*   ࿐    so     tell     me         、         where     did    the    ⁽ BLOOD ⁾    on     your     palms     come     from ?     SELF    DIVINATION     or     SACRIFICE ?

✱    HYMNS     FOR     A     ROTTED     HEART,               ...               clutch your rosary tighter.               it will burn.               pray until your knees are red and raw.               you will know what jesus felt.

✱     dove    is nomadic by nature. has been since he was 16 years old. the only thing substantial that he owns is a car. none of this has ever presented as an issue for him. he always finds a way to have a roof over his head if he wants one. be it from couch surfing, temporarily staying with whoever he's seeing, extended stays at hotels / inns, or less conventional means ⁽ phrogging or squatting ⁾.

✱     his     primary source of stability is definitely people that are romantically or sexually attracted to him. sometimes they're around his age, sometimes they're older by a few years, but more often than not they're way older and on the verge of some burgeoning midlife crisis. and dove? he's the pretty boy that lavishes in his role as their toy allowing himself to be a kept man. at least for awhile. to them he's their boyfriend, partner, (in)significant other, lover, whatever they want to label him and to him they're a means to an end. he likes them well enough and he plays his part exceptionally well but when he's done he slips out of their lives like a thief in the night.

✱     always     plays with his food. engages in an unknowing game of predator versus prey / cat and mouse with anyone unlucky enough to catch his attention. follows them for an indeterminate amount of time taking photos and videos of them from a safe distance. during this time they're all that occupies his mind right up until the moment of their demise. chooses a flower or plant they remind him of and when he buries what remains he plants it on top to serve as a marker.

✱     because     of his urges he tries not to become romantically involved with anyone, particularly because his desire to consume is heightened by feelings of passion. he's not even remotely successful at this especially considering how easily infatuated he becomes with people. even from just a glance.

✱     currently     he's working as a photographer of sorts. getting paid to do something almost similar to that of a private investigator except he doesn't have to do any of the hard work. his clients ask him to follow certain people and snap photos of them for whatever reason. if he cares enough he'll ask. and sometimes they share. but typically he doesn't have any of the details just creates a collection of photos. his clients are mostly people with money to blow and the list grows through word of mouth.

✱     periodically     contacts his parents. for the first few years he didn't. the wound was still too raw. too fresh. but now he can reach out and not feel hatred for them. understands that they were just doing what they thought was right even if it was hurting him and creating a complex within him. when he calls he and his father talk like they've never missed a beat and his mother begs him to come back home. sometimes he lets her pray for him even though he hates it. they would do anything for him and welcome him with open arms on the rare occasions that he visits.

✱     since     he consumes fairly consistently he can go maybe a few months before the hunger starts to feel like a physical ache ⁽ though he rarely lets it get that bad ⁾. despite not needing it there's hardly a moment that goes by where he isn't thinking about it. has adopted an incredibly morbid sense of humor as a way to be able to talk about it without revealing anything outright. in the interim while obsessing he can sometimes get carried away in moments of passion and has bit tongues, shoulders, arms, legs, necks, you name it, to the point of breaking skin. as a substitute for it he tends to eat lots of raw food ⁽ yukhoe -- beef tartare, mett -- minced raw pork, torisashi -- chicken sashimi, etc ⁾.

✱     has     a ball python named melona. yes, after the ice cream bars because she's a leucistic ⁽ all white but not albino ⁾ python and reminds him of coconut flavored melona. she stays with a friend of his most of the time but whenever he has his brief stints of stability he always brings her to wherever it is he's staying.

✱     his     name is only evangel dove because his mother thought she was having a girl. the doctor even told her as much. but when he came out she simply changed the first name from evangeline to evangel and kept everything else the same. hence why his name is so soft.

✱     for     the first three years after he left home he traveled loads and stayed in places very briefly. still travels often due entirely to his nature but he spends longer stretches in places than before. if he stays anywhere too long though he starts to feel suffocated or like he's being shackled. likes stability but can only stomach it for so long.

✱     big     into nightlife and the party scene but mostly because it allows him to freely indulge in plying himself with substances. his latest obsession is mdma. loves how wired and alive it makes him feel even if the lows that accompany it can be intense. in the moment it always feels worth it.

