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— bloodborne ; sentence starters.
❛ the morning will always come. ❜
❛ this will be your home, for now. ❜
❛ look at you, you sorry drunk. ❜
❛ don't you worry. this will help you forget. ❜
❛ i've never been of use to anyone. ❜
❛ i only wanted to help... ❜
❛ your blood is tainted. ❜
❛ is it the blood, or are you just raving mad? ❜
❛ this can't be the real you... please, stop. ❜
❛ i have no time for your petty lies. ❜
❛ i will never leave your side. ❜
❛ your presence somehow soothes. ❜
❛ i only wanted... to be your... friend. ❜
❛ would you ever think to love me? ❜
❛ you let the blood get the best of you. ❜
❛ remember yourself. you are not a beast. ❜
❛ you are no more than a beast. i should've known. ❜
❛ too proud to show your true face, eh? ❜
❛ i don't seem apt for this life anymore. ❜
❛ please, just stop. stop, please! ❜
❛ of course... i do love you. ❜
❛ we are born of the blood, made men by the blood, undone by the blood. ❜
❛ my eyes grow heavy... let me rest a while. i'll be fine, just wait. ❜
❛ whatever can be gained from this place, it will do more harm than good. ❜
❛ we must find a way to surpass our own stupidity. ❜
❛ isn't it time someone put you out of your misery? ❜
❛ just think about what you're doing. it's utter madness. ❜
❛ what good is your immortality now? ❜
❛ may you find your worth in the waking world. ❜
❛ you'll be one of them, sooner or later. ❜
❛ have you got a screw loose? or is it your... animal intuition? ❜
❛ you call me a beast? a beast? what would you know? i didn't ask for this! ❜
❛ without fear in our hearts, we're little different from beasts ourselves. ❜
❛ you can't bottle everything up inside. you mustn't be afraid to share. ❜
❛ rancid beasts, every last one of them. ❜
❛ i should think you still have dreams? ❜
❛ but... do the gods love their creations? ❜
❛ you know not the value you possess. ❜
❛ if you insist on hunting them, then i will hunt you first. you understand me? ❜
❛ what is the meaning of this? why turn your blade on me? ❜
❛ oh, don't worry. whatever happens, you may think it all a mere bad dream. ❜
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@valour-bound / @braverybled : they were your brothers and sisters once but now they’re your savory inferiors.
"Savory? Oh, hardly!" Alcina scoffs at the notion, the wrinkles by her eyes and at the corners of her mouth deepening at the very thought of the taste, the memory of rotting citrus. "Perhaps when they breathed, but now? I would rather drink of my paints first. I wouldn't even call what runs through their veins vermouth - not a single drop is deserving of my consumption."
"Inedible inferiors is all they are. All they will ever be. It's only naturally a matter of time before Mother Miranda arrives to the same conclusion, and decides to remove the pawns from the board. It's all part of her plan, i'm certain."
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@valour-bound : killing folks ain’t a second language.
Ruby lips peak, yellow teeth bared in an amused sneer at his diction. "And yet, it comes so easy, hm? Come now, is our fore-dinner entertainment not suiting to your bumpkin appetites, grăsun?" Dark scarlet entrail wreathes her silver claws, slides to the floor with a wet splat as she tilts her palm forward, the emaciated corpse of the man who had been run down like a fox already mostly exsanguinated (barely enough blood left to sluggishly bleed black into the rich earth), tumbling to the ground like a children's puppet with cut strings. "Never mind. This is but an amuse bouche. The main course will be far more scintillating to the palate, even if a bit.. well." She turns up her nose, eyes yellowed slits in a downturned glare as she searches for the right description for the flavor of muddied Redfield in front of her. "Gamey."
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doomed by the narrative but not to death. doomed to survive. doomed to stay alive inside the story. doomed to never escape the narrative, not even through death. you are allowed no exit. there is no way out for you and there never was. you couldn’t die if you wanted to. the narrative has a hold on you and it won’t let go. death is too sweet a doom for you. the story has something much worse in mind. there is no way out.
