#burninq.

[downs1de-has-moved]

HOUSE M.D. SENTENCE STARTERS

@burninq: "Oh, I’m sorry, I thought we were having a state-the-obvious contest."

Maybe it was the scenery that kept him on high alert: the dimly lit alley, a narrow passageway where a damp chill hung in the air, with shadows cast from the street as the last pedestrians made their way home.

But Dean has most of his cards on Calcifer’s fangs, now out for display. He’d noticed something strange emanating from the man before, but he doesn’t trust most people, so he assumed it had been for entirely human reasons.

When he states the obvious—that the other’s a vampire—it’s more as a comment made in passing than anything else, cursing himself for not carrying the weaponry necessary to keep himself safe in case things go south, but Calcifer takes the opportunity to sprinkle some sass in, to which Dean responds with a huff.

"Well, duh…"

His hand slips to where it meets the gun tucked into the back of his jeans, but he doesn’t move to pull it out.

"And now for the big question: you out for my blood?"

[flappervcmp]

@burninq cont. from here

Annie's mood dropped instantly. She was trying to talk about her feelings which was already hard for her, and he immediately went and made a smart-ass comment. It almost felt like he was making fun of her.

A frown stretches across her face as he speaks, and she shakes her head, choosing instead to sit on one of the lounge chairs furthest away from him. "Never mind. It was a stupid comment anyways. Shouldn't have said anything."

Curling up in the chair, she tucks her legs up and wraps her arms around them, placing her chin on top of them as she stares off into the living room, tuning out the rest of what he was saying, contemplating on just grabbing her stuff and heading home.

She sat there for a few moments more, before uncrumpling herself and standing up again. "I think I'm going to head home, actually. You have fun.. petting your cat or whatever it is you do at night." Quickly taking steps towards the door to grab her bag that she'd dropped there when she came in, working on tugging her shoes on fast so she could get out as quick as possible.

[qxeenofnight]

"Oh, sweetheart. I'll make you feel like you're in heaven on cloud nine."

[unapxlogeticme]

❛ they’re teaching me to kill, but who’s teaching me to love? ❜

for Emerson

“me?” it was more of a suggestion or a question than a confirmation. he saw himself as someone who can teach anyone what love is even if it’s only love from friends. emerson has only felt it from his siblings, but hardly ever from his parents. there hasn’t been many relationships in his life that allowed him to feel love or get to know what it is. despite that, he still hopes he has some grasp on what love it and how to teach someone. they may a little based off his own interpretation or fantasies, but they worked.

“i don’t see you as a killer. I see you as a friend, a good friend. and that’s all that matters to me.” there’s a pause as he thinks of what to say next. “regardless if the love you want to learn is from a friend, i’m the one who can teach you what it is. may not be ideal or live up to your expectations. it all i have to offer. love is all i am.” emerson shrugs his shoulders slightly. “don’t be silly though. you’re not a killer.”

@burninq

[choserage]

@burninq | Caleb x Calcifer ⤷ send me a ‘🎨’ for an aesthetic or mood collage for our muses.

I want excitement; and I don’t care what form it takes or what I pay for it, so long as it makes my heart beat.

[doeeyedgilbert]

"You're not scared?"

worried & scared sentence starters / status: accepting!

there was a lot of things she was scared of... but dying was not one of them. being intimidated countless times by other jerk-offs served to anger her even more especially as elena decided showing fear just fulfilled exactly what they wanted. and as doe eyes narrowed into an expression that mirrored anything but a scared fawn, she retorted, "what should i be scared of?"

[malka-lisitsa]

Verse: Fox fire

Verse heavily affiliated and co created with @burninq

Katherine is a 500 year old vampire on the run from her tormentor Klaus Mikaelson. During her years running Katerina, freshly renamed Katherine Pierce finds herself in the town of Salem where she's heard about a rash of mysterious fires. Her first instinct is a witch and she isn't wrong.

It takes her a little while to find him, hes very good at laying low but she is very good at digging up secrets. Katherine reveals herself as a vampire to gain his trust and Cal ends up completely mystified by her as a being. Katherine quickly builds trust and a bond with him ultimately educating him on what it means to live as a vampire. She asks him if he would want to live the life she does and offers him the opportunity to take her blood (she wont feed it to him).

