#dance with || smilingmxsk

[sanguine-salvation]

 ϟ

[ Send ϟ and my muse will tell yours about one of their scars! - ACCEPTING ]

They stare ahead. It would be too generous to say their eyes were locked on anything hiding in the darkness, no, it was more like they were simply... hanging there. Their finger traces a scar over their hip. It's long and thin and widens slightly, as if it slipped or dug too deep at the end...

"David. 63 years old. He owned a... ahahaha, I'll be a lot more honest than he ever was, a glorified pawn shop in the Diamond District. He basked in the glitz he had the benefit to be located next to, and collected trinkets like a dragon. Useless baubles, weapons, family heirlooms stripped of everything that had once made them precious. Nothing but a little white tag with an over-fattened price leeched off the glamour around him, passed back and forth pointlessly. A game that ended at it's starting line."

"... Really, it couldn't hide that his life was so empty. He drank six beers a day, ate canned soup, watched Jeopardy and the Price is right religiously, and fell asleep in his armchair. Alone. Day after day. Again and again. No one, rotting alone in his hoard."

They sigh and close their eyes. "... I remember sitting with him, he only had one chair, so I sat on the ground with my head on the armrest. The blood kept dripping on the hardwood floor, I remember the sound. We watched Price is Right. I hate that show. But he wasn't alone. I made sure he wasn't alone. You can't put a price on that..."

[mad-hunts]

CHARACTER AESTHETIC.

𝐁old / italicise what applies.

━━ 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐒

tinkling of piano keys / the click of a lock / an engine starting, stalling / sinful whispers / stifled sobbing / the rattle of death / alarm blaring / a siren call / spanish guitar strumming / loud laughter at midnight / banshee screeching / drunk hiccuping / the giggle of a child / rolling thunder / disdainful chuckling / bones creaking / carefree whistling / singing off key / flesh hitting concrete / white noise / a mirror cracking / laboured breathing / a groan of pain / waves lapping at the shore / the roar of a lion / pages turning / swords clashing / deep humming / birds chirping / dial tone / tongue popping / fingers tapping a surface / crystals breaking / music turned up to the limit / raindrops on a roof / angry yelling / yawning at noon / horns going off / ravens talking / bubblegum bursting / splashing water / teakettle squeal / militia drums / wolves howling / slow, sarcastic clapping / soprano notes / whispering pleas / gregorian chants / mournful cries

━━ 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐒

filled notebooks / dogeared books / clean shaves / empty stares / sleeping at a desk / the witching hour / driving all night / restless tides / broken windows / coffee any time / freshly baked goods / bonfires / lounging felines / circles under your eyes / bedhead / tangling in the sheets / leather jackets / paint stains / music sheets / too many tabs to find the music / weary brows / card games / messy ponytails / strained smiles / unsent texts / heart on your sleeve / slow dancing in the rain / star gazing / torn jeans / piles of clothes / filled bookshelves / hurricanes / chapped lips / cliff diving / the lights in venice / stolen kisses / poet shirts / half melted candles / empty coffee mugs / hot tea / unlaced boots / shameless flirting / too young to be so old / laced fingers / eyes in the trees / bloody knuckles / french letters / neon lights / ivy covered balconies

━━ 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒

burnt leaves / turkish coffee / spiced rum / moss / vanilla beans / freshly cut grass / decay / sea salt / strawberries and cream / cinnamon / honey / copper / pineapple / wet dog / pine needles / wood shavings / rainsoaked bark / something sharp, indefinable / russian tea / dandelions / squeezed limes / italian wine / freshly laundered clothes / coming rain / hardtack and gruel / roasting flesh / something cloying in the chest / ichor / lilies in spring / pollen / damp clothes / meat-pies / greasy coins / curdled milk / leather / bone marrow / wet cement / rice-cakes / open paint cans / cocoa leaves / tar / apples / sandalwood cologne / orchids / molded onions / cheap perfume / mistletoe / rubber on fire / grave dirt / old books / new books / melting plastic / roses / poison oak / sea cucumbers / peppermint

tagged by: @divingdownthehole! (thank you :D) tagging: @sillyjokes, @sifonie, @smilingmxsk, @fartemis-crock, @volucerrubidus, @katarinawilliams, and anyone else who might like to complete this!!