✱     still     lives with the shame his mother instilled in him. he doesn't fight against his nature but after he gives in to it he always has lingering thoughts of disgust and self-loathing. thinks about his victims and the lives they had, the lives he watched them lead and sometimes this makes him spiral. at his lowest he recites the prayers from psalm but they only make him feel worse. often wonders if his story will end with him being put down like a feral dog or if he'll go back to being a bird with clipped wings living in a gilded cage where the outside world is safe from him.

  • ##. goes through periods when all he wants is to consume. avg food is not appealing. drops in weight during these times.

  • ##. has a storage unit filled with the things he can't carry. mostly clothes gifted to him by "exes".

  • ##. on nice summer nights can sometimes be found sleeping at the local park.

  • ##. an excellent cook. knows how to prepare all of the raw dishes he eats.

  • ##. was scouted by an ent. company the first time he visited seoul, south korea. contemplated auditioning but decided to prioritize his privacy for obvious reasons.

  • ##. dropped out of school but taught himself the basics of junior + senior level education.

  • ##. recently got into skateboarding. when he isn't in the mood to drive he can usually be found riding his skateboard through the streets.

  • ##. never wants kids. scared they'll end up like him. unfortunately has had a few scares.

  • ##. mildly allergic to pineapple. but still eats it bc it tastes good.

  • ##. has a habit of drawing people he's infatuated with. owns a collection of sketches of victims.

  • ##. desires connection so he can be pretty affectionate with those he's close to, romantically or platonically. even if it's something as simple as nudging their foot with his own or leaning into them unknowingly. craves it.

  • ##. served briefly as lead guitarist of a band called vena cava. sometimes subs at shows if their guitarist is m.i.a.

  • ##. enjoys hiking. frequents lesser populated trails. occasionally uses them as dump sites.

  • ##. always wears his crucifix necklace around his neck out of habit. a gift from his mother from when he was young. old habits die hard.

guidelines,

✱     overview.         lio, she / her, operating in pst. cannibal oc crafted by me. adult mun and muse. given the nature of the character there will be heavy and triggering subject matter present. the acct will feature the following content including but not limited to : death, violence, sexual content, blood, religious blasphemy / religious trauma / mentions of religion, stalking, cannibalism, disordered eating habits, substance (ab)use, sex work, graphic written depictions of murder / gore, obsessive behavior, suicide ideation, undiagnosed and therefore untreated mental disorders and the struggles that entails, toxicity / toxic relationships, manipulation, and self destructive behavior.

✱     byf.         my energy levels fluctuate and with it so does my activity. timezone is pst but i don't abide by any timezone when i rp, especially considering the nomadic nature of this muse. if you interact with me and my character basic rp etiquette is expected. don't mix ic and ooc, don't godmod ⁽ some things are okay within reason ⁾, and if there's ever anything done ic or ooc that rubs you the wrong way let me know so we can get it sorted. i'm doubles friendly so feel free to follow. when it comes to interactions i always welcome them and am totally okay with being tagged in random starters. dms are also always open for interactions or plotting which i both love and encourage. if you ever get an idea for a dynamic between our muses don't hesitate to let me know because i never will. i have an entire page dedicated to potential connections for dove so if you see something that catches your attention please feel free to approach me about it.

✱     dnfi.         you're a minor. you have bigoted and intolerant views. your account is fl rp ⁽ meaning you don't use ooc indicators thereby blurring ic + ooc ⁾, lewd centric ⁽ nsfw themes / content is okay but if that's all your acct is i'm not interested ⁾, or gen / gen au rp ⁽ just personally do not care for it ⁾. you use ai in any capacity while rping ⁽ or otherwise ⁾. you're uncomfortable with heavier subject matter. it will be present here and we should all be protecting our peace. you're constantly in ooc drama. and you take rp too seriously. this is a hobby and it will always be treated as one.

dossier,

✱     𝟎𝟎𝟏.         birth name. evangel dove hwang. prefers to go by dove. rarely gives his first name out and often times will ignore it if it's used. traditional name. hwang eunhyuk. ⁽ 황은혁 ⁾ nicknames. dovie / dovey is his primary nickname but if you know him well enough angel ⁽ always as a joke ⁾, evie, or hyuk may be used. date of birth. 1st of august, 2002. star sign. leo, sun. pisces, moon. scorpio, asc. cancer, venus. place of birth. los angeles, california. currently. constantly on the move. his lifestyle is nomadic. always ready to pickup and go at a moments notice. pronouns. he / him. species. human. with cannibalistic tendencies. sexuality. bisexual, no lean. languages. korean and english, fluently. has a passable understanding of quite a few languages due to how heavily he travels.

