luckybl4de

[luckybl4de]

New medicine is definitely working because I got super fixated on Ring and read all four of the original novels in less than a week

[luckybl4de]

He has the saddest wet puppy gaze you've ever seen

[luckybl4de]

This Killer--the other Survivors called him the Ghost Face--was fast. Yoichi was turning away, about to run, but Ghost Face managed to grab the back of Yoichi's jacket and yank him back over to him.

Yoichi didn't exactly give up, but he didn't struggle much, either. The Killer had a good hold on him and Yoichi knew their strength was supernaturally enhanced here. He wasn't getting anywhere if he kept fighting back.

What came to mind was a creature called the lemon shark that, when flipped onto its back, had a tonic immobility response, or played dead. Its dorsal fin straightened, its muscles relaxed, and its breathing slowed, much like Yoichi did now, straightening his shoulders and taking a deep breath as he went a little limp in submission. It didn't do much to cheer him. Humans were the lemon shark's biggest predator because they could simply flip it onto its back.

"You were going to kill me," said Yoichi simply. "The other Survivors told me to act swiftly if I'm using a flashlight."

Yoichi had not been in many trials yet, but he was learning quickly. He would get better with time. He would do better next time he was in this situation, he decided. This death wasn't going to be completely in vain.

[continued from here]

@luckybl4de

Ghost Face doesn't always bother with hunting a survivor after the first hit. There's four of them- better to spread his attention evenly. But, when he spotted that unfamiliar yellow jacket, he knew he had to get another look. Newbies were always fun.

So, he tracks him, sneaks up on him, and- doesn't stab him just yet because he has to make a shitty joke first. Maybe that was the wrong choice. It buys the new survivor just enough time to pull out a flashlight and aim it right in his eyes.

He has to make a choice: turn away, prevent himself from being blinded, but give the survivor a chance to escape while he's distracted, or let him shine the light right into his eyes, waste no time, and hope he can grab him based on sound alone.

He's not letting this one get away. Blindly, he grabs for the survivor before he can slip away, shouting as he does, “Don't you know not to be fucking rude to a guy with a knife!?”

[luckybl4de]

Yoichi tilted his head, too. He thought about it. Why were they here, adapting to this?

"I know why I'm here," he said, steady, like rocks on the ocean shore, beaten against by the waves. This new situation left him battered, but still himself. "To solve a mystery. I don't know why you're here. I looked for this."

He had always been curious. Something about the situation brought up a unsettling memory of his cousin Tomo-chan playing on his curiosity, telling him, "Don't you want to know what your mother's latest story is about? Don't you have a journalist's spirit?"

Wait... His cousin Tomoko? He only dimly remembered Tomo-chan at all. He remembered having a cousin he was close to when he was very young, but she had died when he was seven. His mother had died so soon after that that there was little time to grieve Tomo-chan. She had died before that, though, he remembered now. It was his first experience with death.

He had seen her ghost.

Why was he remembering that now? Was seeing Sadako dredging up old memories? Maybe there was more than one mystery to solve while he was here.

"I remember you." Yoichi watched her. "You're real. My whole life I thought I'd dreamed you."

@luckybl4de , continued

She hates it here. She's beginning to understand the rules after several trials, but she hates it more with each one. This isn't how her revenge was meant to be enacted, four at a time, cold, clinical, organized by a higher power. Her rage is an ocean; here, it's held back by a dam, steered towards a certain direction. She feels restrained, controlled, worse than in life.

She misses home. She doesn't know what she misses about it. She misses not being here. She misses solid walls she could claw at like an animal desperately trying to escape, instead of an infinite landscape of fog. There's nothing for her to claw at here but her own mind, no obvious route to get out.

She's in a panic. She's been in a panic, broken only briefly by the sight of something familiar. Yoichi. She killed him. She didn't hesitate, overwhelmed and frantic. The only thing tying her to the world she came from. She stole his watch, clawed it off his wrist. A reminder.

She wondered for awhile if she made a mistake. If he was her only way out of here and, in her panic, she had trapped herself. But, the rules of the trials became clearer over time. It isn't permanent. They come back. Yoichi is somewhere. So, she finds him, despite intuitively knowing that she isn't meant to stray so far.

She sits across from him and he tells her as much. ‘You're not supposed to be here.’ It echoes in her head. She's not supposed to be here. Neither of them are. Where are they? Why are they here? Why do some of them get a campsite while others are left to wander unfriendly realms? Does he have answers? She tilts her head just slightly.