[ratwhsprs]

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂

𝐁𝐎𝐋𝐃 / 𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐙𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒

━━ 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐒

tinkling of piano keys / the click of a lock / an engine starting, stalling / sinful whispers / stifled sobbing / the rattle of death / alarm blaring / a siren call / spanish guitar strumming / loud laughter at midnight / banshee screeching / drunk hiccuping / the giggle of a child / rolling thunder / disdainful chuckling / bones creaking / carefree whistling / singing off key / flesh hitting concrete / white noise / a mirror cracking / laboured breathing / a groan of pain / waves lapping at the shore / the roar of a lion / pages turning / swords clashing / deep humming / birds chirping / dial tone / tongue popping / fingers tapping a surface / crystals breaking / music turned up to the limit / raindrops on a roof / angry yelling / yawning at noon / horns going off / ravens talking / bubblegum bursting / splashing water / teakettle squeal / militia drums / wolves howling / slow, sarcastic clapping / soprano notes / whispering pleas / gregorian chants / mournful cries

━━ 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐒

filled notebooks / dogeared books / clean shaves / empty stares / sleeping at a desk / the witching hour / driving all night / restless tides / broken windows / coffee any time / freshly baked goods / bonfires / lounging felines / circles under your eyes / bedhead / tangling in the sheets / leather jackets / paint stains / music sheets / too many tabs to find the music / weary brows / card games / messy ponytails / strained smiles / unsent texts / heart on your sleeve / slow dancing in the rain / star gazing / torn jeans / piles of clothes / filled bookshelves / hurricanes / chapped lips / cliff diving / the lights in venice / stolen kisses / poet shirts / half melted candles / empty coffee mugs / hot tea / unlaced boots / shameless flirting / too young to be so old / laced fingers / eyes in the trees / bloody knuckles / french letters / neon lights / ivy covered balconies

━━ 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒

burnt leaves / turkish coffee / spiced rum / moss / vanilla beans / freshly cut grass / decay / sea salt / strawberries and cream / cinnamon / honey / copper / pineapple / wet dog / pine needles / wood shavings / rainsoaked bark / something sharp, indefinable / Russian tea / dandelions / squeezed limes / Italian wine / freshly laundered clothes / coming rain / hardtack and gruel / roasting flesh / something cloying in the chest / ichor / lilies in spring / pollen / damp clothes / meatpies / greasy coins / curdled milk / leather / bone marrow / wet cement / ricecakes / open paint cans / cocoa leaves / tar / apples / sandalwood cologne / orchids / molded onions / cheap perfume / mistletoe / rubber on fire / grave dirt / old books / new books / melting plastic / roses / poison oak / sea cucumbers / peppermint

Stolen from: @mxchineherald Tagging: @smilingmxsk @byanyan @mxldito @question-marked & whoever else wants to do this!

[skxrbrand]

ROMANTIC GESTURES: KHA'XANZYR

BOLD what applies to your muse, ITALICIZE if there's potential / it depends. Repost, don't reblog.

holding hands (in public) · buying flowers · cooking · cuddles · writing a poem / song · holding door open · tying shoe laces · sharing a milkshake with two straws · offering their jacket Cape when it's cold · kissing in the rain · publicly confessing love · long walks at the beach · doing the titanic pose on a boat · kissing the back of their hand · slow dancing · introducing them to their parents · lighting candles · flower petals on bed · love letters · star gazing · brushing / doing their hair · picnics · teaching them to play an instrument/sport while gently guiding their hands · compliments · drawing them · self-made gifts · massages · proposing with a family heirloom ring · lending them their favorite book to read · paying for dinner/coffee · surprise birthday parties · feeding them · handing them keys to their apartment · making space in drawer for their clothes when they stay over · sharing a blanket · couple costumes · tucking a hair strand behind their ear · keeping them from leaving (possibly toxic) · moving cities to be together · blowing a kiss · breakfast in bed · defending them in a fight (verbally / physically) · joint bubble baths · dropping the L-bomb ("I love you") · dedicating a song to them · wearing their clothes · yawning before putting an arm around them while watching a movie · grant them the last bite (from meal)