✱     𝟎𝟎𝟐.         body type. mesomorph. height. 181cm / 5'11''. eyes. dark brown and wide. almost unnervingly alert. mouth. full lips. enviably so. nose. angular. deviated septum. hair color. naturally black. typically sticks to it he's but no stranger to dying it an array of colors especially right before he gets ready to chop it off. hair style. goes back and forth between long and short. more often than not longer in the autumn and winter and cut short for spring and summer. to balance the cold and the heat. skintone. a medium beige tone with cool undertones. tattoos. can be seen here. piercings. lobes ⁽ dual lobe in both ears, helix on right ear, conch on left ear ⁾, nipples, and frenum. notable features. large eyes, sharp jawline, bunny teeth, a dusting of freckles along the back of his neck and tops of his shoulders, beauty mark on his jawline. bloodtype. b neg. mbti. estp, the dynamo. alignment. chaotic neutral. temperament. melancholic-sanguine. love language. physical touch and words of affirmation.

✱     𝟎𝟎𝟑.         mother. shin hani, status alive and living in the states. they're in limited communication. calls her once every couple of weeks to check in. father. hwang namgil, status alive and living in the states. when he contacts his mom he's usually present and the two of them touch bases. siblings. none. after his parents discovered what was going on with him at just three years old they agreed not to bring anymore children into this world. didn't want to risk it. pets. a leucistic ball python named melona. marital status. single. from time to time there may be women or men who think he's their boyfriend but it's mutually beneficial. they get to have eye candy and he gets some stability.

✱     𝟎𝟎𝟒.         education. he was home schooled all his life to both protect him from himself and to protect other people from him. particularly as a young child when his impulse control was naturally very low. dropped out of high school during his junior year. occupation. he does a lot of things to make ends meet. right now he's dabbling in a form of photography that feels reminiscent of p.i. work ⁽ mostly seedy jobs from people with more money than they know what to do with ⁾. and sometimes he does nothing at all. just uses his looks to coast by. if things ever get really bad or he doesn't feel like being a financial vampire to his latest fling he reaches out to his parents. wealth status. he was born into money and still comes by it pretty easily but blows it just as easily.

✱     𝟎𝟎𝟓.         mental. pathological cannibalism, adhd ⁽ attention deficit hyperactive disorder ⁾, hpd ⁽ histrionic personality disorder ⁾, and pdd ⁽ persistent depressive disorder ⁾. addictions. nicotine ⁽ vapes, cigarettes, and cigarillos ⁾, mdma / ecstasy, ketamine, sex ⁽ craves connection ⁾, marijuana, alcohol. human flesh.

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dove. 23. cis male. hehim. coasting by without direction. perpetually and purposely nomadic in body, head, and heart. an endless study in nature vs. nurture. with a grotesque and unsettling appetite.

✱     a dove with broken wings.

✱     𝟎𝟎𝟏.         committed his first act of cannibalism at the age of three years old. mauled his au pair, a young girl from the french countryside who had come to stay with his family and with whom dove had grown exceptionally close. he was found hours after the incident curled up by her side and covered in the gore by his mother and father. it was in that moment that his mother came clean to her husband explaining that this pathology was unfortunately something that seemed to be passed down in her family. sometimes it skipped a generation but it was always passed down eventually and that she feared she may have passed it on to dove directly. his father struggles with wrapping his head around this newfound reality but vows to love dove regardless of what lay beyond his control.

  • 2005. dove cannibalizes someone for the first time.

  • 2005. his mother opens up about her family history. admits she's an eater as well.

  • 2007. when he's school age they decide on home schooling. to be safe.

