ㅤ † Will it? Can I believe it fully? † He mind was not right, all scattered like a shattered glass, but she still fuel by determinations. ㅤ

ㅤ † I heard that Dissy † A weird nickname on her lips, smirking as her gaze swiftly shifted to him. ㅤ

ㅤ A soft hum, a given answer before holding onto the hand that treat her so kindly, yet it's trembling with fear still. † I suppose so, just— everything seems so...unreal. † ㅤ

𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐒 1990's movies-based, aged up. netflix is not cannon here. nsfw. has a weird dynamic with thing. #𝐑ᴀᴠᴇɴ𝐇ᴇx

ㅤ † Never heard of a peaceful time in this horrid of a town. Unless it's gone mad from being delusional. † She said, tone flat as a wooden board, yet she smiles widely as if it's funny. ㅤ

ㅤ † Where have you— don't answer that. I'm glad you're here at last. † She wipe off her tear in silence, trying to sound as stoic as she could be. ㅤ

ㅤ A faint sound of her sniffing, holding her breath from time to time under their embrace. She never sheds tears, but when she knew he truly is her once again— Audrey couldn't help but cry. ㅤ

(( they are so pining for each other I'm crying 🥹🥹 ))

ㅤ Before he— or even herself realized, both her arms cling onto his body like he would disappear again. Facing away from his gaze, unable to look him in the eyes. ㅤ

ㅤ † ...Bastard † Muttering under her breath, tilting her hat to cover already darken facade, hiding something. ㅤ

ㅤ @comehither.bsky.social † Oh— oh my— is that really you—? † ㅤ

ᵀᵃʳᵈⁱᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᴮᵒᵘⁿᵗʸ ᴴᵘⁿᵗᵉʳ #fightrp | #MVRP | #DDrp

●My Ma Drives Me. ●My world ain't black and white and I get you can't understand that. ●Police? Yes, I am one of them. I've always been one of them. ●I called the police six times. they didn't help. That's why I wanna be a cop. And I'd be damn good at this job. ●You know who I am?

𝘽𝙧𝙪𝙘𝙚 𝙍𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙨𝙤𝙣/𝙈𝘿𝙉𝙄/ #Necromerchant

Eztli. JESUS THERE'S COLLECTOR HERE TO COLLECT ME HEADS 😭

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘦. #mvrp #rp #crossover #darkestdungeonrp 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙣𝙚𝙙, 𝙥𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙚. - Mun is 21+ - Sfw (Themes of gore and Body Horror.) - Multiverse and Rp - Experienced writer and have written for this char before. - Crossovers welcomed.

ㅤ << Currently sharpened her daggers beside the Ancestor's statue. ㅤ

ㅤ @rainofsorrows.bsky.social She walks towards him with hesitation in her eyes, but speak it out nonetheless. † Damian, dear. Have you heard of him yet..? † ㅤ

ㅤ All alone inside the bath house, silence grown quite fondly in her heart. She watches the stars above through the tiny space that ajar open towards vast sky. ...When will he get back..? ㅤ

ㅤ Audrey could not fathom of how could help have done it to himself and the enemies at the same time, the lights somehow granted him the pleasure of doing so, perhaps. No time to spare for her to think, both hands quickly prepare for another dagger and syringe fills with poison. + ㅤ

ㅤ † Oh, so eager to be defeat. Dear Damian. † She quietly darting her daggers towards his side, slit only just an inch of his waist. † Let's see if you are truly tougher than my love, he will surely take this as a challenge. † ㅤ

ㅤ 「 𝐀 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲. 」 ↻ — Long starter ♡ — Short starter ㅤ

ㅤ Staring in awe, respect and concern, she takes turn to attack ahead, making Damian suffering in agony, yet rapturous in those. Her daggers swiftly piercing through their heads in single strike, smile of satisfaction painted on her face beautifully. + ㅤ

⠀ I am responsible for your teeth, ⠀⠀ every night you fall asleep. ⠀⠀⠀ ————　🦷　———— #REVERSE1999 | #R99RP | #MVRP

ㅤ The Grave Robber watches the man dwell into his own madness, both terrified but fascinated. Blood soaking his body, trembling in anticipation of violence afflicts purely on him. + ㅤ

ㅤ Heaving, breathless, He joint awakes in the middle of the night yet again, despite being ill. Of course, he didn't tell anyone, not even going out to meet other colleagues. Stay solitude in his own quarters, drifted away in the maddening stress he created himself... ㅤ

ㅤ 　 🩸─── ⋆⋅ ♰ ⋅⋆ ───🩸 　　« 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝, 𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐠𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭. » 　° — ᴛʜᴇ ʜɪɢʜᴡᴀʏᴍᴀɴ — ° 　 🩸─── ⋆⋅ ♰ ⋅⋆ ───🩸 ㅤ

ᴰᵃᵐⁱᵃⁿ, ᵗʰᵉ ᶠˡᵃᵍᵉˡˡᵃⁿᵗ 𝕽𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖘 /𝙰𝚍𝚓./ • 𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗓𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒, 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗁𝗎𝗌𝗂𝖺𝗌𝗆. [ #mvRP | #DarkestDungeonRP ]

ᅠ ᅠ𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙖𝙠 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙚𝙨𝙩'𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨. ᅠThe Flagellant was in the farmstead as the last standing member of the party. Unlike his allies this man is unfaltering in spirit. Sanguine on his marked flesh, metal torture collar, & tattered hood. Blood mixed from fallen allies & foes +

ㅤ † This place is vastly, so many to explore, so many things to do... † ✧⁠◝⁠(⁠⁰⁠▿⁠⁰⁠)⁠◜⁠✧ ㅤ

ㅤ ㅤ🪦° ——— •✟• ——— °🪦 ㅤ『 𝐓𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞, 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭. 』 ㅤㅤㅤ× ɢʀᴀᴠᴇ ʀᴏʙʙᴇʀ × ㅤ🪦° ——— •✟• ——— °🪦 ㅤ