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Calling all Disney lovers!
I am offering a dark disney universe!
When the villains finally got fed up with the magic and pleasure, happy endings and fairytales, they concocted a plan to ruin everybody's happiness. With the help of Chernobog, the entire magical land was placed under a dark curse. Everyone was sent to the real world, an island just off the coast of New York. They have no memories of their past and they all are trapped in a mental institution with no hope of happiness or escape.
With the villains calling the shots, it’s time for evil to finally reign. Welcome to Fantasmic Institution! We do hope you enjoy your stay.
The Fantasmic Institute is an 18+ discord roleplay server, leaning into darker themes. We’re looking for literate adult roleplayers who want to put their favourite disney (and disney adjacecent) characters through the ringer!
We’re fully LGBTQ+ friendly!
We do not use skeletons. Your characters are based entirely on what you want to make them. You pick your Disney counterpart and your faceclaim, along with how they identify. You’ll also be able to write up the false backstory your character was given when the curse brought them to the institute.
We’re crossover friendly! Though this is primarily a disney based server, if you can fit your character into the disney world they could be accepted!
We have both 1x1 writing channels, and group events!
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Fantasmic Institution
Calling all Disney lovers! I am offering a dark disney universe! When the villains finally got fed up with the magic and pleasure, happy endings and fairytales, they concocted a plan to ruin everybody's happiness. With the help of Chernobog, the entire magical land was placed under a dark curse. Everyone was sent to the real world, an island just off the coast of New York. They have no memories of their past and they all are trapped in a mental institution with no hope of happiness or escape. It's time for evil to finally reign. Welcome to Fantasmic Institution! We do hope you enjoy your stay.
Dark Disney RPG
18+ Writers
Literate
Dark Themes.
LGBTQ+.
Canon & O.C.'s! Your characters are based entirely on what you want to make them. You pick your Disney counterpart and your faceclaim, along with how they identify.
Crossover friendly, if you can get them to fit in the Disney world!
Personal writing categories.
Group events! .CLICK HERE TO JOIN.
#group rp promo#mental institution rp#dark!disney#dark disney rp#fantasmic asylum rp#skeleton rp#discord rp#rp promo#disney rp
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Fantasmic Institution
Calling all Disney lovers! I am offering a dark disney universe! When the villains finally got fed up with the magic and pleasure, happy endings and fairytales, they concocted a plan to ruin everybody's happiness. With the help of Chernobog, the entire magical land was placed under a dark curse. Everyone was sent to the real world, an island just off the coast of New York. They have no memories of their past and they all are trapped in a mental institution with no hope of happiness or escape. It's time for evil to finally reign. Welcome to Fantasmic Institution! We do hope you enjoy your stay.
Dark Disney RPG
18+ Writers
Literate
Dark Themes.
LGBTQ+.
Canon & O.C.'s! Your characters are based entirely on what you want to make them. You pick your Disney counterpart and your faceclaim, along with how they identify.
Crossover friendly, if you can get them to fit in the Disney world!
Personal writing categories.
Group events! .CLICK HERE TO JOIN.
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miscellaneous lyric writing prompts.
