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godricofgaul · 1 year ago
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one muse brushes their fingers through the other’s hair
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( ᴡᴀʀᴍ ʟɪᴋᴇ ꜰɪʀᴇ ) It was the only source of heat that the vampire had felt since his human death. No, this was warmth like the sun but the color of a fire. If he even recalled what the warmth of the sun felt like. The temperature radiating from Shiloh was exponentially warmer than from human skin---- even warmer than the Supes like Weres and shifters, and Godric never strayed too close to them of his own will.
Without consciousness---- like moving through a dream---- he felt his own hand rise to graze the red strands near her shoulder.
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aroyaltailor · 6 months ago
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do you have a full reference for your muse? asking for,,,reasons
I do! I'm still working on a promo for the blog but this is one of the full body pieces for him so far. Done by the wonderful @crypt-ick
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dreadful-shroud · 1 year ago
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So who is your favorite killer? Favorite survivor?
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"All of us have an interesting story, most of us also have an interesting personality to go with it." The Ghostface tapped his pen against two specific polaroids.
"However, little Morrison never disappoints, no matter which one you go to, they are all the most interesting and special to me."
"As for the most interesting survivor, the little songbird has my attention more than any of the others. She is the only one that I know of, who actively fought the Entity that took her from her home world." A smile tugged at his lips beneath the mask. "And of course, her spirit. When she throws a boot, you know you're in trouble."
@wanderingsongbird <3
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v4quera · 1 month ago
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excuse me. the graphics are serving 😍
Only cause of your psd okay! LITERALLY THE ONLY REASON THEY SERVE
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sungsilver · 2 days ago
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🚢 we yapped so!... just for fun.
do i ship our characters together?: yes | no | not yet but maybe soon
would i like to ship with you?: yes | maybe, i'm willing to try | no
type of relationship i could see: childhood or high school sweethearts | exes | engaged | married | long-term relationship | crushes | unrequited love | fling | long distance | online relationship | just dating | new relationship | toxic lovers | friends with benefits
tropes i'd enjoy writing for them: friends to lovers | enemies to lovers | exes to lovers | fake relationship / dating | forbidden love | grumpy and sunshine | star-crossed lovers | surprise pregnancy | second chance | soulmates | amnesia / mistaken identity | forced proximity | secret relationship | slow burn relationship
would i rather plot first or jump right in and see where it goes?: develop their relationship first | jump right in | something in between
what now?: let's plot something | send me shippy memes | i'll send you shippy memes | write me a random starter | i'll write you a random starter
anything else i want you to know about me / my character / my shipping habits: ANGST ANGST ANGST
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domainofmuses · 6 days ago
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Thanks for the follow!! (From @ofluckandmagic)
// I miss when we could answer these privately, but I look forward to writing with you some time!
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godricofgaul · 1 year ago
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one muse fights away enemies attacking the the other
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ᴊᴏʏᴏᴜꜱ ʟᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ echos in the dark space, testament to the elation he feels as a bone stresses and breaks beneath his force. The human had already passed out moments before, but the youthful-looking demon would still execute them all. This was the vampire's element, his savage comfort. Even a perceived threat was enough for him to drop fang. Now that he had offspring to concern him.
They were already deep into the pattern of his most precious lesson: survival is everything. It did not matter if this group of men were merely passing through or not----- they entered his territory. Something sharp that burned like firelight lodged itself in the muscle near his shoulder blade, and Godric realized that one of the hunters had stabbed him in an attempt to immobilize him. Growling, he moved too quickly to follow and tossed the man bodily into a tree, hearing the satisfying sound of both objects' limbs cracking.
A barrage of fists, kicks, bites, tackles to the remaining foes until he felt himself connect with a much stronger, solid recipient. The two bodies richocheted off each other, while tumbling backwards, Godric realized with shock that he had struck the one he aimed to protect: Eric.
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aroyaltailor · 1 month ago
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Aren't the Goetia like, super inbred?
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"We are not!"
The very question appeared to incite the Royal Tailor into scowling at the gray-faced demon, vibrant tail feathers briefly wagging as he crossed the distance between them. It took him no time at all with those legs of his – only three imposing steps. He loomed over them like the shadow of something terrible and immense.
"You would refrain from asking such stupid questions if you had any brains in that skull." Parak forced his voice to grow colder, and dangerous. "Do you think I consider my bloodline to be some trivial thing?" he asked as he repeatedly prodded the other demon's chest. "Or that I would tolerate such an insult without taking offense? My people were ruling across the Seven Rings before you were even born. My parents – my bloodline – were forged in the flames of defiance, and it was WE who tamed this land. Of course we are not inbred, you filthy wretch! I should make you into handbags for this insult..."