Cal accepts and shortly after is discovered and killed for being a witch. Katherine finds him in the aftermath and feeds him to complete his transformation. (at this point in her vampiric life she is still learning moderation and drinks bodies dry, disposing of them in the woods for 'the other animals' to take care of)

Once he's fully turned, Katherine asks him if he can still use his powers. There is always a risk when you turn as a witch that you'll be cut off, this did not happen to Cal. With the ability to still use his powers Katherine let him take his revenge on the town that forsook him, she watched and studied. Learning the full extent of his abilities in action. It was beautiful, and Katherine was more than pleased to have sired such a weapon.

She took him under her wing, since he was already skilled at hiding and laying low he was the perfect fit to her constant on the go life. She helps him control his anger and powers, guiding him as they travel together. He is also her little body guard, with him by her side she feels less helpless against the originals. With Cal she has a chance were she to run into Klaus. The two have been a team ever since.

Notes:

Katherine's abilities are her usual tvd lore powers with the added bonus of being able to shift into a red fox. She DOES have underlying magical power but she has no idea how to tap into her traveler magic past shifting into a fox. This leave Cal the more powerful witch and more adept at using his powers. Where as Katherine is stronger and faster than him as per tvd vampiric age lore which makes her superior at physical fighting.

This animal shift was passed through her turning to Cal.

[fateblown]

@burninq liked here for a muse roulette starter and got Lydia!

Lydia's eyes narrow at the man's appearance. "What do you want?" A pause, a frown. "Cammy told me all about you, too." And her best friend hadn't exactly been complimentary. That said, Lydia is willing to give him a chance if he proves worthy of it.

[thcmcnstcr]

@burninq

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ— Something had been crossing through Evan's mind on repeat ever since she found out about Calcifer being a vampire. Something that, honestly, felt a little shameful of her, for some reason. Offering her blood to him sounded like more of an insult to him than anything else. Sure, she wanted to help him out, but why would she assume that was even something he would want from her? He wasn't aware of it, but she was grotesque beneath the long-sleeved turtlenecks she hid herself inside of. To allow him any access to her blood, she would need to show him at least part of her scars... At which point, he would probably not be interested, anyways.

Still, though, it was hard not to daydream. A lot. This was far from the first time she had gotten lost in the idea, but she hadn't ever done so in front of him. Until now, sadly for her. Her mind simply had a way of running away with her, and she currently found herself getting lost in his eyes as he spoke while her thoughts turned a bit more lustful.

She was biting her lip as she watched his move, a hazy look to her emerald hues as he spoke; she couldn't bring herself to fully pay attention to what he was saying until he stopped, seeming to be waiting for her to respond to what he had been talking about.

Her already-darkened cheeks only got redder as she tuned back in, pulled out of her fantasy and back into reality, "I'm, um... I-I'm sorry, I spaced out. Could you, um, repeat what you said? I'm so sorry."

[unsnare]

❛ oh, don't be cute. ❜ from @burninq im just on the wrong blog lmao

The air hummed with the gentle pulse of ambient silence that had embedded both of them. His attention shifted to the Rubiic's cube as the surrounding scenery dimmed. Kai’s fingers moved with a practiced attention. Today, he had no intention of solving the cube in lightspeed. He wasn’t trying to break any personal records. Instead, he was trying to kill time, or rather sound out the silence. He was tracing the patterns, the intricate dance of colors as they moved from one face to the next. Each turn, each click of the plastic, was a small act of focus, and yet it made him even more unnerved.

"I mean it. It looks good on you. Like you got your act together." Still, Kai's eyes snapped open again when he heard Cal's voice, and his gaze returned to the Rubik's cube. "Cute." He laughs. "Wish I was. If I were, the chicks wouldn't even mind the whole 'You're a sociopath who killed people'— blah blah." His fingernail digs into the white field, making a vain attempt to chip away at the darkened, curled edges. "You can be cute too, if you want. Did you know that 'cute' wasn't even a thing until 1843 and meant 'sharp'? Found that on Google. Do you realize how bored you must be to look up word origins?"

[paralyziingfears]

⭐⭐⭐

Send a " ⭐ " and I will list muses I would be interested in throwing at yours, or potential muse combinations if you are also a multi. @burninq.

