āŊāŊ˛ââąâāŊāž I'M JUST A PUPPET; SWEET AND WET, AND I AM READY TO BE WORN AGAIN!
A PRIVATE, INDEPENDENT, MUTUALLY EXCLUSIVE, HEAVILY SELECTIVE, LOW EFFORT / ACTIVITY WRITING BLOG FOR A VAMPYRE ORIGINAL CHARACTER; KIJO. BEWARE OF TRIGGERING TOPICS! MINORS AND PERSONAL BLOGS DNI.
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01. MUTUALS ONLY, HEAVILY SELECTIVE. BLOGS I DON'T SEE MYSELF, OR KIJO, INTERACTING WITH WILL BE HARD-BLOCKED TO AVOID ANY CONFUSION THAT SOFT-BLOCKING MAY BRING. THIS IS NOT PERSONAL, PLEASE DO NOT TAKE OFFENCE AND PLEASE HARD-BLOCK ME IF YOU'D RATHER ME NOT FOLLOW AS I HAVE INCREDIBLY POOR MEMORY AND MAY MISTAKENLY REFOLLOW. CURATE YOUR SPACE HOW YOU SEE FIT. I WILL UNFOLLOW AFTER A FEW DAYS WITH NO FOLLOW BACK (IF YOUR BLOG IS ACTIVE) TO AVOID ACCIDENTALLY INTERACTING WITH YOUR POSTS.
02. SPORADIC ACTIVITY, LOW EFFORT. THIS IS A HOBBY AND NOT A JOB. THE MOTIVATION TO WRITE COMES AND GOES, SO PLEASE DON'T PROD FOR REPLIES OR STARTERS. HOWEVER, I AM ALWAYS OPEN FOR PLOTTING THROUGH IMS. I DO HAVE DISCORD, WHICH I WILL GIVE OUT ON REQUEST, BUT OFTEN FORGET IT EXISTS SO IT ISN'T THE GREATEST WAY TO REACH ME.
03. DO NOT FOLLOW IF YOU'RE BELOW THE AGE OF 20. IT'S SIMPLY A PERSONAL PREFERENCE. GENERAL DNF CRITERIA THAT SHOULD BE WELL KNOWN BY NOW: BIGOTS, TRANSPHOBES, RACISTS, ZIONISTS, ANTISEMITES ETCETERA ARE NOT WELCOME HERE.
04. THERE WILL BE MATURE, POTENTIALLY TRIGGERING TOPICS PRESENT ON THIS BLOG. INCLUDING, BUT NOT LIMITED TO, GORE, VIOLENCE, TORTURE, CANNIBALISM AND MENTIONS OF SA -- ALL WE BE TAGGED AS ' / TRIGGER. ' IF THIS IS NOT FOR YOU, PLEASE FEEL FREE TO BLOCK.
05. WHILE NOT NECESSARILY A BAD PERSON, KIJO ISN'T A GOOD PERSON EITHER. AFTER BEING SOLD OFF TO VAMPIRE ARISTOCRATS AS A CHILD BY HER PARENTS TO SECURE THEIR OWN FUTURE, KIJO WAS USED AS A WALKING, REPLENISHING BLOOD BANK. WHEN SHE WAS ACCIDENTALLY TURNED ONE DAY BY A YOUNGER VAMPIRE, THEY CONTINUED TO KEEP HER AROUND FOR THEIR OWN AMUSEMENT. SHE ESCAPES SOME HUNDRED YEARS LATER AFTER BEING THEIR PUPPET, BUT ALL THE TORTURE TOOK ITS TOLL ON HER. SHE IS OBSESSIVE, GLUTTONOUS, SELF - CENTRED, POSSESSIVE, VIOLENT AND DOES EVERYTHING FOR HERSELF AND HER OWN AMUSEMENT. PLOTS WITH HER ARE UNLIKELY TO BE HEALTHY -- PLEASE KEEP THAT IN MIND.
06. WHEN IT COMES TO ACTUAL WRITING, I TEND TO WRITE IN EITHER SECOND OR THIRD PERSON, DEPENDING ON HOWEVER I'M FEELING WHEN I COME TO WRITING IT. IF I START A THREAD IN ONE, IT WON'T BE CHANGED HALFWAY THROUGH. FORMATTING IS PRETTY BASIC. UNLIKELY TO USE SMALL TEXT, IT WILL REALLY JUST BE BOLD AND ITALICS. THE OCCASIONAL ICON MAY BE USED BUT WHO KNOWS.
ABOUT THE MUN. CARCASS, TWENTY-TWO, IT/ITS AND SHE/HER PRONOUNS. PLEASE DO NOT EXCLUSIVELY USE SHE/HER. A LESBIAN AND SIMPLE CREATURE WHO SIMPLY ADORES FREAKY WOMEN!
