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Both of you are on a Quixotic, existence-defining quest to find something that will make this terrible, wonderful world of ours make sense to you. They’re not your enemy, Beckett - they are your shadow.  // Independent rp blogs for Beckett and Sascha Vykos from Vampire: the Masquerade. 

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[ reverse + wall ] : your muse pinning mine against a wall.

    HARSH   GRIP   SWINGS   ;   STALKER   HITTING   the   damp,   brick   wall   behind   him   with   a   heavy   crack   ---   this   raven   was   poisoned   with   paranoia.   this   was   very   obvious.   a   mere   sound   sends   her   prowling   at   this   point   !   everything   was   a   spy,   a   camarilla  fuck   !   dagger-sharp   nails  pierce   taut   flesh   of   the   supposed   alleyway   stalker’s   throat.   cainite   blood   caresses   her   alabaster   skin   ;   eyes   of   abyss   stare   with   murderous   intent,   yet   .   .   .   they   fall  upon   a   familiar   face.   for   once,   not   the   kind   that   sofia   ached   to   de-spine   &   torture   in   the   rays   of   sunlight   !   ❝   you   CANNOT   do   that,   ❞   lasombra   chastises,   any   semblance   of   the   cainite   he   knew   (   a   pretty   cardinal   of   the   sabbat   sat   atop   an   obsidian   throne   )   was   washed   away   from   the   meager   existence   of   this   pitiful,   human-infested   earth.   ❝   don’t   speak   of   seeing   me.   go   away.   ❞ meme   |   @meanestmachine |  accepting   !

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❥     𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓  𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍   𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒   .

another meme inspired by devotedecay’s format !     tw  for  violence, blood, mature themes. send  in  one  of  these  for  my  muse’s  reaction  to  … (  add  ❝  reverse  ❞   if  you’d  like  to  see  how  my  muse  would  preform  the  action  !  )

[ deck ]   your muse decking mine in the face.

[ punch ]   your muse punching mine anywhere / or specify.

[ pin ]   your muse forcibly pinning my muse beneath them.

[ straddle ]   your muse forcing mine to the ground and straddling them.

[ scratch ]   your muse raking mine with their nails / claws.

[ bite ]   your muse biting mine.

[ turn ]   your muse rolling from beneath to atop my muse.

[ wall ]   your muse pinning mine against a wall.

[ snarl ]   your muse snarling / growling at mine.

[ curse ]   your muse cursing at / cursing mine out.

[ tug ]   your muse gripping mine’s hair.

[ kick ]   your muse kicking mine anywhere / or specify.

[ point + gun ]   your muse holding mine at gun point.

[ point + knife ]   your muse holding mine at knife point.

[ mock ]   your muse mocking mine.

[ sweep ]   your muse knocking mine off their feet.

[ grab ]   your muse grabbing mine forcibly.

[ shoot ]   your muse shooting my muse anywhere / or specify.

[ stab ]   your muse stabbing my muse anywhere / or specify.

[ break ]   your muse breaking any of mine’s bones / or specify.

[ strangle ]   your muse choking mine out.

[ shove ]   your muse shoving mine forcibly.

[ bruise ]   your muse making mine bruise.

[ under ]   your muse shoving mine underwater.

[ attempt ]   your muse attempting to kill mine.

[ bare ]   your muse baring their teeth at mine.

[ threaten ]   your muse threatening mine.

[ spit ]   your muse making mine spit blood.

[ bleed ]   your muse making mine bleed.

[ burn ]   your muse burning mine.

[ corner ]   your muse cornering mine.

[ throat ]   your muse wrapping a hand around mine’s throat.

[ challenge ]   your muse challenging mine.

[ cut ]   your muse cutting mine.

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dean lewis sentences.

“They’re asking questions I don’t know.”

“I don’t think you need more.”

“I don’t need nothing, from nobody.”

“I can see it on your face, you’re hurting.”

“Baby, can’t you see, that your past is your past.”

“Baby, you’ve got a hold of me.”

“Your past is your past.”

“Been trying to figure you out.”

“It gets cold here during winter.”

“It’s in all the little things.”

“Your smile, it stings.”

“Is it too late to turn around?”

“I’m already half-way out of town.”

“I know how I let you down…”

“I finally figured it out.”

“I forgot to love you.”

“How the hell did I end up losing you?”

“This hotel life? I’m not used to it.”

“It took you a while to open up to me.”

“I know you get scared when I’m away.”

“I think about you almost all the day.”

“I promise you that I’ll be back again.”

“Can you remember when we were dancing in the hotel rooms?”

“It was just me and you.”

“It never mattered where we were, because we were falling in love.”

“Your heart is my home, and I’m not letting go.”

“When I was feeling down, you always picked me up.”

“I didn’t matter what I was doing wrong.”