“ i’ll be someone who won’t be forgotten. “
“ what was your question? i’ve got the answer. “
“ there are no signs. there are no stars aligned. “
“ there’s just this human heart that’s been built with this human flaw. “
“ love is the answer. “
“ you just want peace and to never hurt anyone. “
“ you see the end before the beginning has ever begun. “
“ i’d turn away the sad impossibility of your smile. “
“ we’re fine, you and i. “
“ i could do better if i had the energy. be like i used to be. “
“ my world’s in your hands. “
“ what am i supposed to do? pretend i���m happy for you? “
“ i guess i’ve known the truth since i was pretty young. “
“ i could always try again tomorrow. i might always try again tomorrow. “
“ time has revealed how little we know us. “
“ i’ve been too busy. i should’ve noticed. “
“ i wish it were true love. “
“ i wish we were kissing. “
“ show me a love that won’t ever leave. “
“ look for another. one to deceive. “
“ i’m beginning to wonder if anything’s real. “
“ we’re just at the mercy of the way that we feel. “
“ give me some heaven, just for a while. “
“ make me eternal there in your smile. “
“ i’m ashamed. i’m afraid. “
“ i will not react. i won’t give you that. “
“ i don’t want revenge. i just want it to end. “
“ look at me, look at me. “
“ i am not your friend. “
“ show me how to be happy. “
“ who can trust you? “
“ who can ignore this waging war? “
“ i’m wondering what’s wrong with me. “
“ one day soon i’ll find my place. “
“ i know this pain isn’t mine, yet i feel it all the time. “
“ i’m still here, looking for something. “
“ i don’t care about winning. “
“ so many times i waited for you. “
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❝ ℌ𝔢𝔞𝔯 𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔰, 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔢𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔱𝔰 𝔴𝔢 𝔥𝔦𝔡 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱…❞
𝔽𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕝𝕪, 𝟙𝟠+. 𝕃𝔾𝔹𝕋ℚ+, ℝ𝕠𝕝𝕖𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪 𝔻𝕚𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕣𝕕 𝕊𝕖𝕣𝕧𝕖𝕣. 𝕆ℂ𝕊, ℂ𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤, ℂ𝕣𝕠𝕤𝕤𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤, 𝔻𝕦𝕡𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕤 𝕎𝕖𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖! This is a supernatural free for all roleplay group. There are no limits to the creativity. Even if you don’t write and just want to come scream and chat with us, come join us!
Contact a mod for an invite: [ 🐺 ] [ 🦊 ] [ ✨ ]
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// PSA.
I do not intentionally mean to drop threads randomly.
I do not intentionally mean to forget to reply.
I do not intentionally take forever to reply.
I do not intentionally favor other writers.
I will always LOVE writing with all of you!! just because I do the above things =/= me having lesser interest in our interactions. this has been a PSA.
#-- [ooc] out of mind | nik;#yes yes yes#I disappear and I hate it because I love writing with you all!
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❝ ℌ𝔢𝔞𝔯 𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔰, 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔢𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔱𝔰 𝔴𝔢 𝔥𝔦𝔡 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱...❞
𝔽𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕝𝕪, 𝟙𝟠+. 𝕃𝔾𝔹𝕋ℚ+, ℝ𝕠𝕝𝕖𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪 𝔻𝕚𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕣𝕕 𝕊𝕖𝕣𝕧𝕖𝕣. 𝕆ℂ𝕊, ℂ𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤, ℂ𝕣𝕠𝕤𝕤𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤, 𝔻𝕦𝕡𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕤 𝕎𝕖𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖! This is a supernatural free for all roleplay group. There are no limits to the creativity. Even if you don’t write and just want to come scream and chat with us, come join us!
Contact a mod for an invite: [ 🐺 ] [ 🦊 ] [ ✨ ]
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Blue eyes took him in. She knew him immediately. Friend or foe? Closer to the foe, yes? She would be civil though. This was not business. In fact, he looked a little lost. That made her feel better to know that she hadn’t been followed. Her top teeth scrapped along her bottom lip and she took a soft breath in.
A small smile tugged at the corners of her lips and she nodded as he practically confirmed not having expected to see her. “Are you lost? You are certainly a long way from home...”
@shadowsxetxlies continued from x
Rhaegal wasn’t sure where he was as this area wasn’t familiar to him; this territory didn’t belong to his family. It was very quiet all around until his ears caught faint clicking sound in the far distance. He tried to follow it hoping he would be able to find someone to ask for directions out of this place.
‘’Hello?’’ Rhaegal called out again. It had surprised him when he heard a familiar voice from behind. Turning around he instantly recognised Bedelia. ‘’What a pleasant surprise…I didn’t expect to see you here..’’
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a-kitten-with-claws·:
There was a certain something in the air as Bedelia spoke - a frisson of nerves. Kit could’ve imagined it of course but, call it woman’s intuition or just good sense, but the other’s words were tinged with regret. Family, even the very concept of it, could do that to people. There were such expectations placed, especially on women, to want to want it, to need to provide it, to nurture.
Yet it alluded some and caused such heartbreak in the process.
But maybe it wasn’t that which was giving her new acquaintance such pause. Maybe it as something altogether more……haunting. A lost love? A trauma? Maybe a mix of both.
She certainly would never be so rude as to pry. But if Bedelia wanted to talk about it, she’d listen.
“Yes, escape is needed. I mainly work out of central London but get back home on the weekends that my kids aren’t with their father. I need the wide open green spaces and fresh air. Don’t get me wrong - I love London but…..it is rather exhausting”.