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if she's your girl why is she breaking open my ribcage and devouring me like an animal?
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if someone told me my blood smelled and tasted good i would be over the moon. this is on account of my nature
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your teeth are a gift from god and you can sink them into other people's flesh btw
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stop looking at me respectfully and start looking at me like a coyote looks at a fully stocked henhouse
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maybe i like it when a female character is deeply flawed and responsible for countless deaths and so on and so forth. more female characters should be deeply flawed and responsible for countless deaths
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interview with the vampire (2022): episode 4, the ruthless pursuit of blood with all a child’s demanding.
tw: murder, death, blood, strong language, all vampire / horror things.
* i can’t tell you that… i can’t tell you that either.
* your doctor has been consulted and has given consent.
* would you follow me to the reading room?
* quite the house plant.
* the interior designer hired was a sentimentalist.
* please, wear gloves when handling the material.
* we suggest you begin on the left.
* their blood is bitter, it almost makes you feel sick to drink it.
* i tried to be good.
* i closed my eyes and waited for the fire to take me too.
* he was beautiful, strong, and fast and he carried me like i was made of feathers.
* i guessed i was in heaven, so i waited for the pain to go away and for my mama to join me.
* she’s going cold, what do we do?
* i don’t know where to bite, her body is all charred.
* she’s just a kid.
* and she’ll be what? a lap dog?
* you were ready to abandon our home, now you want a third.
* i just need her not to die.
* and then i tasted it, and right away i felt as strong as a street car.
* i realized what what i thought was heaven was just a nice room.
* you got some of your own i can have?
* so, this is my new house?
* i heard your cry for help. we can hear people’s thought.
* prove it. what am i thinking now?
* so you can hear my thoughts, but he can’t? does that make him the dumb one?
* if he makes you, he can’t hear your thoughts anymore.
* he relies on my words to understand me, just like a human.
* i’m not a human no more, am i?
* well, i can see where this is going.
* you’ll do it too, in time, my little milkweed. i’ll teach you. but not if we’re going to have family secrets?
* are we a family?
* but with no secrets.
* they had nice clothes, a nice auto-carriage, and a funny way of being nice to each other.
* so, i’m supposed to kill him?
* i’m not sure how i feel about that pleated skirt.
* looks like she takes after me…
* you’re not a girl, you’re a devil!
* you have to stop while they’re alive.
* who is it she takes after?
* confusion, regret, euphoria… you’ll wake up feeling a lot of things. guilt… a bad taste in your mouth from the cop which again you should never choose.
* what did i just say?
* don’t eat cops.
* you gotta listen to your elders when they’re talking.
* hungry? you just ate a man twice your size.
* i’m so hungry… i think i’m gonna die. is that how vampires die? of starvation?
* some sleep is what she needs.
* sedation is what she needs.
* you suck them like frog legs and burn them like trash.
* i gotta go to bed when the rest of the world wakes up.
* have you seen my slippers?
* must every night end like this?
* y'all get tired before i do.
* why does she talk to the book?
* the sun goes up, we go down. that’s never gonna change.
* keeping you safe, little waif.
* the book is my friend.
* the book is her friend.
* the book is a book.
* put the pen down.
* when i’m tired, i’m not so kind.
* and where are all the vampires at?
* she’s gonna pass real soon. we’re trying to accustom her to the thought of… going home to god.
* it’s so soft!
* it’s just me, my pen, my brain, my heart, and the blood of the street car conductor i drained after he got off work. thank you, street car driver. i hope they got more of you at your company to fill in for you.
* don’t shush me.
* i missed you.
* you missed me?
* he doesn’t give good answers to questions, sits on the truth like it’s his chair or something. i thought we weren’t supposed to keep secrets.
* sometimes, old people don’t like talking much about the past. sometimes, you gotta be careful where you dig, you understand?
* how does it work, love between two men?
