bonesofchaos

[bonesofchaos]

feel the hate inside of me fuck their lives i'll eat their hearts the only thing that brings me peace

indie supernatural oc written by foxglove. 21+. mature themes present

[bonesofchaos]

nara hums, eyes slipping closed as the winter sun shines down on him. it's warm here, despite the season, the forest his domain, bending to his will. caught in constant spring, his eternal life fuelling it. what is a god of spring and life without such a thing surrounding him after all.

"ah, it's one of my only joys in life these days, thank you for not taking it away." he's joking of course. nara is content here, in this place. worshipped as a god by the lost things, by the exiled that whisper his name as they pass through, leaving tribute in his temple.

"tell me of your days away. you seem to be gone longer and longer and i miss the presence of you when you're not here." he's not lonely per say, what with the trees to talk to and the wind bringing whispers from beyond the branches, but he's grown used to damian in his space and notices when he's missing.

Damian couldn't say when things got flirty with this god, he wasn't sure if it was just casual banter that found it's way fixed between them, the longing stares and the candid touches when sharing the bathe waters here and there, but it was comfortable. Though a mind blanked with his arrival on this planet being his first notion that things were not what he knew of, it was comforting to be with someone and something that too, wasn't of this world and yet everything that felt okay in being on the outskirts of what he knows. Though the mutations and monsters of this world seemed to be on the rise, it wasn't either often for him to think of it as anything different - simply because he had nothing to compare it too.

His body remembered things he couldn't fathom, the swear of his sword, the power in his core, his abilities though some names do escape him, they linger on the tip of his tongue just awaiting the days he can pluck them out on the battlefield but in all honesty - he wasn't searching for that place again. Strange, how he knew it was a battlefield he was missing in a sense, it was a world he didn't know how to describe nor recall enough to believe it to be a repressed memory or a made-up hope for a justification for his wounds, scars and mental damage.

The trees being fond of him made him laugh the discomfort away though, raising a hand to a low branch and stroking a fingertip over the leaf with a muttered thanks before looking back to Nara and snorting to his words. This being was a smitten thing, warmed water before he used it, food on his plate before he asked, to look after the smallest of cuts on his being as if it was a life-threatening wound. "Feels wrong for them to step through the barrier otherwise…" The something in him, drives him to the right place, sword in hand. "And leave you without the joy of taking it off yourself?" Jest, comfortable, warm - this was a life that his bones ached for it felt like and who was he to deny such a thing with such perfect company.

[bonesofchaos]

feel the hate inside of me fuck their lives i'll eat their hearts the only thing that brings me peace

indie supernatural oc written by foxglove. 21+. mature themes present

[bonesofchaos]

When I say "I want to eat you" I don't mean eat your private parts, I mean cannibalism

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// here~

[bonesofchaos]

𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄/ 𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐂 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 & 𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒. all these sentences quotes are the key words of gothic horror romance, dark romances and enemies to lovers. it also includes scenarios that fit the thematic. please change names, locations and pronouns as you see fit.

Dark Romance & Gothic Horror Romance

“I dream of you in crimson and shadows, and I wake up gasping for air.”

“You should have run when you had the chance.”

“Kiss me now, or I’ll tear your world apart.”

“You haunt me, and I can’t tell if I love it or if it’s killing me.”

“There is no light where I come from. Only you.”

“I warned you, my love, that once you are mine, you can never leave.”

“You smell of death and roses.”

“A monster can love too, but never gently.”

“I feel your presence in every shadow, every whisper of the wind.”

“I would burn the world to keep you safe, but would you still want me after the flames die down?”

“Don’t fear the dark, darling. Fear what’s waiting in it.”

“You are the only thing that keeps me tethered to this cursed existence.”

“My love for you is a graveyard of broken oaths and bleeding hearts.”

“Your touch feels like a ghost against my skin.”

“Even if it damns me, I would choose you over salvation.”

“Do not mistake my devotion for kindness.”

“I carved your name into my soul long before you knew mine.”

“Your love will be the death of me. And I will die smiling.”

“Why do you keep coming back to me?” — “Because you call to me like a song of the damned.”

“We are bound by something older than time, darker than sin.”

“If I kissed you now, would you run, or would you stay and let me ruin you?”

“Let me show you what it means to be truly loved—terrifying, all-consuming, and eternal.”

“You think you know what I am? Then tell me… do I scare you?”

“I should let you go, but your suffering is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

“If I must be a monster, then let me be yours.”

