𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖘

“I’m fine. The air is better.” He insisted. Axel’s eyes fluttered shut as he felt her hand briefly on his cheek. He wanted to lean into it, to feel her caress his face like she used to. He wanted that connection again. He yearned for it and he hated himself for that. Nothing will ever be the same. Stop acting like she’s still human; like she’s still the same alyssa you fell in love with. She’s not. His jaw clenched and he glanced down towards their hands that were still clasped together. 

“Him?” Axel asked, his voice soft. “It’s a him?” He hadn’t known. Axel knew very little details of what had actually happened the night Alyssa was turned. He hadn’t wanted to know. The fact that it had even happened just tore him up inside. “You’re looking for him too?” He was surprised to hear this. “I’ve been… searching.” He hadn’t made it that far. He had no idea who he was even looking for. “Alyssa–” He moved closer to her, until they were but inches from each other. He wrapped a hand around the back of her neck and made it to where she was looking at him. “What did he look like? What was he wearing? Did he talk to you? What did his voice sound like?” He needed to know. 

 He’d been searching. Surprise registered first at that fact, as if it should have been a shock someone who had been both engaged to her and a hunter would think to... seek vengeance ? That particular train of thoughts was abruptly interrupted when Axel’s fingers gripped her neck. Wide, blue eyes stared at him for a brief moment of silence, struggling for words when he was so close to her. 

open thread | kaia x anyone location: wherever you’d like

To say Kaia was restless was a bold understatement. Her second in command was missing. Literally vanished into thin air at the Blood Feast. She knew it had something to do with the vampires, but that wasn’t going to stop her from interrogating every creature she came across that even looked like they might have a guess.  Which, to the world’s dismay, was pretty much everyone the alpha came across. God, she could hear the previous alphas rolling in their graves about how this ‘isn’t how true leaders acted’. However, she liked to think of it as giving in to her more primal side after shoving it down for the entirety of her life. Stalking through an alleyway, Kaia’s eyes never left her next suspect. As soon as she saw the chance, she took it, pinning them to the brick wall, her hands on their shirt collars, red eyes blazing. “Do you have any connection with the vampires? Did you see anyone being dragged away at the Blood Feast?” She questioned immediately with a low growl. 

where: blood feast who: open

“Please don’t tell me this is actually entertaining you? I didn’t think your standards were so low.” The fallen scoffed, glancing across at the other. He had come for the party, that was it. He had no other interest other than having a good time and yet somehow this had turned into some bullshit search for keys to boxes that he was definitely cautious of. “Not all boxes are made to be opened, or are we forgetting the warnings of Pandora’s Box? I say we go and make a party of our own elsewhere. This will only end in tears.” Again, not that he didn’t like that… he just preferred to be in control of the chaos, not at its mercy.

Location: Davenport Household Event: The Blood Feast Open to all @crookedsoulsstarters​

Demitri had chosen to stand the moment he got there. He wasn’t keen on joining anyone at the elongated table in the dining hall. For his dinner, he didn’t need to sit down. His eyes flickered around the house, curious to know what the Davenports were playing at. Some kind of power play, perhaps? He thought to himself as he ran his tongue over his now protruding fangs. The vampire was a tad bit surprised that they invited all species. Surely, this would end in some type of catastrophe and Demitri was all for it. 

“Are you enjoying yourself yet?” He asked as he approached the nearest person to him. He was acting like he genuinely cared when he surely didn’t. Play nice until you don’t need to. Remember, you are in the Davenport’s house. Demitri snubbed his nose for a moment before putting a smile on his face. 

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Despite her lack of actual interest in anyone of another species, Nadara rarely turned down the opportunity to make her presence in the court known. Networking could be beneficial in the long run, she supposed, even if the mere thought of it had the same effect of listening to nails scratch along a slate surface.  

stalk :   my  muse  gets  caught  by  your  muse  trailing  behind  them, watching them. @alyssanoir​

she smelt the wolf on her way back home to charlotte. they were getting too close to territory lines. either they were severely stupid or they wanted something. pia stalked from the trees, staying quiet until the wolf hit the edge of their territory. applying a little extra pressure to the branch beneath her foot, it snapped. causing pia to hit the ground with it. she tilted her head eyeing the wolf, clicking her tongue as she did it. “you’re close. why?” 

