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↪ 𝑴𝑶𝑹𝑩𝑰𝑫 ᶜᵘʳᶤᵒˢᶤᵗʸ . ( a collection of various unsorted question prompts . adjust phrasing as necessary . will be updated frequently . )
are you kidding me ?
[ name ] , what just happened ?
hey ! what’d you do that for ?
did you plan on ever telling me ?
do you want to tell me the truth , this time ?
you seriously think i could’ve done this ?
did you know about this ?
[ name ] , what were you thinking ?!
can we talk ? alone ?
why are you doing all of this ?
it can’t be that bad , right ?
haven’t you heard the stories ?
who did this to you ?
what are you insinuating ?
what did you think was gonna happen ?!
you think i could do something like that ?
who do you think you are ?
why won’t you let me help you ?
do you have any evidence of that ?
can we put away our differences for a second ?
where have you been ?
is that … blood ?
what’s your problem ?
are you real ?
where’s your sense of adventure ?
would you kill for me ?
you’re [ name ] , aren’t you ?
why can’t you just let it go ?
do you want me to stay ?
what if we left … ran away ?
what else was i supposed to do ?
how did you get this scar ?
could you give me a hand with this ?
do you ever stop talking ?
you’ve never done this before , have you ?
where do you think you’re going ?
how many fingers am i holding up ?
what can i say to make it better ?
why can’t we all just get along ?
can i stay the night ?
what’s that supposed to mean ?
where did your common sense go ?
you seriously don’t believe me ?
what aren’t you telling me ?
do you have a minute ?
why are you lying ?
you’re gonna walk away from this ?
where am i supposed to go ?
can we stop and think about this rationally ?
how long has it been since you’ve slept ?
why can’t we be civil about this ?
what makes you so special ?
where is all of this coming from ?
how are we gonna get out of here ?
you’ll never leave me , right ?
were you in on this ?
care to join me for a bit ?
shows what you know , doesn’t it ?
do you want to get out of here ?
what were you expecting to happen ?
what are you working on ?
i can tell you’re upset , what happened ?
when can i see you again ?
where do we go from here ?
can you sit up for me ?
how long have you been awake ?
what are you getting out of this ?
can we put this behind us ?
where are you ? nobody’s heard from you .
how can i make this go away ?
were you following me ?
where does it hurt ? show me .
[ name ] , what the hell ?
hey … can i ask you something ?
you’re not gonna tell me where we’re going ?
really ? you’re gonna do that right here ?
are you even listening to me ?
we can help each other , right ?
hey … did you hear that ?
you have no idea who i am , do you ?
how long have you known ?
what exactly are you asking me to do ?
how was i supposed to know that ?
are you new around here ?
can you stop and listen to me for a second ?
do you think there’s something wrong with me ?
what , you think i’m not qualified ?
why did you help me ?
can you just look at me , please ?
what can i do to convince you ?
where did we go wrong ?
oh my god , are you bleeding ?
why the long face ?
are you trying to get yourself killed ?
what do you make of this ?
how much do you wanna bet ?
you’re sure this will work ?
why are you so concerned about me ?
what are you trying to prove ?
did you ever care about me ?
are you drunk ?
isn’t this amazing ?
how long have you been standing there ?
what are you suggesting ?
why are you such a pessimist ?
did you know them ?
can we call it a day ?
where did you come from ?
your mind wanders: if the crossbow bolt shot through her mouth, would she taste the metal before she died?
me trying to figure out how to side with the druids without killing m.inthara
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" is that a fucking body ? "
ㅤㅤher first instinct is to try and hide said body, guilt and shame bubbling up in her chest in equal measure. however, that'd surely been a rhetorical question, and she recognizes that there's no point in denying it. even if the other wasn't a vampire, he does have two functioning eyes, and her most recent victim is in plain view. ❛❛ ... yes, ❜❜ she finally responds simply, not knowing what else to say. what else could she say? she doesn't need her sins to be pointed out to her to be aware of them, and the question leaves her feeling almost resentful. ❛❛ i do plan on taking care of it, if that's your next question, ❜❜ she adds, arms crossing defensively. ❛❛ but if you're planning on asking me next why i killed them, don't bother. it's none of your business. ❜❜ plus she just ... doesn't even really know the answer to that question herself.
bloody prompts.
what kind of herb are you?
