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pulled 2 whole starters out of my arse tonight everyone clap and wipe away a single tear with your expensive silk handkerchief
#* out.#are the meds working or did i just lock in#who knows truly bc aside from this#it doesn't feel like they're gonna kick in for a while#poses anyway#productivity spike
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𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍. for @feminurge nova.
bells toll for the living as well as the dead, it seems.
" I'm partial to funerals, myself, " the tall woman hums to a passer-by, snuffing out her cigarette and throwing it into the neatly curated rosebush. worming her way into the wedding celebration wasn't a difficult affair: mortals are barely cognisant of mind trickery when it comes from a beautiful woman after all. what made being there difficult was the fact that she couldn't step inside the building itself. hovering by the door, however, gained her less attention than she'd thought. even with the floor length black dress and makeup to match a more dour affair, people were too excited for the happy couple to care for a stranger lingering behind.
she'd only seen the ghost a couple of times, but just those select few were more than enough to confirm her suspicions: the woman had no memory of who she was, the goddess she had been. even the name had made its way through the annals of time, and nova couldn't resist any longer.
her love had returned to her, and she would stop at nothing to bring her back into her arms.
the ceremony goes as it usually does, boring professions of love and loyalty ushered in front of a gathering. she watches the clock on the wall with apparent fascination until she hears her cue: speak now or forever hold your peace.
" I object. Ishtar is coming with me. "
#feminurge#* in character: nova.#putting this in your modern verse if that's ok !!#specifically during her wedding sdlkfhjds i hope that's alright#figured some drama would be interesting hehe#if you'd prefer something else though lmk!
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𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍. for @baroviana alejandro.
HER INTOXIFYING SCENT; a long-dead flash of pale neck and tantalising blood, moans & whimpers fill his mind -- a memory long buried, now awakened with the unmistakable odour that tempts him from nearby.
the book between his palms snaps shut, a gentle whiff of must mixing with the undeniable familiarity in the air. how had he been eluded for so long, only to be teased in the most cruel of ways. golden eyes begin their search for the owner of the sweetness, fangs already growing at the prospect of digging into delicate flesh.
amongst the crowd within the tavern, very few faces have changed over the passing hours. regulars, he suspects, make up more than half of the patrons -- any newcomers appear to have joined a table or come in with a group. no lone temptress appears to have slid her way into the rabble without his knowledge, but he need not trust his vision to know that she is here.
" Ana, you need not drag this out... " he calls quietly, smirk growing upon his lips. he leaves the book at his table and begins to follow his nose, searching desperately for the source of his fascination.
he stops above a table full of what he assumes is adventurers, definitely not what he is looking for. but the smell is unmistakable and he finds himself lifting the soft black hair of the person in front of him, almost sure that it is they who masquerade as his once-beloved.
" pardon me, fellows. I appear to have business with your friend here. " he addresses the table, before looking down to the person themselves. " my love, could I steal a moment of your time? I believe you have something of mine... I would very much like it back. "
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aftermath by Zoe Zhu
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weekend afk as usual, tho I have medication for my adhd now so I’m gonna lock tf in when I’m back
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apologies for being awol recently it just seems to be one thing after another here rn. anyways, I’ll be moving in two weeks so I will be sparse while I sort everything out and start prepping for that.
#* out.#everything is just so much all of the time I swear#however I am getting my first round of adhd meds this week so#we shall see if it changes my ability to write
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CYBERPUNK 2077 — Night City (1/?)
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“The best kind.” {The STrain, Last Rites}
#* nova thoughts.#* lacey thoughts.#* omen thoughts.#* laura thoughts.#* alejandro thoughts.#* akali thoughts.#* draven thoughts.
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not to be a freak on main but the new hellraiser game is going to be all I talk about when it comes out
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𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍. for @elegaria
THIEF. what else could this young woman be? mariela’s eyes, mariela’s hair, mariela’s being had been stolen, placed upon this strange individual who had just now stood upon the very same stage at the theatre that mariela had once played. it was a shame that this stranger could not be trusted to play her instrument solo, captivating others as her true love once had, but still…
was it really just a coincidence that this woman wore her lover’s skin, or something more?
it had been her eldest brother who had pointed out the similarities, curious as to whether nova had even known before the band were to tour in their city. pentakill were on her radar of course, having passively heard a few of their tracks at dmitri’s. but to see her lover among the lineup? it couldn’t be.
heart racing — or perhaps only the ghosts of a memory of such occurring — nova had slipped out of the crushing crowd and charmed a security guard into letting her backstage. the poor soul had imagined a sexy rendezvous in one of the band members’ dressing room, only to find himself locked in one while nova herself rummaged around another.
something in here had to have the answers: witchcraft or cosmic interference, there had to be a reason that mariela had returned to her. she could not believe that in all of her years, fate would be so cruel as to tempt her with something so familiar, yet so unknown at the same time.
she knew that there was hardly any time left before the band finished their set, but consequences had long been forgotten in the wake of her desperation. even if she found nothing in the dressing room, this “sona” would return to it soon and perhaps then… in the flesh… she would find her answer.
#elegaria#* in character: nova.#i’m putting this in musicverse#because I think nova coming across as like#a stalker fan#would be interesting……#punch me in the head if you would prefer smth else
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fuck it you know what idc I’m writing from mobile and if everything looks jank I don’t care !
#* out.#I hate tumblr mobile with a passion but#until I can afford a new laptop#this is how I’m going to roll#when I’m too tired to get out of bed but not tired enough to sleep
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ok reply with a vampire (& your muse) if you want one of these
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― Han Kang, Human Acts
#* omen thoughts.#* laura thoughts.#* omen rel: sakura.#* laura rel: nicole.#* laura rel: christian.
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wishlisting a dyn. for one of the vampires (alejandro or nova probably) to meet a doppelgänger of a past love and become infatuated with them,,, thank yew
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Hey fellas.
There's a blog named @/fucktrpc that's putting posts of dead animals in tags used for rpc. I'd recommend blocking that blog asap as they seem to be a troll blog looking to get some sick kicks.
Please feel free to reblog this to spread awareness.
#* out.#animal death /#animal harm /#people are so fucking sick and twisted#hope this gets taken down asap
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anyway. I will be medicated for adhd soon so. I do hope it helps me focus on writing 😭
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