☂ - favorite season? ✐ - fave types of movies? ☣ - phobias? ☠ - fears? ✘ - hates?
☂- I do really enjoy autumn, just something about the air and everything. Also, best holiday is in it so always that.
✐- I lean more toward like horror and sci-fi movies myself but do like action movies as well.
☣- I’m not really sure how to explain it, but while I don’t really have a fear of looking down when high up, looking up really gives me the chills, not sure how to explain it other than that.
☠- Wouldn’t phobia’s be the same thing as fears…?
✘- Well…el rancho casserole. We’ve had it so many times in this house and I cannot stand that stuff.
» ASK THE BLOGGER
✐ - fave types of movies?
❣ - how would it be your ideal date?
° - ever were close to death?
✌ - favorite bands/ singers?
✿ - fave kind of clothing?
» Send me a ( . )( . ) for my muse’s reaction to seeing yours shirtless.
Vlad was sitting down and drinking out of his water bottle, having just gotten finished with a few exercises, when he felt Alicia’s hand trace one of his newer scars on his arm, the mark still a slight pink on his skin. He glanced over at her and gave a small frown, only wondering what could have been going through her head as she did it, “Yeah, got that while I was making my way to…one of the capitols,” he hesitated in his sentence, not knowing if he wanted to tell her the details of where he had gone and what he had done.
"Proikon ambushed me while I was setting up camp, tripped and got a blade just under my armor, thankfully it wasn’t too serious but did leave a nasty scar, sure that’ll be one that lasts a while."
» Smut drabbles/starters prompt!
Send me a ❥and I will use a random number generator to generate TWO numbers to see what drabble (or starter, if you prefer, just specify) you get with our muses as the protagonists! This will only give you an inspiration, so be creative!
Our muses will be:
- Doctor and nurse
- Teacher and student
- All-life lovers
- Human and monster boy/girl
- Doctor and patient
- Famous celebrity and number one fan
- Executive and secretary
- King and Queen
- Master and Servant
- Best friends
- Complete strangers
- A human and their ridiculously human robot
- Worst enemies
- Long-distance lovers meeting for the first time
- Any of the above
They will have:
- Tender sex
- Rough sex
- Reconciliation sex
- Public sex
- First time sex
- Casual sex
- Angry sex
- Good-bye sex
- Non-penetration sex (just rubbing)
- Sex using only adult toys.
- Shower/Bath sex
- Clothed sex
- Food-play sex
- BDSM sex (one of the muses is tied and completely defenseless. The other muse decides if they’re going to be gentle or rough)
- Any of the above
» Send me “&” for my muse’s reaction to yours tracing one of their scars.
(If our muses haven’t interacted yet and but you want us to change that.)
Vlad was walking through the streets of Guardington again, seeing all that had changed in the few months that he’d been gone. As expected there wasn’t much but there were a few small things here and there, some graffiti that hadn’t been there before, a building or two no longer standing or with something else in its place. There was even another place that the Black Tears had taken over as another one of their ‘bases’ it seemed as he made his way around the capitol.
He had been walking for some time before he finally stopped, something in particular catching his eye in the alley he was partway through passing. Warily the former assassin looked further up the sidewalk and then down the alley as though debating whether to continue on or investigate further into the alley. Slowly he reached a hand up and drew his curved sword off his back and held it in front of him as he walked into the dark alley.
Sharp and quick whistles briefly blew from his lips to catch the attention of whoever or whatever might be around, “Anyone or thing here to show their face?”
» Revolutionary Sentence Starters
"I would rather die than give in to the likes of you."
"We're the ones that are in the right. Someday everybody will see that."
"Without freedom, what are we? Just sheep waiting for the slaughter."
"You've chosen your way, and I... I've chosen mine."
"War kills everything. The land. The people. The very humanity inside of you."
"I'm afraid... afraid of what all of this is doing to you."
"You can't call this living!"
"In the grand scheme of things, what does it matter? We all die."
"Why don't you just stop? Why do you have to do this?"
"Tell ___ that I love them... and I'm sorry."
"We can't give up now. Remember what we're fighting for!"
"Please don't go! We need you here right now!"
"I'm glad that you'll be by my side in the new world we're making."
"They think they can get away with this. We have to prove them wrong."
"They dare to rise up against us. Let's crush them."
"People are dying! And you still think this is justified?"
"The people on top, all they care about is looking out for themselves."
"What's happened to you? You used to fight for the right side. Now I'm not so sure anymore."
"We've been fighting for so long... I'm so tired."
"I don't think anyone remembers why we even started all of this."
"I want you to know I may not come back from this. But I have to do it."
"Everyone thinks it'll all be better once we've won. They don't yet see the scars we'll have to deal with afterward."
"It's dark. Will you hold my hand?"
"Be quiet. They're searching for us."
"Find them. If they resist... make an example out of them."
» Send me a “旦” If our muses haven’t interacted yet and but you want us to change that.
"I'm so sorry I let this happen to you"
Vlad had to give a small laugh at that and shook his head as he sat leaning back against a dumpster, several bullet and stab wounds in his body, most in places his armor didn’t cover. “And what could you have done to prevent it?” Vlad asked with a coarse throat, coughing and spitting some blood to the side as he sighed and leaned back again, “You got a magic way of stopping bullets with something other than your face?” He answered his own question with a shake of his head, “No, no one ‘let this happen to me’ other than myself, suppose I’ve gotten sloppy these past few months…”
Finally his features grew more downcast as he thought of other things. What about Alicia? How could she possibly react if he didn’t make it back? No, he had to make it back to her, he had to be alright for her. He made to stand and got a step before collapsing and biting back a scream of agony as pain tore through his body. The former assassin clenched his hands into fists and he grabbed the man’s shoulder and pulled him down, “You’re gonna get me home, alright, even if you have to drag me…I have to make it back…for her…You got that?” he said in a commanding voice and stared at him with a hard eye, he had to make it back…even if he couldn’t finish it on his own…
» Dying rp Starters
"Stay with me. Come on, just a little longer."
"You're gonna be fine, okay? You... You'll be fine."
"No. Oh, no. No no no. This can't happen. No. You can't die."
"Shush, just concentrate on staying awake, okay? Don't sleep."
"Oh my god... Don't give up! You can't give up!"
"You can make it through this. I know you can. Y-you have to..."
"Where did they shoot you!? Where did they sh-- Oh... Oh, god... Oh please no..."
"The doctor explained everything to me... I... I can't just let you go like this. I need you."
"Oh, god. Please be alive. Please still be alive."
"There's nothing they can do. I-- I'm so sorry."
"No. They're wrong. They're wrong, okay? You're not gonna die."
"Please, fight this. You have to fight it. You have to live."
"Don't die... Don't die on me. Please..."
"Listen to my voice, okay? I need you to stay with me. I'm bringing you to the hospital."
"I wish I could tell you everything was going to be fine..."
"Come on, now. You've lived through worse than this. Just... Just live through this too."
"I'm so sorry I let this happen to you."
If you don’t have a massive alternative universe in your head with developed people and stories you’re lying.
"I’ll give you a pearl necklace later."
Vlad raised a brow under his helmet at the stranger and crossed his arms, her dealing seemed to be largely focused around her charms. Which while he had to admit she was a looker that also didn’t mean they worked on him, “And do tell what I plan to do with that? Won’t deny it’ll have some worth at the least but I would hardly have much of a use outside of it and money isn’t the only thing I’m interested in.”