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i’ll take whatever you’re giving; not enough. ┆͙ DAHLIA CROFT, an oc written for the sst / supernat——horror verses (verse——flexible). she/her, feminine terms, closeted bisexual. aged 19. by detta, she/they/it autistic lesbian. adult.
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/ hi sweeties <3 vinn here :3 me and some oomfs are working on this supernatural / horror verse, which we are also creating our own deities/mythology for, and we are highkey looking for new people.. so..
⠀⠀ 𝕿EMP … the deity of darkness and night - time’s deaths ▃ SE͟͞P͟͞H͟͞TIS. makes mortals call her ‘𝓭arcelle’. our lady of felonies. self made cynic ╱ learning how to breathe without *permission.
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» blame you, arabella. 〞 vows, a silent promise. there’s a notable pause before farther words drip from cured——poison tongue, 〝 i just … hope he looks worse than you do right now. 〞
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sighs, but doesn’t judge, doesn’t say anything to put salt in the wound. if anything, she wants to be the savior rather than the arsonist, ( she’d play healing wound but answer to 𝑘𝑛𝑖𝑓𝑒 ). a vague scoff eludes, 〝 i don’t »
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⠀ her breath trembles at every graze, even the slightest touch would torment her skin. first time being so vulnerable in front of him, and it feels 𝐚𝐰𝐟𝐮𝐥. lower lip caught by teeth, roughly,
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» perhaps a masochist is what you must be. ——— karma ponders, understanding in a way, distant to the idea (of hating, of loving) in another. they hum. 〝 if i don’t worry for you, who will? 〞
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see——through words, a truthful wish but one he can’t comply to. she knows how it is when calamity tastes the sweetest. the flavour lingers. you fall willing victim … it is glorious to masochists. and for love not to bite, »
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⠀⠀doesn’t know how to say 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘴 without making it seem glorious, so she doesn’t. a slight, forced smile set to soft features. she nods. 〝don’t worry about it, karm.〞
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a murmured, 〝 sorry, 〞 lips pursing. nearly winces, too, when wound weeps. scrubs it with as much care as she can possibly bear, which she fears is not enough. teeth clutch onto lower lip. 〝 ———you need to be more careful, bella. 〞
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⠀ a wince of pain at a simple contact, visibly uncomfortable and pained. 〝 shit, i - it still hurts——— 〞 hissing. got into one of her many fights out of pure rage, unaware the person had a knife.