“I’ve lived my life without you for far too long.”

“When I saw your face, I knew that my world had changed.”

“We’re too drunk to even walk”

“I guess you wanna talk”

“They say the bigger the love, the harder the fall.”

“All packed up?”

“If the feeling’s gone, stay awake with me.”

“Just keep holding on.”

“Stay awake with me.”

“All our memories are packed into boxes.”

“I’m caught up in the middle of it all.”

“It takes control of the person I thought I was.”

“There is a lie in the dark, and I feel its warmth.”

“Why can’t I hold on?”

“It comes and goes in waves. It always does.”

“Trying hard to let go.”

“It carries us away.”

“You look away from me.”

“There’s something you’re trying to hide.”

“What’s on your mind?”

“I made a dumb mistake.”

“I know you love her, but it’s over, mate.”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“It’s never easy to walk away. Let go. It will be alright.”

“It will be alright.”

“It was fucking with my head.”

“I could tell you’re moving on.”

“It’s not the fact that you kissed him yesterday, it’s the feeling of betrayal.”

“I just wanna stay.”

“It’s over, mate.”

“It’s gonna hurt for a bit of time.”

“Bottoms up, let’s forget tonight.”

“You’ll find another, you’ll be just fine.”

“Nothing heals the past like time.”

“I used to pray for a miracle.”

“I know that it’s all over.”

“You’re mine.”

“Now I know it’s all over.”

“All these little things, they start to slip away.��

“Hold me, I’m falling apart.”

“I’m scared.”

“I’m lost in the dark.”

“This feeling… surely can’t last.”

“I took it away.”

“I took it away from you.”

“I held your hand, but you let it go.”

“I find it hard to sleep when I’m sleeping by myself.”

“I’m lying in a spare room, thinking I should be somewhere else.”

“We’ve been drinking.”

“We can sabotage ourselves.”

“Nothing seems to help.”

“I already packed my stuff.”

“The way you look brings me straight down.”

“I don’t wanna wake you up right now.”

“I was ready to go —”

“I have no idea what we’re fighting for.”

“No one knows.”

“You’ve been sleeping the whole night.”

“Tried my best to not even call.”

“Did you mean what you said?”

“It’s fucking with my head.”

“I’d give it all to get you back.”

“Now I know — you don’t mean that.”

“I can’t get you out of mind.”

“Nothing is true, no one is you.”

“You’re stuck in my mind.”

“I’m trying my best to say good-byes.”

“I think it’s time to go.”

“It’s time to go.”

“You always saw the best in me.”

“I know I could make it hard.”

“You could always make me laugh.”

“You’d take the good from all the bad.”

“I’m alone.”

“Have you ever wished you could rewind?”

“Have you ever lived on borrowed time?”

“But don’t hold me —”

“I’m falling back down.”

“I don’t wanna see you hit the ground.”

“You found my heart in the lost and found.”

“The scars still follow me around.”

“You will learn to move on.”

“Don’t hold me.”

“You’re in free fall.”

“You must let go of me.”

“If you keep me, you will lose it all.”

“Please, please…”

“I was looking for something more.”

“When I put my eyes on you, I fell in love with you for the last time.”

“I remember the dark brown of your eyes.”

“You took me by surprise.”

“When I put my hands on you, I fell in love with you for the last time.”

“If this was love and I was wrong… then I’ll admit the mistakes.”

“I told you to go left.”

“I told you that I loved you.”

“You couldn’t tell I was lying.”

“I put my eyes on you for the last time.”

“Maybe I’m too young to settle down.”

“I know that you’d be good for me, but I wouldn’t stick around.”

“I don’t wanna hurt you.”

“I don’t wanna let you down again, for the last time.”

“I was wrong to say I loved her.”

“I was wrong to think I’m right.”

“I’ve been running from my demons, afraid to look behind.”

“I’ve been running from myself, afraid of what I’d find.”

“How I am supposed to love you, when I don’t love who I am?”

“How can I give you all of me, when I’m only half a man.”

“Let go of my hand.”

“I’ve been waiting for an answer.”

“What’s broken can’t be whole anymore.”

“I’m a sinking ship that’s burning.”

“No one can hurt me like I’ve hurt myself.”

“I’m beyond help.”

“Don’t give your heart to me.”

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   howdy, guys and ghouls – do me a solid and drop a little reblog on this if you’re interested in interacting with a dash - only & ( mostly ) iconless mercurio from vtm:b ! as tentatively handled by hera.   ( no minors, please, due to the nature of the content on this blog ).

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Emeraude Toubia — and Matthew Daddario during their panel at the TAInstituteCon3 in Milano, Italy.’

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There’s nothing a man can do, that I can’t do better and in heels.

