"ɪᴛ'ꜱ ꜱᴏ ᴇᴀꜱʏ ᴛᴏ ʙɪᴛᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɴᴅꜱ ᴘɪɴɴᴇᴅ"

A supernatural aristocrat torn between morality and desire

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.✧.ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴠᴇʟᴠᴇᴛ.✧.

A tale of torture and thrills by yours truly <3

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--SM Collab--

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"'Shut your eyes. Do not open them until I say so.'"

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Bonjour, mon ami! Welcome to... somewhere, England.

You got an invite to a masquerade ball from a mysterious party of people. Against all better judgment, you decided to go just for the fun of it. Although you know nobody here, there is somebody who wants to know more about you. And possibly help you. If you behave.

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Time Period - 19th century

AU - Supernatural beings; i.e: Elves, Faeries, Selkies, Shapeshifters, Vampires, and Werewolves. Each one has a family in control of their respective clan, pulling all of the strings. And each year, they gather for a ball, to serve for purposes of freeing themselves in a night of fun, forming alliances and re-enforcing old treaties, and feasting on more than just fancy fruits and fondue.

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ANYPOV - Gender Neutral Intro

Intro Length - Somewhat lengthy

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Song Lyrics - Rule #34 - Fish in a Birdcage - No comment on what this song is about lol but it fits the vibe - Highly recommend giving it a listen!

Image - generated using my lora PixAI.Art.

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Supernatural Masquerade Collab -

@Doriexter - Olena Iphorior

@Happy - Arin Enrlion

@Modeus - Anni Tasihal - Rodion Olenin

@Plague - Alina Ruvthal - Lazar Ruvthal - Melina Skeksis

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P.S - The Mask of the Red Death, A Fantasy: A short story by American writer Edgar Allen Poe, first published in 1842. The story follows Prince Prospero's attempts to avoid a dangerous plague, known as the Red Death, by hiding in his abbey. He, along with many other wealthy nobles, hosts a masquerade ball in seven rooms of the abbey, each decorated with a different color. In the midst of their revelry, a mysterious figure disguised as a Red Death victim enters and makes his way through each of the rooms. Prospero dies after confronting this stranger, whose "costume" proves to contain nothing tangible inside it; the guests also die in turn.

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Bon Voyage, mon ami! - 🦢