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Discord/wire rp anyone??

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Sticky warm blood covered her hands and the first instinct that she really did have was to duck them underneath a faucet and rinse them off, or find a towel to rub them off on. But her vampire instincts kicked in instead. It was no secret that she was one of the "good" vampires; never one to hunt down humans so that she could tear her fangs into their necks to gorge on every drop of blood that she could. She was a vampire though, blood did call to her. Like you would do a popsicle, she stuck her finger into her mouth and tasted the bitter blood against her tongue, savoring the flavor.

She swirled her tongue around her finger as she pulled it out of her mouth. She didn't need to look up to know Michael was looking at her. She didn't dare meet his gaze. ❝ Sorry. I am a vampire, ❞ she reminded him, this ashamed look about her delicate facial features.

♡ ───── @magicveiled liked for thirsty!nadja things !

#[michael cause reasons :)))] #magicveiled #♡ ───── NADJA KATTS ( CLOSED STARTER )

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🩸like for a starter that involves nadja, your muse, and drinking blood. idk. i just want vampire drinking blood things okay !!

#♡ ───── GENERAL ( STARTER CALLS )

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actually no, we're not "dating". we're bound together for infinity. like the stars. so, fuck you, actually.

#♡ ───── WINNIE HADLEY ( WINNIE & EDDIE MUNSON. NOT SPARKS; MORE LIKE LIGHTNING ) #♡ ───── NADJA KATTS ( NADJA & REX MATTHEWS. GENTLY WE HOWL AT THE STARS TOGETHER. GENTLY WE SWALLOW EACH OTHER WHOLE. ) #♡ ───── JUDE THOMSON ( JUDE & REN HARLEY. COME ON BABY LET ME GET TO YOU ) #♡ ───── CLAIRE LITTLETON ( CLAIRE & CHARLIE PACE. IMAGINARY PEANUT BUTTER )

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I dreamt about him last night. I was covered in blood and he washed my hair and held me

#♡ ───── NADJA KATTS ( NADJA & REX MATTHEWS. GENTLY WE HOWL AT THE STARS TOGETHER. GENTLY WE SWALLOW EACH OTHER WHOLE. ) #♡ ───── NADJA KATTS ( NADJA & ABRAHAM RABINOVICH. MY BLOOD IS SINGING WITH YOUR VOICE. I WANT TO POUR IT OUT. )

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𝟗 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝟓𝟎𝟎 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬.

tagged by: @freakarus (this was so hard I had to pick from 13 posters I saved lmaoooo)

tagging: @deathsfollow @bloodsalted @gleamingcrowns @aintashes @magicveiled @qapsiel

#♡ ───── GENERAL ( DASH GAMES )

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❝ Oh, sweetheart, I don't hate anyone. I just never forget. ❞ Such simple words were underlying threats of their own. Even the assassin that had stabbed him right in his chest didn't warrant Peter hating him, but he didn't let go of what had happened to him. Even if it meant finding the answers to supernatural beings being hunted down, he couldn't resist the urge for retribution. Sharp claws ripped right through the muted man until he felt his blood turn cold.

The same could be said for what he did to this girl's aunt. He tore his claws through her throat, vindicating what she had done to his family in their family home. Cassandra wasn't exactly innocent in that matter either, was she? ❝ You know, something I've realized about people is that they're a lot like tigers - they never change their stripes. ❞ Until he was proved otherwise, he wasn't going to take her word for it, neither was he going to promise her that he wouldn't kill her. Peter didn't make empty promises that way. He glanced at the weapons. They might have packed a punch when used properly, but her displaying them didn't mean much to him. ❝ Is this supposed to mean something to me? Hunter trinkets? ❞

it wasn't her decision to make, but her involvement in the fire had been one of her biggest regrets ever since. she didn't expect peter to understand that though. even an apology wouldn't make up for the damage her aunt had convinced her to take part in. "we don't have to get along. you can hate me all you like, i get it." they just had to coexist a little bit, for now, and then they could go back to their separate lives. "we just have to agree not to kill each other, and i don't hunt anymore, so that not killing each other part is really on you." she pushed aside the hem of her jacket and set a knife on the table between them, then took the pepper spray off her keychain and finally the second, smaller knife from her boot. "that's all i've got on me." she didn't hunt anymore, but that didn't mean she was defenseless.

#heartsbreaking #♡ ───── PETER HALE ( INTERACTIONS ) #[he bitter lmao]

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GRAY SOUNDED ABOUT RIGHT. There was definitely nothing bright about her anymore, surrounded by an air of darkness that she couldn't explain, or at least rationalize. She kept it all to herself, too, locked away deep inside of her without a key to open it up for anyone else to discover for themselves. How could they? She always knew she related to Tate in this capacity but she didn't realize just how much she understood him until now; feeling lost, confused, and utterly alone.

