indie history/horror multimuse. 21+. written by sashka.
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(( someone love him, he deserves it <33 ))
#( saint of the snow. );; visage: valentin.#(( trying to get back into things by looking at val's little face lmao ))
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Frost and Small Cottages.
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things your muse will notice about mine. ( repost, don't reblog. )

what they look like : his golden-blond curly hair stands out the most. It is fluffy but tamed, making sure that it and therefore he looks put-together. He is also quite pale but you would have to study him carefully to be alarmed by this. Outfit-wise, Alfred generally wears white, grey and beige a lot, still carrying some of his Victorian style. He also likes to wear golden rings but takes off any jewelry when he is working.
what they smell like : clay, mainly, but also paint, a bit of smoke and the faint metallic notes of blood. Though when he leaves his studio, he also likes to apply some kind of fresh, green perfume and therefore often smells of lotus, green tea or fig. His clothes are also always clean, so he most likely smells of detergent.
what they taste like: there is always the lingering taste of blood because that is pretty much the only thing in his system and something he needs to drink often to survive. He also sometimes smokes a pipe but the taste vanishes quickly afterwards. Back when he was still human, he would also taste of fruit pastries.
what they sound like: he has a very pleasant light voice because he arranged his own vocal cords to his liking, which also means that he is a good singer. He has a soft Bavarian accent when he speaks and tries to sound as polite as possible, never feeling a need to raise his voice or sound brash.
what they feel like: generally he feels very cold to the touch considering his body does not produce warmth. His hands are also oddly smooth, even though he spends a lot of time working with them. But if he ends up touching someone, they are hit by this subtle and yet bizarre feeling, almost as if their bones shy away from his grasp.
tagging: whoever hasn't done this yet! (:
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*reminder*
just because i’m very slow with replies doesn’t mean i don’t care about our plot !!!
#( out of eternity. );;#(( it's me besties!!!#one more week of my internship and two more pages of my term paper and then i'm FREE!!#and then i shall try to work on those ancient threads again! ))
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Aaron Taylor-Johnson as Count Vronsky
ANNA KARENINA (2012) dir. Joe Wright
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You drew stars around my scars ↳ ship: Erik x Hyacinthe
@smallergcd
#(( u g h how cute!!! my babies <33 ))#( you are my sun / my warmth / my life. );; ship: erik & hyacinthe.
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Radek: dagger aesthetic.
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The compliment makes him chuckle, heat spreading to both his cheeks and his neck that he bashfully chases after with his hand, rubbing it as he turns away and thus missing the intensity with which Maurice accidentally looked at him ( still unused to it all, awkwardly reveling in the breaching of personal spaces that comes easily to friends ). " Ah, thank you. I suppose I can be thankful my body hasn't forgotten my army days because I do have developed a liking for pastries as of late. ", it is a joke and yet he makes sure his back isn't visible when he moves to pull his shirt over his head to dry himself off. But when Maurice does not accept his own praise, Valentin carefully reaches out, placing a cool palm on his upper arm in comfort. " Hey, don't say that. You are very talented at what you do. You can be proud of yourself, you know. "

❝—Not a bit. You look rather fit for a teacher.❞ His words hadn't been meant as a flattery but a mere observation, though they did suspiciously sound like the former. He did indeed admire Valentin's strength, which was apparent in his evidently well-trained body. Realising that his wavering glance could be easily misconstrued, Maurice cast his eyes down to the parquetted floor of the changing room. Pulling off his shirt, he began to wipe at his neck and collarbone with a piece of clean cloth; he would rather bathe at home, than to wash in the heavily occupied showers. ❝—I'm not sure if that's true. These boys are rotten sportsmen; it's not difficult to look impressive when I'm pitted against them.❞
#lovefail#(( val is out here like: i will not have you slander yourself!! have my support!! hehe#poor maurice though awh ))#( interactions. );;#( thread: valentin. );;#( v: past. );;
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Blue eyes narrow in distrust, arms crossing over his chest to buy himself some time as he tries to assess their surroundings out of the corner of his vision ( dagger? on his hip. holy water flask? in his pocket. pistol---. shit, should he have been more attentive? ). " And wha' kind of stories would that be? "
Small Open Starter

