Getting All Hot And Heavy With Him In A Corner Booth At The Club Or On The Couch At A House Party, And

i want to write, but mind is blank for things from scratch. like this for me to reply to your opens !

“i’m a vampire and we met when you were still human and we fell in love and planned out our whole eternal life together but on the night i turned you i freaked out over the commitment and abandoned you in the middle of the night & now it’s over a century later and we’re only just seeing each other again for the first time since and there’s so much hatred in your eyes when you look at me but fuck you still look just as hot and make my heart race as much as you did back then and i think i made the biggest mistake of my life in leaving” au (☉‿☉✿)

A trope that gets to me: 'guard dog' character and their partner who are both fully aware of it and honestly don't care/kind of like it. Someone says "call your guard dog off" and their partner does call them off. That person, their 'guard dog', is someone who is unreservedly, irrefutably loyal to them. Someone undoubtedly dangerous who is willing to kill, to maim, to obey, simply because of their love for one another. There's no manipulation involved— it is loyalty, brutal, dogged loyalty. And it goes both ways.

where one person is actually famous and sets up a dating account with their real picture and the other sees it and is like, oh dude you are not fooling anyone with that picture (because srsly trying to catfish someone with a really famous person is hilarious and cute because the profile also had some really dorky info about liking model trains and farmers’ markets) cue an online romance and when they actually meet the other is pissed because DUDE YOU’RE THAT FAMOUS PERSON and the other is like, yeah, i mean, i thought you knew…

some people just have no true appreciation for terrible women. oh she killed and ate people? well maybe she was hungry. "I cant defend her anymore-" well then fucking stand aside so i can talk to my client

“we are soulmates and when you die, i die, except i don’t know who you are apart from the fact that you just live a very dangerous life because you’ve technically died three times now and gosh i wish you would stop dying it’s very inconvenient. last year i was in this HUGE job interview and what do i do but keel over –”

[COVERED IN BLOOD] Perhaps the world is slightly brighter having me in it.

It's family and it's vomit; it's socioeconomics — but none of that really matters ;   an independent original characters roleplay blog. low activity + mutuals only. . io . 25+ . they / she .

muses + guide . ݁˖ . ݁ memes. ݁˖ . ݁ plots. ݁˖ . ݁

there's a far - away look in haruko's eyes. her mind and body working on auto - pilot or maybe she is fully aware of what she had just done. lost in her own mind, it is bugs who makes her focus, breath, eyes shift to look at her friend?'s hand. are they just friends or something more? perhaps a question for when there isn't a dead body lying at her feet. she takes bugs' hand, touch gentle as ever. " what are we going to do? "

muse :  moon yu-bin "bugs" . she / they . lesbian . tracker + non profit worker . plot : loosely inspired by this post except my muse catches your muse with blood on their hands after ki.lling someone . status : open to anyone . f if romantic.

"just . . . give me your hand. we can figure this out together." her eyes dart to the knife on the ground back to the other across from her. their hands stained with crimson, the air thick with metallic so strong yu-bin can almost taste it on her tongue. she holds her hand out for the other to take. holds back the instinct that tells bugs to run. get far away! you don't belong here! this was her friend and there had to be a reason for the dead body on the floor. "i'm your friend, right?"