She appreciated Robin for showing that she cared enough to check on her and make sure that she was okay, but she knew that getting something like a fresh breath of air wasn't enough in the long run. She'd be okay at the moment, but she was far from it overall. She took the bottle from the other girl, sparing her a glance as if to nonverbally thank her for it, and cracked open the lid to drink from it. After letting it settle in her gullet, she finally spoke again.

❝ I didn't know my social anxiety could get this bad, ❞ she lied - - - kind of. She did have social anxiety but it wasn't enough for her to need to run out of a party to catch her breath. She thought the party would be a welcome distraction but it wasn't.

🌈 : @untilthcyrot asked : “I don’t know. Just needed some air.” ( violet ) // still accepting this meme

"you were starting to look a little..." robin had to carefully think about the color. sometimes she would overthink things. sometimes she would just blurt something out and ramble. it all just depended on what mood of buckley you got at any given time. "gray...like you know when the clouds first come out on a dreary day...you were like that color, vi." and it seemed violet would get a garden mix of it all. overthinking and rambling. "I thought i'd better get you outside before you passed out and died in there." she now hovered around the other girl just looking her over with concern and making sure she was okay without realizing that this too was probably annoying. "oh yeah, i brought you some water." she handed over the bottle and then continued to circle around. robin was anxious about being at a party where people were drinking and from violet not feeling well.

#wontgodowninhistory #♡ ───── VIOLET HARMON ( INTERACTIONS )

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vampires licking blood off each other threads where

#♡ ───── GENERAL ( WISH LIST )

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i diagnose you with hot

drunk girl in the bathroom hot

you're both wasted, she just somehow does it so much better. you're crying, about something your stupid ex did or said. and suddenly she appears, looking like an angel aside from the slight sway in her step. she's helping you our of your slump on the floor when you grow pale and catastrophy strikes. you're the most disgusting you've ever been, and still, this stranger holds your hair and rubs soothing circles in your back. gives you a breath mint and sits you back against the wall, asking what happened. you tell her, and her glittery, perfectly made face turns sour. with her heels in hand, she loops your arm around her shoulders so she can help you walk to an uber she called for you. your ex says something snarky to you in passing on the way out, and for her it's the final straw. she whirls around, fire in her eyes and a set in her brow and she slaps him hard across the face. calls him a jerk or a dick or something like that, you can't remember, you were busy smiling at the stunned look on his face as she drags you both outside. before you get home, she gives you a hug and kind words in a bubbling voice and you're thankful for her. thankful there are people out there who look out for people like you, who stand up for people even when they might have trouble standing themselves.

tagged by: @freakarus & tagging: @deathsfollow (kirk) & @rayofsunshinc (cassidy) & @aintashes & @gatekeepcr & @kindofuneven & anyone else pls steal :D

#♡ ───── GENERAL ( DASH GAMES ) #♡ ───── WINNIE HADLEY ( AESTHETICS )

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❝ I've met ghosts that are TRAPPED HERE. They're the ones who've warned me that death is not all it's cracked up to be. ❞ They hadn't done anything wrong while they were living either. The laws of the afterlife had decided for them that they would remain ghosts for about one hundred years before they were allowed to move on. She didn't mind that idea so much, as long as she got to be with them instead of her actual family that treated her like an afterthought if they even thought of her at all.

Slender dark brows furrowed at the CONTORTED VOICE that seemed to pierce through Dawn's own. Different questions rant through her head and she finally spoke the obvious one. ❝ What are you? ❞ Because it didn't sound human, that was for sure, and she'd spent too long around the paranormal to believe otherwise.

It's not Dawn that looks up from her work after Lydia speaks this time, but The Entity. It crawls up their spine and there's no big fight about it; Dawn concedes, lets herself be quieted, as long as it doesn't mess up her book.

Their eyes tint a pale, faded lilac as The Entity comes to the surface and Dawn sequesters herself in the depths of their mind. It looks up at Lydia, hands still working on the binding even sight-unseen, head cocked to one side and a curious expression on its features.

❝Have you?❞ it asks, voice layered and rumbly and otherworldly. ❝You seem... conflicted on the matter.❞

#chaosmode #♡ ───── LYDIA DEETZ ( INTERACTIONS )

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❝ Oh. ❞ It was such a defeated 'oh', too, because she thought that someone else would be able to relate to her for once. Nell knew that she was able to see just beyond the veil but not because she had inherited the ability at birth. No, it was because Hill House had its hooks in her. It had never let her go from the first day she and her family had moved into its body. It fed on her, on all of them, and it didn't matter if she moved oceans away from it, it would always feed.