"Dangerous to be out this late. Haven't you heard the stories?"
#murdercapitxl#(( heya friend!!#can't wait to see what these two will be up to hehe ))#( interactions. );;#( thread: radek. );;#( v: modern. );;
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"I disappeared into books when I was very young, disappeared into them like someone running into the woods."
- Rebecca Solnit
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Jean-Bernard Restout (1732 – 1797)
Morpheus, detail.
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&. 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.
( an assortment of smut / nsfw implied dialogue prompts with not so explicit language. feel free to change how you seem fit. )
❛ i’ve been thinking about you all day. ❜
❛ you can kiss me, you know. ❜
❛ how badly do you want me? ❜
❛ i can’t get enough of you. ❜
❛ i’ve never done something like this before. ❜
❛ i like being close to you. you’re warm. ❜
❛ you look good like this. ❜
❛ you look like you were jealous. ❜
❛ i’m not jealous. ❜
❛ shh. there’s people in the other room. ❜
❛ say you want me, and i’m yours. ❜
❛ i won’t bite. unless you’re into that sort of thing. ❜
❛ i’m not wearing any underwear. thought you’d like to know. ❜
❛ would you like to go somewhere a little more private? ❜
❛ i’ll take care of you. ❜
❛ there’s so many things i wanna do to you. ❜
❛ take off your clothes. ❜
❛ i’m going to ruin you. ❜
❛ show me how much you missed me. ❜
❛ is this okay? ❜
❛ you know you love me. ❜
❛ i want you to feel good. ❜
❛ i want this. ❜
❛ come back to bed. ❜
❛ you’re such a tease. ❜
❛ want me to model these for you? ❜
❛ we have to make this quick. ❜
❛ what are you looking at? ❜
❛ it’s hot when you talk back. ❜
❛ you don’t have to be gentle. i won’t break. ❜
❛ don’t you know what you’re doing to me? ❜
❛ i really want to kiss you right now. ❜
❛ it’s okay, you can touch me. ❜
❛ this is a one time thing. ❜
❛ you know where to find me. ❜
❛ did i say you could stop? ❜
❛ you’re soaked. let me grab you a towel. ❜
❛ i want to see you. ❜
❛ are you wearing my shirt? ❜
❛ no ones here. we can be as loud as we want. ❜
❛ you look good with my hands around your throat. ❜
❛ i’ll be good, i promise. ❜
❛ you’re really good at that. ❜
❛ shut up and kiss me already. ❜
❛ you better watch your fucking mouth. ❜
❛ don’t mind me. just enjoying the view. ❜
❛ tell me what you want. ❜
❛ you can be rough. i can take it. ❜
❛ and where do you think you’re going? ❜
❛ if you called just to get off on my voice, i’m hanging up. ❜
❛ i shouldn’t allow myself to get this close to you. ❜
❛ what if i hurt you? ❜
❛ you won’t hurt me. ❜
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(( Thinking about the fact that, as a former aristocrat, Alfred had to study other languages as part of his upbringing, with German and French being the ones he is still most fluent in. Back when he was still human he also spoke some pretty decent Hungarian but considering he hardly has any use for it now, it started to get rusty over the century. Oddly enough, he still has a soft spot for it, even if he tries his hardest to leave his past behind and sometimes when he is feeling sentimental or if he would ever really trust someone, he might slip in some Hungarian phrases or petnames. ))
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if you were a deity, what would you be the god of?
wisdom and knowledge.
intelligent and trusted, there is rarely a soul who doesn’t hear and value your voice. you act as a guiding light in an array of situations. calm and wise, you offer the deepest and sincerest insights regarding the world’s problems.

winter and death.
you’re known for your self-discipline and rigidity. although you may be perceived as cold and intimidating by those who don’t directly worship you, you’re actually quite fair and polite. your followers pray to you for a safe winter and peaceful death.
tagged by: @gnarledbite, thank you! tagging: whoever hasn't done this yet!
#( o death. );; about: erik.#( my grave amidst the lilies. );; about: radek.#(( both of them fit extremely well! ))
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(( Thinking about Radek’s sword and his abilities: how it’s only a dagger, easy to strap to his hip and hide behind his clothes but still within his reach if he needs it. And it’s not the worst weapon to fight with ( considering Radek is quite quick and agile on his feet ) but it does not have the best reach and only works in close combat. So what does he do? He uses his own blood to elongate it. Because dark, magical vampire blood. Depending on how much blood he uses/where he stabs himself ( mainly his thighs, his sides and, as the most powerful source, his heart ), the sword will grow bigger, be more accurate and much more deadly but it also weakens him immensely the more blood he loses. It’s both his biggest strength and also his biggest weakness. ))
#(( putting this on this blog because it's important for Radek#look at this former witch and vampire hunter now using blood and magic ))#tw: blood#tw: self harm#?#( my grave amidst the lilies. );; about: radek.
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Drive through a Foggy Forest
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