If he was going to convince her of his not being some utter villain, then Evan realized he’d need to cut back on the whole viewing mortals as barely different from how they viewed livestock. Well, in being vocal about it anyways. “What could I say to convince you that it’s only… +

Khadija’s feet shuffled across the pavement of the alleyway as uncomfortably as a preacher walked in hell. It was a quick way to her apartment, but it felt so wrong every time she took this route. It was like she was now a criminal, skulking about to do the sorts of deeds only done… +

Claudia had half a mind to squash the thing dead right there and then. Its appearance alone offended her to no end. But she couldn’t muster up a fraction of the animus or ambivalence needed to do that. So instead, she just watched the creature bounce around on the floor. +

#ashesburning My return after a brief hiatus shall come tomorrow. Prepare thy butts!

❝ 𝐿𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑦𝑜𝑢; 𝑠𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑐𝘩 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑣𝑒 ...❞

#ashesburning Been feeling burnt out today. Hopefully I’ll get back into the swing of things soon.

#ashesburning I don’t have enough accounts to make a Starter Pack, so I made a list on this account for all my other accounts if you’d like to see what other types of supernatural beings are getting up to! bsky.app/profile/did:...

#ashesburning I don’t have enough accounts to make a Starter Pack, so I made a list on this account for all my other accounts if you’d like to see what other types of supernatural beings are getting up to! bsky.app/profile/did:...

Eyes hollowing, if stares could cast spells that would spread famine and disease, Evan’s might have. The worst part was that he didn’t completely hate this, a sliver deep down understood the appeal. “If you do that again, I will curse your bloodline for centuries.”

Never before had Evan felt so tempted to cast a spell on someone out of pure annoyance like he did in this instance. He simply grumbled instead. “No…course not…” For a horrific monster like him, he sure was getting flustered about this all.

Evan had been fairly busy up to that point. Drawing up matrices on a whiteboard, it got to the point that they were like a map. Most of what Caelina had said and done didn’t seem to register…until. “What did you just call me? Oh…a dog.”

#ashesburning Because why not ask a fun OOC question: Folks, who’s your favorite vampire in media?

Had she asked a few years ago, he’d had honestly killed for some pizza. Now, well, he couldn’t. All human food tasted like dirt marinated in piss, and he’d throw up pretty soon after ingesting. But could he at least just go up and socialize? Maybe, though he knew some of them talked… +

Evan was certainly willing to admit he was a terrible person, at least by the metrics that mortal society placed upon themselves. One thing he absolutely wasn’t, however, was a liar. Not when he didn’t need to, anyways. Gabby seemed…well, not exactly fully calm with him, but she wasn’t… +

ℭ𝔥𝔦𝔩𝔡𝔯𝔢𝔫 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔑𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱: 𝔏𝔶𝔲𝔡𝔪𝔦𝔩𝔞 (Vampiric Powers and Features)

// Gonna be working up an attempted comeback for myself across my accounts. Maybe some lighthearted banter will help? Will still be a bit slow getting to responses, but hopefully not as slow as usual!

#ashesburning Well folks, it’s finally here! My Wraith: The Oblivion account! If you’d like to do some stories with ghosts, go follow up this new account of mine!

Swaying back and forth with her hands behind her back, Azmodea was quite bored. The Tzimisce took on the appearance of a dainty looking person that was almost elvish. Odd clothing that was both very colorful and pastel, with extremely violent imagery, were unabashedly worn. Turning… +

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔏𝔦𝔣𝔢 𝔗𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔚𝔞𝔰: 𝔏𝔶𝔲𝔡𝔪𝔦𝔩𝔞 (Personal Info)

𝔘𝔫𝔰𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔲𝔫𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔡. 𝔅𝔲𝔱 𝔟𝔢𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔬𝔲𝔱𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔠𝔞𝔰𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔬𝔴𝔰, 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔪𝔞𝔶 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔰𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲’𝔡 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 -Lyudmila, The Party Girl-

“A very pragmatic philosophy, I can dig it.” Evan didn’t seem all that phased by the breathing mortal’s expressed statement of being willing to end his life. It was nothing personal, just survival. And then her demands to know how he found out about her powers and her whereabouts hit… +

"Bunger! bungerbungerbungerbunger BUNGER!" #Bungerrp #bskyrp #sfwrp #openrp #mvrp

"𝖮𝗁 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖾! 𝖩𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁!" #mvrp #fandomlessrp #openrp

𝔗𝔞𝔨𝔢 𝔐𝔢 𝔗𝔬 ℭ𝔥𝔲𝔯𝔠𝔥 (The Ministry: History & Culture)

#ashesburning Probably going to start implementing this starting tomorrow. I’ll be focused on this account, get all the replies in, finish up Scott’s profile, maybe get Lyudmila started? Then I move on to the Mage account and so on.

#ashesburning There’s an account spewing racism? Would someone be kind to share the links so I know who to block the hell out of?

#ashesburning Been thinking about how I can structure getting replies to people and posting consistently, and I think I may try this strategy. Each day I post on a single account. Do a bunch of replies, and post characters. Then I cycle to the next account the next day. Thoughts?

