#biiscione

[highstrxngeness]

@biiscione​

“Hey, whatcha want for your birthday? Anything you want. 99 Cent store. On me.”

#post;; ambrose #biiscione #i'm still locating our old thread but until then

[nyctcphiliacs]

@biiscione​ continued from (x)

“You’re such a fuckin pain in my ass, you know that.” Aiden hisses at the woman as she slides into the passenger seat. Light orbs watching as she settles before he shifts truck back into gear and behinds to press on the gas. Truck slowly rolling down small down street, “Way to make a guy feel special.”

#biiscione #aiden:chats #aoc:jo #making a new thread so i can keep better track of it! #what ar ethey doing? #lmap #I MISSED YOU

[ofbookshelves]

@biiscione HMMMM

#biiscione

[redbritishsniper]

Are you easily distracted when doing replies/asks? Or are you “in the zone?” (i feel like i already know the answer <33)

(Hehe, I like it when you know baby. Clearly I'm in the zone kind if the threads keep going without a gap unless I'm suddenly tired and pull out.)

#biiscione

[sclitvde]

I've only really wanted to do fantasy/historical/asoiaf stuff lately so @biiscione has been left high and dry 😔 raphael, on that blog, has a healthy and robust f&b/hotd verse and i really want to write him so bad..... I may bring him over here, just because i miss him.

#ooc. #eye think about him often

[wingsandcoffins]

LET ME TELL YOU YOUR DARKEST DESIRE

to give in

darkness takes beautiful forms in the human body. whatever's been holding you back from it, you're ready to surrender. you watch the moonlight shapeshift on the flooded earth, and think you might be lonelier than your mother. you've always been afraid of screaming, but you do it now, louder and louder until your throat bleeds, but no matter the pain, you're never turning back. (don't make deals you're not prepared to die for)

Tagged by: @qceensofkings (Thank you so much love 🖤)

Tagging: @penniesfortheferryman , @harbingercfdeath , @thecatgoddessbast , @biiscione , @xavierplympton1984

#DashTag #AboutTheHybrid

[biiteme]

4, 8, 12 for loretta <3

Do they play an instrument? If not, have the ever wanted to learn?

Loretta is a skilled guitar player and fairly adapt at the fiddle 🎻 She’s very fond of folk and bluegrass music, especially the things she grew up hearing. She enjoys modern music as well, but prefers things that have roots in folk/bluegrass ie simon & garfunkel, the mamas & the papas. She enjoys playing by herself or for an audience. Preferably an audience that will sing with her 🎶

How do they like to unwind after a long day?

I’d be lying if i said she wasn’t an active participant in the ol’ Johnny red-eye 🌲

What is their pain threshold like? Will a stubbed toe take them down, or does it take something much more drastic?

She has a fairly high pain threshold. She grew up partaking in heavy labor on the family farm, assisting with births for the women of her family without the aid of modern medicine... it takes a lot to bring her down.

#; loretta #v; main #mobile blogging #if formatting is ass blame my phone lol #ooc #biiscione

[pcsitivibee]

positivity for biiscione : @biiscione has one of the prettiest writing styles I've ever seen and I feel so blessed to be able to write them.

#🐝・゜゜・bee kind event ! #biiscione

[ladyxredxwolf-a]

@biiscione​ liked the starter

Dorne, it was simply beautiful. The water gardens, the castles, it was all just amazing. Her mood was high as she walked around with a purpose. She made her way toward Prince Oberyn’s solar with the intent of talking to him. He was the reason she was safe, he was the reason that she didn’t need to live in fear every day. Knocking on the door, she stepped into the room and closed the door. “Prince Oberyn, I was hoping I could speak with you a moment?” She said gently. “I want to thank you for saving me, Dorne was... is amazing thank you so much for saving me.”

#sansa x oberyn #biiscione #v: escape

[highstrxngeness]

@biiscione

"Hey -- uh, shot in the dark, but could I borrow some cash? Like, I know it's real informal and shit, but, like, could I?" Ambrose's words were brazen, but not entirely out of character. He said stupid shit all the time, and often rolled with whatever deserved punches he received. But his demeanor was different. Less aloof, and more... frantic.

#biiscione #post;; ambrose #sticking with these two for now since they've barely had a chance to interact due to my disappearances >..<

[brycecousland]

          Sexy Headcanon Meme // Accepting

@biiscione​ 

🍑 - Top/Bottom. Do they have a preference? 🌹 - Dom/Sub. Do they have a preference?

Yes, and No. I shall answer both at once because his preference for either is tied together.... because it is different from person to person. Some people push him into the dom-headspace and then he is a dominant top. Others get him into his sub-headspace and when he is in his sub headspace he wound be very capable of topping.  How deep he falls into those headspaces differs from person to person too.

I will confess, pushing him into sub-headspace is much easier. Like, push him againsta  wall and he’ll be “..........more” Being in need for too much protection and being too soft? Will not get him into Dom headspace but into a “Okay you are my child now I guess” headspace.

It is also tied to how well his partners seduce him and communicate with him, because he LOVES knowing that he makes the other person feel GOOD. That is why he enjoys doming. When he knows, he can pull absolute pleasures out of the other person. That is what turns him on, less the “muahaha I am more powerful” thing... 

