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— MUSE AESTHETICS: HORROR EDITION.

bold whatever applies | italics what sometimes applies [ both if it's perfect for your muse ] | strike through what doesn't apply & tag people. repost; don’t reblog!

CLASSIC.

black and white. powder puffs. red lipstick. winged eyeliner. white kitten heels. black lace lingerie. icy blue eyes. rain. abandoned cars. skeletons. acid. poison. voyeurism. switchblades. strangling. overcoats. looking over your shoulder. trans-atlantic accents. private detectives. dinner parties. haunted mansions. cobwebs. perfect blonde curls. kitchen knives. shock. cellars. dust. ghosts. dark alleys. empty streets. horn-rimmed glasses. radiation. zombies. serial murder. suspicion. the city. witches. the devil. cannibalism. conspiracies. amulets. abject terror. the American South. the American Northeast. England. analog cameras.

CRYPTID & URBAN LEGEND.

aliens. blinding light. dark woods. driving at night. claw marks. bite marks. men in black. memory loss. dismembered bodies. sewers. flashlights. cell phones. video cameras. cars with tinted windows. unlabeled cassette tapes. bugs. big cities. urban crimes. clowns. something rustling outside your window. glowing light. unsolved mysteries. suburbia. mirrors. the american pacific northwest. the american midwest. hiking. backpacking.

GOTHIC.

gaslights. corsets. ballrooms. candlelight. mist. starless nights. full moons. cobbled streets. horse-drawn carriages. mysterious strangers. bogs. moors. forests. mountains. castles. velvet. silver. brass. gold. jewels. domino masks. the opera. dangerous romances. tragic romances. violins. roses. lilies. empty graves. crosses. cemeteries. snow. ice. the gallows. crows. milk-white skin. ambiguous illness. fangs. pointed nails. something howling in the night. capes. gloves. top hats. straight razors. lightning. pipe organs. underground caverns. bats. mice. rats. ravens. cats. pearls. attics. talismans. axes. wood. isolation in a room full of people. vampires. werewolves. ghosts. coffins. western europe. eastern europe. bones. churches. catacombs. mausoleums. books. stitches.

PARANORMAL.

malevolent spirits. seances. spells. missing bodies. hidden graves. white noise. static. flickering lights. rings of salt. demons. poltergeists. dark histories. old buildings. cold air. wells. urban exploration. a dog barking at unseen things. iconoclasm. black ooze. old photographs. dark bodies of water. crucifixes. priests. possession. exorcisms. dolls.

SLASHER.

bloodbaths. massacres. wanton nudity. newspapers. leather jackets. letterman jackets. converse sneakers. obscured faces. social unrest. bonfires. lakes. babysitters. high school. lockers. dead leaves in the fall. jack-o’-lanterns. passing shadows. outdated television sets. nightmares. psychiatrists. hospitals. unstoppable forces. gunfire. police. landline telephones. improvised weapons. halloween. secrets. revelations. cut wires. character masks. scrunchies. wild curls. jeering children. parties. fire. swearing. revulsion. california. the american midwest. ambulances.

THRILLER.

daylight. fluorescent lighting. morgues. unwavering eye contact. tension. lit rooms. empty rooms. killer in plain sight. a dog digging in the newly-planted flower bed. steely gazes. paperwork. anagrams. codes. convicted killers. missing persons. law enforcement. federal agents. small towns. paranoia. subdued terror. dimly-lit parking lots. a noise in the distance.

#( ✝ inspiration )#( ✝ meme )

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spiritvssancti · 26 days

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It was kind of funny to see how nice the other was to the young kid. Kiyoon wouldn't have pegged him as that type of person unless there was something in it for him. Perhaps he had been hasty... or maybe it was a ploy to blend in and seem more human. He watched as the little guy skipped away with the bill tight in his grip before turning back to the other once the boy had gone far enough out of earshot.

"Why would I not want to come in?" he countered, eyes trying to see into the flat behind his adversary without appearing too obvious. "Well, it fills me with hope to know that you're not operating a torture chamber from your flat, but I'd still like to take a look. Peace of mind, you know." Kiyoon smiled at him evenly. "Please indulge my... curiousity. It won't take but a moment of your time." He placed a hand on the doorframe and stepped in closer towards the other, a smile still lingering on his features. "I'm just a harmless human hoping that you can answer some questions."

Kiyoon was relatively harmless in comparison to what Chatri was but should things devolve into it a fight he could probably hold him off long enough to escape but there was no need for that... hopefully. "Things are happening in the community and I'm hoping to talk to those who have been here a while about any changes they might have seen... or felt. So, either we can continue this conversation over your door jamb or you can invite me into your not torture dungeon."