✱    𝟎𝟎𝟐.         his mother, understanding his struggle intimately, does her best to teach dove how to curb his appetite. instills in him a great deal of shame around what he is and these unnatural cravings in the hope that he will understand it isn't okay. despite this dove continues to remark about missing the taste of human flesh. he is always reprimanded the hardest in these moments as that line of thinking was a slippery slope. rarely do they leave their home, his parents holding on too tight, but eventually when they begin to it's only to attend church services every sunday. his mother hopes that the word of god will help him in the same way it has helped her.

  • 2008. his mother truly starts to educate him on what it means to be a cannibal. it doesn't matter that he's only six.

  • 2009. he's taught that what he has ultimately is a sickness. starts to develop a sense of shame.

  • 2010. at eight they begin attending church. his mother thinks it will be good for him. dove hates it.

✱     𝟎𝟎𝟑.         as he grows his cravings grow with him and at thirteen he manages to convince his family's chauffeur to take him for a drive. winds up attempting to consume flesh, the desire for it overwhelming him. once he realizes what he's done and the scene he's caused he's immediately carted back home. this is when the rules are set in place. 1. under no circumstance was he to consume human flesh. up until this point there had been one or two rare occasions where his mother had felt benevolent. 2. no leaving the house unaccompanied. it wasn't as though he'd been allowed to before but after this incident even something as innocent as a dip in the pool was monitored. 3. any time he felt the urge to consume he was to recite psalm 51:1-19 asking for god's forgiveness. 4. he had to resume attending church every sunday. no exceptions. 5. he could have no form of privacy. no lock on his door, internet access was monitored, child safety locks installed on his bedroom window, etc. they just couldn't trust that he wouldn't try something.

  • 2015. sneaks out of his family's home for the first time ever.

  • 2015. attempts to cannibalize someone he meets in the park.

  • 2015. is essentially put on house arrest. his freedoms are completely stripped away.

✱     𝟎𝟎𝟒.         reaches his breaking point with his parents and their treatment of him. understands that he isn't the easiest child to deal with, that there's something fundamentally broken within him, but he can't stomach being treated like a feral beast that needed to be muzzled and hidden from view. runs away at age sixteen with nothing but the clothes on his back and the desire for true freedom in his heart. from sixteen to present he has been on his own. had to learn how to sink or swim.

  • 2018. decides he's had enough and runs away from home.

  • 2018. his parents put out a missing persons on him but he doesn't return home. not on his own or through police intervention.

  • 2XXX. learns to grow up real fast living on his own. life is hard but he's free and that's all he's ever wanted.

in spite of his nature dove is not nearly as angsty as his life should suggest. he has his moments but more often than not he tries not to take life too seriously. and the way he lives his life is proof of that. you'll wonder what the fuck is wrong with him but not in a way that truly calls for concern. he's a walking contradiction and a host of imperfections and he wouldn't have it any other way.

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   ✱    i    was    carnivorous    about    love,              i    ate    love    to    the     ankles.