alyssa has been trailing another wolf, but had managed to lose it by the territory lines of a species she’d hated even more in another life. it was this other life that left her ignoring the threat of danger to drift across the edge of lupis. at the sound of a branch snapping, alyssa twisted quickly in the direction of the noise. “ i was looking for someone, ” she half-explained. why hadn’t she brought her stake today ? “ you happen to see another wolf pass through here ? probably not, i’m sure you’re too busy with the bleeding people dry and the not having a soul. ”

Location: myre grove

Open to: nadara vanserra

Where: their home

@ofnadara​

Kellen was ancient, but he fully believed in you were only as old as you felt. He didn’t feel a day over two thousand. Having a stunning, much younger wife certainly didn’t hurt. They’d known each other for the better half of a millennia and he still liked to surprise her with gifts now and then. They’d concocted the countless schemes in their time together but by far, the most dastardly, was the one that ended in the death of her first husband at Kellen’s own hand. The deed was easily carried out, he’d never treated Nadara to Kellen’s liking anyway. 

Now, with a ring on his finger for over a century, he entered their home. “Honey, I’m home!” He called out, brimming with excitement. He amazed himself at times, he’d aquired assistance of a mermaid who owed him thanks to a well- placed alliance at just the right time. He made off with some of her scales, along with a creature he’d never even heard of but found out Nadara had been asking around for it. She knew better than to publicly dirty her hands, but Kellen often laughed such things off. He presented her gifts on the table as he heard her approach, then slowly turned to her. “I’ve come with gifts.”

---

Nadara would never deign to explain the saga of her milennia of life, give her take a century or two. She’d shed too many things along the way ( a heart ? a soul ? a conscience ? ) to be recognizable compared to her youth, and vulnerability was never remotely an option. In a theoretical world, however, where this story could be told, the chapters involving Kellen were perhaps the most mystifying and dastardly of all. There had yet to be a plan concocted of theirs that failed, though, which left her quite certain their partnership was the right path. 

Location: the dragon’s eye, the haven

Open to: anyone 

Where: one of the tables

@crookedsoulsstarters​

Kellen’s time not spent doing court business was mostly spent drinking or generally having a good time. The present good time and accompanying refreshment was interrupted by a rowdy patron, and judging by the temper, probably a wolf. Kellen’s near permanent smirk morphed to a grimace before the bouncers came over to grip him up. “Okay- bai!” The Fae called after them, his smirk returning, happily. “About time they took the dog out, am I right?” 

Elias had been trading in his scales to the Fae once a month for a single weekend for longer than he cared to remember. That did not mean, however, that his aversion to their species had lessened over time. Eyebrows furrowed at the person being dragged away, and the concern only intensified as the prince took in the person speaking. He had no particular desire to be punished for fraternizing with a Fae, but... he should be vaguely polite, at least, no ? “ I suppose it’s better they leave before they hurt someone with their boisterousness. ... Can you tell he’s a Werewolf or are you simply judging by his temperament ? ”  

Axel never slept anymore. Even in his exhausted state, he couldn’t. He didn’t trust Alyssa anymore, and he didn’t trust being in this territory. He lay there, on the ground, staring up at the ceiling, internally scolding himself for letting himself get in this situation with her. His heart ached just seeing her but his mind and body felt enraged. 

All of that dissipated, however, when he heard her breathing change. He jerked up from laying down and quickly scrambled to her side. Like old times. He thought to himself but then, again, reminded himself that she wasn’t human anymore. He shoved all of his thoughts away as he took her hand in his. “I was already awake.” He muttered as he squeezed her hand. “It’s okay.” God, he hated that things had to be this way. 

---

Deep, shaky breaths followed as Alyssa stared down at their hands in a measly attempt to ground herself. She needed to pull away, because that small action was the least real thing in this room. Unfortunately, sleep deprivation and fear left her usually strong will weak enough to squeeze back. 

Location: Osaerins Abyss, The Haven | @crookedsoulsstarters

Kaiden frequently visited the marketplace, always on the look out for some useful things. This time around wasn’t any different and he would lie, if he said he didn’t enjoy strolling along all those different sellers. His trained eyes on the goods as he went on his way. Then suddenly he was shoved hard and he bumped into the next closest person. “Sorry!” Kaiden was quickly on apologizing, brow furrowed as his eyes already searched the crowed for the one who had shoved him.