ㅤㅤgarlic. you leave an impression wherever you go. your heart is so strong, so determined, so willing to go after whatever hole you see in the world, whatever wound you need to fix next. you're there. you're justice, hot red and pure gold, fairness incarnate, a paladin in shining armor come to protect and cleanse and heal and yet sometimes you wonder if you're the most corrupt, dirty being in the world, a fraud, a monster in hero's clothing. the world is so intense and you are so small, so fragile, and no matter how hard you try you're never good enough. you want to be good. you want to be good enough. you try so hard and yet the world is so dark and angry and cruel. perfection is always just out of reach and you want things to be okay so bad you bleed with it. you just want things to be right, to be good, to be fair, but you don't know if they ever can be. if you can ever be.
ㅤㅤbludheir, an independent and private headcanoned 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒖𝒓𝒈𝒆 from 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐮𝐫'𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝟑. can be written with as tav or as a companion. very open to other fandoms!
people are constantly underestimating aspasia because of her small stature and sweet face, but she's always taking advantage of that. many don't see her as a true threat, and she uses their lowered guards to gain the upper hand in many situations. while she's actually rather strong for her size, she likes to rely more on stealth and surprise attacks, fast and nimble in her movements.
in her companion verse, she can of course be found in the druid's grove; either hanging out with alfira or chilling under the tree by the elevator, having made friends with timber. or just for funsies, she's out by the owlbear cave fdksl

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doomed by the narrative but not to death. doomed to survive. doomed to stay alive inside the story. doomed to never escape the narrative, not even through death. you are allowed no exit. there is no way out for you and there never was. you couldn’t die if you wanted to. the narrative has a hold on you and it won’t let go. death is too sweet a doom for you. the story has something much worse in mind. there is no way out.
just wanted to expand a bit upon her body language, and i've kind of divided it up by ... parts? of her body? that's the best way i could think of to put it lmao but anyway.
" you're bleeding. " - mal .
ㅤㅤshe knew. each drop was cathartic, a reminder that she'd managed to turn her urge onto herself, rather than anyone else. she hadn't thought her urges could've gotten any worse, but it seemed as though reaching the city had done what she'd believed impossible. she instinctively knew she was close to where it all began, the bile within bubbling more eagerly than ever. you are so close to home, my lady. she mentally cringed away from the voice, desperately wishing she could scrub it from her mind. was some blessed silence too much to ask? the answering, mocking chuckle made it clear that yes, being alone in her own mind was too much to ask. abruptly, she realized she had been spoken to, and needed to respond. her gaze flitted up to his, weak little smile forming in an attempt at reassurance. ❛❛ yes, my apologies. i will tend to it, i just need a moment. ❜❜
bloody prompts.
[ standing over a body ] " oops. "
ㅤㅤ❛❛ oops? ❜❜ she echoes, voice taking on a distinctly displeased note and making it clear it was spoken as a complaint. her arms cross over her chest, the gesture accompanied by a pout. ❛❛ if you were going to be killing people, you could've invited me along, you know. ❜❜ she moves forward to toe at the corpse, head tilting as she studies the lifeless form. they could've been killed a bit more purposefully, more beautifully ... ah, but no point in mourning events that have already passed. she will simply find someone she herself can kill, and she can do it right. her gaze drifts back to jackie, glimmering with excitement as she imagines who might die next. ❛❛ come, let's hunt some more. it's no fair if you're the only one having any fun. ❜❜
bloody prompts.
" are you gonna help me clean it up or not ? "
ㅤㅤthe smell was overwhelming, and she mind had long since wandered off. so much blood ... how many had met their end to create such a large pool? a smile was pulling at her lips before she even realized it, and she yearned for someone of her own to turn into a lifeless husk. despite her current affliction, she didn't have a particular fondness for blood ⸻ death, however? death, she couldn't get enough of. she likely would've lost herself entirely to her dreamy state if it weren't for sara speaking, the other's voice snapping her out of it. she startled a bit, smile falling from her face abruptly. ❛❛ yes, of course. i'm sorry, i got ... lost in thought for a moment there. ❜❜ her lips pressed together for a moment in frustration, the emotion turned inward. could she have made it anymore obvious that there was something terribly wrong with her?
bloody prompts.