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⋄◝  ♕   FEBRUARY   10TH,   2019

        ❝   𝑨𝑵𝑫   𝑾𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑬   𝑾𝑬𝑹𝑬   𝒀𝑶𝑼   ?   𝒀𝑶𝑼   𝑪𝑨𝑵'𝑻   𝑷𝑶𝑺𝑺𝑰𝑩𝑳𝒀   𝑩𝑬   𝑰𝑵𝑵𝑶𝑪𝑬𝑵𝑻   .   ❞   unbelieving   of   an   imaginary   argument   that   sofia   has   never   made   ,   booming   tone   of   laughter   poured   over   every   diligent   lasombra   in   this   room   :   captivated   at   the   sight   of   the   burning   cardinals   ------   sofia   next   on   trial   whilst   strapped   down   to   a   gasoline   drenched   crucifix   .   ❝   it’s   nothing   personal   ,   cardinal   ,   but   there’s   a   war   raging   out   there   ,   &   we   plan   on   winning   .   ❞

        limbs   trapped   against   the   cross   ,   thick   wooden   nails   pounded   harshly   into   both   wrists   &   ankles   :   woefully   medieval   .   all   heads   turned   as   sofia   spoke   once   more   :   unable   to   burn   peacefully   .   no   ,   not   now   .   she   would   not   whimper   or   whine   ---   but   she   could   not   meet   her   final   death   to   people   who   she   believed   were   barely   her   equals   now   that   they   were   scrambling   to   keep   their   broken   numbers   standing   .

        ❝   winning   ?   ❞   sofia   asked   ,   a   malignant   scoff   dripping   with   wet   ,   black   vitae   that   she   had   secretly   desired   to   spit   at   them   all   :   the   amici   noctis   .   standing   there   ,   up   on   their   pedestals   .   cloaks   long   &   dark   ,   cascading   down   their   backs   .   that   should   be   her   .   ❝    there   will   be   no   winners   ,   only   survivors   .   we   will   beat   the   inquisition   ,   yes   ,   but   what   of   gehenna   ?   what   of   the   war   in   the   east   -   the   ravnos   ?   that   will be   us   ,   without   the   sword   of   caine   .   without   our   legacy   !   without   our   creation   !   ❞   to   rally   for   the   sabbat   during   an   execution   for   being   connected   to   it   so   heavily   .   .   .   may   not   have   been   bright   ,   but   sofia   could   twist   any   tune   to   her   melody   in   this   echoing   transept   .   ❝   i   know   most   of   all   what   it   will   take   ---------   where   was   i   ?   where   were   all   of   you   ?   looking   at   me   .   waiting   for   me   to   gather   the   north   american   troops   &   watching   as   i   send   all   the   fledglings   your   way   once   i   find   them   writhing   in   agony   on   the   streets   .   ❞

        interruption   came   with   a   cracking   of   an   invisible   whip   ,   the   dark   forces   of  obtenebration   licking   at   the   feet   of   the   amici   noctis   member   closest   to   sofia   ---   one   who   has   been   watching   for   decades   :   preparing   ,   waiting   ,   hoping   for   her   success   of   initiation   .   she   appeared   empty   ,   yet   thoughtful   .   utterly   challenging   .    ❝   you   are   not   the   only   cardinal   on   our   radar   ,   despite   your   tra---   ❞

        laughter   breaks   off   the   cainite’s   impending   speech   ,   attempting   to   discredit   sofia   &   all   the   things   she’s   done   for   this   caine-forsaken   circle   .   ❝   i   am   now,   look   around   !   ❞   gesturing   with   nothing   but   violent   whips   of   her   shadowy   tresses   to   the   burned   corpses   .   ❝   you   wanted   me   ,   you   saw   me   &   knew   i   could   get   it   all   done   .   .   .   i   don’t   need   direction   ,   i   don’t   need   a   deadline   ,   if   i   want   it   ,   i   get   it   !   you   know   ,   that’s   why   you   want   me   to   join   you   !   ❞   absolutely   mad   ,   sofia   was   cackling   .   a   vibrant   roar   of   certainty   in   herself   .   all   anyone   else   could   do   is   watch   .   ❝   just   strip   me   of   cardinal   already   &   give   me   a   better   title   .   ❞

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what the FUCK?

Independent roleplay of erika i.shi.i’s character Annabelle from LA By Night.

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HANDWRITING CAN TELL YOU A LOT ABOUT A PERSON ! GO HERE AND AND REPOST WITH YOUR CHARACTER’S NAME IN THEIR HANDWRITING!

TAGGED BY:   stole   from   the   tags   to   entertain   myself   ! TAGGING:   @paxde   |   @bayouz   |   @thefanggang  ( any character!)   |   @meanestmachine   |   idek   anyone   who   rly   wants   to   bc   they   love   their   muse   ;-;