Stole from: @pvremichigan ( B)c )

Tagging: @warhammer-fantasy-muses, @musingsof-a-madman, @alphabitchnkari, @byanyan, @therxtking, @smilingmxsk, @feelinsheepish, @iimmaranhu, @relentlessgrief, @fiendishfinesse, @violeteyedkiller, @fashionablyenigmatic, @vehxmence, @crystal-grotto

[crystal-grotto]

ROMANTIC GESTURES: Sturm

-> BOLD what applies to your muse, ITALICIZE if there's potential / it depends. Repost, don't reblog.

holding hands (in public) · buying flowers · cooking · cuddles · writing a poem / song · holding door open · tying shoe laces · sharing a milkshake with two straws · offering their jacket when it's cold · kissing in the rain · publicly confessing love · long walks at the beach · doing the titanic pose on a boat · kissing the back of their hand · slow dancing · introducing them to their parents · lighting candles · flower petals on bed · love letters · star gazing · brushing / doing their hair · picnics · teaching them to play an instrument/sport while gently guiding their hands · compliments · drawing them · self-made gifts · massages · proposing with a family heirloom ring · lending them their favorite book to read · paying for dinner/coffee · surprise birthday parties · feeding them · handing them keys to their apartment · making space in drawer for their clothes when they stay over · sharing a blanket · couple costumes · tucking a hair strand behind their ear · keeping them from leaving · moving cities to be together · blowing a kiss · breakfast in bed · defending them in a fight (verbally / physically) · joint bubble baths · dropping the L-bomb ("I love you") · dedicating a song to them · wearing their clothes · yawning before putting an arm around them while watching a movie · grant them the last bite (from meal)

Tagged by: @skxrbrand / @smilingmxsk Tagging: Anyone who wants to!

[violetgleams]

How are you color coded?

BLUE CODED

blue, a study in wisdom, belief, and knowing when enough is enough. you know yourself best, but you know the way the world works even more. you've been wandering in this world a little too long, and maybe that's the problem. you're a wanderer, a vagabond, an oracle, and a prophet all the same. who are you when the curtain call drops the last encore on you? do you dance behind the scenes for a job well done or are you already planning your next show? take a breather, for a moment. enjoy what you've done, enjoy what you have, enjoy the world that you've been wandering for so long. this world is so much better when you realize that some of it is worth living for.

Tagging: @question-marked @smilingmxsk @mxchineherald @byanyan @templeofvengeance & whoever else wants to do this!

[byanyan]

∘ ˚ ♡ @smilingmxsk ㅤㅤ(x)

ㅤmarg is a strange one. byan can't pin down much about her, can't quite figure her out. she evades questions probing into her life like a pro, never really sharing much, and while the teen can understand and even relate... just accepting the fact that they don't really know anything about her doesn't exactly sate the curiosity that only burns more intensely with every little tidbit they do manage to tear from her.

and they've never been one to ignore that nagging urge to learn more at any cost.

with snooping through her things being out of the question given the fact that they have no idea where she lives, the next best option was obviously tailing her while she went about her night. thus, they've landed in the position they now find themself in: perched on the railing of a fire escape up above while margaret absolutely decimates a pack of brutes just below. rather than watching in abject horror at the carnage taking place though, at the absolute gore being spread across the alley, they instead watch on in morbid fascination. excitement, even. they've seen some impressive action in the past, but this? this is on another level. it's the kind of shit you see in movies, the kind that's completely unrealistic but awesome as all fuck.

how's she doing it? they can't help but wonder as they watch her last opponent meet a gruesome fate and listen in to the conversation which follows with the one they assume to be her true target. how did she get behind them all like that? how's she got that amount of sheer strength? how the fuck did she manage to take down six gigantic dudes all on her own? they need to know.

ㅤ—ah. while busy daydreaming up possible answers, they've been spotted. rather than shrink away or hurriedly try to explain themself, however, byan decides to play smug. lips curl into a broad smile, enthusiasm dancing in their eyes as they raise one hand in a cheeky wave.