“Why?” It's a simple word, but they've always held a psychic connection. Yoichi knows the meaning behind it. Not why isn't she allowed at the campfire, that much is obvious, but a question prefaced by an agreement. She understands that she isn't supposed to be here, at this campfire or in this realm. But, then, if they aren't supposed to be here, why are they here?

[luckybl4de]

𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃  &  𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄    (a  series  of  nonverbal  prompts .   mature  themes  present ,   ‘ my ’  muse  belongs  to  the  one who  posted  the  meme  -  send   “ + REVERSE ”   to  reverse  the  prompts .)

→     𝐈 .    GENERAL

❛   hush .   raise  a  finger  in  a  gesture  to  silence  my  muse . ❛   sit .   gesture  for  my  muse  to  sit  down . ❛   door .   hold  a  door  open  for  my  muse . ❛   tap .   tap  my  muse  on  the  shoulder  to  garner  their  attention . ❛   hunger .   give  my  muse  something  to  eat  /  drink . ❛   cook .   present  my  muse  with  home - cooked  food . ❛   brush .   work  a  brush  /  comb  through  my  muse’s  hair . ❛   read .   silently  read  a  book  alongside  my  muse . ❛   hand .   hold  out  a  hand  for  my  muse  to  take . ❛   dressed .   help  my  muse  put  on  an  article  of  clothing . ❛   note .   give  my  muse  a  note  saying :   [ content ] . ❛   amplify .   turn  up  the  music  in  the  car .

→     𝐈𝐈 .    ANGST

❛   patch .   help  my  muse  patch  up  a  wound . ❛   night terrors .   hold  my  muse  after  they  wake  up  from  a  nightmare . ❛   company .   silently  sit  with  my  muse  to  comfort  them. ❛   hospital .   my  muse  is  told  that  yours  is  in  the  hospital . ❛   revelation .   show  my  muse  evidence  of  a  lie  they  told . ❛   indulge .   find  my  muse  drinking  to  cope . ❛   downfall .   find  my  muse  collapsed  on  the  ground . ❛   console .   comfort  my  muse  as  they  cry . ❛   nurse .   give  my  muse  company  in  the  hospital .

→     𝐈𝐈𝐈 .    AFFECTIONATE

❛   wink .   wink  at  my  muse .  ❛   wrap .   wrap  an  arm  around  my  muse’s  [ shoulders  /  waist ] . ❛   caress .   gently  caress  my  muse’s  face . ❛   tousle .   mess  playfully  with  my  muse’s  hair . ❛   chest .   place  your  head  on  my  muse’s  chest .    ❛   comb .   comb  fingers  through  my  muse’s  hair . ❛   grasp .   run  to  my  muse  &  jump  into  their  arms . ❛   lean .   lean  on  my  muse’s  shoulder . ❛   tender .   kiss  my  muse  on  the  [ forehead  /  cheek  /  nose ] . ❛   abrupt .   kiss  my  muse  out  of  the  blue . ❛   chaste .   chastely  kiss  my  muse . ❛   good morning .   kiss  my  muse  the  morning  after . ❛   volumes .   gaze  at  my  muse  in  a  way  that  silently  says  ‘i love you’ .

→     𝐈𝐕  .    VIOLENT

❛   strike .   [ slap / punch ]  my muse in the face . ❛   gun .   wield  a  gun  at  my  muse . ❛   twist .   twist  my  muse’s  arm  behind  their  back . ❛   throttle .   aggressively  wrap  your  hands  around  my  muse’s  throat . ❛   parch .   burn  my  muse  with  a  hot  object . ❛   take down .   forcefully  bring  my  muse  to  the  ground . ❛   gouge .   wield  a  sharp  object  at  my  muse . ❛  shunt .   shove  my  muse  backwards . ❛  stickup .   yell  at  my  muse  to  put  their  hands  in  the  air. ❛  shoot .   [ fatally  /  non-fatally ]   shoot  my  muse . ❛  stab .   stab  my  muse with a  [ knife / other object ].

→     𝐕 .    NSFW

❛   surprise .   send  an  unexpected  nsfw  image  to  my  muse . ❛   pin .   push  my  muse  against  a  [ wall,  table,  other ] . ❛   go down .   go  down  on  my  muse . ❛   choke .   intimately  wrap  your  hands  around  my  muse’s  throat . ❛   belt loops .   pull  my  muse  closer  by  their  belt loops . ❛   skinny dipping .   go  skinny  dipping  with  my  muse . ❛   rip .   tear  a  piece  of  clothing  from  my  muse’s  body . ❛   mark .   leave  a  mark  on  my  muse’s  body  [ specify where ] .