As someone walked up to the stand, the man smiled widely. “What a brave soul, you are.” He held his hand out, waiting for his payment. Once they dropped the tooth in his hand he pulled out a magnified glass, inspecting the object. His eyes narrowed, turning the white tooth over in his hand, all to make sure that it was a real tooth. “Perfect. Off you go.” He motioned towards the wheel as he placed the tooth in a small, draw string cloth bag and shoved it back into his pocket.

The man watched as she reached forward and turned the wheel. His eyes went wide, moving forward slightly to watch the wheel spin, the arrow landing on each symbol over and over again. Of course, being the attendant of the game, he wanted to make sure they got a prize worth while. Although, he secretly loved giving out the more sinister awards. 

He clapped when the wheel finally stopped, a smile tugging on his lips as he pulled out a slip of paper from his pocket. “You, my darling, just one a deal of a lifetime!“ He shouted in amazement as his eyes met hers. "One resurrection from a Necromancer. In all my years of watching this game being played, I’ve only witnessed such a sight a handful of times!” The man clapped again with joy and then suddenly switched, eyeing her through hardened eyes. He grabbed at her arm, jerking her towards him and whispering in a low, husky tone of voice.“Use your resurrection very carefully, my dear, for even though you are allowed two deaths, use it incorrectly and it can still become permanent.” He stared at her for a moment before pulling back and putting on another joyful smile. “Have a lovely day, madam.” He lifted a hand to his hat and bowed dramatically, bending and bringing his hat down in front of him and sweeping it to the side until he stood upright again, placing his hat back on top of his head. “Please do come again.” 

Even in her not-so-distant human life, Alyssa Noir had been a walking contradiction. Intelligent enough to know the most logical or sensible thing to do, but courageous ( read: impulsive ) enough to occasionally take the riskier route anyway. This particular bundle of traits led to tonight’s sure-to-be mishaps. Of course the young former hunter knew it was insanely foolish and disturbing to give a stranger any body part, and yet... The options the wheel offered... He’d been just specific enough in his vague advertisements for Alyssa to believe ‘ being born again ’ could offer her her greatest wish: her humanity back.

 As the wheel landed on some symbol, “ Necromancer ” being announced, a chill ran down her spine. This had been a very bad idea if she were about to meet a necromancer. The host’s words left her speechless instead. One resurrection. Resurrection. Being born again. Were her thoughts so violent in their wishing that some source of dark magic from a wheel could sense ? 

Her eyes were wide, still staring at the wheel, but her thoughts were already elsewhere: seeing her siblings again, apologizing to her father for undoubtedly ruining the Noir name among Hunters, even a chance at a life with Axel again, belonging somewhere other than a shelter in the woods -- “ Wait, ” she blurted, those wide eyes now narrowing. “ No, that isn’t enough explanation. I can come back from death, but... how ? As a human or.... exactly as I am now ? ” Much to her dismay, the man’s interest had already moved on to the next contestant, fellow people in line all but shoving her out of the way for their own turn. Her resolve strengthened, something like hope flaring in her chest. She’d just have to try it herself, then. What was the worst that could happen ? This was complete bogus and the world was down one less werewolf ? Alyssa could live with that. Or, well... 

open thread | kaia x anyone @crookedsoulsstarters​

BURNS TW; INJURY TW;

Kaia’s run in with the blood hammer, drenching her in god knows what creatures blood was nothing compared to the main event. She’d went to her assigned seat and watched the show like everyone else. She couldn’t hear, smell, or see anything out of the ordinary, so when everything literally blew up, she had no warning whatsoever. 

The alpha was too close to the center ring. The flames had licked her skin for too long before she could fully figure out how to move again. Kaia had thrown her arms up to try and cover her face leaving her forearms and hands exposed, receiving the majority of the heat. Her neck and cheek also getting pretty severely burnt. It’d been years since she’d felt pain like this, it was unimaginable. To top it all off, she couldn’t feel herself healing. 

Her chest heaved in pained breaths as she struggled to regain her footing and look at her new surroundings. A fucking maze. She could feel the rage bubbling up and she wasn’t planning on holding it back like she normally would. Her eyes were shining a bright crimson, fangs on display. Her limbs shook as she looked around, trying to find any semblance of a way out of there. Calling out to the first person she found, Kaia weakly moved toward them nearly in tears from the burns. “You’re helping me get out of here or I swear to GOD I’ll gut you right where you stand.” She spoke through gritted teeth, her tone seething. 

