@baisercadavres / baisercadavres.tumblr.com
Hey so, guess what guys. I’m officially moved and stuff!!! And I’m hoping now that I’m moved into my new place I can actually start rping more. Lol we’ll see how well that works out. I wanted to bring this character to life again with a new start and I did well at first and.. just like always I fell off the face of the earth again. I’m really sorry about that. Hopefully soon I’ll be back around again! But, if you want to add me on line or discord, just pm me.
I’m an absolute pro at keeping up with this damn website lolol oops. But uh, hey, I made a discord account not too long ago! If we’re mutuals and you wanna talk there feel free to hit me up. Imma draft a few replies I have and get to them asap! Sorry by the way for my absence. I’m trying to get moved into a new place and find another job. It’s the bees knees, lemme tell ya! but.. yeah! I’ll try and be around more over the next few days since I’ll have good internet!
im a romantic. n i’m passionate. and i care. i care, i care.
you love your muse, yes, we know, you love your muse so much, they’re the light of your life, you love them so much, you just love your muse, we KNOW , you love your muse you fucking love your muse ok we know, we get it, YOU LOVE YOUR MUSE. WE GET IT.
His hand retracts from her person, setting delicate limb back atop of his own lap as he keeps himself knelt ‘fore her weepy form. A miserable soul was not often hard to miss, and Gabriel knew his guilt would be unending if he did not think to check on her——even if it was quite careless, given that it was ‘off the clock’ so to speak ( and that he had to intrude ). It was wreckless to come here, especially without knowing of how powerful the demon whose essence lingered ‘pon the very walls was; or if he’d make his presence known even with Gabriel present. ❛ …yet you’re crying, ❜ a common occurrence for him as well, given how easily he was rendered to tears, but he knew that circumstances didn’t likely line up to such a degree.
✂:// Unfortunately, for her crying was something that came with the territory. It wasn’t like her to be happy or smiling-- though with this being of holy glory it was almost impossible not to smile. “...I-- I’m sorry,” and a hand moves to wipe the tears away from now widened grey eyes. How did beings so beautiful come to exist? God’s grace, that’s how. There is a God and maybe, after all this time, he’s finally showing her a shed of mercy. “...You’re--- you’re an angel.. aren’t you? It-- It’s not safe here for you! If Dimitri comes back,” he’ll attempt to tear the angel apart and she just couldn’t let that happen.
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they were all too real. collected over many of years. some fresh, some old. some just between. all precious trophies to her. ‘ don’t count your ducks in a row just yet. sometimes you can get a quick boost of energy. ‘ lips popped. picking up a piece of vertebrae. examining it over. ‘ you should look where you wander into. ‘
✂:// “Unfortunately for someone to watch where they wander, they have to care where they end up.” And, rather unfortunately for this immortal, she didn’t care at all. It wasn’t as if she could die by any normal means, such as loss of blood. Her soul had to be destroyed. Anything else is adding salt to a wound that’s ever expanding as long as she shall live. Despite all her pleas, she’s yet to see any relief from it all.
lips tugged up. showing fanged smile. cold and harsh. ‘ i must say to be so bold to stand there in front of me still is either foolish or brave. i cannot decide for the life of me which you are. ‘ slowly she turned. walking away. bones that laid across the ground crunching under her walk. ‘ i’ve done my playing for today though. ‘ turning back around she flopped back. sitting on bones she collected. piled up under her.
✂:// So, all the bones weren’t just a figment of her imagination. It was just like she thought, her luck had caused her to fall into the wrong place at the wrong time. Though as this girl spoke of mercy Jeanette couldn’t help but chuckle. Foolish or brave? Or maybe just the living epitome of bad luck, who knew? “...Well thank you for allowing me to live another day.”
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He holds her hand in his, long strides slowing ‘til he finds himself stand still——offering a slight squeeze of their hands, e’er-gentle, to garner her attention. ❛ Is something the matter…? ❜
@baisercadavres. x.
✂:// Nevermind her tears, or the fact that she’s curled up sobbing. This is a regular occurrence for Jeanette. She had happened to grow rather attached to a mouse that had taken up residence in her room. Though-- it seems she can’t even have something as insignificant as that, seeing as a certain dark entity sent a snake to eat it. When she felt a sudden squeezing of her hands and heard that gentle voice her head lifted and tear stained eyes met with eyes of gold the likes of which she’d never seen before. “...Yes..” was all she could manage. Who was this person? Why were they here? --And what had she done to be graced with their presence?
This is another lace-wing cape I made. I think it would look nice on one of the Fairyland centaurs. :)
❝ —– his wings as drifted snow. ❞ ᶦᵈᵉᵖᵉᶰᵈᵉᶰᵗ ᶦᶰᵗᵉʳᵖʳᵉᵗᵃᵗᶦᵒᶰ ᵒᶠ ᵍᵃᵇʳᶦᵉᶫ⋅ ⚜ ⚜ ⚜ ʷʳᶦᵗᵗᵉᶰ ᵇʸ ᵛᶦᵏᵃ⋅ ˣ⋅
❛ You okay? ❜ It wasn’t often he collided into someone straight on, and it wasn’t often that it was entirely his fault; being distracted ( and having to essentially share a brain ) left him running on a rather flawed autopilot, it seemed. Crouching, he extended a gloved hand for the girl, ❛ not hurt? Come, help you up. ❜
@baisercadavres. x.
✂:// Well that’s a great way to start her first trip out-- falling on her back. In all truth, she hadn’t really been paying attention to where she was walking either. She tends to keep her focus on her own two feet so as to not make eye contact. After coming back to reality, she heard a --rather heavily accented voice and guided grey eyes up to the hand extended to her. “Oh-- y-yeah, I’m fine. Thank you. Sorry for running into you..” and she’s moving to take his hand and pull herself up.
✂:// “..I suppose now is as good a time as any..” and for the first time in what felt like an eternity, this young girl is making her way outside. When you have someone watching your every move in hopes of making you miserable, you tend not to move much. But, she’s taking a chance and going to venture out into town today.
I’m finally done fixing up her profile!! I’m so ready to start writing again. Lets do this!
okay so.. HI. I haven’t been on in what feels like an eternity and tbh it’s because I hadn’t really been feeling the tumblr rp community, work, school.. all that good stuff. I just wasn’t interested and kept my interactions exclusively on Line.
Anyway, I’m thinking of returning but before I do I have an announcement to make!
This character is being completely redone. In my honest opinion, Jeanette had gotten terribly bothersome, repetitive, and wasn’t really developing any further with the way I was writing her before. That’s just how it is. So, I’m going to recreate her. I’ve already got her story in mind and now I just have to actually write it out on here and-- fix everything again. If you still want to stick around after all this is said and done then great! If not I completely understand. c: I’ll be starting all new threads and --just in general putting what Jeanette used to be behind me. So ya. If you want, feel free to contact me on Line! My ID is ghostiehime. I may be returning back to skype more frequently so if you have me on there then feel free to message me! Byyyyye.
Just close the door.
✂:// “....What’s brought you so close..?” Jeanette, he’s probably just passing by and you have bad timing. Poor guy.