TVDU: Bonnie Bennett, Vicki Donovan, Rebekah Mikaelson, Sarah Nelson (Salvatore), Nadia Petrova.

BtVSU: Buffy Summers, Dawn Summers, Alexis Augustine (vampire slayer oc), Jordan Robinson (watcher oc), Destiny McMillan (vampire slayer oc), Darla, Kate Lockley, Chase Lockley (vampire hunter oc), Ava Myrtle (demon oc).

AHS: Donovan, Tristan Duffy.

Horror Media: Tiffany Valentine, Star (TLB), David (TLB), Michael Emerson (TLB).

🖤🖤🖤

[downs1de-has-moved]

HOUSE M.D. SENTENCE STARTERS

@burninq: "I said I was an addict. I didn't say I had a problem."

Sam is sitting across the table from Calcifer in a brightly lit diner. On the wall, a clock reads two-thirty in the morning.

The coffee in the mug between his hands is lukewarm, not that it really matters to him since he’s not drinking it anyway, more focused on the other man whose eyes are fixed on the floor as if there are answers hidden in the worn-out tiles.

To what question? He isn’t sure.

When Calcifer speaks, Sam’s expression contorts, eyes narrowing slightly as he absorbs the comment. He doesn’t say anything for a moment, just staring at the black liquid in his cup.

"Do you really believe that?"

[flappervcmp]

@burninq cont. from here

Annie had forgotten what Calcifer could get like during hunts. She'd never properly gone on one with him before, but she had run into him while he was hunting back in the early days when they'd first been getting to know each other. He was much more meticulous about it than her, finding out every terrible deed that his victim had done, whereas she was just more about the predator vs prey vibe.

"Just stating my opinion, that's all. You know I'm not all about this much effort." Her head cocking to the side as she watched him, brown eyes flicking over towards the victim man he had in his grasp. She watched with a flinch as he slammed the man's head into the wall, blood dripping from his mouth as he sputtered and stammered.

"Babe, I think we have slightly differing ideas of fun, but do continue." She rolls her eyes at him, though a hint of a smile crosses her face before she shakes it off, pretending to be very stern. She tunes out the sound of the man begging, talking about his wife and kids and all that unimportant stuff.

Her eyes widen as Cal speaks again, faking shock. "Now he's a liar too? My goodness. First he sleeps with his secretary, then he lies. Definitely going to hell for that one."

She watches then as he whispers in the man's ear, raising her eyebrows as he talks about her briefly before he tears into him, draining him quick and not-so-cleanly before he just snaps his neck and drops him.

Veins crawl down underneath her eyes as she looks at Calcifer, now covered in blood with quite a bit of it dripping from his mouth down to his chin. She takes a deep breath, raising a hand to pinch at the bridge of her nose as she wills the veins away before shrugging at him. "I am happy, yes. Especially now that I don't have to hear his yapping, my god. I'm not sure I'm built for this whole... finding out his whole life story and then hunting the person down thing, honestly. I get it, but. yknow. I'm not so patient."

[qxeenofnight]

say it. we're all adults here.

"In the great words of Trent Reznor. I want to fuck you like an animal. But it's not all about the sex. I want us to build the world together. You and I."

[unapxlogeticme]

@burninq asked "who  did  this  to  you?" - calcifer & emerson. please this got long. i warned you. 😘 trigger warnings; violence, blood, kidnapping.

hours ago or two days ago, emerson's worst nightmare came true. he was grabbed from behind and tossed into a what he could make out to be a van. he didn't see who grabbed him at first. almost immediately they blindfolded him, taking his sight away from him. they also bound his arms behind his back. all he could do was try to fight them off. emery got a few kicks against what he knew was someone's shin because of the way they yelled in pain. but that's all he got in. there were too many of them and everyone one of them was too strong.

he was punched and kicked while the van drove throughout the city. crying out ever chance he got, begging for them to stop hurting him. but his cries only fell onto deaf ears. they let him yell, let him beg. knowing that no matter how much he did no one would hear him. emerson was in pain and all he could do was breath heavily while curled up in the middle of the van. he heard himself say please please please over and over again hope that they would listen to him.