---

Alyssa was still struggling to process the mess of events that had happened in such a ridiculously short span of time as she shoved past other bodies -- to get towards downstairs toward the exit. Except... now there was no exit. There was no exit, their environment was transforming into some sort of hell-scape that resembled a maze, and the vampire Overlord was dead and burned to ashes in front of this entire audience. Was it wrong of her to feel a small rush of something victorious, knowing what chaos the vampires must be descending into without their supreme leader ?

There was too much chaos to find any of the specific faces she was searching for, but Alyssa managed to stumble on a more freshly familiar one instead. The deep red eyes left her itching for her silver blade out of reflex, but now was not the time. Kaia’s words brought Alyssa back to the present and the very real fact that they were currently trapped. “ I’ll bet you make friends easily with that attitude, ” she snapped. Still... a lone werewolf in a place like this ? An ally wouldn’t be the worst idea. “ I’ll help you get out of here alive, but only if your pack protects both of us until we get back to Lupis whenever we inevitably run into them. ” Assuming they were still alive... 

location: lupis

with: axel ( @eternallyxcrooked ) 

     her heart pounded against her chest as she sprinted through the woods. the abomination of nature they’d been chasing had managed to split her hunting party in two, and she was desperate to find axel and regroup. she turned, reaction time too slow except to see the flash of a white fangs inches from her face. 

there is no time to breathe, to even raise a hand in defense before it is too late and she is screaming, screaming as she struggles to fight the wolf off, and everything is red, red, red, and the realization of death --

location: lupis 

with: @twistedxpromises​ (kaia)

wandering along the edge of lupis territory like a new, lonely, and defenseless werewolf (well, she was the first two...) had worked surprisingly better than expected in alyssa’s roughly seven months as a werewolf. she’d killed four creatures thus far, all vampires besides the one werewolf in the beginning of exile. now, she could barely stomach the thought of it, her moral compass recently stuck in some sort of vicious cycle of never-ending conundrums and grey areas. 

tonight, she wasn’t sure what creature had made the mistake of falling for her trap, but she whirled around at the sound of leaves rustling behind her. “ you’ve been trailing me for nearly a mile, so you’re either dedicated or bored beyond repair. which one is it ? ” 

She sounded so normal. So human. It killed him to even hear her voice let alone be around her. Happy memories of them together flooded his mind and he let out an annoyed groan, lifting hand to his head and rubbing his temples. His inability to see was making him more vulnerable than he liked and he knew that threatening a fucking wolf was probably a bad idea. Even if that wolf was his ex fiance. 

Axel let out a growl at her for the comment but didn’t have time to say anything. A huge lightning bolt shot from the sky and struck a tree in the distance. Axel cursed under his breath, stumbling back slightly. The air was growing thicker and it was even harder for him to breathe now than when the darkness first settled. “The Haven–” He let out a breath and shook his head back and forth. “Bad idea. Not safe.” God, why was it so hard for him to breathe? 

His breathes were coming in short pants now as he leaned up against a tree. Too vulnerable, you are way too vulnerable. He scolded himself. “Alyssa–” Axel began, knowing he was going to regret doing this or even asking anything from her. “I need… clean air.” As he spoke, he began coughing uncontrollably. “I’ll pretend… you’re not a fucking–” He gasped. “Wolf… if you get me… somewhere safe.” 

“ Not safe ? ” she huffed, frustration growing by the second. “ Well, where exactly do you propose I take you, the -- ” His pattern of breathing was growing erratic, and it wasn’t lost on Alyssa that she’d picked up on it so quickly due to her newfound senses. Still, worry clouded her judgment as she crossed the distance between them. “ Axel, what’s wrong ? ” First the darkness, then a concerning amount of lightning, and now ... the air wasn’t safe ? Was this some sort of targeted attack on the humans ? 

Location: Anywhere

Scales. Scales. Scales. Three more days. Calypso Zander had traded for another three days on this sickening land. Except this time it wasn’t to try and bring Saylor back or to see if she was well. Instead, Calo was looking for a friend, another merfolk who was as stupid as she was to trade in scales for legs. After being home for a day or so, Calypso was informed about what had happened under water but no one knew why or who exactly was responsible; they all had their suspicions, but not proof-not yet.

