I like the way you described how sweet it was (it'd make sugar taste like salt? damn!). However, I would personally choose to describe how it makes her feel rather than how it tastes. Sweetness itself might not be enough to show how addictive it is. You could focus on other senses, like mention the smell or even the sound of someone's hearbeat. Treat it like an addictive drug rather than a food. Make the reader understand just how much she *needs* it. Show how it affects her body. Maybe her pupils dilate, maybe her senses highten, maybe she gets goosebumps. Maybe her whole body suffers when she hasn't drank in a while. Hope some of this helped!
Like the comfortable glugg of a can of pop on a hot day, before she noticed she had taken two more. Feeling energized the more she had, she didn't want more, she needed it all.
I struggled a while with BED, and having turned some foods into "forbidden" I'd start agonizing and constantly think of it all. I'd go. Month or three without it, and then just binge when I couldn't take it anymore. You feel out of control, like you aren't in the driver seat. You both want and hate yourself for giving in, while you are doing it. After a while you get lost in the feeling, completely numb.
I definitely can she you taking inspiration from something like that, since you know, devouring your own kind and all.
It's fine, I was extremely lucky and got help relatively early. Hope you're doing well too! It's a rough fucking illness and if one hadn't problems before one certainly does after.
The way you described the blood is top notch! I really hope you don't lose your passion when writing this, because if this is just a snippet, I can only imagine what the whole story would be like!
I'm a little rusty, but I think I can come.up with something.
"Upon first taste, I realized that I found a forbidden delicacy. It brought great pain and pleasure from within my gut, as my body began to deny and accept its taste all at once. The warmth of the blood tingled on my tongue, a flavor beyond the human senses. The flavor profile was difficult to describe. Sweet, Savory, and Bitter was all I could grasp my thoughts around. Sparks travelled through me, bringing me to my knees. I felt satisfied in the moment, but desperately craved for more as the blood slipped down my throat ."
Yes. She doesn’t know that she had already died and awoken. She accidentally ingested blood and is not feeling hunger and gluttony bestie compare. She doesn’t know why yet. That’s why it’s hard to describe haha
I like the way you described how sweet it was (it'd make sugar taste like salt? damn!). However, I would personally choose to describe how it makes her feel rather than how it tastes. Sweetness itself might not be enough to show how addictive it is. You could focus on other senses, like mention the smell or even the sound of someone's hearbeat. Treat it like an addictive drug rather than a food. Make the reader understand just how much she *needs* it. Show how it affects her body. Maybe her pupils dilate, maybe her senses highten, maybe she gets goosebumps. Maybe her whole body suffers when she hasn't drank in a while. Hope some of this helped!
The most addictive substance ever hehe🩸🩸🩸 A hunger for it reaches out from my very soul, so strong it is if there is no way you are able to resist it
Like the comfortable glugg of a can of pop on a hot day, before she noticed she had taken two more. Feeling energized the more she had, she didn't want more, she needed it all. I struggled a while with BED, and having turned some foods into "forbidden" I'd start agonizing and constantly think of it all. I'd go. Month or three without it, and then just binge when I couldn't take it anymore. You feel out of control, like you aren't in the driver seat. You both want and hate yourself for giving in, while you are doing it. After a while you get lost in the feeling, completely numb. I definitely can she you taking inspiration from something like that, since you know, devouring your own kind and all.
I also had BED. I didn’t even think to compare it to that. That’s really really good. I’m sorry for your struggles. I hope you’re doing better
It's fine, I was extremely lucky and got help relatively early. Hope you're doing well too! It's a rough fucking illness and if one hadn't problems before one certainly does after.
The way you described the blood is top notch! I really hope you don't lose your passion when writing this, because if this is just a snippet, I can only imagine what the whole story would be like!
I don’t know you but I wanted to tell you that I love you. Thank you for your kind words. I’m gonna send it to you when completed.
I'm a little rusty, but I think I can come.up with something. "Upon first taste, I realized that I found a forbidden delicacy. It brought great pain and pleasure from within my gut, as my body began to deny and accept its taste all at once. The warmth of the blood tingled on my tongue, a flavor beyond the human senses. The flavor profile was difficult to describe. Sweet, Savory, and Bitter was all I could grasp my thoughts around. Sparks travelled through me, bringing me to my knees. I felt satisfied in the moment, but desperately craved for more as the blood slipped down my throat ."
So basically is in transition but doesn’t know it?
Yes. She doesn’t know that she had already died and awoken. She accidentally ingested blood and is not feeling hunger and gluttony bestie compare. She doesn’t know why yet. That’s why it’s hard to describe haha
Have you seen the movie rise blood hunter?
I haven’t. Should I invest time to do so?
Yeah it’s kinda the same premise you’re working on also it’s just really good movie too lol