anancientcreature

[anancientcreature]

Something to note about the Mun/Mod;

I felt I should make a post on this for ALLLLL my blogs that I RP on. So, here we go.

You may have noticed that I often go for weeks at a time without RPing or replying to anything on one of my blogs. This is generally because I get distracted and fully focused on another idea/character/plot etc. I NEVER abandon my characters. I will be back. I’m just absorbed with something else right now. I’m ALWAYS thinking of multiple plot ideas, character development moments, possible relationships and the like for many characters every day. I’ll be driving down the road and suddenly an idea for Sirina will pop in my head and I’ll be thinking of that for a few hours. Or my Doctor Whooves blog. Or Zafforon. Or any of my 40 some odd characters that don’t have blogs. I’m always thinking of my characters and I’m always creating and helping them grow. It’s just a matter of whether or not I have time to work with the characters I have the muse for at that moment.

I’m sorry if this is a big deal to some of you. If I could, I would reply to ALL my threads and asks on every blog every day. But I simply don’t have the muse for all my characters at once.

Please don’t be afraid to RP with me or send asks just because I haven’t updated in a while. You never know. Your interaction could be the spark I need to get back in character. And even if it’s not I never turn anyone away and I love every single one of you.

Thanks for reading. <3

[anancientcreature]

what the fuck is wrong with you people, the only difference between “oc” and “canon” is that canon was adapted to the screen like wow hahaha like it’s a big deal, like there are not shitty/ poorly written characters in movies and series

stop picking on ocs you pieces of shit

[anancientcreature]

My muse has been missing for awhile, and yours comes across them laying unconscious on the ground, bloody and bruised. What does your muse do?

[anancientcreature]

A hearty laugh rumbled from his chest. "My friend, while your concern is much appreciated, it is not needed." His lips turned up ever so slightly in the hint of a smirk. "I am far more capable than my current appearance would have you assume." he said in a hushed tone. "Though for the sake of the casual onlooker, I suppose it would be best if kept to the guise of a feeble, old man." he said with a shrug. "Still I would prefer to accompany you, if you don't mind. We've had an unfortunate problem with attempted thievery as of late and I would very much like to keep an eye out for any suspicious activity."

"Very nice…They’ll have no problem verifying this," he commented, examining the signature with a smile. He put the pen and the clipboard back in his shoulder bag and bowed his head slightly. "Oh, it’s only a few crates of books and artifacts and they’re rather heavy. I wouldn’t want to be responsible for any injuries…" 

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He took the liberty of rummaging through her fridge, drawn to the scent of fresh meat. Though what he found was only a few cuts of ham, it was certainly enough to get by. He placed his findings on a plate and looked around to make sure no one was watching. A layer of deep sapphire scales covered his face as he blew a steady stream of flames over the meat, charring the edges and leaving the innermost parts red and raw. Once satisfied, he resumed his human appearance and took his meal to a table to eat quietly while he waited on his host.

The blind woman lowered herself into the bath, the warn water swirling around her. She turned the water off and allowed herself to completely submerge.

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Zafforon gave a light chuckle at the other man's forgetfulness, signing the receipt with his fluid calligraphy and handing the pen and clipboard back to Harry. "There we are. I'll ensure everything is received by the rightful owners." he stated. "Now then, would you like a hand unloading the freight? It would be a stain on my honor not to offer my assistance."

At first, the Master shrugged his shoulders. Then he paused, seemed to think about it, and then his eyes widened and he flushed in embarrassment.

"Right! Of course… I’ve got a delivery truck waiting outside…." He reached into the shoulder bag he’d been wearing and pulled out a clipboard. "I just need someone to sign for it. I got lost looking for whoever was supposed to sign it, but it doesn’t matter. Since you work here, it’ll be verified later. If you could please sign for it, that would be excellent…” He handed Zafforon the clipboard, along with a pen. 

[anancientcreature]

Send my Muse a Rose Based on Their Feelings Toward Them!

Red -Love, Respect White - Purity, Innocence Pink -Appreciation, Admiration  Light Pink -Sympathy, Gladness  Yellow -Joy, Friendship Yellow with Red Tip -Friendship, Falling in Love Orange -Desire, Enthusiasm Peach -Sincerity, Gratitude Coral -Desire Lavender -Love at first sight, Enchantment Black -Death, Hatred Blue -The unattainable, The impossible/Possibly longing Rainbow - Unknown, Too many to convey

Or send multiple!