Barley able to escape her fathers eyes, the mermaid was able to find her way towards a fairy and make yet another deal. A deal which felt even more painful then the first one. Thankfully, Calypso had remembered enough to find her way back towards her clothes that she had left behind before entering the water. You have three days Calo, just focus. Moving her dark hair to one side, the female made her way into unknown territory and let her blue eyes do most of the work while her legs adjusted to the gravity on land. Quietly making her way forward, Calo’s misjudged a step, stumbling and catching herself quickly. Unfortunately, her misstep had caused the stranger in front or besides her have an unclear path around the mermaid. Whether the other creature/human knew this would happen and let it, or if it was an accident, it didn’t stop Calypso from saying, “Shit! I’m sorry….” Her words quickly slipping out and her eyes sticking to the ground.

The Outerworld. Neutral territory. Alyssa had always despised any mission there as a human, but now... no amount of denial would make her welcome in the Hideout ever again, and she still didn’t know how to be in Lupis territory without wanting to attack any other werewolf she came across simply out of habit. That didn’t leave many remaining locations to be considered safe, Alyssa thought to herself as she walked along a dark path within the city. She’d simply have to live with her distaste. 

At the sight of a stumbling woman directly in her path, Alyssa’s eyes widened. A small smirk played on her lips as she looked her over. “ One drink too many ? ” With a pointed glance down the road to the gaudy lights of Halfway to Nowhere, Alyssa barely managed to suppress a shudder. “ I can’t say I have much sympathy if you thought it was smart to go in there in the first place... ” Still, did she have anything better to do than see she got home safely ? Alyssa sighed before continuing, “ Where are you headed ? ”

ONE WORD STARTER PROMPTS;

secrets :   my  muse  sharing/confiding  their  deepest,  darkest  secret  with  your  muse.

nightmare :   my  muse  coming  to  your  muses  aid  when  they  awake  from  a  nightmare.

push :   my  muse  pushing  your  muse  out  of  the  way  of  danger/out of anger (specify which).

embrace :   my  muse  abruptly  throwing  their  arms  around  your  muse,  hugging  them  tightly.

bloody :   my  muse  coming  to  your  muse  with  blood  stains  on  their  clothes  and  hands,  shaking.

drunk :   my  muse  takes  care  of  your  muse  while  they  are  in  a  drunken  state.

bed :   my  muse  wakes  up  in  the  same  bed  as  your  muse  with  little  recollection  of  the  night  before.

slap :   my  muse  slaps  your  muse  across  the  face  out  of  anger.

scream :   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  quickly  runs  to  their  side.

sleep :   my  muse  falls  asleep  on  your  muse,  making  it  hard  for  my  muse  to  leave.

stalk :   my  muse  gets  caught  by  your  muse  trailing  behind  them,  watching  them.

carry :   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house,  either  drunk,  or  a  weakened  state,  can  specify.

lighter :   my  muse  pulls  out  a  lighter  and  lights  it  for  your  muse  to  use  to  light  their  cigarette.

shot :   my  muse  gets  shot  and  struggles  to  your  muses  house  for  aid.

wound :   my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten.

fight :   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else.

arrest :   your  muse finds that my muse has broken one of the law’s and is in a holding cell.

hospital :   my  muse  awakens  in  a  hospital,  finding  your  muse  by  their  side,  asking  what  happened.

gun : my  muse  pulls  out  a  gun  on  your  muse,  your  muse  tries  to  talk  them  into  putting  the  gun  down.

betrayal :  my  muse  finds  out  that  your  muse  has  betrayed  them  in  same  way  and  confronts  them  about  it.

nude : my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  accidentally  seeing  them  naked.

laughter :   my  muse  hears  your  muse  laughing  uncontrollably  and  approaches  to  see  if  they  are  okay.

murder :   my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  committing  a  gruesome  murder.

wet :   my  muse  strips  down  to  their  under  garments  and  runs  into  the  water,  motioning  for  your  muse  to  join  them.

accuse : my muse starts accusing your muse of something then did or didn’t do (can choose which one).

drink : my muse offers to buy your muse a drink. 

negotiate : my muse understands that they may be in the wrong but they start trying to make a deal with your muse.

run : my muse is running away from something or someone until they collide straight into my muse.

struggle : my muse finds your muse in a struggle with someone else, or a group of people, and they offer to help your muse.

threaten : my muse is getting awfully tired of being treated a certain way and threatens your muse.

bite/claw : my muse comes to your muse after a few days of not seeing them with bite/claw marks. (specify which)

magic : your muse uses their magic on mine, (specify what kind/what it does). 

lost : my muse and yours have been lost in (specify territory) all night. They have to try to work together to get to safety.