ㅤㅤ" sup? "ㅤthe greeting is too casual, sounds far too amused for someone who's just witnessed a fight that would easily traumatize one more faint of heart, yet the teen simply gestures for her to continue.ㅤ" you finish up, i don't mind waitin'. give that snivelin' little shitbag what for. "

[cxpperhead]

MUSE PREFERENCES

Please repost, don’t reblog.

Open curtains | Closed blinds Stray dog | House cat [Edit: Snakes] People | Pets Outside | Inside Half-empty | Half-full TV | Radio Sing | Dance Shoes | Sandals Cash | Credit Hike | Drive Casual | Elegant Center | Corner Sword | Shield Airplane | Boat Fizzy | Flat Garnished | Plain Extra salt | Extra pepper Spicy | Mild Record player | Digital media Opaque | Transparent White lies | Complete truth Blunt | Subtle Noisy | Silent Books | Music Familiar | New Youth | Experience Spoon | Fork and knife Knife | Baseball Bat Space | Ocean Bow and arrow | Blow dart Love at first sight | Slow burn  Freckles | Dimples Long eyelashes | Long fingers Soft lips | Sensitive neck Stubble | Thick hair Slow dance | Intimate conversation Candlelight dinner | Stargazing

Inspired by [X]

Tagged by: @themckaytriarchy (thank you cereal! ♡) Tagging: @arkhmlcst, @bxrningblack, @byanyan, @celerem, @defectivexfragmented, (for Matt?), @mirrordread, @question-marked, @smilingmxsk, @the-arkham-librarian, @twcfaces, @twilightlane, @umbrellamedic, @vulpuslunae and anybody else who'd like to do this?

[burdened-boy]

It's Halloween night, the spookiest time of the year. Sure, it's expected to see animationics and an array of costumes, both shitty and pretty darn good. And depending on where you're from, maybe the scent of blood isn't alarming on a night like this. Maybe it was the active shifting of shadows, the rustling of foilage in which, when called to, there was no verbal answer. Just the sound of meaty, wet tearing behind a set of hedges. Whatever it was, and whether or not Jon would make a sound, the beast in the shadow would halt in its tracks. It was almost completely out of place from the way it sniffed and snorted about, its crimson eyes looking this way and that... before it locked eyes with the tv headed individual. Maybe it was just a really well-done costume made for a really good actor. But the subtle glint of fresh blood and a strong coppery stench made that theory a bit harder to hold water.

It stood there for a moment; still as a deer in headlights. Then darted off with its meal. Perhaps the night was even less safe than usual...

@smilingmxsk

The bark of the trees and the blades of grass beneath Limbo's feet wiggled and gyrated, as if their natural repeating patterns were animated in a zoetrope. A frenetic soup of psychedelics, caffeine and missed antipsychotic regimens coursed through the killer's blood, the brain it occupied being far too addled to fully piece together the creature that had interrupted his gravedigging expedition.

It was another cloudy night for Limbo, his mind ever so loosely gripping lucidity. A cold Halloween in the night, dancing with the creatures in the woods. The cyborg gripped the dirty shovel already in his hands, and memories of the shotgun in his car flashed among blaring orchestra music in his ears.

Limbo was not trapped in these woods with this creature, rather, it had made the unfortunate mistake of stumbling upon him.

[leondxs]

" what the hell did you do ; tap - dance all over the body with ice - skates ? "

blood, blood, gallons of the stuff !

@smilingmxsk

Leondas cocked his head, perplexed by her words. His face was devoid of any emotion other than slight, vague bewilderment. What an amusing image that planted in his brain. Yet he found himself more confused than humored.

❝ No, ❞ he began slowly, pointing a bloodied talon at the shredded corpse before them. His response was simple, as if he did not understand her shock. ❝ He would not stop struggling. ❞

The creature had drained the man of blood, slicing him endlessly in the process due to the reasoning he uttered. It was not his fault his prey had refused to cooperate.

[sanguine-salvation]

☕️ + 15, 17!

[ Spill the Tea ☕ - ACCEPTING ]

"I like anything that sounds good, but I do have preferences. I like experimental music. Anything that just itches in your ears and takes a few listens to settle in. I also like electronic music, and rock, but mostly metal and goth. Chamber pop is nice, but I am picky about it. And of course, I have classical pieces I'm very fond of. You don't spend your entire life growing up around a ballet studio and not find a few that don't drive you crazy on the hundredth repeat."