[luckybl4de]

🤨 Sit down across from my muse -c4llofbrine for yoichi

@c4llofbrine

Yoichi was sitting alone by the campfire when he felt a familiar presence behind him. His hands grew clammy, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. His heart raced before he even saw her. Then, slowly, out of the darkness around the edges of the campfire's light, appeared a figure in a white dress. Yoichi stared as she sat across from him. They were both silent.

It wasn't the first time he had seen her here. That had been his first trial. She had killed him. He could still remember the pain; it had been his first death. His arm broke. Then his leg. The overwhelming, indescribable fear. And then, everything went black, and in a heartbeat he was waking up in front of another campfire.

He'd died a few times since then. Been in a few trials. She hadn't been there for any of them. He had to assume the same was true for her. Yoichi was adjusting. Just like he always did. He stayed to the side and quietly adjusted.

He hadn't talked much to anyone, except Dwight, who went out of his way to check on Yoichi. He didn't really know what to say now. He was still scared. The same ghostly figure loomed large in his worst, half- suppressed memories. But he remembered releasing his fear to his father. And he remembered she had let him go once, before the rules changed.

They watched each other for awhile, silence thick between them.

"You're not supposed to be here," Yoichi said. It wasn't an accusation. Just a fact.

[luckybl4de]

<bite> - bite my muse (ji-woon)

Ji-Woon made a loud, slightly undignified noise when Elena's fangs suddenly sank into his skin, which he intentionally drew out and turned into a theatrical moan. He leaned into the bite, twining his long fingers through her hair.

"Oh, honey!" He pulled away to get a look at his assailant, blood dripping down his neck onto his bare chest. He was smiling. She was cute. It has hurt, but he liked that.

"Take me out to dinner first next time," he said with a wink. A joke, but he was feeling slightly faint from blood loss. He hadn't eaten much when he was first taken to the Fog, so he was perpetually a little bit dizzy from skipping meals. Such was the life of a pop star.

[luckybl4de]

Ji-Woon sat bolt upright when he heard the pallet drop. A big grin lit up his face.

"Showtime."

He knew who it was. All the mutual stalking and stoking of the flames between them had been fun, but now it was time for their things to finally get physical.

Luckily, Ji-Woon excelled at getting physical.

Ghost Face was making a huge racket. He obviously wanted Ji-Woon to come out and Ji-Woon was happy to oblige. "Ghost Face," he sing-songed as he made his way towards the sound, his voice carrying and echoing down the hallways of this wretched place. Surprisingly good acoustics, though.

"You hiding, Ghost Face?" There was the dropped pallet. The Killer was nowhere to be seen, at least at first glance, but Ji-Woon knew he was there. "What's the matter? Afraid to face the music?"

Ji-Woon dissolved into manic laughter at his own joke. He was so excited. Even if he lost this fight, he'd have some fun, and besides, he really, really pissed the competition off.

He thought he saw something move in the shadows and swung his bat at it without hesitation, sharp end whistling through the air with the speed he moved at.

@voyeuriistic

Between trials, Ji-Woon had been preparing. He knew Ghost Face was going to attack any time now, and he honestly couldn't be more thrilled. Teasing the other Killer about his barely-hidden thing for Dwight had gotten under Ghost Face's skin a lot more than Ji-Woon had anticipated. Things were turning out really well!

Ji-Woon had just broken into the Clown's caravan for a few supplies, so he decided to relax in the insane asylum for a few while he was in the area. He checked first to make sure the Nurse wasn't around, having no desire to let that bitch ruin his good mood. Ji-Woon didn't get along with most of the other Killers. Neither did Ghost Face. Now they weren't getting along with each other. The Entity would probably be pissed they were doing this instead of focusing on terrorizing Survivors, but Ji-Woon didn't care; getting one over on Ghost Face would be worth it. Dwight would probably be pretty terrorized by the end of it, though.

The insane asylum wasn't the most comfortable place to relax, but Ji-Woon didn't have anywhere to stay between trials, so one shitty nightmare realm where the local Killer didn't want him around was as good as another, really. At least this one had beds. He wandered around through the old patients' rooms aimlessly until he came across a dirty mirror and got distracted by his reflection.

He stopped in his tracks and gave the mirror a little wink. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out his eyeliner for a little touch-up. His lip gloss could use a fresh coat, too. He was glad these coat pockets were so deep, since he had to carry his stuff around with him. Once he was satisfied with his makeup, and his hair too for good measure, he stepped away from the mirror to go laze on a bed. His kept his bat in his hands, testing its weight as he settled in to wait, whether it was for Ghost Face or his next trial.