Their food as delivered, which resulted in a small pause to conversation, just long enough for cutlery to be picked and wine glasses to be refilled. And then, Kit spoke again.
“Whereabouts is your English house?”.
The troublesome past that haunted her was not something that she allowed herself to face. She chose to ignore the situation in Paris that had momentarily followed her to New York. She admired the fact that it had made her a stronger person, but to dwell on it any longer made things worse. Even if it still haunted her...
Perhaps one day she would trust someone enough to finally tell them the truth of all that had happened, but currently she remained locked away hidden and denying.
“I can understand that. The city can be rather exhausting. See for me, it’s a vacation so I spend most of my time sight seeing, restaurants, Royal Albert Hall. So it’s stimulating but I can control that stimulation...” She could imagine living in London all the time would be a lot.
Her blue eyes watched as their food was delivered. She thanked the waitstaff before laying her napkin across her lap and reaching for her the freshly filled glass so she could take a sip. “Greenwich. I have a good amount of shrubs wrapped around the house, because I demand windows and I don’t want anyone seeing me running around my house naked... but that’s the most green I allow in my life. I don’t like the outdoors... bugs...”
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“This is the real world, my love. Everything where you come from is illusion… Distractions. Bright lights and busy work. Humans will do anything to forget that they’re animals.”
She can tell from Bedelia’s body language that she’s uncomfortable. Val takes this as a sign that she’s on the right track with her line of questioning. It’s necessary that she doubt herself, or at least doubt the person she used to be. It’s the only way to grow.
“Out here, you find out who you really are. You either live or you die. There’s no more faking it.”
Talking about herself is always a very touchy subject. There were million things that Bedelia du Maurier never wanted to come to terms with. She hated thinking about the things in her life that she had allowed to happen. She brought extra unnecessary suffering on herself. Was that why she had stayed here so long or was this the first time that she truly felt safe and real?
“You are right. There are so many distractions in that world...” She bit down on her bottom lip, biting hard. Part of her was aware that perhaps she should hate it here. The madness that ran free, but she honestly found this comforting. The honesty in the whole siutation. Hannibal had been lying to her and himself. Christian... also a liar. Val was honest. “Kill or be killed...” she said in a soft voice, “I have no intentions of being killed.” She approached, reaching out to place her hand on Val’s arm.
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𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐀 ; 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 . ( a series of kiss prompts . some nsfw material present . )
❛ 01 . a kiss to say hello . ❛ 02 . a kiss for the first time . ❛ 03 . a kiss after a long time apart . ❛ 04 . a kiss to apologize . ❛ 05 . a kiss to forgive . ❛ 06 . a kiss during a fight . ❛ 07 . a kiss to say what you can’t say aloud . ❛ 08 . a kiss in secret / a forbidden kiss . ❛ 09 . a kiss to prove a point . ❛ 10 . a kiss against a wall . ❛ 11 . a kiss on a rooftop . ❛ 12 . a kiss that seals a marriage . ❛ 13 . a kiss before one goes away . ❛ 14 . a kiss in the shower . ❛ 15 . a kiss that comes out of nowhere . ❛ 16 . a kiss first thing in the morning . ❛ 17 . a kiss last thing at night . ❛ 18 . a kiss during combat . ❛ 19 . a kiss during a fake relationship . ❛ 20 . a kiss out of desperation . ❛ 21 . a kiss on the cheek . ❛ 22 . a kiss on the forehead . ❛ 23 . a kiss on the back of the hand . ❛ 24 . a kiss on the neck . ❛ 25 . a kiss on the fingertips . ❛ 26 . a kiss on the stomach . ❛ 27 . a kiss to end the sexual tension . ❛ 28 . a kiss over a scar . ❛ 29 . a kiss over a wound . ❛ 30 . a kiss to say goodbye .
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Okay, but Bedelia didn't love Hannibal and he sure didn't love her. Mutual respect, but she never loved him. He kills her the first chance he gets.
My personal opinion [which is bound to be different than someone else’s opinion] varies depending on whom I write with, the chemistry that sparks, but it’s hard to spend that close proximity with someone and not feel at least an ounce of love or very, very high respect which can also blend and fade into admiration which burns into love. I would also like to touch on -- when does he kill her?