✱     𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚃𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝚄𝙽𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝙰𝙽𝚈𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝚄𝚂 𝙽𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙻𝚈 𝙸𝙼𝙿𝙾𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙱𝙻𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙳𝙴𝚂𝙲𝚁𝙸𝙱𝙴.         but the feeling? the sensation that accompanied it? — that he could describe. it was like an immediate buzz of electricity to his tongue upon contact but not unpleasantly so, just that it was shocking in the same way it felt to have a finger lightly ghosting along the surface of your skin hairs standing on end and flesh pebbling with goosebumps. that buzz would work its way outward, through the entirety of the body, until it melded into a slow but all encompassing warmth like being embraced by someone that loved you without condition. he never wanted it stop, wanted to absolutely gorge on it, fill himself up until he made himself sick with the feeling and even then he would continue driven along by something insatiable that resided in the very marrow of his bones. this hunger was innate, attached to him like some malignant spirit.✱     𝙱𝚄𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙷𝚄𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙳𝙻𝚈 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝙱𝙾𝚁𝙽 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝙼𝙰𝙻𝙸𝙶𝙽 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙽𝚃.         to him it came from many places, from an untapped wellspring of emotions : desperation, passion, agony, covetousness, but almost never from hatred. it felt wrong somehow, made the flesh taste different, every bite like meat on the brink of spoiling — quietly rancid in a way that made his stomach flutter as it turned itself into knots. it almost always resulted in purging because he could never hold down that which was consumed in detestation. as a result he didn’t enjoy eating people that he loathed. wasn’t on some vigilante crusade to rid the world of evil in his own perverse and twisted way. didn’t follow bad people down alleyways or lure them to abandoned sites where there was no one around to hear their screams of abject horror as he feasted.✱     𝙸𝙽𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙰𝙳 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝚃𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚂 𝚅𝙴𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙳 𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙾𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴𝙻𝙸𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝙾𝙵 𝙸𝙽𝙳𝙸𝚅𝙸𝙳𝚄𝙰𝙻𝚂.         not textbook lovely, they didn’t need to be the pinnacle of beauty, but lovely in his eyes. and that could encompass so, so many things. sometimes they did look sistine chapel beautiful like they, too, had been painted by the blessed hands of michelangelo. other times outward beauty was cast aside, even if it was present, and personality was the entire appeal — he’d hear their voice in his head rambling on about how chainsaws were originally invented for childbirth or rattling off a ridiculously unfunny joke that made their eyes smile in the same way their lips did. and then there were the times where he didn’t know them at all, only caught a glimpse of them as they brushed past him on their way out of a café. on these occasions he’d follow close behind, but not too closely, and with the camera that hung nearly consistently around his neck like the arms of a lover he’d snap a photo. maybe two, possibly three, and definitely five if he made it to four. might even switch to recording so that he could watch it back when he was alone to see them move like art in motion.✱     𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙴 𝙾𝙵𝚃𝙴𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝙽 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙻𝙰𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚆𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙾𝙽𝙴𝚂 𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙵𝙴𝙻𝙻 𝙿𝚁𝙴𝚈 𝚃𝙾 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙶𝚁𝙴𝙴𝙳.         no real ties to him meant nothing could ever get back to him. it also meant no guilt and less grappling with the enormity of his disgust after he’d savaged someone that he’d had a budding relationship with. he always tried not to do it. tried to stick to it like a hard and fast rule : never consume those you care deeply about. but sometimes it felt impossible when his hunger was driven so heavily by the passion that accompanied all degrees of love and was spurred on even more so by yearning. in moments when he felt pushed to the brink by his desire to devour those who occupied space in his head and heart he tried to remember what his mother would tell him as a boy when he was first learning what it meant to be born with this sickness.✱     𝚂𝙷𝙴'𝙳 𝚃𝙾𝙻𝙳 𝙷𝙸𝙼, 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙽 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝚃𝙾𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙾 𝙵𝚄𝙻𝙻𝚈 𝚆𝚁𝙰𝙿 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙳 𝙰𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳 𝙸𝚃, 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝙱𝙴 𝙰 𝙻𝙸𝙵𝙴𝙻𝙾𝙽𝙶 𝙵𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙷𝚄𝙼𝙰𝙽𝙸𝚃𝚈.         as he got older he could understand in a very rudimentary way what she was expressing but it wasn’t until he was on his own, by his own design, and wrestling with the shame of losing his first real friend and first real love because he’d selfishly allowed himself to give in to these urges, that he really understood the weight of those words. when he’d left home he’d done it so that he could escape the rigidity of that carefully curated life, the suffocating structure of the gilded cage his parents had built for him bar by bar, and the abstaining from consumption so that he could learn to curb his growing appetite and try for normalcy. but standing over the unrecognizably mauled corpse of someone he’d loved more than anything in the world had been a sobering one. from that day on he’d made his own set of rules, like his mother and father had done when he was just a boy but not nearly so limiting. he could still eat when he craved it, never had to abstain or reject his true nature, but rather move with care and consideration while always seeking to remain in touch with his humanity even in the moments when he seemed more monster than man.✱     𝙼𝙰𝚈𝙱𝙴 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙳𝙴𝚂𝙸𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝚁𝙴𝚃𝙰𝙸𝙽 𝙰 𝙲𝙴𝚁𝚃𝙰𝙸𝙽 𝙻𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙻 𝙾𝙵 𝙷𝚄𝙼𝙰𝙽𝙸𝚃𝚈 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚂𝚃𝙾𝙿𝙿𝙴𝙳 𝙷𝙸𝙼 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝙱𝙴𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙰𝙱𝙻𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙳𝙴𝚂𝙲𝚁𝙸𝙱𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚃𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝙸𝚃.         the mere thought of trying to articulate the way it felt to sink his teeth into something so forbidden enough to make him salivate. describing what it felt like meant he could dress it up real pretty and wax poetic, infuse his complicated emotions into that which was grotesque, possibly make a compelling case for why frankenstein's monster, in spite of being a beast, had a heart. but to describe the act of tearing into flesh, to illustrate with words how it felt to hunch over on hands and knees like a rabid dog over a fresh kill, to paint a picture in vivid detail of how his fellow man tasted sliding over his tongue and filling his cheeks?✱     𝚆𝙴𝙻𝙻 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝙱𝙴 𝚃𝙾𝙾 𝙰𝙽𝙸𝙼𝙰𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙲.         even for him.