“You have no idea what it means to be loved by something unnatural.”

“There is no happily ever after for us. Only a beautiful, tragic ending.”

“Love me or fear me. Either way, you are mine.”

“You are poison and honey, and I would drink you down without hesitation.”

“Would you still love me if you knew what I’ve done?”

Enemies to Lovers

“You are insufferable.” — “And yet, here you are.”

“The worst thing is, I think I hate you because I can’t stop thinking about you.”

“Every time I look at you, I want to fight you… or kiss you. I’m not sure which.”

“You say you despise me, but your eyes tell a different story.”

“I could kill you right now.” — “Then why don’t you?”

“If you touch me again, I won’t be held responsible for what happens next.”

“I don’t know if I want to strangle you or pull you closer.”

“I promised myself I would never love you, and yet here I am.”

“Do you think of me when you lie awake at night?”

“You don’t have to like me. You just have to want me.”

“You don’t trust me.” — “Should I?” — “No.”

“You are my ruin, and I am yours.”

“I’d rather die than fall for you.” — “Funny, I was about to say the same.”*

“Tell me to stop, and I will. But we both know you won’t.”

“I hate you.” — “You keep saying that. Say it again, but this time, try to mean it.”

“You broke my heart first.”

“I should kill you for what you did.” — “Then do it. But if you hesitate, I’ll know you feel the same.”

“We are on opposite sides of this war, but my heart is on yours.”

“You are my enemy. You have no right to make my heart race.”

“I’d rather love you in secret than hate you in public.”

“If we weren’t enemies, could you have loved me?”

“You tried to kill me, and now you want to kiss me?”

“I will always fight against you, but I will never stop loving you.”

“We are fire and fire, bound to burn each other to ash.”

“You’re a monster.” — “And yet, you can’t stay away.”

“Do you know what it’s like to want something you should never have?”

“We shouldn’t be doing this.” — “Then stop me.”

“I hate that I love you.”

“The only reason I saved you was so I could kill you myself.”

“One of us will betray the other. We both know it. So why are we still here?”

Scenarios

A vampire falls for the very hunter sworn to destroy them.

A ghost lingers in a decaying mansion, drawn to the living intruder who dares to stay.

An assassin is sent to kill a powerful enemy but instead finds themselves unable to pull the trigger.

Two opposing generals meet in secret, their battlefield hatred clashing with their undeniable attraction.

A noble is cursed to love only the one who will be their downfall.

A human discovers their lover isn’t entirely human—and never was.

A prisoner and their captor grow dangerously close.

A warrior is haunted by a mysterious figure in their dreams, only to meet them in waking life.

A dark sorcerer offers an innocent soul a terrible bargain in exchange for love.

A beauty is trapped in a monster’s lair, and the monster is not as cruel as the world believes.

A rival thief and bounty hunter must work together to survive.

A masked stranger saves a doomed soul, but at a terrible cost.

Two heirs of warring kingdoms are forced into a deadly arranged marriage.

A widow finds solace in the arms of the man responsible for her husband’s death.

An executioner spares the life of their enemy for reasons they can’t explain.

A demon falls in love with the exorcist who was meant to destroy them.

A scientist falls for their own cursed creation.

A detective and a serial killer play a dangerous game of obsession.

A fallen angel and a mortal become entangled in forbidden love.

A werewolf fights against their instinct to claim their enemy as their mate.

A forbidden romance unfolds in a haunted asylum.

A fae bargains for love but is tricked into servitude.

An aristocrat falls for the masked vigilante fighting against their family.

A witch saves a wounded knight, only for him to realize she is the enemy.

A pirate and a naval officer share an undeniable connection despite their allegiances.

A woman is drawn to the reclusive lord rumored to be a monster.

A scholar studies forbidden texts and attracts the attention of something otherworldly.

A cursed artist paints their love into existence.

Two enemies must survive the night trapped in a cursed castle.

A creature of the night watches over their oblivious beloved.

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If given the chance would Wormwood become a proper angel?

"join the ranks of the stiff robes? no thanks. they don't have burgers up in heaven and they start frowning when an angel dates a human. i'd give up my wings before i broke up with kyle."

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achilles collecting humans like funko pops "look how cute they are!"

