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Brows furrow at his obvious attempt at deflection, a sort of feigned concern - though she is concerned at the way he had shut her out. It had left a sting that the Mexican queen didn't want to admit felt a little bit too much like rejection. Something she wasn't all too familiar with. He had been her faithful servant, yes, but he had also been something else none of his successors had managed to live up to. The power they shared together unrivalled, how did he not still crave it? She was there to make sure he remembered what he was missing.

As she closes in, Maria reaches a slender hand toward his, inspecting the vice between his fingers as she pulls it closer. "Married life stressing you out?" Lifting his hand closer, she places her own crimson lips around the cigarette, exhaling the smoke toward her escaped soldiers handsome face. Her latest kill is sure to still linger on her breath. They had always loved to share a kill.

A sharp nail traces his defined jaw. If she dug hard enough she was sure she'd find all the marks she'd left on him there just under the surface. That he wouldn't forget who he belonged to. "You know I should really kill you for betraying me like you did." A playful smirk as her finger lures him closer. She won't, of course. Not yet. Not there, she wasn't foolish enough to try and take Jasper Whitlock in combat alone. "But I'm going to give you a second chance to come home."

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The major merely arched an unimpressed brow in her direction as she spoke. Though he was mentally reeling at the sight of his sire in Denali, Jasper wasn’t about to give her the sort of reception she was doubtlessly looking for. He was no longer her loyal attack dog, following at her heels and bending to her every whim. He didn’t have to answer her unless he chose to. And yet, he couldn’t resist. Even knowing Alice was in the house some distance away, Maria was still as magnetic as ever.

“Bit far from Mexico, aren’t you, cariño?” He finally asked without giving her other questions any response, the endearment sounding almost sarcastic on his tongue as he idly flicked ash off the end of the cigarette that had brought him out in the snow to begin with.

not to complain about being an australian mun again but sometimes with timezones it really starts to feel like I’m just kicking rocks and my muse’s are being like that “c’mon, do something” meme constantly 😭 basically a roundabout way of saying if you see this pls like this if I can come into your DM’s and plot or it’s okay to send you memes because my girls are getting antsy for me to write things. I am open to lots, despite my girls being “twilight based” they are extremely canon divergent even down to the vampire lore which I have frankensteined together from various vampire media and it is nothing like smeyer’s sparkly mormon freaks, so very open to interacting with other media’s vampries and plotting out verses or situations for them

Natalie Dormer as Anne Boleyn in The Tudors (2007-2010)

I know that twilight as a base text kinda sucks but I’m here to remind you guys that most of the rp community and fanfic writers for it think so too. hence the reason we try and rectify and change things with fanfic and rp.

this blog is heavily anti-smeyer and each character I have personally written the backstory for with only very skeleton frameworks pulled for them from canon. some I even entirely changed several details. they are essentially my own, like yeah maybe smeyer gave them names and vague ass backstories but I am the one breathing depth and life into them because smeyer only focused on the bland hetero love story and none of the side characters who deserved more. same goes for nearly every other twilight rper I know and have known too. so yes while twilight rp is based on that awful ladies text please don’t overlook twilight rp’ers cause of it

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ANSWERED ASK - ROSALIE

@wastheheart asked "you can find me when you need me. " (for rosalie?)

"Do you want me to need you?" Rosalie knows she shouldn't hold so much bite in her tone. The woman - she thinks Carlisle had introduced her as Esme - was likely only trying to help her adjust. But how did one adjust to finding out she'd been saved from a terrible death only to become...whatever THIS was?

Perhaps that isn't what she's angry at; it was true these strange creatures had saved her from death. But she had still endured a fate that felt worse than it beforehand. Now not even the peaceful embrace of darkness could one day save her from reliving those memories. The newborn supposed she did have one question that needed answering from the other woman "Why do you and Carlisle not kill humans? Don't you think sometimes they deserve it?"

I know I have been MIA for a few months, I think I find it hard to maintain muse when I begin a blog sometimes for some reason. I think because I get so excited and have plots swirling around but then not many people to plot with at the beginning. But I know I can’t expect it to be instantaneous and I also sorta have muse again so I may be back here soon

PROMPTS FOR TOUCH-STARVED MUSES *  adjust as necessary, send 'reverse' for the reversal of action prompts

DIALOGUE PROMPTS

could you... do that again?

please come back.

hold me again.

i need to feel you close.

we could share the same bed.

could we try holding hands?

right there. just like that.

i want to know how it feels.

i like it when you're nearby.

if you could just... stay here for a while.

lean into me. it's okay.

i like your hugs.

i want you here.

please touch me.

your arms feel so safe.

stay close to me.

the bed feels so cold.

come into my arms.

let me hold you.

cling to me.

you can keep doing that.

you don't have to let go.

i feel safe when you're near me.

that feels so good.

that was... really nice.

i like it when you play with my fingers.

could you come a little closer?

you can play with my hair if you want.

you don't have to sit so far away.

would you sleep here with me?

you feel like home to me.

if you keep doing that, i can't promise i'll behave.

can i lay on you?

would you touch me again?

don't let go of me.

stay like this.

don't go.

ACTION PROMPTS

[ reach ] sender hesitantly reaches for receiver's hand, unsure if the action will be reciprocated

[ instinct ] sender takes receiver's hand on instinct in reaction to a startling sight or event, not even realizing they did it

[ cling ] sender wraps both of their arms around one of receiver's arms and clings

[ rest ] sender sits next to receiver and rests their head on receiver's shoulder

[ doze ] sender falls asleep with their head on receiver's shoulder

[ play ] sender clings to receiver's hand and begins absentmindedly playing with their fingers

[ reassure ] sender reassures receiver by rubbing their arm up and down, hoping to ease their stress

[ heart ] sender guides receiver's hand to their heart

[ quiver ] sender and receiver's hands brush with slight contact, causing receiver to shiver on instinct

[ come back ] receiver took their hand away, so sender reaches for it a second time, taking it back and refusing to let go

[ first hug ] sender pulls receiver into their first hug

[ lasting ] sender and receiver's innocent hug lasts a little longer than they both expected

[ trace ] sender lightly traces the shape of sender's face, exploring every part of their complexion with tender fingertips

[ comb ] sender takes their time brushing receiver's hair

[ refuse ] when receiver insists they break their hug, sender refuses and only tightens their grip around them

[ cuddle ] sender moves closer to receiver as they sleep and snuggles down beside them, finding comfort in their presence

[ pull back ] sender pulls receiver back into bed with them

[ nuzzle ] sender nuzzles into receiver's cheek with their nose

[ cheek ] sender caresses receiver's cheek

[ nose ] sender lightly taps the tip of receiver's nose

[ lips ] sender caresses receiver's lips with their fingertip

[ chest ] sender smooths a hand over receiver's chest

[ legs ] sender starts to drag a hand back and forth over receiver's legs

[ inner thigh ] as sender caresses receiver's thigh, they gently slip their hand between receiver's legs

[ distance ] unable to touch or embrace receiver, sender self-soothes by wrapping their arms around themselves

[ pinky ] sender and receiver hold hands by their pinky fingers

[ smooth ] sender takes their time caressing over every part of receiver's body

[ blanket ] sender wraps a blanket around their body and receiver's body, hudding close together