Don’t cuddle him and make him feel soft and then think he’ll switch to doming a second later etc. (I have a muse like that.... might bring him to tumblr one day but Bryce steals all attention since 3 hecking years :,D I write him on discord tho...)

#•●[ headcanon ]●• #nsf work // #biiscione

[ofbookshelves]

@biiscione​ is back so they get a tiny thing

“Vitt! Come sit with me! The storm is about to roll in.” The femme was perched on the window seat, a cup of tea in hand whilst the sky began to darken. 

#biiscione

[redbritishsniper]

Aight actual anon ahaha, here's some. Do you have an rp writer you like the most? Can be few of them. Also, how intimidate are their writing?

I can certainly list quite a number starting from least to most intimidating in my view.

@biiscione (Because she's my darling)

@asktheteufortmercs (Eventho we now talk and rp on discord, he too is my darling)

@blustankgirl (A swell person with amazing characters!)

@medicetwork (Need to write with them more because Etu is an interesting person)

@iregretncthing (Same thing above and because I need to figure out how these two can properly interact hah)

@sercne-dcxd (Sure I'm chill with this gremlin but ah...they're at that level to me haha)

@aetxrnus (Despite of me writing with A in the past, now it's tricky and damn I wish ideas were easier to help plot it out)

#anonymous

[sclitvde]

Name one idea for a plot you’ve had but never gotten around to writing.

If you’re a multimuse or have more than one blog, is there a muse you wish you used more?

What is a trope you’ve always wanted to subvert?

Burnt Out Mun Meme

I always think about Ansgar being best friends with his lord's new wife. This is 100% innocent, of course. I imagine they would bond since, in most verses, Ansgar isn't from the place in which he settles, always a stranger, and his new mistress has been thrown into a strange place under strange circumstances. While Ansgar seems cold sometimes, I think this sort of plot would just help convey his desire to care for others, in the only way he knows how.

I have another active(?) multimuse that really needs my affections (@biiscione) so I'd argue everyone over there needs love BUT, here, I'd say... maybe the daedric princes? for canon characters. I do want more interactions with Void. I just miss writing them lol.

I hate cheating for the sake of cheating. I don't know why, probably a personal thing, but cheating tropes are so.... draining and most of the time, not terribly well done.

#ooc.answered #ooc.meme #ty for sending this :33

[wingsandcoffins]

Dark Alleys | V:Fangs

A huff was given as the back door to the bar flew open and the small woman stepped outside, a cigarette between her lips as she glared ahead of her and fumbled in her pockets for a lighter. Once found, she flicks it to life and breaths in the toxic fumes deeply, not exhaling for some time before the smoke barrels out of her nose. Her darkened eyes shut tightly for the moment as she repeats her mantra: “I’m not going to kill them... I can’t kill them... I can’t kill them and go to prison... It’ll be okay.... just serve them their shitty drinks and they’ll leave...” She’s growling to herself more than likely as she takes another deep drag.

This was her second job... and it was hell on earth; good money, but absolute hell. Working at a ‘Gentlemen’s Club’ meant she had to know how to handle herself, as well as working the crowd she served to tip above and beyond, though every week seemed to have that one day where the absolute worst patrons would come in. It wasn’t even her section this week but she had been called over because the other waitress was busy and they were impatient with service.

After a few more puffs, she puts the spent butt out with her shoe before going back in, thankfully able to ignore the table, as a new customer was seated in her area. She saddles up to the table before sitting across from the man, giving her best smile and crossing her leg over the other as she took out her pen and notepad from the small apron around her barely covered waist.

“Good-evening, handsome. Can I start you off with something to drink?”

@biiscione

#biiscione #//hope this is okay

[merchantofwhispers]

@biiscione  

That sweet summer love, soft and clumsy with fumbling fingers that gripped at moonlit bedsheets in the dead of night was the things dreams were made of. Like lovestruck youths they’d tossed together, whispering blessings and praises, and for the time it lasted Gemina swore she felt her heart beat in her chest. They shielded each other away from the cold violence of their reality, convincing each other with breathless kisses that they were as innocent as their own laughter that echoed down the walls of Raphael’s home. Like all things, however, their little masquerade had to come to an end. Gemina rapidly grew tired of pretending to be something she wasn’t, craving the depravity and debauchery she’d put on hold in her pursuit of her gentle lover. Were it any other man she might have stayed gone once she left his bed for the final time, but something about Raphael made her want to stay, made her want to drag him down with her.

After around a week of being gone Gemina kept her promise, returning to his castle with a new sense of purpose and a clear idea of exactly what she wanted. She walked almost silently into his study, glass of wine balanced in her fingers as she approached his desk and sat on the side of it. “Busy?” She purred before taking a small sip from the glass. That little smile she’d always greeted Raphael with was there, but colder. Tighter. The gaze with which she watched him with not far off from the way someone might look at prey. “You look so stressed, my dear..” She set the wine glass down on top of his papers and leaned in, cleavage nearly spilling from the little blouse she was wearing. “You need to unwind..”

#biiscione #c; Gemina #;main #/RAPH IS ABOUT TO LEARN VERY IMPORTANT LESSONS ABOUT GEMINA