To say Gurupada looked unimpressed would be an understatement. “No.” He flatly refused. He’d lived through the Raj, he didn’t bow before anyone who didn’t earn his respect. Hell, he probably wouldn’t even if she had.

As soon as Gabby’s eyes once again met him, Eva’s stopped in his tracks and stood straight up. Not that he was embarrassed about his inspecting, he just figured there were likely more subtle ways to go about this. “That’s true.” He responded in kind. “If I did have a heart beat… +

ℭ𝔥𝔦𝔩𝔡𝔯𝔢𝔫 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔑𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱: 𝔖𝔠𝔬𝔱𝔱 (Vampiric Powers & Features)

Francisco wasn’t an idiot, far from it if you asked him. Granted, he did flunk out of high school… But that wasn’t because he was dumb! Despite that, he was struggling to exactly make sense of what the spider had just said to him. “Uh, sure I guess, little amigo.” A few blinks… +

Had she tried to manipulate his heartbeat? Was that how she discovered that his heart was as silent as a corpse? That possibility made him all the more intrigued. “You are perceptive. Well, if the cat’s out of the bag.” His chest had been rising and falling as normal. Now… +

„「 Earth 3521 - @nycbites.bsky.social 」” "She gave him her heart like dawn's first light. Unaware he was made of midnight."

// Gonna be working up an attempted comeback for myself across my accounts. Maybe some lighthearted banter will help? Will still be a bit slow getting to responses, but hopefully not as slow as usual!

#catwoman l̶o̶v̶e̶d̶ ̶a̶n̶d̶ ̶l̶o̶s̶t̶ ̶b̶y̶ ̶p̶a̶i̶n̶

The irony never quite left him whenever she brought up the possibility of going out for food or drink. Because there she was, his food and drink. ‘No, don’t think like that. She’s a human being’ he would have to constantly mentally remind himself. But something deeper would… +

ⓨⓞⓤ ⓚⓝⓞⓦ ⓘⓣ ⓘⓢ ⓐ ⓜⓨⓣⓗ ⓣⓗⓐⓣ ⓦⓞⓜⓔⓝ ⓛⓞⓢⓔ ⓣⓗⓔⓘⓡ ⓟⓞⓦⓔⓡ ⓐⓢ ⓣⓗⓔⓨ ⓐⓖⓔ. ⓐ ⓛⓘⓔ ⓘⓝⓥⓔⓝⓣⓔⓓ ⓑⓨ ⓜⓔⓝ ⓐⓕⓡⓐⓘⓓ ⓞⓕ ⓑⓔⓘⓝⓖ ⓒⓗⓐⓛⓛⓔⓝⓖⓔⓓ. ⓨⓞⓤⓣⓗ ⓗⓐⓢ ⓒⓤⓡⓡⓔⓝⓒⓨ, ⓑⓤⓣ ⓝⓞⓣ ⓟⓞⓦⓔⓡ. T͙h͙e͙ ͙I͙r͙i͙s͙ ͙w͙h͙o͙ ͙m͙a͙n͙i͙p͙u͙l͙a͙t͙e͙s͙ ͙d͙e͙s͙i͙r͙e͙ ͙v͙i͙a͙ ͙s͙c͙e͙n͙t͙s͙ ͙

“I did specify CUTE! I’m sure there are cute zombies out there. Actually, I know there is one, because it’s you!” Hector had draped himself over a chair like he were a living…er…breathing…well….blinking throw blanket. His face contorted into a wolf smirk as he loopily pointed around.

❛ 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖈𝖆𝖓’𝖙 𝖗𝖚𝖓 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖆𝖗𝖊. 𝕰𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖚𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖞, 𝖎𝖙 𝖈𝖆𝖙𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖘 𝖞𝖔𝖚. ❜ ↻+♡

Brown eyes blinker a few times with a slightly confused sheen. It was that sort of look you got when you asked someone to recall what they just said when they were in a trance. “Oh. It was that your pose makes you look like a zombie shuffling around. It’s very cute I think.”

𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐔 | 🔞 —————————————— ✘ - #RERP | #BSRP | #MVRP ✘ - Canon Portrayal | AU Elements ✘ - Ships W | Chemistry ✘ - Lewd Earned | SFW ✘ - Bisexual ✘ - Mature Themes —————————————— 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 / 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄

What the raised New Yorker had expected from tonight, was a dance. Taking her hand in his, his feet deftly dodging her own, and her eyes always looking just a little past his. Touching, though always just a little disconnected. Anastasia moved to stamp on his foot hard instead, apparently… +

Blood dripped from the edges of the walls of Anastasia’s apartment. Hector would be salivating if he wasn’t also horrified by the sight…no…it was a vision. Of the future? Of now? His unprompted divinations rarely told him anything of that nature, so he could only guess at it. ‘Ignore it… +

Valentines Day was always a rough one for Hector. There’d been a few spent with Bart before and after the Embrace that were not exactly great in hindsight. One in particular had been spent in a hospital room, watching a friend of his slowly wither away as the world tried to… +

❝𝑰𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒋𝒖𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒂𝒎, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰’𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 ❞ ↻+♡