ACCESS DENIED
Kiéran
UNKNOWN AGE
29/11
PANSEXUAL - POLY
MED STUDENT
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| ROTTEN | A bitter darkness dwelled within the woman who you loved so much. You cherished something that she could never be, yet you were naive enough to think she was just that. She was the sin, and you were the sinner. | OPEN |
| 0876 | Character A, who lost their family in a massacre, vows to take down the demon responsible, Character B. Character B is absolutely gorgeous. By the time Character A infiltrates Character B’s circle, the only thing Character B can mutter to Character A is “You’re simply breathtaking.” | OPEN |
| HOT AND COLD | After a car crash, A's world is turned upside down by a mysterious INDIVIDUAL...and a series of vivid dreams. A Is a demoness who commands thousands, but THEY ARE still a soft, mess when it comes to B. And B, well, THEY'RE basically too busy lusting after A to get THEIR words right most of the time. When a certain individual disturbs the peace in the small town, will it bring them closer together or drive A and B apart? | OPEN |
| WOMAN IN BLACK | A has been dreaming OF a woman in black for some time. A doesn't know who THE WOMAN is or what is her name. A only knows that the stranger has been haunting THEIR nights and it needs to stop. Drowning in a sea of confusion, A is set on finding the truth behind those dreams with the help of THEIR friend B. THE woman in black doesn't age, she looks the same in every damn dream. Or it could be that B is right, it is something else, something not from this world. | OPEN |
| 0880 | "So, what's your type?" "Kind, strong, handsome. Yourself?" "I typically go for O-negatives. Your profile said you were O-negative." | OPEN |
| 0631 | “Hey kids, wanna see a dead body?” | OPEN |
| CRIMSON DESIRES | Have they ever told you not to wander in the middle of the night? They said that they’ll come and get you. Feed on you. Drain you of your blood. | OPEN |
| IN SADNESS | As an insomniac, I spent daylight hours willing the sun away, and hoping for something to bring me companionship as my family slept silently around me. Never once did I imagine that I would find solace with a human; I certainly never imagined they would make me wish I were living again. | OPEN |
| SAVE ME | It was the strangest rendition of Romeo and Juliet—together, we sneaked around to as many date locations as possible, but the pickings were surprisingly limited. There was a chance that my fellow vampires would be roaming any graveyards, or that other werewolves may be perusing any park or woods. So far, we’ve ended up spending a lot of time behind the local church. | OPEN |
| 888 | “It’s been lonely,” he admitted. He couldn’t remember the last time that he’d felt so comfortable with someone, so willing to be true about his feelings. Centuries, maybe. He was starting to lose track of the decades. “Well, it doesn’t have to be lonely anymore.” He laid his head on the other vampire’s shoulder. “It can just be you and I, and if we’re careful, it can go on for eternity.” | OPEN |
| 624 | A profound horror crept across their skin as they watched the monster release the victim, blood staining their face. “You...you absolute bastard!” They shouted. “That was my kill. How the hell am I going to get paid now?” | OPEN |
| LIFE IS A BITCH | muse a is a vampire that has been alive for many, many centuries--and after living up their more youthful decades through debauchery and bloodshed, they’ve decided to take a breather and ‘adult up’ -- which is when they meet muse b, a strong-willed and ambitious werewolf trying to keep their pack together. muse b is protective of their pack, so when they meet muse a, they’re ready to fight off this bloodthirsty leach--but wait. muse a is tired of fighting and is interested in learning more about muse b’s lifestyle. | OPEN |
| STICK TO THE PLAN | muse a fell in love with the wrong kind of person. rather than finding a partner that matches them in intensity and passion, they fell for muse b--a stoic, distant demoness that they’ve crossed paths with before. it’s not meant to work out... but why does muse b always happen to be in the forest when muse a is? | OPEN |
| ELABORATE SCHEME | throughout the centuries, muse a--an old but romantic vampire--spent their time hunting for love. in the 1800s, they found their match. a beautiful, strong-hearted mortal with whom muse a spent many years with until their lover tragically passed away. centuries later, muse a’s waltzing about the modern world and hovering around a local starbucks when--could that be? their past lover...? or is it just muse b, an individual that looks painfully similar to muse a’s late lover? | OPEN |
| HOME | The moment the door had clicked shut behind you, you found yourself swept up into another’s embrace, a shocked gasp leaving you in response. Instantly, the familiar scent of smoke, parchment, and leather, filled your senses, and you slumped in relief in your “captors” arms, the momentary fear washed away with ease. | OPEN |
| 13888 | “You have someone else in your life and that’s fine, I’m happy for you. I want the best for you, and that wasn’t me, and that’s also fine. But Jesus Christ, as selfish as this sounds, I can’t keep sitting here watching it like it doesn’t hurt me.” | OPEN |
| ALIVE AND KICKING | Person A: “I can’t believe we’re finally here, I never thought we’d make it.” Person B: “Oh for fucks sake, my driving isn’t that bad.” | OPEN |
| FIRST KISS | OPHELIA is inevitably in love with you, and when you ghost her after sharing a passionate first kiss, she’s hurt and makes it her mission to find out why you’re running from her. | OPEN |
It is a circumstance to be noted on the end of a summer morning when our story begins its course. A woman appears to take a peculiar interest in whatever penal infliction may be expected to ensue. The age had not so much refinement, but her beauty stuns the gentlemen she passes by. The bright morning sun, therefore, shines on broad shoulders and well-developed bosoms. At that time, she’s what the townsfolks would call “ripe”, a beautiful specimen that’s ready to be wed any time soon. If only there is a respectable gentleman that’ll take her hand.That is... if only she wasn’t bearing a child in her arms. The people of the town call it demon child—a child marked by sin, because its existence, heretofore, had brought it acquaintance only with the grey twilight or other darksome apartment of which they call prison. The young woman deflects any sorts of gossip among other women, stood fully revealed before the crowd, it seems to be her first impulse of motherly affection, as that she might thereby conceal her child from any sort of sunlight. Townsfolks at that time were fools to let her carry this child, much less let it live. For once in the darkness, these same prejudiced and ignorant fools no longer live to see another day...(TBA.)
"And I look at you — I look at you and tremble because we were never about structured speeches and perfectly thought out sentences — there was a time, I swear, there was a time when understanding was a matter of seeing you; merely seeing you a little, observing the lines of your face, words ceasing to feel like underlying implications, you laughing about something we had discussed hours ago and yet implulsively letting it resurface in your memory interrupting thus the flow of what felt like one of these big, “heavy” conversations, me smiling back at you knowing that this moment, now, we belong — you softly exhaling some cigarette smoke, clarity, simplicity of feeling, my eyes writing the unsayable, some sense of fluent closeness enabling us to gaze at the horizon and shut the fuck up […]"
MUN & MUSE ARE OF AGE
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NO AFFILIATION WITH THE REAL ROWOON/DAINSLEIF.DISCLAIMER:THE NATURE OF MY MUSE IS VILE AND MIGHT OFFEND SOME. HIS DEMEANOUR DOESN’T REFLECT MY OPINIONS, MY CONDONING OR INDULGENCE WHATSOEVER. IF ANYTHING CAUSES YOU DISCOMFORT, PLEASE NOTIFY ME. DON'T CREATE UNNECESSARY DRAMA, DISCUSSION IS STRICTLY EMPHASISED.