#camille tag pending

[demcnsinmymind]

@dopplgaenger asked : It costs $400 to see a therapist. But it’s free to just tell yourself, 'It be like that sometimes.'

"It's $400 now? Jesus fucking Christ. They really are just asking to be hated, aren't they" Lance replies with an amused little smirk as he takes a stroll across the isle that spans this shop of oddities.

Therapists. Yeah. Lots of reasons to hate them. Definitely.

Still, despite his dislike for them, anything involving therapy, the smile stays where it is as he picks up...whatever this is, inspecting it with much interest.

"So do you speak from experience and is that something you tell yourself, or are you in on the self-help joke here?" he goes on, smirk growing bigger. He likes that she's countered his sarcasm about looking for self-help literature with a remark like that. Witty. Somewhat upbeat. Fun.

"That's what it was by the way. A little joke.Though I genuinely am looking for some info that could help me with some things. So never mind that one, it was a dumb one anyway. Do you have any? Books I mean."

[bloodwr4th]

@insanislupus / @wickedslip / @dopplgaenger.

girls will "🥺🥺🥺🥺" their way out of everything

[13shapeshifters]

rules: shuffle your repeat playlist and post the first ten tracks, then tag ten people

tagged by: @unsureprincess thanks a lot !!!

Revali's Theme - Moisés Nieto

You're Gonna Go Far, Kid - The Offspring (hehe handshake sarah)

Self Care - Penelope Scott

Hit and Run - LOLO

Jesus in LA - Alec Benjamin

You Spin Me Round (Like a Record) - Netta

An Unhealthy Obsession - The Blake Robinson Synthetic Orchestra

Equation - Camille, Hans Zimmer

Six Feet - Patent Pending

Little Miss Perfect - Write Out Loud @wurmzirkus, @seavoice, @robobee, @hyperbolicreverie, @greenyyx, @clowonery, @oscardobewildin, @rhizomehaunt !

[orphanedshadow]

@nosferatuinblue from here

“Black blood, pseudo-healing factor, generally not falling over from that sort of injury...I highly doubt that I have to spell it out for you, so I am not going to bother.”

Kara holds her hand out for the knife, ignoring what the vampire was saying about how things work.

“That blade is mine, the curses are mine, and neither of them care about those sorts of rules. Even if they did Infernal magics require constant upkeep, without it they grow hungry... just know that you do not want to have to satisfy that hunger.”

[forgottencoffeemugs]

wip beginnings & last lines

this combines two tags, wip descriptions tagged by @ahowlinwolf and last line tag by @furryarbiterangel thank you both!!

beginnings rules: give a brief description of three of your wips or recent works, then tag six people 

the coven [bittersweet]: The Coven in the North began as three ancient vampires seeking refuge from the bloody politics of their world. Over the centuries others would join, and their simple coven would become a family to be feared. Bittersweet covers the tale of Elena and Cassian. Elena, a human recently turned vampire, emerges from a tragic attack confused and stumbling through her transition to the secret world of monsters. Cassian, a centuries-old vampire who has lost his way, finds himself fascinated by the way Elena clings to her humanity despite it all. Only time will tell if their story will meet an end that’s bitter, or sweet.

last line: “A slight breeze catches her ankles in the process, and she is reminded that she stands there in the middle of the night--barefoot in nothing but a dressing gown--standing at the feet of a very old, very powerful vampire. It should frighten her, she thinks, despite her new status as a vampire herself, but after the earlier flood of panic and grief, she finds she has nothing left to feel but a flicker of anticipation as she allows Cassian to lead her away.”

the world is cold and life’s not fair, baby: The Big City holds a lot of secrets, and when Mercy Carideo digs deep into the mystery of her brother’s disappearance, she uncovers one the most dangerous secrets around: the truth about Miles Ira. The embodiment of the demon, Wrath, Miles is impatient, rude, deadly, and, much to Mercy’s distaste, the key to finding her brother. The race to save a human caught up in the game of angels and demons forces both Mercy and Miles to dance with their demons--and not everyone will be left standing when the curtains close.

last line: “’Oh, sure, be sarcastic with me. And did you say demons, as in plural? Wait, nevermind don’t answer that.’ She turns and paces to the large couch in the middle of the space. Taking a careful seat on the edge, she continues to stare out at the unfamiliar skyline.”

HCSV Serendipity (title pending): Operations Specialist Camille Drew is new to the crew of the HCSV Serendipity, the Human Coalition Space Vehicle headed by the famous Commander Noctus. This series follows Camille as she learns to navigate life in space and the complications of inter-species interactions. All while trying to keep the commander and her sometimes reckless ground crew alive.

last line: “Camille laughs at the unexpected deluge of information. It seems the quiet Quixani officer speaks much more freely outside the confines of the ship. ‘Apparently they’ve become so popular that there was a petition for them to create human-friendly options. I hear they’ve been experimenting with bio-engineering to recreate the signature flavors of native spices in ingredients that won’t liquify our insides.’”

tagging @sorenalexandre @ri-is-writing and anyone else who wants to do this!!  I would love to read about some wips! (and as always feel free to ignore, or if you don’t like to be tagged please let me know!)

[orphanedshadow]

Interruption

Your muse is following a strange chant through the forest when they come upon my muse performing a ritual. Send me “Interruption” for a starter.

The chants in a long-dead language was mostly unnecessary, but the words sounded much better when they were given the proper intonation. Besides it was one of the best nights of the year for laying these spells, no sense not putting everything she had into it.

Another handful of herbs into the small bowl of fire and another few drops of blood was her only response to hearing someone behind her. They could wait, even if they were hostile the area was warded enough for her to have enough time to finish.

Carefully she pours the still smouldering ash into a small glass phial, ignoring the little bit that burnt her hand. The various compounds and ash mixed with the quicksilver at the bottom, creating a deep black that appeared to almost swallow the moonlight that shone upon it.

Once the solution had settled she stoppers it and then finally turns to look at the intruder, knowing full well that her current attire was just a little menacing. “You are lucky that was not a forbidden ritual, then I would have had to deal with you.”

[orphanedshadow]

@nosferatuinblue​ from here

“Do I really seem that uncivilized? You kill them you keep the loot from their body, if I kill them I keep it. Jewelry is also fair game, and if you can mind-control and get one to give you their credit card information before death you get that too.”