"Stray from the righteous path?" The vampire raised a brow of pure confusion. He, truthfully, had no idea what this man was going on about. "Nowadays, if anything could lead people to hell, it would be social media."

But alright, he put little Timmy back down and retrieved his headphones. The song lyrics weren't exactly innocent, but they were in a foreign language so no harms done. Besides, kids these days didn't actually care for the meaning behind songs anymore, they'd bang their heads to anything that had a half decent beat, or a singer with a good-looking face.

"Off you go then, Timothy." Chatri flashed a smile at the kid and gave the priest a look to do the same. The boy stayed, however, until Chatri finally answered his expectant grin with a bill from his wallet. Cotton candy money - got it.

As for this guy.

"Why would you want to come in?" A bit of a weird request, coming from a human who clearly knew what he was talking to. Someone was definitely not worried about becoming dinner. He was either very confident in his skills or had a death wish.

Or maybe he just felt the need to do a home inspection for safety-of-the-world purposes.

"It's a small apartment," Chatri gestured at the building. He chose this place for its location and the view from the tenth floor. "I don't have a basement, attic or even a spare bedroom for chaining up poor tormented victims, if that's what you are concerned about." Believe it or not, somebody did actually asked him that once - rude.

#( ✝ holy water gun )#skysxng #( ✝ v: modern )#( ✝ v: supernatural )#( ✝ chatri )

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spiritvssancti · 1 month

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Eyes narrowed and grip tightened.

"Don't be so familiar. You're not one of my flock." The words were quite cold, positively frigid, as they lay between the two men on either side of the doorway. It was quite a scene. One totally relaxed and the other deadpan yet visibly annoyed at the existence of the other. To an unsuspecting passerby it would look quite comical but to those who knew either one of them would understand to give them some space to have yet another disagreement.

Oh great. Now the bloodsucker had Timmy. If the kid could have waited just a little bit longer before appearing it would have been just swell but God worked in mysterious ways, even though it threw a spanner in the works. Kiyoon sighed heavily and folded his arms as he watched the other skilfully handle the child so that he couldn't ovehear their conversation.

"I'm not the police so I don't care about it being lawful," he began, waving his water gun toting hand dismissively at the bottle of wine (vintage? excellent taste), "all I know is that you've been hanging around the congregation and as their priest I have an obligation to protect them from influences that might make them... stray from the righteous path." He tilted his head to the side and nodded at the blissfully unaware Timmy who seemed happy enough to listen to whatever music was blasting through the headphones.

"If you let the child go I'll put away the water. And that music had better be childfriendly." Kiyoon raised an eyebrow as he looked Chatri straight in the eyes before holstering God's tiniest water gun in his back pocket and held his hands out as if to say 'see? now it's your turn'. "And you should share that bottle of wine with me when you invite me inside. Otherwise I'm blessing it and turning it into communion wine. That would be such a shame."

A hint of mischief glinted in Kiyoon's eyes as the rest of his face remained impassive if a bit serious looking.

HOLY WATER GUN. @spiritvssancti

"Come now, padre, is this really necessary?" Boo hoo, woe was him. Look at poor Chatri, a calm, tax-paying vampire in the modern society, getting threatened at gun point by the doorsteps of his own home.

To be fair, it really was a tiny water pistol. Looking like it was purchased straight from the Dollar Shop, $4.99 for a pack of three. He'd give the guy some points, though, for picking his favourite colour - bright green, like the one that meant go on the traffic lights.

Little Timmy, his neighbor's son, chose this exact moment to walk by. "I'll buy you cotton candy," Chatri said as he scooped the kid up, turning this from a regular stand off to a hostage situation. Little Timmy opened his mouth to protest, but quickly decided getting some cotton candy was more important to him than being on time to this classmate's birthday party. That guy was a loser anyway, he was only gonna go because his mom told him to be play nice with people.

"I haven't done anything unlawful, I assure you." Chatri took off his headphones, adjusted the band and slapped it onto the kid's noggin so he could be spared from the adult conversation. "This is wine." He waved the old-fashioned flask in his free hand. "And I am over the legal drinking age." A pause. "Way over, actually."

"Now put down the holy water gun and let's talk reasonably." Chatri waved his hostage, who was casually jamming along to a song, little fists pumping rather enthusiastically in the air. Timmy might be on the scrawny side, but he was big enough to act as a meat shield against holy water.

#( ✝ v: modern )#( ✝ v: supernatural )#( ✝ holy water gun )#( ✝ chatri )#skysxng #( ooc: pls kiyoon is such a menace to chatri I'm cackling )

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