"why are you doing this? what... what do you want?" emerson screams at them as he feels them grab him from the van. he’s nearly dragged into a building where they throw him into a chair and tie him to it. “ugh…. the human smells like him.” he hears one of them say before punching him in the gut. “him? who’s him?” he asks through a cry of pain, hoping they’ll finally answer him. “your boyfriend, calcifer.” one finally responds back over the sounds of ripping cloth. the guy is ripping apart his shelve. emerson feels dread and fear rush through him; his stomach knotting up. it didn’t make sense. why would they do this cause of cal? they didn’t want him. emerson was just a pawn to get to calcifer. he feels sick to his stomach; wanting to throw up, but nothing comes up.

there’s a silence that falls over the room they’re in. emerson lost in his own thoughts of what any of this has to do with calcifer. while the ones who took him plan their next move. the silence that fell over the room is interrupted by a rattling coming from something they’re dragging into the room. the sounds stop right next to him. “i wonder if calcifer tried his blood. my mouth is watering from the idea of trying what we’re taking.” emerson’s face contorts into a look of confusion. why would calcifer taste his blood? why did these men want his blood? he’s unable to question them because he cries out from what feels like a needle poking though his skin, sinking deep into his veins.

within seconds he feels his blood being pulled out of his body and going only they know where. he starts to struggle slightly, starts to move his body in attempt to get the needle out. but it’s in there deep and strong hands hold him still. “please stop … please don’t this!” he fights against the restraints to no avail. he hears one say that his blood smells so good. he hears them say how they don’t want to take much, but wants to take enough of Emerson’s blood to last them a while. he hears one get permission to bite into his neck, but watch out for the jugular vein, as his body grows weak and he’s slumping against the chair he’s in. his head is turned harshly to the side. the sharp feeling of FANGS going through his neck makes him cry out in pain. his body can’t take it. even though he’s blindfolded, the darkness of unconsciousness over comes him.

unknown to emerson, the two who grabbed him left in the warehouse they had him in; tied up, body broken, bloody, and barely alive. they took what they wanted from him and gathered their things before leaving him alone. of course he didn’t realize this because they left the blindfold on him. when he slowly came to, emery tries to move, but finds his legs and arms are tied. “hello…. hello?” his voice comes weakly out, rough and hoarse from lack of water. “hello… anyone here? please…” he falls into a coughing fit from trying to take a deep breath. he still lays on the ground where they had left him.

emerson doesn’t know that they had taken photos of him and sent them to calcifer’s phone. he didn’t know they sent the photos with a message that said “come and find your boy. he sure does taste good.” so when he hears frantic footsteps coming towards him, he starts to thrash on the floor; trying to move his body to crawl away from whoever was coming. but then he hears his voice. asking him who did this to him. there's relief that overtakes his body. he stops crawling to get away. instead he crawls closer to where he thinks calcifer is at; body shaking from sobs as realization settles in that he's SAFE.

"i... don't know.... they kept me blindfolded. they kept me in the dark." he didn't see their faces. he didn't know if they were human or not. clearly one wasn't, but what emery thought he could be was just a myth.... right? what he doesn't know is they were both from calcifer's past and in one of the images they sent, they posed with a unconscious emerson and made sure to send it so calcifer would recognize them. fucking idiots. but they didn't care. they wanted calcifer to know his emerson wasn't safe and could easily be taken by anyone willing to cross him. "they did it because of YOU." he doesn't realize that there's fear in his voice. "please... calcifer tell me why they came after me. WHY?" he won't hear whatever answer cal has for him because his body gives up on being awake and almost immediately emery drifts off into unconsciousness. his exhausted body goes limp while the bite marks and needle punctures slowly bleed.

[choserage]

@burninq | cont.

      not giving her much of a choice, is he? either deal with him now or have him show up unannounced again, eager to push her buttons. for what? to get a reaction? as much as she'd like to shut the door in his face, humoring him for a short while might avoid the headache he would no doubt cause.       this little outing could still give her one but if it would get him off her back then the choice was obvious. there's no point in saying it's the opposite of company she wanted when her behavior should have proven that to him by now.       "fine." a reluctant sort of acceptance would have to do for now, she tells herself as she grabs her coat and keys. her hounds would have to wait for their walk until she gets back. "i could use the fresh air and a decent cup of coffee."