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uhm.... what can i talk about.... kijo LOVES playing dress up with people. i've probably mentioned this somewhere before but she will tear apart her entire wardrobe to dress someone up in her style. short skirts, chunky boots, a lot of jewellery, coats with fur collars, no doubt a lot of leather, makeup too!!! man or woman too she will make them her pretty boy/girl and she will fawn over them and how lovely they look and how she could just eat them up
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" do you need it? " you're looking elsewhere, almost embarrassed to be voicing this out loud. " b-blood, i mean.. if you do, well.. " a gulp, a shiver down spine; the trembling of a heart wrapped delicately within ribs and bones. " mine will work, won't it? y-you can have it.. my blood. if you need it.. i don't want you to be hungry, not if i can prevent it.. "
kijo isn't hungry. it's rare she ever is. a hard - to - kick habit of overindulgence always assured she was well fed. that habit was the very thing that held her back from admitting she'd fed not long before their chance meeting. how could she pass up an opportunity like this? sami; wrapped up so prettily, practically offering herself on a platter for kijo to devour.
" you're sure? " despite the question, kijo doesn't wait for response nor confirmation. lips sticky with gloss find their place hovering above sami's pulse point, face tucked away into her neck, invading her personal space in a sudden blur of movement. " you'd let me... taste you? " the hopeful lilt that brightens her voice is almost drowned out by the following inhale, eyes closing as control continues to thin with every audible throb of sami's heart.
icy fingers idly play with the hair resting at the nape of chiaki's neck, absently curling strands around pale knuckles with little regard for the way nails occasionally bite into soft skin. " we could... " a soft hum, deliberately drawn out as you descend once more to press another brief, yet no less bruising, kiss against her already raw lips. " see a movie? " another suggestion rattled off, one amongst many that had already been snuffed out.
it's punctuated with another kiss -- just as harsh as the last, except your lips had migrated down to the hollow of her throat. you could stop. let her collect the few scrambled thoughts required to make a decision. but in all honesty, leaving your apartment sounded closer to torture than it did something fun.
kijo can actually be really chill if you know her enough.....
she's very airheaded and seemingly hyperactive, and she very much plays into the 'dumb blonde' trope because she's learnt (after 600 odd years alive) that it's the best way to get people to underestimate you. nobody ever takes the 5'3 blonde girl in a short skirt with a cheesy grin seriously. nobody expects that girl to tear their throats out when she goes in to kiss their neck.
alongside that, it's also the role that means she gets to do very little. if she acts stupid then she gets to ride the easy waves and do as she pleases. nobody will ask her for hard things, hopefully people pay for things for her. after so long being in service to vampire aristocrats that were never truly satisfied with her many performances, and the following years of freedom that were spent learning and traveling and amassing herself a decent wealth, she just wants to chill.
but deep down, after nearly 300 years of pure torture and 600 years of being alive, she doesn't feel much. she hasn't felt much since she was still human - and a lot of her weirdness and the bouts of deadly obsession stems from the fact that she doesn't really remember emotions - especially not love. what they feel like, what they all actually are. reading other people has become fairly easy, and thus she can now confidently portray a lot of emotions that help her blend in as well as take advantage of them. but in reality it's all a facade to hide such a strong, apathetic cruelty.
it really only tends to be other characters that live for extended periods of time that will get to see that part of her. while she does throughly enjoy the persona she holds now, as she finds pissing people off by being annoying as fuck funny, sometimes it's nice for to drop it all. for that perpetual grin to ease to a simmer. small smiles that barely reach eyes that lack their usual shine as she allows the bright and chipper act to drop. speaking somewhat elegantly, picked up again from so many years serving nobles, moving slower and less hyperactively, glaring and snarling at things that spark her temper instead of removing herself from the situation as to not blow things out of proportion and eat them.
it's almost like she's a completely different person. not vulnerable or trusting of whoever sees that side of her, but real. less a facade and more the true face of a woman forced to become cruel just to survive.
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yeah she can't sleep but kijo loves being in bed. it's comfy and she doesn't have to do anything at all. she might seem like the type to always be out and about but honestly she spent so many years always doing something, so now she likes to do nothing except relax and gorge herself.
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" so beautiful.. c-can.. you smile at me? i want to see them.. i-i.. no, i want them in my skin.. can you? please, please, please.. " begging, pleading; you're almost down on knees. with bated breath and pathetic eyes, your heart pounds within chest cavity for something, anything given to you by her. you'll take it all so willingly, with enthusiasm and love. " you'll do it, yeah? for me? you love me enough to do this, right? "
something hot settles in your chest. a burn that threatens to snap the singular frayed thread of self control that stops you from sinking teeth into tender flesh. you want need a taste -- desperately. so you grin. wide and predatory, a promise of pain gleaming across serrated teeth. you smile not at his request, but at his pleading. his half lidded gaze, the pounding of his heart hidden beneath a bothersome cage of bone. so beautiful.
" you want me to taste you? " your fingers are fast as they curl into his shirt, tugging him down to your level. until he's low enough for your face to press into his neck. " it'll be painful. so, so, so very painful. " your words are an airy whisper as your nuzzle closer, a low whine vibrating in your throat at the prospect of it. of tasting him. of marking him. of causing him pain.
" but you can - " a deep inhale, the smell almost overwhelming as you try, unsuccessfully, to remain composed. " you can handle it for kijo. right, pretty? " you can barely wait for an answer. teeth are already poised to strike: digging just barely into unmarred flesh, enough to hurt but not draw blood, feeling his pulse thump beneath your lips. he's perfect. so willing, so eager, so ... so so so hungry.