The Goetia leered menacingly over the anonymous demon, flexing his talons, which were outlined now with infernal powers of red and burning shadows. He stood over them, scarlet eyes slightly brighter than before, before allowing himself a smirk.
"...but," Parak continued, his voice flipping to a casual tone as easily as one might a switch. "Luckily for you, I am feeling merciful at the moment. You may go."
He escorted them to the door and punted them across the street the moment they'd stepped out of his shop, right into the path of a passing semi truck. Merciful indeed.
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dreadful-shroud · 1 year ago
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When did you start killing
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"My first kill was my old man." The Ghostface smirked proudly beneath his mask, thinking back to that night.
"That was in 1985, a few months after I turned 18. The first official Ghostface kill? That was in 1989. I was still in college, but I knew I had to make a name for myself~"
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eyeccndy · 1 year ago
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@sheshootsxruns asked: “[txt] people are talking to me. im panicking.”
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(sms • anya) relax kid. (sms • anya) you need to stay calm and breath. (sms • anya) you’ve got this, you’ll be fine.
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sungsilver · 2 days ago
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🚢
do i ship our characters together?: yes | no | not yet but maybe soon
would i like to ship with you?: yes | maybe, i'm willing to try | no
type of relationship i could see: childhood or high school sweethearts | exes | engaged | married | long-term relationship | crushes | unrequited love | fling | long distance | online relationship | just dating | new relationship | toxic lovers | friends with benefits
tropes i'd enjoy writing for them: friends to lovers | enemies to lovers | exes to lovers | fake relationship / dating | forbidden love | grumpy and sunshine | star-crossed lovers | surprise pregnancy | second chance | soulmates | amnesia / mistaken identity | forced proximity | secret relationship | slow burn relationship
would i rather plot first or jump right in and see where it goes?: develop their relationship first | jump right in | something in between
what now?: let's plot something | send me shippy memes | i'll send you shippy memes | write me a random starter | i'll write you a random starter
anything else i want you to know about me / my character / my shipping habits: don’t ship with me cause ill be so obsessed and invested like a dork 😭😂
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trckshct · 1 year ago
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eight questions for nine people
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Last Song I Listened to : last one standing - simple plan
Favorite Color : purple
Last TV Show or Movie I Watched : frozen
Currently Watching : american monster
Sweet, Savory, or Spicy? : sweet
Relationship Status : single
Current Obsession : marvel duh
Last Thing I Googled : xmen bobby drake actor
stolen it: @conscriptur tagging: @awbarnes-no ; @alyafae ; @thehubb ; @msmvrel ; @marvelmyriad ; @redheadarcher ; @torxnn ; @differentcentury ; @brknallure
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baldurianrogue · 18 days ago
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🌺 send this to ten muns you think are wonderful 🌺
//you make this horny jail a comfy horny home ❤️
HII BOO! THANK YOU SO MUCH ILY! LOL. And you are the best Shakira, I mean Jaheira!
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@harpershigh
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godricofgaul · 1 year ago
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our muses are stuck somewhere together and must occupy their time (Castiel @vvaywardangel, or your choice! 💛)
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ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴛ of sweat mixed with non-human blood and fear circulated in the air. The vampire tended to think on the cruel irony that while his kind did not need to breathe, they possessed a heightened sense of smell. Normally he was not bothered, but this was------ disgusting. The stranger held captive with him was a curiosity to Godric. Based on smell, it was not human. But he could not approach in order to confirm, as the heavy silver chains draped around his neck, arms, and torso prevented him from moving comfortably.
Whomever had taken him knew enough to provide ample amount of silver to detain an ancient vampire. It did not appear that his companion was given the same accessories. Godric knew at least that the other was not vampire----- that would be quite obvious even without the presence of silver. "Are you injured?" The pain to talk was certainly troublesome, as the silver bit deeper into his neck with the movement of his throat.
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aroyaltailor · 19 days ago
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Does Parak ever have cecal poops?
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What in the fuck...
Parak's expression wrinkled in disgust, before glaring down at the gray-faced demon with contempt. He could never tell what such creatures were, but so many of them came with questions, and so many were of the unusual or lewd variété. 'Hey Parak, marry me!' they'd say. 'Hey Parak, be my male order bride!' they'd say. 'Hey Parak, can you eat my soul? Hey Parak, can I have your eggs? Hey Parak, could we—'
The memories sloshed through Parak's skull like some sort of sex-depraved amoeba, in a torrent. He swiveled his head back and forth, casting them aside, and when he looked down at the gray-faced demon there was a murderous glint in his eyes.
"Speak to me again without my consent and I will kill you," the Tailor hissed. Flickers of energy outlined his frame as he loomed over the smaller demon, pointing a talon at the door. "Get out."
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