She rubbed her neck anxiously, not bothering to look at Rien as she spoke again. ❝ I just thought you meant...you really saw things, too, like me. ❞

you'd think rien would have an answer, considering they're the one that offered that little bit of information, sans prompting. but they don't. they know the answer, of course, know what they meant, know it isn't anything as terrifying as what nell might be thinking.

but rien has to say something.

inhuman eyes cast their glance down into their lap, fingers fiddling with the edge of their sleeve. ❝ i was just being... facetious. i didn't really mean anything by it. ❞

which isn't really an explanation for the cryptically creepy comment, but, well. rien isn't sure they're ready to just admit it out loud just yet. maybe nell can read between the lines, they think, hope.

#chaosmode #♡ ───── NELL CRAIN ( INTERACTIONS )

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❝ I think if you look close enough you see the rough edges. ❞ The hairs on her arms stood on end when she walked the streets of Hawkins like something was right there just out of sight. There was something on the other side of the devil that even Lydia couldn't see and her medium skills had been more and more prominent ever since she found Adan and Barbara traipsing around in designer sheets. That was just scratching the surface of her capabilities. What was happening here though, she hadn't put her finger on it yet. She wondered if Betelgeuse knew...not that she should ask him.

❝ What are you trying to say? I'm doomed to a lifetime of bullying? ❞ If anyone walked in Hawkins DIFFERENT from everyone else it was her. Though she considered herself a sensitive girl, she also had thick skin. They couldn't say anything about her looks (the hot topic of conversation) that hadn't been said already. They'd have to be a little more creative than that. Where she had been looking at him with a mock-offended stare before, she slipped into a smile, letting him know she was only joking with him.

Lydia felt sorry for her dad. Business had been too much for him and he ended up snapping. That caused him to uproot their entire life and bring them all the way to Hawkins. ❝ He won't get it here. Not as long as he's still married to my stepmother. ❞ Delia probably didn't help his breakdown and she certainly wasn't helping it here either. He'd found them a quaint home to live in and she wanted to tear it all down and start from scratch. Remodeling was stressful. ❝ I like it, ❞ she answered enthusiastically. ❝ I don't like hustle and bustle. I like something calmer. ❞

"Does it? Huh. Guess I haven't noticed, since I've lived here my whole life." He was lying through his teeth, but he also knew the consequences if someone were to find out that he had let anything slip. Not only that, but he was such a protective spirit, and the last thing he wanted was for someone else to get wrapped up in all the bullshit. Because every time someone did, they got hurt. It was the price they paid for knowledge, he supposed.

"Seems like your average run of the mill small town where if you're remotely different you'll get bullied for the rest of your life, and everyone is in each other's business." He snorted, though he raised an eyebrow at the comment about her dad. He wasn't offended at all, thinking that surely that would be the only reason someone would come to Hawkins. Especially from such a big city.

"Sounds like he just needed some peace and quiet. Not sure if he'll get it here, but hopefully he finds what he's looking for." He paused, blinking, before raising an eyebrow. "And how do you feel about it? Moving from somewhere so big to somewhere like this."

#alwaysthesitter #♡ ───── LYDIA DEETZ ( INTERACTIONS )

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The fact that Jonathan was going along with this — it was endearing. Actually, it should have been weird that he indulged her little midnight stroll through the graveyard but she appreciated him coming along regardless. ❝ You never know what you can discover in a graveyard. It's less lonely out here than you think. ❞ That was easy for someone like her to see, she had a third eye for this kind of thing. She could see beyond the veil, maybe her incredibly unique, albeit morbidly so. ❝ This way. ❞ She began walking in one direction and decided to ask him a question. ❝ Why did you agree to come with me by the way? Most people probably wouldn't have. ❞

📷 starter for @untilthcyrot | Lydia & Jonathan !

As he absentmindedly played with the strap on his camera, he noticed someone approaching. Lydia was hard to miss with her dark attire and unique demeanor, a contrast to the mundane. He liked that about her, even if her ideas were sometimes a bit further outside the box than his own. He had agreed to meet her outside of the cemetery.

❝Hey.❞ Jonathan greeted her with a slight nod, ❝I'm not sure if sneaking around a graveyard is exactly going to be helpful, but - ❞ He shrugged, then gestured his arm ahead. ❝Lead the way.❞

#rayofsunshinc #♡ ───── LYDIA DEETZ ( INTERACTIONS )

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Eileen could only imagine the fear that these children felt when they were caught prey by the abiku. It reminded her...sometimes she wondered if she had felt scared when the banshee had murdered her parents if she had seen the monster in her nursery as it slaughtered her mother. She didn't remember it now, infant memories wiped as quickly as they were formed.