Perhaps the end of the season three, leading into a season four - Bedelia’s death would have happened. It’s very, very possible. However, we never got a season four and the last scene of season three - she was very, very much alive. Miserable, but alive. He ate her the first chance he got, but she knew that was coming. It was not a surprise.
That is, of course, all my opinion.
“I knew that you intended to eat me; and I knew that you had no intention of eating me hastily.”
“You make make a meal of me yet, Hannibal---”
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"you didn't 'lose yourself' to Hannibal, Bedelia, you just crawled so far up his ass you couldn't be bothered 💅"
- Will "I completely lost myself to Hannibal Lecter" Graham
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DU MAURIER, B. ― @shadowsxetxlies·
Hannibal rested his chin over her shoulder, ❝ Nightmares again? ❞ he questioned softly, pressing his nose into her skin. ❝ Adrenaline clings to you the same way that the seasons hold onto one another, dragging- ❞ he pauses, trailing his fingers up the center of her stomach, and over her sternum before falling to rest around her throat, ❝ one into the next. Do the images that haunt you when you are asleep continue to torment you through the day, Bedelia? ❞ His grip remains light, guiding her head to the side before he can press a kiss to alabaster skin. Her pulse throbbed beneath his lips.
Reluctantly, he parts from the embrace, adjusted the temperature of the water a bit, lowering it slightly. ❝ Would you tell me about them? ❞
She took a sharp breath, closing her eyes. She hated how he could determine that just by being in the same room as her. It wasn’t a hard guess, but it could still be frustrating. It often made her feel completely naked and bare at all times. “How--” She began to say before pausing to focus on the feeling of his fingers dancing along skin. “--how do you know that adrenaline is caused by a nightmare and not by you...?” He could easily cause an overload of adrenaline. She never did know what to expect from him. Would he eat her today? It was also very hard not to suffer a spike in adrenaline when he continued to do that.
As he pulled away, she took a step forward. She stepped into the bathtub even while he adjusted the temperature. She had nothing against boiling. “My brother is often a villain whom haunts my nightmares. Occasionally when I am extremely sleep deprived or drunk, usually a combination of the two, he will visit me during the day. Otherwise, we forget he exists because he is dead.”
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Suspicious Sentence Starters
Send me one of the following sentences regarding suspicion, trust, and paranoia.
“I’m not sure you have the best intentions.” “When have I ever steered you wrong?” “What makes you think I can trust you?” “I don’t trust you. Not yet.” “It’s hard for me to believe anything you say.” “It hurts that you still can’t trust me after all this time.” “I made a mistake, okay? Are you going to distrust me forever?” “It takes me a long time to open up to people, I’m sorry.” “There’s someone outside watching the house.” “I have a weird feeling about him/her/them.” “Why do you always think people are up to something?” “I won’t give you my trust. You have to earn it.” “You can’t live your life being suspicious of everybody around you.” “I know we just met, but you have to trust me.” “What on earth are you up to?” “So, what were you whispering about?” “You’ve been keeping a secret from me.” “I’m not crazy, we’re being watched!” “Why do I get the feeling you’re not telling me the truth?” “I’d rather be safe than sorry when it comes to people I don’t know yet.” “I trusted you once and I’m never doing it again.” “You see that person? I think they’re following us.” “I just get this feeling that someone has been watching me.” “Who are you and why have you been following me?” “I used to be a very trusting person.” “Where were you?” “I’m sorry I didn’t trust you.” “You won’t call me ‘paranoid’ when you realize I’ve been right all along.” “You were right, okay? I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you.” “Give me one good reason to trust you.” “After last time, I’m not sure I should listen to you.” “Nope. Nuh-uh. I’m not trusting another one of your bad plans.” “How can we trust this person?” “How do I know you won’t just stab me in the back?” “I’m sorry, I just can’t bring myself to trust you again.” “You were right. I was a fool to trust them.” “I’m not suspicious. I’m just cautious.” “I told you that they were bad news.” “No, facebook stalking isn’t ‘creepy’, it’s called ‘being careful’.” “I get a bad feeling about them.”
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THERE ARE TRUTHS I HAVEN’T EVEN TOLD GOD. And not even myself. / indie crime oc written by xia.
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Gillian Anderson interviewed by Larry King in 2016
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