He knew Ghost Face was coming. He wasn't sure when, but he knew he was. Ji-Woon was prepared.

[luckybl4de]

@voyeuriistic liked to find out what marine animal their muse reminds Yoichi of

Yoichi stared for a long moment.

"Beaked sea snake," he said. "A species of venomous sea snake mostly encountered on the coasts of India. Most sea snakes aren't aggressive and shy away from humans, but this one is the exception. It's thought to be responsible for 50% of all sea snake bites, and nine out of ten deaths by sea snake bite, all by itself. It has enough venom in one bite to kill around 50 people."

This is the most Yoichi has said in awhile.

"It's dangerous but looks innocuous, even a bit goofy. It reminds me of your mask, and your lethality."

[luckybl4de]

Like for Yoichi to tell you what marine animal your muse reminds him of.

[luckybl4de]

❛ clean yourself up. you're getting blood all over the place. ❜ [for yo-chan]

Yoichi's first instinct was to listen before anything else, already moving to do as he was told until he actually looked and saw who was speaking to him. He was startled, but it barely showed on his face, just a slight widening of his eyes. Ghost Face wasn't wrong, though; Yoichi's turtleneck was soaked through with blood. It was Yoichi's blood. He had been softly whimpering from his injuries, which was presumably what led Ghost Face behind the bush Yoichi was hiding behind. He needed to be better next time.

Yoichi looked back up at the Killer, shaking his head once. Then he pulled a flashlight out of his jacket and aimed for the mask's eyes, already backing away.

[luckybl4de]

I'm going to rewatch Ring 2 tonight and then I will feel so prepared to write yo-chan

[luckybl4de]

&. 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬.

( this is basically just a very self indulgent list of various fluff, angst, and suggestive themed dialogue sentence starters. )

❛ i could keep you safe. they’re all afraid of me. ❜

❛ i’m trying to fix your hair, so hold still. ❜

❛ your heart is beating so fast right now. ❜

❛ promise me you’ll still be here when i wake up. ❜

❛ you’re not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜

❛ i thought you’d like some company. ❜ 

❛ clean yourself up. you're getting blood all over the place. ❜

❛ here, give this a try and tell me what you think. ❜

❛ you can kiss me, you know. ❜

❛ come back to bed. ❜

❛ you look good like this. ❜

❛ working together again, it’s just like old times. ❜

❛ how is it you always know what i need, huh? ❜

❛ you’re lucky you got away with only a scratch. ❜ 

❛ i can’t imagine losing someone like that. i’m sorry. ❜

❛ you know you can always talk to me. ❜

❛ the only one who gets to kill you, is me. ❜

❛ so, what do i owe this pleasure? ❜

❛ ah, so you aren’t heartless after all. ❜

❛ may i have this dance? ❜ 

❛ it’s okay, you can touch me. i won't break. ❜

❛ enemies make the best lovers, you know. ❜

❛ hold still. this might sting a little. ❜

❛ we can't keep doing this. ❜ 

❛ you look like you've got something to say. ❜

❛ just relax and let me take care of you. ❜

❛ thought you’d be lighter without all that blood. ❜

❛ i had it under control. you didn’t need to do that. ❜

❛ everything looks so beautiful from up here. ❜

❛ you treat all your ladies like this? ❜

❛ well? how do i look? ❜

❛ can’t sleep? ❜

❛ do you mind if i smoke? ❜

❛ i’m scared of ending up alone. ❜

❛ i don’t think i’ve ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ how long has it been since you've slept? ❜