When Cas grabbed her arm, she looked to him so that she could read his lips. Attention went to the wrapper next so she bent down to look at it. ❝ What kind of monster feeds kids? ❞ She thought out loud, but it could have been that the kids already had the chocolate with them. ❝ We should keep moving. ❞

                             CASTIEL CAN UNDERSTAND EILEEN'S FRUSTRATION AND FEAR. Dead children are especially gruesome. Sure, they have a 98.6 % chance of going to heaven because they haven't had time yet to be truly evil, but heaven is kind of the last stop: They don't grow up or mature. They stay children forever up there, eternally playing their favorite games and eating their favorite candy. They will never know all that comes after adolescence: Your own home, family, love. 

                              Castiel follows Eileen down the narrow hallway of the abandoned office building, hoping to find something in the dim light of the late afternoon. Suddenly, he grabs her elbow, trying to get her attention as he nods toward an empty wrapper on the ground. "I don't think abikus eat chocolate bars. They must have been held here."

#qapsiel #♡ ───── EILEEN LEAHY ( INTERACTIONS )

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❝ He does seem to be bribed easily with unhealthy foods like that. ❞ Eileen had noticed that about the older of the Winchester brothers. If there was something he liked, it was the juiciest burger that he could sink his teeth into and you could wrap him around your little finger. Sometimes you could even offer her something greasy to eat and she'd be inclined to do you a favor. She reached out to take a firm grasp on Cas, letting him get his footing straightened out before carefully moving him forward. ❝ Because we're bored so we like torturing ourselves, ❞ she teased the angel.

                           "OH, DON'T YOU WORRY. I think if we bribe Dean with a burger and some pie, he'll be up to this adventure." Castiel watches the skaters around them and then takes a tentative step forward because it's great to be able to stand upright, but this is actually about moving around on the frozen lake and not hovering awkwardly right in the middle of it. His legs start to wobble again and he quickly reaches for Eileen's arm a second time. "This is way harder than walking on heels. Why do you humans despise normal walking so much."

#qapsiel #♡ ───── EILEEN LEAHY ( INTERACTIONS )

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❝ I haven't been to California — or Vegas for that matter. I bet we would have so much fun in Vegas and it would be the perfect setting for us anyway, you know what I mean? Life is supposed to be most lively at night and with all the gleaming lights, oh, I bet it's beautiful. ❞

Nadja caught herself rambling on about a city she had never visited but only heard about and seen portrayed on television. That was just another item to add to her bucket list — a trip to Las Vegas and she bet she would have so much fun if Cassidy was there with her. She shrugged and commented, ❝ Maybe we can do a west coast road trip someday. ❞

Nadja thought about it — she really thought about it. Had she ever tried to fall in love with someone since the passing of her husband? The relationship she had with her maker was complex. She had actually fallen for him before she ever met Aleksei but there was something so otherworldly about her life that it terrified her. She hadn't been able to pinpoint that it was because he was a vampire back then. Even after he'd turned her, as much as she hated him, they still had this undeniable connection. Yes, it was because the dynamic between a maker and his progeny was strong, but there was always something else there she didn't want to face. The monster outweighed the lover he could ever be.

❝ I think it's been a very long time since I've been on a date. To say I've never found myself romantically interested in a human since being turned would be an outright lie but it's never something that went far for obvious mortal reasons. ❞ Nadja turned her head in the bed of flowers to look at him, giving him a funny look. She wondered if he could relate to trying to date a human. It wasn't that it couldn't work, it was just difficult. ❝ Maybe it's when you're not trying that you find yourself already falling. ❞

Cassidy's gaze followed Nadja as she lay back amidst the vibrant sea of flowers, he found himself entranced. Perhaps it was the subject, but there was a tenderness in the way he watched her, a fondness that softened his features and made something warm stir in his chest. ❝Those are good ones.❞ He said quietly.

As Cassidy reclined on the soft grass beside Nadja, and his limbs splayed out, the sky began to deepen into shades of twilight. ❝If I had to have more... I'd like to see California, I guess.❞ His voice carrying a hint of wistfulness as he contemplated love more than traveling great distances.

❝Have you ever tried falling in love again?❞ He asked, words tinged with a blend of hesitation and longing. He understood the delicate dance of emotions all too well, the tentative steps taken after experiencing the sting of heartbreak or being the heartbreaker, and how their situation made it all the more dramatic. He'd once been stupid enough to think that being a vampire wouldn't be a problem when falling for a mortal. Still, he hadn't exactly given up hope that there was a chance for love ... if he deserved it.

Despite where his thoughts were going and all the complications, he looked over her and grinned. ❝I mean, y'know, usually when you go looking is when it doesn't work out, but... well... When's the last time you went on a date?❞ He asked, his tone teasing lightly.

#rayofsunshinc #♡ ───── NADJA KATTS ( INTERACTIONS )