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i'm gonna be honest, i don't think i have a whole lot of muse to be active here rn. this blog is getting a little overwhelming and i'm not exactly sure how to fix that atm, so i'm gonna take a little step back. if anyone still wants to write for the time being, you can add me on discord (my user is racointeur) and i can make us a server there!

[h0lyfilth]

i'm gonna be honest, i don't think i have a whole lot of muse to be active here rn. this blog is getting a little overwhelming and i'm not exactly sure how to fix that atm, so i'm gonna take a little step back. if anyone still wants to write for the time being, you can add me on discord (my user is racointeur) and i can make us a server there!

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@ourgrief gets a birthday starter for lenora <3

Mouth curves with a grin that lights the entirety of their face and touches their eyes all the same as they approach Lenora. She'd spent the better portion of the morning in the kitchen making the tray of cupcakes she now presents to her — vanilla with buttercream icing, their personal favorite. They have a brief, passing thought that she probably should've figured out what her favorite is, but they're sure Lenora will appreciate it regardless, right?

"Happy birthday!!" Excitement grips her tone and giddiness ripples through her, extending her arms to hold the tray out toward her. Each cupcake has a candle for the other to blow out, and their eyes glisten with anticipation as they watch her. "You have to make a wish!"

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little starter call (please specify muse!!!)

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anybody want memes....

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anybody want memes....

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wanna write soooo bad but i am just so exhausted omfgggg

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What is something about my portrayal[s] that sticks out?

Example being; my muses ticks they have, the way they talk, etcetera.

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༘⋆｡ college party scenarios.

feel free to combine prompts! add ' reverse ' to switch roles! warnings for: alcohol, weed, drugs, sex.

[ SHOT ] my muse takes a shot with your muse

[ CRASHING ] for my muse to crash the party & yours to find them

[ ROOFTOP ] for my muse to find yours on the rooftop taking a breather

[ SMOKE ] for my muse to offers yours a cigarette ( or a blunt )

[ TOAST ] for my muse to make a toast to yours

[ EDIBLE ] for our muses to both ingest weed via an edible someone else brought ( with or without knowing! )

[ BOTTLE ] for my muse to spin the bottle & it lands on yours

[ WASTED ] for my muse to stumble into yours while wasted

[ BEDROOM ] for my muse to invite yours to the bedroom for a quiet spot... for whatever reason!

[ ENVY ] for my muse to see yours dancing with someone else

[ PONG ] for our muses to play beer pong

[ SHOVE ] for my muse to, literally, shove yours

[ DANCE ] for my muse to ask yours to dance

[ MIX ] for my muse to accidentally grab your muse's drink

[ REGRET ] for our muses to make a bad decision together ( up to you what kind! )

[ FLASH ] for my muse to take an embarrassing photo of your muse

[ DITCHED ] for my muse's friends to ditch them at the party & your muse finds them

[ HIGH ] for my muse to be in an altered state ( euphoric, overwhelmed, tripping, or otherwise vulnerable ) & yours to help them out

[ AUX ] for my muse to hijack the music to dedicate a song to your muse

[ COUCH ] for my muse to crash on the couch next to yours

[ SPILL ] for my muse to spill their drink on yours

[ FIGHT ] for our muses to get into a public shout-fest at the party

[ MISTAKE ] for our muses to have a drunken hook-up

[ LOST ] for my muse to lose their friends & run into yours

[ STASH ] for our muses to find someone's hidden supply ( of drugs, liquor, or maybe just snacks? )

[ AVOID ] for my muse to attempt to avoid your muse at the party & fail miserably

[ SHIRTLESS ] for my muse to walk in on yours without their shirt on ( maybe a dare, maybe something else? ;) )

[ WITNESS ] for my muse to witness yours doing something embarrassing, naughty, or worse!

[ DARE ] for my muse to dare yours to do something at the party

[ CRYING ] for my muse to be crying in the bathroom & yours to find them there

[ LINE ] for our muses to meet in line ( for drinks or the bathroom! )

[ DIAL ] for my muse to drunk dial yours

[ STRIP ] for my muse to have to strip down because of a party game ( strip poker? truth or dare? )

[ HEATED ] for our muses to have a heated moment in the midst of the party

[ DRIVER ] for my muse to be playing designated driver & not drinking for your muse

[ BLACKOUT ] for my muse to black out & interact with your muse without any memory of it the next day

[ CLOTHING ] for my muse to need to borrow clothes from yours

[ SNACKS ] for my muse to find snacks for your muse

[ TEXT ] for my muse to send a text to yours while at the party

[ 3 AM ] for our muses to slip out after the party & grab food

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blood, blood, gallons of the stuff ! a collection of icky, bloody prompts for those who like to choose violence. actions are reversible. general warning for blood, violence, murder, death.

𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :

" that's a lot of blood. "

" it isn't mine. "

" what did you do ? "

[ sigh ] " what did you do ? "

" come on. have a taste. "

" holy shit, are you okay ? "

" it looks worse than it feels. "

" you should see the other guy. "

" it's a good look on you. you should get covered in blood more often. "

" lean on me. "

" oh my god. oh my god, oh my god, what the fuck ? is that what i fucking think it is ? "

" . . . gross. "

[ standing over a body ] " oops. "

" is that a fucking body ? "

" look, i'm sorry, okay ? "

" what the hell happened ? "

" before you say anything, it wasn't me. "

" at least it wasn't me this time. "

" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you pretend it isn't. "

" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you wish it wasn't. "

" i'm not scared of you. "

" you don't scare me. "

" shut up and let me help you. "

" i got your shirt all bloody. "

" let's get you cleaned up. "

" that looks like it hurts. "

" i'm fine, just. . . give me a minute. "

" we are so fucked. "

" what the fuck is wrong with you ? "

" are you gonna help me clean it up or not ? "

" the fucker deserved it. "

" red looks good on you. "

" what the hell did you do ; tap - dance all over the body with ice - skates ? "

" what, did you run over the body with your car a couple times after ? "

" i. . . i didn't mean to. . . "

" sorry. fuck, i'm sorry. "

" this isn't what it looks like. "

" it was an accident. "

" motherfucker ran right into my knife, i swear. "

" people need to look both ways before crossing. . . bullets. "

" would you believe me if i said wrong place, wrong time ? "

" hey, look at me. i don't care. are you okay ? "

" they deserved it, right ? please tell me they deserved it. "

" you're bleeding. "

" what the fuck happened to you ? "

" you're getting blood on the carpet. "

" sit down before you fall down. "

" that looks like a you problem. "

𝚄𝙽𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :

sender spits out a mouthful of blood at receiver's feet

sender spits out a mouthful of blood on receiver

receiver finds sender covered in blood

sender tries desperately to stop receiver's bleeding

sender helps receiver clean up after a kill

sender wipes blood from receiver's face with a washcloth

sender wipes blood from receiver's face with their thumb

sender licks receiver's blood off a knife

sender licks receiver's blood off their thumb

sender lights up a cigarette a foot away from someone they killed before offering one to receiver

receiver finds sender stood over a body

sender stitches up receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]

sender digs their finger into receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]

sender frantically checks receiver for injuries under all the blood

sender guides receiver's bloody hands under a faucet / water source and begins washing them clean

sender bites receiver hard enough to draw blood

sender tilts receiver's head back to staunch a nosebleed

sender draws a smiley face out of the blood they spilled :)

receiver finds sender cleaning up a kill in a daze

sender looks receiver in the eye as they shoot / stab / kill someone

sender ruffles receiver's hair, getting blood all over their hand

sender gets some of receiver's blood on them and makes a face

sender flicks blood at receiver to annoy them

sender stomps in a pool of blood to splash it on receiver

sender slips in their victim's blood but receiver steadies them before they can fall

sender steadies receiver when they slip in the blood sender spilled

receiver comes home to sender covered in blood and waiting for them with all the lights off

sender spits out a tooth and it hits receiver

sender tries to wipe blood off receiver but the blood on their hands just makes it worse

sender takes an injury meant for receiver

sender shows up on receiver's doorstep covered in blood

sender sits down quietly next to receiver after receiver kills someone

sender punches receiver in the mouth

receiver watches sender lick the blood off their fingers like its cheeto dust

sender helps receiver bury a body

sender hugs receiver just to get their victim's blood all over them <3

sender hugs receiver just to get their blood all over them <3

sender leans on receiver for support

sender kills someone to protect receiver

receiver finds sender in a frenzy maiming a body after they've already killed it

sender kills someone and the blood spatters on receiver

receiver finds sender desperately trying to wash the blood off of themself

sender kisses receiver to taste the blood on their busted lip

sender shoots / stabs receiver non - fatally as a warning

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Clem's cheeks are kissed by heat that paints them the faintest shade of red, the beat of their heart steady against their chest. There's a nervous fluttering just beneath her ribs from being so close to the other. They always seem to act without much thought until after the fact, and then the mild panic of overstepping boundaries sinks in. The woman's smile eases whatever anxiety was about to grip hold of Clementine and they return one of their own; bright - eyed and child - like. A soft giggle emits and cheeks flush a little more, hand lifting to tuck a few strands of their hair behind their ear. "Maybe just the pretty ones." Their mouth twists with a certain playfulness before a sudden gasp of excitement elicits, her hand shooting out to touch her forearm lightly. "You should let me make you a flower crown! It'd suit you so well!"

