* SWEET / DREAMS!

RWBY multimuse / by Kona / sideblog to auradays!

[dustaura-a]

so i might have/might be moving,,, everything over to @dustaura,,,,,, and because i’m an impatient brat not everything’s finished but hey here we are,,,,

[dustaura-a]

bursting into the room, neo all but throws herself into vanil's lap, handing her a bottle of what surely was expensive, shoplifted wine with a tidy red bow wrapped around the top. stuffed between ribbon and bottle is a note: ' happy valentine's day ! let's get WASTED ! <3 '

valentine’s day! / @lacedestoc

       ━ ❝Hey, whoa!❞ She’ll admit to being caught off-guard, surprised not by Neo’s appearance but rather the bottle she held. She examines the bottle, brows raising slightly at the label. Vanil has little doubt that she stole it, what with how expensive she knows this particular brand is, but she isn’t one to criticize or judge. So, she laughs, looking at Neo’s bright and hopeful features. 

        ❝Alright, alright -- I wouldn’t turn down somethin’ like this. But, we’re not drinkin’ on an empty stomach, okay? I’ll make us somethin’.❞

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"So, there isn't much life around here, but I think I made do." In Mercury's hand is a bouquet of origami flowers, wrapped up with a piece of red string, tied with a classic bowline knot. "Happy Valentine's Day, babe. You like these?"

valentine’s day! / @aurashattered

       ━ ❝Merc,❞ Vanil softly giggles, unable to contain it when presented with such a sweet gift. The flowers are gratefully taken in hand, and she examines them fondly, color blooming on her cheeks. She always thought the holiday to be superficial, an excuse for couples to show off or openly do whatever they’d like with “it’s Valentine’s Day” as the reason. Though she never found meaning in the holiday itself, now that she has someone to celebrate with, she has some understanding behind every couple’s affection. 

       ❝You didn’t have to do anything. But, since you did... how ‘bout I make us a nice dinner n’ dessert tonight?❞

[dustaura-a]

this may be my only valentines drawing because my attention span is awful 

in other news, vanil is awful and i hate her sometimes--

[dustaura-a]

kona your lineart has gotten so fucking amazing over the years like every time i see something new of yours i think of how much you’ve improved since we first met it’s unbelievable holy fuck man. I LOVE EVERYTHING ABOUT YOUR ART BUT YOUR LINEART IN PARTICULAR HAS ALWAYS REALLY IMPRESSED ME. lays down ilu.

is it “make kona cry” day because it sure feels like it-- / @thuskindlyiscatter

THANK YOU SO MUCH??? i’m always iffiest about my line art because i feel like it’s never clean or thin enough compared to more “professional” works, but hearing this makes me so happy??? 

and the fact that you’ve held on with me for so long means the world to me -- thank you for dealing with me and my vanilla daughter for all these years we both love you and ruby so so so much 

[dustaura-a]

before i’m off for the night, have these antifreeze doodles that will probably never be finished // @aurashattered

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something i intended to finish a LONG WHILE AGO but got lazy with hence why it’s still in flat color BUT i wanted to do something for this concept @lacedestoc and i have--

[bornsteel]

    we grew strong though. we grew slowly but surely, like those plants through cement, “unwanted” and “unneeded.”

independent rwby multi, previously hoardofheroes.

cred: x / x

[dustaura-a]

mismatched eyes examine maeve with perplexity, arms uncrossing to sign. " yᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀʟʟy ᴇxᴩᴇᴄᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴩ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴠᴀɴɪʟ ? " she may be a mute serial killer, but she still has some semblance of a conscience.

unprompted ( inbox call ) / @lacedestoc

       ━ ❝To be honest, I have very little expectation of anything from anyone.❞ She sighs, her own arms folding into one another. This confrontation has her stomach in knots, all thanks to the topic in question. She does not want to have this conversation. ❝But, I would appreciate if you could keep quiet. She doesn’t know that I’m even alive, and I would like to keep it that way.❞ 

[dustaura-a]

hey I’m busy with coding stuff but I wanna do an inbox call too--

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don't mind leopard faunus. she's just going to plop herself into her boyfriend's lap and snuggle up to him. then proceed to nuzzle her face against his neck and let out a purr. now she's content. / i can't stop thinking about this

unprompted ( inbox call ) / @dustfled ( oriana )

       ━ He doesn’t even need to look to know who it is climbing all over him. Aside from the fact that very few people would even dare to do this, he’s overtly familiar with her body as a whole, and what her tendencies are in regards to him. So, Ritt does what he always does: wind an arm around her as she settles into place, placing his hand atop her head to facilitate strokes of her hair. He doesn’t toss her a glance or anything of the sort, although he does crack a smile as she starts to purr. 

