open post 2025

[impractical]

leave a starter or prompt; happy to plot first via pm or plurk.
muselist here.
spoilers and nsfw possible, will mark in tls.


wip list of tropes and stuff i pretty much always want to play:

• lotus-eater situation, aka "you're living your perfect life and don't realize it's killing you!"
• pining! you know the hand flex gif from p&p? of course you do
• vampires...
• misunderstandings between people who have feelings for each other, i.e. thinking one of them is interested in someone else and it comes to a head in heated admissions of Feelings
• slow burn over a psl
• ALL the h/c, whether one or two-sided
• fwiw some of my favorite bstreet memes are morning after, train to the afterlife, drunk meme, find them dying, and insomnia
• text is always going to be a yes from me dawg
• classics: only one bed, huddle for warmth
• amnesia???

 

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[searingbond]

[ Sciel doesn't know it, but Alicia has been here. Of course, the only evidence to that fact is that there is now a second set of piercings on the Lumieran's throat, and...obviously some amount less blood in her body. It'd contributed to her deep and hazy unconsciousness, to that persistent daze that she feels even now, but hadn't been fatal (as Clea had advised).

When the vampire reappears, Sciel rolls her head that direction. ...Right. This. This is what's going on, what she's gotten herself into, and somehow it's all more thorny than she'd anticipated.

Probably should've figured it wouldn't be simple, given that it involves immortal monsters. Fortunately, she's usually good about rolling with the punches. ]

You played so coy, and yet...here I am. [ Sciel adopts another easy, slow smile, lifting the battered arm that's manacled to the bed. ] Mm, why don't you give it a try next time, see how you like it?

[ It could be a flirtation in any other situation, but they both know, now, that she intends it as a threat sitting just behind the smile.

Their situation is fraught. Sciel knows this in spite of her flippancy. If she dies, she's betraying Pierre's last wish. But...if she goes back, then she'll lose her opportunity to do any of what she'd come here for. So...what's the alternative?

Her chest rises and falls in a lightly-frustrated huff. Lune would probably have a plan by now. All she has (so far) are bruises and bite marks. ]

But you still managed to have a nice night, from the looks of it. No?