@ofpoisonblood
/THIS IS SO PRETTY BABE PLSSSSSSSS
and you need this potion by when???
@ofpoisonblood we are friends and you have never misused my potions before . one lacking payment wouldn’t bankrupt me
@chaospice that way, you can keep the money and the coriander. i’d hate to just not pay you for the potion
ugh , such a pity to have to kill something so pretty .
@vampichor kill me? i wonder what’s led you to believe that’s even possible- i’ve evaded you hunters for ages.
comment below && specify ✨
the spanish flu didn’t wipe you out?
isle of cruz! how wonderful to be friends with an island! does blood wash upon your shores? do you crave it? little ghoulies tend to.
@bludlusts pleasure, marie- truly, a pleasure. * she smiled, bowing her head slightly * they call me isolde de la cruz, but isolde will do just fine.
dear , i'm afraid i'm a bit . . . lost . could you help me out ?
oh please, do show me the way. * she smiled at her, gesturing for the other to lead * maybe you could also join me inside?
@BLOODYURGES it’s up the street, cariño, just two blocks and turn left. * she laughed, raising a brow * i’ll lead ya there if you want-
the coffin nightclub. directions said it was around here somewhere, but i ended up HERE. * she crossed her arms, one finger twirled her hair *
cb + specify mood & mbs or pms
@-CrxnkyAndroid- “Aren’t you sweet- fortunately for you, I’m new to town and i need a bit of a tour guide. Surely, a strong handsome man like yourself is perfect for that job?”
{ i’m gonna just drop shit on random accounts :’) ain’t nobody gonna stop me
welcome , what would y' like to drink ?
@cutiefangpie straight from puerto rico. * she smiled, taking the drink and sipping from the glass *
@cutiefangpie isolde. * she hummed, leaning against the counter * but you can call me sol-
@beachboy- Isolde hummed softly as she gently sipped on her drink, gesturing for the bartender to bring the bottle as she set her glass down. She gave a soft laugh at the song that began to play, running a hand through her hair. It wasn’t until the boy approached her and spoke that she’d really turned her gaze onto someone other than the bartender, a small smirk on her lips as she gave him a once over. “Of course-“ Isolde replied, her voice almost as melodic as the song playing throughout the club.
