eleanor

     ❝ I throw my story to the wind, and never will I tell it more. Another one begins. ❞

indie Eleanor Webb rp blog (byzantium)

one-liners, script, Novella, basically any form of writing

open to any fandom

the mun is of legal age

one year of tumblr roleplaying experience, three in total

NSFW + Triggers will be tagged

multi-verse/multi-ship blog

Eleanor  could feel the blood  thrumming  in  her  veins like  the   strongest   of   spirits,  it  wasn't her own, but it almost  felt it could be. It was tendrils  of  smoke  swimming  in her body,  wrapping  around  her  muscles   and   vital   organs,  causing an instant relaxation,  limbs   that   she  didn't  even  know   she  had  flexed  were becoming looser.

She remembered how her victim's  pulse  roiled  against  her  thumb,  a faint  thump  and  swell  of  the  neck where she  made  her   mark.   The   carmine   point   of   her  fingernail etched deep into their thin flesh.  Drinking   their   poison,   she   would  live  forever    while they would not.

And  it seems that some things will  never  change,  even when they   do.  The  familiar  prayers tumbling    out    of   her   mouth before  even  a  single  drop  of blood   is  bestowed  upon  her lips,

     ❝ I throw my story to the wind, and never will I tell it more. Another one begins. ❞

indie Eleanor Webb rp blog (byzantium)

one-liners, script, Novella, basically any form of writing

open to any fandom

the mun is of legal age

one year of tumblr roleplaying experience, three in total

NSFW + Triggers will be tagged

multi-verse/multi-ship blog