[anancientcreature]

The sound of running water, roused him from his rest. He stood with a light groan and glanced down the hall, seeing the bathroom light on. Favoring the idea of giving the lady privacy, he made his way to the kitchen, curious of what sort of food she would have, if any.

The vampire eased herself into her coffin, forcing herself to relax. She closed her eyes and had a restful sleep, remaining unconscious until the next evening. When she awoke, instinct took over. She made her way down the hall to her bathroom and began to draw water for a bath. She stripped off her gown, tossing it over the open door, then lowered herself into the water.

[anancientcreature]

 #supernatural karma

because life is fucking hilarious sometimes

[anancientcreature]

I'm the kind of Mun who doesn't mind multiple threads with the same person.

Fight in one? Fluff in the other? You got it. Fight in both threads? One physical, One Verbal? Why not?!

[anancientcreature]

"Sleep well, my dear." said in farewell. He spent most of the day in the sitting room, reading some of the novels from one of the shelves. A few of which he had read before, yet others he was glad to find offered new tales for him to pass the time. At some point late in the afternoon, Zafforon let his eyes rest, leaning back in the chair comfortably. It was more of a meditation than actual sleep and he soon found himself worrying over the Vampire's predicament. His thoughts stewed over how he could help spark her memories, but he kept coming up with nothing. He remained in this restful state even until sunset, deep in his own thoughts.

She opened her mouth to reply then closed it once again. The woman was unsure if she wanted him to stay. But the thought of him leaving unsettled her even more. “You’re not allowed in my room.” she told him sternly, lifting her chin to assert herself. “I suppose— If you’d like… You’re welcome to stay.” she said. The woman shifted. “I should retire for the morning. I can feel the sun beginning to rise.” With that, she gave a small nod and disappeared quickly down the hallway.

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He chuckled a bit at her offer. "That is quite kind of you, madam, but I do not need nearly as much sleep as the average human. There's no need to apologize. If I had desired to stay at my office or return to my abode I would have done so by now. My focus, currently, is making sure you are kept well and safe until such a time when you are once again comfortable on your own." he explained, lowering himself into a chair and picking up a book that had been lying on the coffee table. "It would be dishonorable of me to desert you while you still remain unwell. That is, unless you would prefer I take my leave."

"And you?" She asked. "What will you do? I apologize for keeping you all night, dear. It wasn't my intention to do so." She faced the man. "I believe I have a spare bedroom if you'd like to utilize that."

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He stepped forward and placed a hand on her shoulder in an attempt at a comforting gesture. "Perhaps what you need is rest. As far as I can see you have done all you can for tonight." He turned his head towards the window. "The sun will be up soon, as you yourself stated before. It would be wise for you to take shelter and let your mind settle for a while. When night falls again you can return to your search for answers." he suggested.

She let her shoulder fall against the wall, her head following shortly after. “I’m not sure.” She answered. “Empty. Confused. Frustrated?” She shook her head. “There could be decades, centuries even, of memories that I can’t access.”

[anancientcreature]

"My sincerest apologies." he said. "I should not have been so heartless with my words. Specifically, while you do remain in distress." His apology was spoken honestly, without a hint of humor or false tone. "How are you feeling?"

“Don’t condescend to me.” She hissed over her shoulder. The woman continued to her sitting room again and paused at the fireplace. Her memories were just beyond what she could reach but she could feel them there. So close.

[anancientcreature]

do you ever wonder if anyone has a crush on you and then laugh at yourself because ew who would have a crush on you

[anancientcreature]

A small smile tugged at the corners of his lips in amusement. "I take it the drinking of my blood was not proof enough for you?" he mused, following after her. "Yet your memory remains dark, even now?"

“I am a vampire.” It was strange, the combination of words. The large mystery had been solved. But now that she knew what she was, she wanted to know who she was. The blind woman walked past him and back to the hallway.

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"And what theory would that be, madam?" he asked, watching her carefully.

The vampire curled her fingers under the lip. With a small click, she lifted the lid. Inside was lined with black silk. It was plush and smooth. “It seems your theory was correct, dear.” She closed the lid again then pushed herself up from the floor.