strips down to their under garments and runs into the water, motioning for my muse to join them
[ crawl ] for your muse to crawl into bed with mine .
[ flower ] for your muse to offer my muse their favourite flower
[ gift ] for my muse to surprise your muse with a gift
[ homemade gift ] for my muse to make your muse a gift
[ bestow ] for your muse to give my muse a gift, bought or handmade ( bonus if you add what it is )
[ serenade ] for my muse to sing to your muse
[ caress ] for your muse to gently run their hand down my muse’s face
[ caught ] for your muse to catch my muse wearing their shirt .
[ love letter ] for your muse to give my muse a love letter they wrote for them
[ boop ] for your muse to boop my muse on the nose
[ date ] for my muse to ask your muse to go on a date
[ confess ] for my muse to confess their feelings to your muse
[ sleepy ] for my muse to slowly fall alseep on your muse
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𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐈'𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 :
𝟎𝟏 . 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐒 / 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 : severin / sev 𝟎𝟐 . 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘 : september 4th 𝟎𝟑 . 𝐙𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐂 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍 : virgo 𝟎𝟒 . 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 : 5′3″ 𝟎𝟓 . 𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐄𝐒 : writing, reading, playing elder scrolls online. 𝟎𝟔 . 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑 : red 𝟎𝟕 . 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 : the graveyard book by neil gaiman 𝟎𝟖 . 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆 : gun in my hand - dorothy 𝟎𝟗 . 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐌 / 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖 : the vampire diaries. 𝟏𝟎 . 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 : a bit of supernatural, a bit of good omens & just other general demonic. 𝟏𝟏 . 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐔𝐑𝐋 : it’s a direct reference to him being a soul collecting demon.
𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 : n/a 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 : anyone & everyone
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𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐏𝐒𝐀 : continuing asks is the best way to get something started with me & is always welcome. all my asks are answered as text posts so you are more than welcome to simply reblog said ask to continue it as a thread. you don’t have to ask me to do this. even if we haven’t written before or spoken much by all means please continue asks !
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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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𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐋 & 𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 :
daniel tends to use terms of endearment when speaking to people regardless of gender. it does not always mean he is attempting to flirt with someone, it’s simply how he speaks. he tends to lean towards casual forms of speech, he is rarely formal. unless otherwise directed terms of endearment , use of first names of mr / miss etc , & nicknames will be a thing.
he is perfectly fine with others doing the same in regards to himself & frankly prefers it. if someone called him mr. harpe he would most likely laugh in their face.
this however doesn’t mean that he won’t respect someone’s boundaries. if someone tells him to cut the shit with the terms of endearment / a certain nickname etc he will.
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@chrysopteros / rick grimes
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐉𝐀𝐖 𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 though the punch to the jaw was no less surprising. the bearded man in front of him was unfamiliar & even over the decades he could still put a name to a face instantly.
❝ well shit - that’s one helluva swing you’ve got. ❞
the bruise is already fading, it will be gone in minutes. his bigger concern is lou growling at the man from her place beside him. he gives her a reassuring pat, hoping to calm the hellhound down before she decided that this stranger would make a good meal.
❝ you know, usually if someone’s takin’ swings at me i at least know who the hell they are. ❞
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please stop forgiving my sins I worked so hard on those
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to whom does your heart belong to ?
your heart belongs to the sun
you are a wildfire waiting to happen, one lit cigarette away from catastrophe. you are passion itself, full of rage and joy and love and pain. you are the driving force behind change, so why are you afraid of it? not all that is new will hurt you. let others into your life. you will not burn them. you do not cause harm inherently, you are wounded. you will heal. i promise you will heal.
tagged by : stole it from an old blog tagging : @deliverywtch , @mortuam , @applesdrowned , @noblecide & anyone else ~
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𝐋𝐎𝐔 : 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 & 𝐁𝐈𝐆 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘
lou has two forms the one pictured above is her everyday one that humans / non demonic entities can see. i personally hc that not all hellhounds look like one specific breed of dog when attempting to blend in but it varies from hellhound to hellhound. lou specifically takes the appearance of a large rottweiler. she is entirely babied by daniel & he is rarely seen without her.
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#sickest burn
#⛧ ┊ &. MUSINGS : one mans god is another mans devil#( this is a big dan mood )#( also look at my other son i love kol sm )
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𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒 : 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐓 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
bold = applies , italicize = sort-of applies strike = antithetical to your muse.
𝐌𝐀𝐉𝐎𝐑 𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐀 : a long journey. a feeling of raw energy. putting a name to something unknown. an elaborate patchwork. unexpected catastrophes. unexpected blessings. vivid dreams. sudden awakenings. the feeling of shedding your skin. the echoes in holy places. bright lights. deep shadows. feeling the earth move beneath your feet. wandering in museums. the strange clarity of moonlight. thunder and lightning. an unfamiliar road. coming back to the place you started as an entirely different person.
𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐒 : being overwhelmed by emotion finding something to celebrate every day. finding something to mourn every day. connecting with others. the scent of ocean air. making food for your friends when they’re stressed. the remembrance of something lost. sublime confusion. cool colors. a cozy cafe. a bustling bar. calm waters, hidden depths. getting tipsy in the afternoon. summer rain. comfy sweaters. flowing skirts. a house by the sea. deep conversations after midnight.
𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 : the scent of spices and dark wood. making something just for the sake of creation. dry heat. crackling fire. a bolt of inspiration. refusing to apologize for your passion. stubborn optimism. taking on more than you can handle. hot tea. warm colors. getting up early. staying up late. bright fire, fast burnout. tacky thrift store finds worn with the utmost confidence. the thrill of starting a new project. spring storms. hotel rooms. perpetual restlessness
𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐒 : the scent of rich soil after a rain. hard and diligent work. solid ground, strong foundations. the satisfaction of a long-awaited payoff. generosity that comes with a catch. work boots and heavy jeans. silk and jewels. resting on your laurels. seeing your work through to the end. harvest time. fresh bread and rich soup. earth tones. jewel tones. a lush garden. sunlight through the trees. dark chocolate. a home in the farmlands. a sprawling house in the old part of the city
𝐒𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 : the scent of fresh air. focusing on the intellectual at the expense of the emotional. freshly fallen snow. burying yourself in action. tending to your own wounds. a foreseeable disaster. crisply tailored suits. starkly elegant dresses. refusing to admit defeat. cold air, clear thoughts. old hurts. fresh starts. overthinking your overthinking. the harsh glow of street lamps. black coffee. a cabin in the mountains. an apartment downtown. the quiet before the dawn
𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 : stole it from my old blog 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 : @dievotion , @humilictedman , @bloofer , @lambbled
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@humilictedman / cont from x.
𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐒 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐔𝐏 in a mock gesture of peace, keeping his distance from the bloody man for the moment. his brows raise slightly at the questions before he points upward towards the blood red moon that hung over them.
❝ just here to watch the show. gotta say i’m impressed. ❞
cursed lands were always a toss up. people either wizened up & stayed the hell away or you lucked out & found some dumbasses willing to push their luck. needless to say, the lands that were formerly the roanoke colony - his colony - always drew people in. something about the mystery was just too good for people to leave it alone.
coming back here didn’t feel like coming home. nothing was familiar to him aside from the resident spirits that just wouldn’t let go. it was becoming somewhat of a tradition at this point to show up during the blood moon & kick his feet back & watch the inevitable bloodbath play out.
❝ a polk huh? boy your family - well shit i don’t think i need to tell you that they’re fuckin’ nuts. ❞
though the man in front of him was at least coherent which was more than could be said for most of the polk clan.
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#⛧ ┊ &. VISAGE : smiling eyes that suddenly glowed crimson & cruel#( look at that beard dfksd )#( i love 1 demon bastard )
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“are you seriously ignoring me for dessert?” @dievotion
𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍’𝐓 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐄𝐀𝐓 but he likes to. good food is a luxury none have down in hell. yet another reason he has no intentions of ever going back down there. he glances up at his companion, fork held loosely in his fingers as he’s about to take a bite of apple pie. an easy smile spreads across his face as he pushes the plate more towards the middle of the table.
❝ don’t give me that look - i’m perfectly capable of sharing sweetheart. ❞
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𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐄𝐃.
independent. selective. private. rp blog for an original character based on the final girl horror trope. written by aggie.
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“I’m not scared of dying. I’m scared of living like this. The constant pain and the ugliness.” / @lambbled
𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊 that he was entirely unprepared for. sure, he could look her in the eye & lie. give her the ol’ ‘ it gets better ‘ line but that was nothing more than bullshit in his mind. things didn’t get easier, you just got use to life’s bullshit.
❝ look kid, you’ve been through the ringer because of these selfish pricks. ❞ understatement of the year but still true. ❝ shit like that, you don’t just bounce back from. i know, not exactly the most uplifting words but the way i see it i doubt you’d appreciate me handling you with kid gloves. ❞
he shifts, dark eyes glancing over at her as a frown pulls at his features. ❝ this shit sucks, hurts too i bet, but you didn’t fight like hell to get out of there just to punch your ticket in now. ❞ he points out. most people would have given up a long time ago. she’s strong though, it doesn’t mean she’s not in pain, but daniel suspects she’s strong enough to push through it & give the world the middle finger in the process.
❝ come on, at least raise a little hell before you start talkin’ about dying. ❞
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