❛ you are losing my interest, and that’s very dangerous. ❜

❛ i’d suffer hell if you’d tell me what you’d do to me tonight. ❜

❛ you look really pretty right now. ❜

❛ i’ve never cared for anyone the way i care for you. ❜

❛ i’m not wearing any underwear. thought you’d like to know. ❜

❛ just a few more stitches and you’ll be as good as new. ❜

❛ i’d say we make a pretty good team. ❜

❛ i want you to forget this ever happened. ❜

❛ i'm here for business — not pleasure. ❜

❛ if i didn't know any better, i'd say you were jealous. ❜

❛ you'd look better down on your knees. ❜

❛ fine, keep acting like you hate me. ❜

❛ kiss me again. ❜

❛ are you asking me out on a date? ❜

❛ just sit there and look pretty and let me handle this. ❜

❛ you okay? caught you staring off into space again. ❜

❛ well, i do feel better now that you're here. ❜

❛ i'm not drunk enough for this. ❜ 

❛ why is it whenever we see each other, you’re covered in blood? ❜

❛ i was wrong about you. ❜ 

❛ the first time i met you, i had no idea you'd mean this much. ❜

❛ you gonna be a good girl / boy for me? ❜

❛ i’m not afraid of you. ❜

❛ books mean more to me than people anyway. ❜

❛ i just wanted to say thank you for protecting me. ❜

❛ how about a kiss goodnight? ❜

❛ i don’t have time for distractions right now. ❜

❛ you shouldn’t be out here by yourself. ❜ 

❛ if i have to think about one more thing today, my head will explode. ❜

[luckybl4de]

ɪɴʙᴏx ᴍᴇᴍᴇꜱ - ʀᴏᴜɢʜ ɴᴏɴᴠᴇʀʙᴀʟ ꜱɪɴᴅᴀʏ send in for my muse to react to yours: (make sure to say where and who for multis)

<cuff> - handcuff my muse to something <bite> - bite my muse <claw> - dig your nails into my muse <slice> - slice my muses clothes <rip> - rip my muses clothes open <tear> - tear off my muses clothes <grip> - grip my muse a little too tight <pull> - pull my muses hair <growl> - growl in my muses ear <bleed> - make my muse bleed <choke> - wrap your hands around my muses throat &lt;gag> - gag my muse on something <smack> - smack my muses ass <direct> - move my muses hand somewhere

[luckybl4de]

Nonverbal RP Starters

I’m finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought I’d make a few!

Neutral

☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder

👉 Point to something for my muse to see

🤙 Bump into my muse

😊 Sit down next to my muse

🤨 Sit down across from my muse

📓 Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse

✍️ Pass my muse a note

🙄 Roll their eyes at my muse

🚪 Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking

Aggressive

🐺 Growl at my muse

😬 Snarl/show teeth at my muse

😠 Death Glare at my muse

🙌 Push/Shove my muse

👊 Punch my muse

👖 Kick my muse in the shin

👠 Stomp on my muse’s foot

😵 Knee my muse in the gut

💀 Knee my muse in the groin

🔪 Point a weapon at my muse

🖕 Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture

👔 Roughly pull my muse down by the collar

💢 Bang on a door/wall/table to get my muse’s attention- angrily

Angst

👩‍⚕️ Put pressure on my muse’s wound

🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention

🥣 Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick

🤢 Hold my muse’s hair back/Rub my muse’s back while they are sick/throwing up

👐 Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying

👁 Wake my muse up during a nightmare

🐱 Hold my muse after a nightmare

😭 Hold my muse when they are crying

😢Touch my muse’s shoulder while they are crying in secret

💧 Wipe away my muse’s tears

💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment

⛈ Find my muse after some kind of trauma

Soft

👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt

🐈 Lean against my muse’s side

🤝 Hold my muse’s hand

🤗 Pull my muse into a hug

🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee

🐶 Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]

✋ Touch the back of my muse’s hand

🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it

👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes

😴 Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them

🛌 Crawl under the covers with my muse

🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse

😚 Kiss my muse on the cheek

Playful

🌸 Put a flower in my muse’s hair

✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder

💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance

🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing

😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse

😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse

😱 Make a silly face at my muse

🤭 Tickle my muse

👃 Poke my muse’s nose

💪 Pick my muse up

Sensual/Sexual

💘 Pull my muse in for a rough kiss

💕 Pull my muse in for a tender kiss

💞 Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss

💖 Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss

❤️ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss

🔥 Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way

😉 Pull my muse in by the hips

😲 Smack my muse’s butt

💋 Kiss my muse’s neck

👌 Push my muse down and give them a massage

👙 Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse

👀 Push my muse down on the bed

👄 Pull my muse onto the bed

[luckybl4de]

I have no idea why I like Yo-chan as much as I do but I think he's so neat. Psychic powers and autistic about marine life. He was such a strange kid in the movies, weirdly mature for his age, he must have turned out to be an even stranger adult. I feel like he very much means well but his social skills are... Not great. He's struggling.

[luckybl4de]

A selective, low-activity RP blog for Ji-Woon Hak, AKA The Trickster, and Yoichi Asakawa from Dead by Daylight

written by Sam, he/her, 30

Affiliated with @c4llofbrine

OC, canon and crossover friendly! Non-DBD verses available!

Sideblog to @leaderbond

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