❛    THE BF EXP.

one of the many people who he has had a mutually beneficial relationship with. to him it was purely transactional. they provided him with a place to stay, bankrolled his life for a short while, and cared for him and he took care of their needs in terms of affection, companionship, and carnality. to them it was a relationship and he rarely let them think any differently even if that's not how he personally viewed things.

❛    STALKERAZZI

this could go one of two ways. either your muse has heard about his "services" through the grapevine and want to hire him to follow someone. maybe they've even hired him before and they have a working relationship. or your muse could be someone he's getting paid to follow. usually he's very good about being discreet but there are the rare times that he slips up and either gets found out or directly interacts with the subject. lots of possibilities.

❛ SOCIAL BUTTERFLY

for someone who was severely unsocialized as a kid he sure makes friends easily enough. you would think nearly 16 years of isolation would make him socially awkward but he's able to fall in step with nearly anyone. his lack of socialization skills also tend to lead to him having issues with boundaries and issues picking up on social cues which thus far hasn't worked against him. rather it allows him to not have a sense of shame around putting himself out there even if it results in rejection. has made a number of friends in interesting ways thanks to his eccentricity.

❛  CONFIDANTE

someone who knows the truth but only bc they caught him with his face and hands covered in drying blood, shirt soaked so deeply with the carnage that burgundy bled nearly into black. is his initial thought to kill them? ofc it is. but he isn't a murderer. okay, he is. but he doesn't kill them. mostly bc they don't seem to be scared. so maybe he just... gets to be the truest version of himself with them. a very unlikely friendship.

❛    TEMP ROOMIE

when he doesn't have a place to lay his head for the night (bc he never really does?) or he isn't leeching off of some poor unsuspecting cougar and temporarily occupying her home he might find himself on their couch instead. sometimes there's a text, sometimes he just shows up, but more often than not he sneaks in the request when they're already hanging out. tries not to wear out his welcome.

❛    HELLO, YOU...

a bit similar to stalkerazzi except maybe more terrifying? bc he isn't even getting paid to follow them. does it purely for the love of the game. how they meet can be discussed but it's normally something inconsequential. something that wouldn't catch the average person's attention but that captivates dove. becomes infatuated with them and watches from a distance. doesn't want to get close bc ultimately he plans to make them his next meal. but things don't always go as planned, do they?

❛    OLD FLAME

this one is for former relationships or situationships. you put yourself in a very unique situation when you're both the object of dove's affections and the person who is currently closest to him. he was always on the brink of doing something he'd regret whenever he was around them because love for him toes the line of consumption. to be in love or near it is to be consumed even if it is just by passion. despite caring a great deal he's hot and cold when he's in a relationship. pulls away when he wants to lean in. and when he does lean in sometimes his love has teeth. your muse would know.

❛    MIRRORED URGES

this is purely self indulgent so it has no real summary just a stream of consciousness but like haha any other cannibal muses? any? any other ocs inspired by bones and all? the silence of the lambs? hannibal? fresh? sweeney todd? any maren yearlys? any lees? any at all? no? yes? maybe? possibly? please bro... i'm literally begging.

additionally i'm super open to creating completely new and original plots that we've brainstormed together if none of these work. or even combining plots to make something unique for us. whatever works for you.

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