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"as my liege commands." achilles winks and settles down onto the bar stool, unbuttoning his suit jacket as he sits. body turned ever so towards jiro, as to not have to keep turning his head, careful to allow room between them as long legs hook to foot bar of his seat. his powers are tamped down, tucked deep into his marrow, here in territory not his own, unwilling to offend his cousin, so easily driven to temper. hidden they might be, but there's no denying the odd colouring of his eyes in the dim lighting of the bar, pearl sheen in the gloom.

bayou darling glances at the cocktail menu, a vague hope that they have- "a hurricane please." a small taste of home, so far removed as he is at the moment. drink ordered he turns his full attention back to jiro, eyes flicking over features, posture, presence.

very pleasing to the eye, even to one several steps to the left of humanity. he supposes it's something else he inherited from his father, the attraction to humans and not their own kind.

jiro's question has his shaking his head, hair falling over his shoulder. "no, my cousin does. he fell off the radar for a while so i was sent to check up on him, figured i'd make a holiday of it."

he's pleased by the compliment, a smile dimpling his cheeks. it grows a little wider as his companion turns in his seat. "thank you and you were right. i'm american. born in new orleans, a bayou brat down to my bones. you? i'm guessing local from the bar? is it yours?"

It was nerve wracking at times speaking with foreigners, it wasn't like JSL was universal, but thankfully he knew enough ASL to get him through a conversation with those willing to learn it - and let's not forget his notepad and pen if he can't use his phone like in the club. The reception wasn't the best, and he didn't want to run the battery before he gets home, so a classic route of communication was best. So it was nice, this connection with Achilles, they were great at speaking with him, clear and concise considering their strong accent and change in pronunciations that Jiro thought he knew. Thanks to google, he was able to look up that phrase, Mon Roy at first, then Mon Roo, then Mon Roi?

With a laugh, he looked back at Achilles understanding his return now, before he fanned a hand at him and motioned them to the stool besides himself. A King? Maybe, it was a nice thought to have if this man was his knight, a scandalous rumour in the castle wouldn't let him reign for too long though if anything. [ Your King, would love your company. Please join me. ] When they were at his side instead now, he didn't have to look up so much, and it put his neck at ease - instead Jiro could stare with much more ease. They were a beautiful man, that was for sure.

[ Ask for anything, I'm paying - please. ] Jiro had a tab open, so he was more than happy to share it with this man now. A night he was about to walk home from with nothing much to report to his dogs, but now it could be for the better. [ Do you live local here? ] It wasn't far from his own bar, but it was a bit of a walk, so he was curious too, a bit more since family was mentioned. Jiro knew of many foreigners that moved here for business, this club was one of them so he had to think maybe they were related to someone here? [ I'm sure you get a lot of questions thrown your way, but your accent? Beautiful. Where are you from? I was going to say America, but I'm not sure any more. ]

Laugh lines present with his apologetic half-bow to his lack of knowledge, but he was still mighty interested, even twisted his hips a bit to turn his body to that of his companion now.

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"i would let him wife me in an instant."

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thierry 'extreme' la'vautour

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be honest... do you pollinate //Damian @ Nara

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there's a subtle look of disgust at the question. "i'm not a plant."

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// work fin for 4 days so i am here (threatening).

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send me "be honest..." with a question your muse has been dying to ask mine and they'll answer truthfully.

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// I’m back at wo *gagging noises* rk tonight so activity will be spotty until Thursday. Y’all take care of yourselves! Ilu!

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Can a soulmate bond with Thierry be forced? Is there a way for someone to make themselves his mate?

*big squinting*

// yeah, it can be forced. the bond isn't instant, it's not like he looks at someone and goes 'yeah this is it for me' though it does happen fairly quickly. it's an instinct thing, but also a personal preference at the same time. his instincts pick out someone who can survive him, who can stand next to him even without the shared heart and stay standing. it finds strength and a background of violence, mental fortitude and the ability to stand up for themselves. his preferences pick out someone who makes him laugh, someone stubborn and argumentative. someone full of sharp edges they refuse to soften, someone who will let him cut himself on them and lap away the blood. there are spells that can confuse his instincts, but if he even so much as gets a whiff of magic he's tearing your throat out and any magic user you brought with you to help out. it's easier to just flood him with your presence. surround him in scent and smiles, bring forth blood and let him taste it, or take from his. touch him, with violence or otherwise, a fist to the mouth is the same as a hand hold. thierry at his core is lonely. there are hardly any of his species alive, those that survived the experiments went to ground once they broke free and there's enough secrets about the voirloup that most species don't know what to make of them. smother him and he'll latch on, do it quickly enough, slyly enough and he won't even know what you're doing until it's too late and he's caught, moon lust transferred to his new mate, condensed and unbreakable.