* you ever liked girls?
* i don’t know how you do that… you can’t like the taste.
* it’s not just what you eat. you can kill quick and painless, or you can get extravagant.
* there’ve been times when i’ve gone too far myself.
* some killing has consequences.
* i used to get a little caught up in human affairs.
* how does muhammad feel about vampires?
* how is your reading coming along?
* i interrupted, you were praying.
* i have my own room now.
* still, you wouldn’t believe how time flies when you got people to eat and money to spend.
* we do like mortals do. we fight, we eat, we laugh, we sleep, we love!
* never seen a dead one look so peaceful… do you know what her last words were?
* who are you here with, honey?
* you have a kid?
* we need to talk about the house.
* over the cold body of our mama. i was wondering why i got the invite this time.
* well, good we got each other’s backs… make you proud, you hear?
* the smell is awful.
* wakes were invented in places where it snowed.
* i’ll have the papers drawn up.
* now, here’s a treat. i think you’re ready for. this is what the meat calls a ‘lovers lane’, and by my estimation no blood is sweeter. young people, swollen with passion, denied spirits by this senseless prohibition, park along this lonely stretch to contemplate that most mysterious of mathematical equations: how one plus one… becomes one.
* you’ve been too sheltered, my belladonnic beauty.
* did you just crawl out of the swamp or something?
* there’s something back there, something evil!
* she’s a prodigious killer, why you wanna limit her is beyond comprehension.
* i jumped a girl in between speakeasies, i wear it better though.
* don’t do something he would do.
* happy hunting!
* i’m sorry, i got so scared i almost fainted. i thought the flowers might bring me back a bit.
* i’m glad you’re back.
* i just wanted to say thank you for driving me home.
* i had to make sure you wouldn’t faint again.
* i wanna know what his laugh sounds like when it’s all the way.
* i’m surprised your fancy parents even let you out at night.
* they know i can take care of myself.
* you almost got trampled by a horse.
* no running in the house!
* i finally got a few secrets of my own.
* are you blocking me?
* do you not like it?
* i guess you’re probably used to having ice cream any time you want.
* so, is this what you always do for a first date? take a girl out for some ice cream?
* no way you’re older than me.
* everyone in my family looks young for their age.
* i’m tired of waiting!
* you don’t even look like a girl… you’re an angel.
* it’s easy to get carried away when you’re young and in love.
* stop squirming and watch. remember this, his face as it melts. this is why we never get close to mortals. because sooner or later, they end up dead.
* i had a daughter.
* the oh-so-delicate balance of our oh-so-delicate household was shattered.
* and what should i have done? tucked his body into the coffin with her?
* it’s funnier when you fight in french.
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i always forget i have to turn my inboxes on when it comes to sideblogs rip! alcina's inbox is now open :)
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interview with the vampire (2022): episode 2, … after phantoms of your former self. tw: murder, death, blood, strong language, all vampire things.
* did you always work for him? did you sign an nda?
* is it only work or are you and he…?
* i serve a god.
* you missed at least three or four endangered species.
* i want to apologize for my outburst earlier. i can assure you, it will not happen again.
* memory is a monster. we forget, it doesn’t.
* eh, can we turn down the music?
* two vampires walk into a church….
* the bliss was merely a stage in my transformation, pain followed.
* your body is confused. your lungs feel like water, your heart, fire. you feel as if you’re dying… because you are.
* a proper disposal is the penance of a sated vampire.
* we live off the blood of the living. lap up the blood of the deceased and it’ll suck you right down into death along with your victim.
* there’s the spark.
* you were fucking loaded.
* your ears will pick up the world like a maddening symphony.
* your eyes will wander, led by your hunger.
* they were your brothers and sisters once but now they’re your savory inferiors.
* straight to the prettiest girl at the party. i admire the aesthetic.
* just to be clear here, gents, we are here to talk about farm equipment. am i right?
* the neck. bite the neck. no… no, you don’t bite the blood, you suck it.