* 𓉸 ₊   |  |      @h0lyfilth,      ⎛   𝙲𝙻𝙴𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙴   &   𝙻𝙴𝙽𝙾𝚁𝙰   ⎠   ⤵      ➤      [ 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤 ] :   sender   plucks   something   out   of   receiver's   hair.

fangs   of   pearly   white:   an   instant’s   shimmer   through   a   smile   of   the   flustered   woman   type   —   an   innocence   sculpted   onto   the   enchantress’   countenance   with   a   blade   &   enclosed   in   a   rose-stained   flush:   skin   bloodless,   yet   blessed   by   springtime   nonetheless.   she   has   heard   a   word   or   two   [   not   a   lot,   admittedly   ]   about   the   pseudo-important   persona   that   clementine   phillips   believes   they   are,   often   spoken   in   mocking   or   disgruntling.   &   yet   what   she   meets   eye-to-eye   is   quite   endearing;   someone   she   could   KEEP,   for   a   week   or   month,   perhaps.   ❝   thank   you,   love   —   i   hardly   even   noticed   !   ❞   lenora’s   gaze   shadows   the   wilting   leaf,   a   poor   child   breeze-torn   from   its   mother-trunk,   as   it   descends   from   clementine’s   fingers   &   unto   the   ground.   attention   snaps   back   to   the   other,   smile   re-birthing   once   more.   ❝   [ . . . ]   do   you   often   charm   ladies   this   way   ?   ❞

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Mild frustration fizzles up at her reluctance to let him inside, but it fades pretty quick. Elias ain't stupid enough to think it'd be that easy to get a woman to let him into her home this late at night. She got as much common sense as he does; he likes that. It gives him a little challenge too. "My fault." His hand will press lightly against his chest in an apologetic manner, that smile lingering on his lips. The light that casts from within her home hits his eyes just enough to show the reflection within them and Stack dips his head in an attempt to mask it. "I ain't tryna disrespect you or your man." A lie that he knows she's telling; there ain't any other beating hearts in this place.

His palm presses against the doorframe to lean against and he peeks inside as she steps away, features hardening for the brief moment that she's gone. He's got to figure out how to get through this damn threshold, or get her out the door. She don't smell like anything he's ever tasted and it makes his stomach twist with a particular want. "I don't look like I can take a bear?" A playful grin is flashed as he holds his hand out for her to hand over the phone. "Nah, I fought a couple of 'em on the way here. How you think the watch fell off?" Elias lets out a laugh and shakes his head, though the amusement is replaced with that hunger in his stare.

"My brother's waitin' up on me. Told me to call 'im if anythin' happened, an' well... Somethin' happened." Another laugh emits, the lies rolling off of his tongue like truths. He swallows down that familiar feeling of guilt that rises at the thought of Smoke. He can't dwell on that shit for too long, so he doesn't. "I really can't come in an' sit on the couch while I wait? It's cold out here."

Rockelle couldnt help but get sleezy asshole vibes from this man. She was a neko witch, blessed with many abilities others couldnt see. So when this man began to spin a tale about his watch being missing, his car breaking down, and him being a good person, her guards were up. Not to mention she could sense he wasnt human, unsure of what kind of supernatural he was, she didnt want to chance him coming in.

"Now while you sound kind, it is 2am and I live in a forest. I would rather not let a gentleman in this late. My husband would think ill of me letting another man in," If he payed attention to her eyebrow, it twitched ever so slightly. A small indicator she was lying. "So I would rather give you my cell if you dont mind. He wouldnt think so greatly of me to still be awake."

The woman was single but she wasnt going to tell him that. She even magicked a ring on her finger before opening the door. She hops back into the house for a moment to grab her work phone, if damaged or he opted to take it instead, she didnt mind losing it. "Funny you mention a car. Its so quiet around these parts, I didnt hear a thing. Im surprised a bear didnt get you for coming out so far on foot." Her gaze turned dark for a moment before she handed over the phone.

"Who would you call? If you need triple A, I can let you use mine and you can sit tight until my husband wakes up." She politely says with a soft smile.

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Arms cross over her chest as she stares down into the dark abyss that is the home's basement. Gio almost acts as the only source of light, even from the staircase. He's good at easing her anxiety, but it isn't enough. The energy that radiates from down below makes her stomach knot uncomfortably and her chest feels tight. "I'm not scared!" Octavia argues, though still no move to enter behind him is made. "We just probably shouldn't be messing around with whatever's down here." Her hand lifts to motion vaguely down the stairs and she shakes her head.

Dark eyes meet with his after, seeing the excitement and curiosity that lurks within his gaze, and Tav lets out a soft sigh. "Five minutes, okay?" Index finger is pointed at him in a warning before she's taking hold of his hand and stepping onto that first step to follow him down. Her grip on the EMF reader she's been carrying tightens and she holds it up once they've reached the bottom of the staircase, the device remaining on one for now. "You're leading the way. If there's a ghost down here, I'm not getting possessed first." Her mouth curves with a playful smile that she attempts to mask, motioning for him to go with her free hand.

his brothers were on the other side of the house doing an entirely separate investigation, while he and octavia had agreed to go this way and do their own thing. “what? are you scared?” gio banters, as he stands at the top of the basement stairs, grinning back at the girl, who's firmly planted by the door and refusing to take a step down. “the basement isn't even where the murders happened! come on, i'll go first.” he steps down a couple of stairs, then looks back and holds out his hand to her. “if it gets too scary, we can come back up, yeah? i just need a little bit of footage.”

starter for @h0lyfilth.

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im like if a prey animal walked right into a predator animal's arms n nuzzled its shoulder n looked up at it with big adoring eyes

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replies are coming soon i swearrr

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Sabrina Carpenter

recording 'Manchild'