Shadowheart (
sharranselunite) wrote in
diademlogs2026-02-06 11:02 am
Everyone has to suffer
Who: Shadowheart & Anyone!
Where: All around
When: February
What: Just some prompts and continued TDM things
Warnings: It's possible she'll talk about religious trauma.

General prompts below! Message me on theskyisnew discord/plurk if you want something specific!
Image taken from here.
Where: All around
When: February
What: Just some prompts and continued TDM things
Warnings: It's possible she'll talk about religious trauma.

General prompts below! Message me on theskyisnew discord/plurk if you want something specific!
Image taken from here.

Bulletin Prompts
She is intrigued by the set up and also by the smell of food in the air. She's been driving for hours, so it seems worth looking into. She will take food where she can get it, especially if it's free. Maybe you're coming upon the scene at the same time she is, and she glances over, shrugging one shoulder. "Might as well check it out, mmm?" Normally she prefers being alone, but perhaps this one time won't be all that bad.
When the ghostly apparitions appear as a wedding made of ghosts, Shadowheart's eyes widen, and she watches everyone go about the story without any notice of her and anyone else there. She picks up some food from the catered table though and makes herself a nice little plate, finding a glass of wine too, and she stands there, casually watching as the fistfight begins. "My money's on the petite blonde. It's usually the little ones who surprise you."
Still, when the murder happens, Shadowheart is genuinely startled, and she sets down her food to hurry over to the groom bleeding. Despite it being a ghost, her instinct is to put her hands on him, and her fingers glow with magic as she tries to heal him. Unfortunately, it does not work, and she frowns as the ghost dies next to her. "Always a shame when there's nothing you can do," she murmurs, getting up. ...but she goes right back to her plate. In the end, she stores as much food as she can, picks up a few chairs to sell, and brings them back to her car.
Shadowheart ends up at the flower cart, and she picks up a flower that looks very similar to her very favorite, a Night Orchid. It's not one, but it reminds her of it, and she holds it in her hand, smelling it. She smiles, her severe expression softening for a moment, but she sighs and hands it back. "I don't have the coin, I'm afraid." Maybe you can buy her one or ask about flowers.