* for our next carpet, i’m thinking persian.
* this is your home, now. breathe.
* you ain’t fucking hearin’ me!
* hey! that’s comin’ out of my pay!
* the sun gives life to everything but us. i should have taught you that.
* the life of a vampire has its challenges… and its rewards.
* i ain’t sleeping in a coffin.
* you’ve had a long life… and such an extraordinary one ahead.
* it’s okay… you can be on top.
* i got in that coffin on my own free will.
* in the quiet dark, we were equals.
* vampires are killers. apex predators whose all-seeing eyes were meant to give them detachment.
* don’t expect every reader to swallow that one.
* when i first started learning english, i abhorred it. every word felt like a doorknob falling out of my mouth.
* killing folks ain’t a second language.
* these are nightmares i’m having, not dreams.
* he’s lying, you know. he wants the job so he can steal from you.
* you gonna make me beg?!
* it’s not cheating with a woman because i can’t get pregnant.
* i’m gonna ditch this town and be somebody… or i’ll just go home.
* it’s a very distracting gift, the petty musings of meat.
* what am i thinking right now?
* the architects of our creation mean to humble us. we’re at the mercy of the other’s discretion.
* you chase after phantoms of your former self. i’ll break you of it.
* the curtains go up at eight.
* look what the wind blew in…
* i don’t remember inviting him but, please, take your overdressed self and have a fine time.
* i see you have a banjo band in your front yard…
* don’t come back fragile.
* haven’t heard a knock on my door… it’s half a mile both ways.
* you making me a uncle right here?
* you hide from me this long again, i’ll hunt you down and slap you sideways.
* well, you really do have a mind inside that head of yours, don’t you?
* you know, i had my doubts… but you really earned your 15%.
* i had powers now, and decades of rage to process, and it was both random and unfortunate, the man picked that night to dabble in fuckery. if not him, it would have been the next man.
* he disrespected me! he said i did a good job.
* you are a library of confusion.
* yes, let’s have this conversation again.
* couple of garish priests go missing, people say “fine, most likely kid fiddlers.” but this was an important man in town! the police will be looking for this man!
* i don’t like sleeping angry.
* for the record, if disrespect was done to you, i would have killed him myself.
* well, what can i do to make it up to you?
* how can i stop you? how can i say no to you?
* i’m sure mama would love to see you.
* i no longer kill. my last victim was in the year 2000.
* did you eat the baby?
* what on earth would a meth-addicted son of a coal miner in west virginia want with eternal life?
* you have to stop seeing them. they’ll grow fearful of you if they haven’t already.
* it’s a rite of passage for all of us.
* i ain’t never gonna have a family of my own, am i?
* i’m your family…
* you should just throw me in the incinerator and make another.
* you’re a challenge every sunset, and i wouldn’t have it any other way.
* i have a private box and i had tuxedos made… i’ve been neglectful of romance.
* he had a way about him, those first years.
* how many of us are out there? we can’t be the only ones.
* music pierced his damned soul… and any humans who were involved in the creation of it existed on an elevated plane in his eyes.
* i was moved to see he too had his human attachments.
* i don’t understand how someone like that can make it onto a stage.
* he removed a lifetime of confidence, of joy, in less than half an hour.
* why do you do this?!
* well, i like to do it. i enjoy it.
* you don’t have to humiliate him.
* well, i didn’t say you had to enjoy it!
* kill them swiftly if you have to, but do it! embrace what you are! you are a killer!
* come now, love, let’s get you to the couch to die.* i was never going to be a natural. i was never going to savor the aftertaste.
* i try to have a human dish once a week to maintain the thread.
* it tastes like most human food… like paste, chalk, soap…
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Daniela is a messy eater. There's entrails everywhere!
#* fanart.#» 🕊️ ﹕ zombie express. (queue.) ❧#greenherb#she's Almost tall enough to clean that bit of small intestine off the ceiling. perhaps next year. damnable maids. useless.
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