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blood, blood, gallons of the stuff ! a collection of icky, bloody prompts for those who like to choose violence. actions are reversible. general warning for blood, violence, murder, death.
𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :
" that's a lot of blood. "
" it isn't mine. "
" what did you do ? "
[ sigh ] " what did you do ? "
" come on. have a taste. "
" holy shit, are you okay ? "
" it looks worse than it feels. "
" you should see the other guy. "
" it's a good look on you. you should get covered in blood more often. "
" lean on me. "
" oh my god. oh my god, oh my god, what the fuck ? is that what i fucking think it is ? "
" . . . gross. "
[ standing over a body ] " oops. "
" is that a fucking body ? "
" look, i'm sorry, okay ? "
" what the hell happened ? "
" before you say anything, it wasn't me. "
" at least it wasn't me this time. "
" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you pretend it isn't. "
" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you wish it wasn't. "
" i'm not scared of you. "
" you don't scare me. "
" shut up and let me help you. "
" i got your shirt all bloody. "
" let's get you cleaned up. "
" that looks like it hurts. "
" i'm fine, just. . . give me a minute. "
" we are so fucked. "
" what the fuck is wrong with you ? "
" are you gonna help me clean it up or not ? "
" the fucker deserved it. "
" red looks good on you. "
" what the hell did you do ; tap - dance all over the body with ice - skates ? "
" what, did you run over the body with your car a couple times after ? "
" i. . . i didn't mean to. . . "
" sorry. fuck, i'm sorry. "
" this isn't what it looks like. "
" it was an accident. "
" motherfucker ran right into my knife, i swear. "
" people need to look both ways before crossing. . . bullets. "
" would you believe me if i said wrong place, wrong time ? "
" hey, look at me. i don't care. are you okay ? "
" they deserved it, right ? please tell me they deserved it. "
" you're bleeding. "
" what the fuck happened to you ? "
" you're getting blood on the carpet. "
" sit down before you fall down. "
" that looks like a you problem. "
𝚄𝙽𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :
sender spits out a mouthful of blood at receiver's feet
sender spits out a mouthful of blood on receiver
receiver finds sender covered in blood
sender tries desperately to stop receiver's bleeding
sender helps receiver clean up after a kill
sender wipes blood from receiver's face with a washcloth
sender wipes blood from receiver's face with their thumb
sender licks receiver's blood off a knife
sender licks receiver's blood off their thumb
sender lights up a cigarette a foot away from someone they killed before offering one to receiver
receiver finds sender stood over a body
sender stitches up receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]
sender digs their finger into receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]
sender frantically checks receiver for injuries under all the blood
sender guides receiver's bloody hands under a faucet / water source and begins washing them clean
sender bites receiver hard enough to draw blood
sender tilts receiver's head back to staunch a nosebleed
sender draws a smiley face out of the blood they spilled :)
receiver finds sender cleaning up a kill in a daze
sender looks receiver in the eye as they shoot / stab / kill someone
sender ruffles receiver's hair, getting blood all over their hand
sender gets some of receiver's blood on them and makes a face
sender flicks blood at receiver to annoy them
sender stomps in a pool of blood to splash it on receiver
sender slips in their victim's blood but receiver steadies them before they can fall
sender steadies receiver when they slip in the blood sender spilled
receiver comes home to sender covered in blood and waiting for them with all the lights off
sender spits out a tooth and it hits receiver
sender tries to wipe blood off receiver but the blood on their hands just makes it worse
sender takes an injury meant for receiver
sender shows up on receiver's doorstep covered in blood
sender sits down quietly next to receiver after receiver kills someone
sender punches receiver in the mouth
receiver watches sender lick the blood off their fingers like its cheeto dust
sender helps receiver bury a body
sender hugs receiver just to get their victim's blood all over them <3
sender hugs receiver just to get their blood all over them <3
sender leans on receiver for support
sender kills someone to protect receiver
receiver finds sender in a frenzy maiming a body after they've already killed it
sender kills someone and the blood spatters on receiver
receiver finds sender desperately trying to wash the blood off of themself
sender kisses receiver to taste the blood on their busted lip
sender shoots / stabs receiver non - fatally as a warning
originally considered making this a dual muse, and may still end up caving lmao