"Ah, I get to pick another? My lucky day~ Well, of course, dragons. All of them. Sure, it is a little typical, and yes it is very much cheating." They laughed and shrugged. "What can I say, I'm a sucker for variety, and you simply can't go wrong with dragons. Ha. I used to daydream about them on long car trips, that they were flying in the sky alongside us, or crawling up buildings like lizards. Back when the world was small and simple and safe... ah, nostalgia is dangerous. Better off without it."

[sanguine-salvation]

“The older I get, the more I understand the Grinch.”

[ Christmas Starters - ACCEPTING ]

"Oh, you and I have that much in common."

They grumbled and wrinkled their nose as a wet splot of snow fell from the edge of their hood onto their face. Cold. Eugh. Honestly, the hunch of their shoulders was very Grinch-esque, they were the picture of grumpy.

"Oh be merry, oh be joyful, oh throw yourself into debt trying to one up that bitch Marian so you can gloat at the next PTA meeting that your children are better off than hers." They rolled their eyes. "Have you seen those godawful videos of mothers showing off their shopping hauls for their toddlers. Toddlers. Mountains of gifts up to the ceiling! More than they can have the attention span to even rationalize much less play with! All for their own clout, of course. What else is there? Ugh. Family bloggers."

They shook juuust a bit like a dog, though maybe it was a shiver they were trying to hide, shaking away some of the snow that had collected on their shoulders. "... I got away from myself there. I'm in a mood. And I'm cold."

[sanguine-salvation]

...Slowly starts raising the volume for Mariah Carrey's "All I Want For Christmas"-

(I'M SORRY VIK)

"..."

"I'm sorry, did you forget that being stabbed hurts?"

[sanguine-salvation]

Why were you named the way you were? Is there a special meaning behind your name (or middle name if applicable)?

[ ☠ ― 𝑄𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑀𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝐶𝑎𝑛 𝐴𝑛𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑟. - ACCEPTING ]

“Viktor is straightforward. Apparently I wasn’t an easy birth, the doctors were sure I would not make it, and that I would be my mother’s only and last. I lived. My father chose it for me, because I won the fight. Oh but I’m sure the majority of people wish I hadn’t nowadays though, ha.”

“And Mátyás means gift of god, same vein really. That was my mother’s choice. Named after a very close friend of hers. A fellow dancer, died before I was born. I only ever saw pictures.”

[sanguine-salvation]

"you don't know me. i'm so much worse than you thought."

[ jonathan abernathy... - ACCEPTING ]

"Ahahahaha, don't tease me! You'll rile me up, I've been so bored lately."

They flipped the knife in their hand. The blade clicked as it folded and unfolded again, cleaned of its last duties. They leaned their head through the gap in the fire escape railing. So many of the old buildings' escapes were wasting away, bars missing, stairs that creaked too much, ladders that were eaten through by rust like clothes in a moth-infested closet. They would fall and probably kill you if you tried to use them to actually escape a fire.

But they were a favorite perch. They knew how to move about even the weakest of them with the luck of a cat. They pressed the opened blade to their cheek and flashed a lopsided grin of tombstone white and one dull gold tooth.

"I may not 'know you', but it's only a matter of time. I know when I've struck a nerve. Do you know how many times I've heard that? And it's true. Of course it is. We're all so much worse than we let the world know, because we can't bear it. Even when we try to be ugly, it's always to hide something uglier."

That smile grew just a bit more, a shitty kind of mischief coming to their eyes. "... a mask, if you will." They pushed themself up, and swung over the escape, landing hard on their feet but standing right back up as if they'd done it a thousand times.

"So illuminate it for me, dear. What are you hiding under there?"

[sanguine-salvation]

What if you ran out of knives-

[ Send me ‘What If’ scenarios for my muse to answer. - ACCEPTING ]

"......... You really would not believe how hard that is." They might have an absurd and truly unnecessary amount of knives. Maybe not all on their person at once, but still.

Actually, no, they still usually have an unnecessary number of knives on their person too. Just not all of them.

"But even if I somehow did, I have killed plenty of people with far less. It'd hardly stop me."