       That’s a sound he’ll never get tired of. 

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hoardofheroes // mercury.

   never one to take things slow, mercury scrambled from the chair almost as soon as vanil had disentangled herself, eager to get a move on.   but even he could not avoid admiring the view, letting out a low whistle as she bent over.   he would always be appreciative of her curves, and her confidence, and how well she commanded his attention without hardly trying.  when she was finished with her panties, mercury came up behind her, and began working at her top to pull it free from her chest.   ( the skirt, though… the skirt could stay. )

    ❛     fuck, baby, you’re so hot.     ❜     he murmured, pushing her hair aside to begin pressing heated kisses against her neck, letting his teeth nip at the flesh when he saw fit.  mercury didn’t bother hiding his erection, pressing it against her ass with a small sigh.   only after a short while did his impatience spike again, whirling vanil around to push her onto the bed, quickly following after.   it had always been difficult to keep the cold metal of his legs from rubbing up against others, but at least now he knew vanil wouldn’t mind if they did.

   ❛     let’s see just how excited you are.     ❜     mercury added with a grin, working his way between her legs, hiking the skirt up once more, and running a finger across her slit.   

      ━ The pair of arms wound around her waist are welcomed, and even lended her assistance as they aim to shed that sleeveless hoodie she's fond of wearing. She's even more fond of the way it peels off of her, due to the gentle bounce of her breasts when the fabric is finally pulled over and above them. From Mercury's height, he's given a steep view, which she'd bring more awareness to if something else didn't immediately beget her attention.

       ❝You're not so bad yourself, h-- hon.❞ A soft but sharp gasp causes her stammer, a result of Mercury's lips on her neck and the extra bit of stiffness she feels at her backside. Her head is swimming in that familiar pleasant haze, and only snaps out of it when her back hits the bed.

       His gesture is so simple, so straightforward -- but it still evokes a substantial shudder out of her. The draw of his finger is a smooth slide, her most intimate part giving little to no resistance whatsoever. She is, undoubtedly, damp. On reflex, her back arches, hips jerk forward, fingers curl into the sheets, and a moan pours from her lips; all from this one action. As grand as her reaction might be, she isn't entirely surprised. It's been weeks since she'd been able to attend to her needs, so every sensation is amplified.

       Actually embarrassed by this involuntary sound, Vanil’s hand rushes to cover her mouth, looking away in a rare display of shame. She hadn't meant to come off as that eager.

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"I made you something." Mercury said, plopping an elaborate origami flower down on the table in front of Vanil, beaming with pride. "Whaddya think?"

unprompted ( inbox call ) / @hoardofheroes

       ━ ❝Well, would ya look at that?❞ The flower is tenderly lifted into her hands to properly view all of the creases and folds, trying to analyze just how in the world he made something so elaborately beautiful. He made it for her. For her. It’s enough to make her heart flutter and her cheeks flush. ❝It’s so pretty. You’re really crafty, you know? With your hands, I mean. It’s so well-made.❞ She diverts her attention from her gift to the one who made it for her, gifting him with a warm smile.

       ❝Thanks. This is real sweet a’ you.❞

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svndragon // yang.

the brawler slows in her steps when she hears weiss call out to her, the blonde turning and stopping when directed. she watches the heiress hurry over, then she arches a brow, shrugging a shoulder. “oh, sure, weiss, what’s up?” she asks. 

       ━ ❝I was wondering if you would like to accompany me for dinner this evening?❞ Stay confident, don’t show any nervous intent. This is just like training, after all; keep your cool, and things will go smoothly. The heiress retains her smile, a hand gestured vaguely toward Yang while the other is behind her back, fingers tensely curled into her palm. She doesn’t want to come off as afraid. ❝I would be treating, of course.❞

[dustaura-a]

@svndragon / you asked for this

       ━ ❝Oh, Yang!❞ A pleasant tone backs her voice upon the blonde coming into view. She waves as a beckon for her to stop, hurriedly walking toward her -- there’s a bit of pep in her step for reasons yet unknown. ❝I was just looking for you. I have something I’d like to ask.❞

[dustaura-a]

we’re snooping your playlist. put your writing playlist on shuffle and list the first ten songs, then choose ten victims. 

vanil’s playlist, because I have separate playlists for each muse--

sooner or later / breaking benjamin “your scream is burning through my veins”

cradle to the grave / five finger death punch “i’m not an idol, not an angel, not a saint”

fear hate love / papa roach  “i had a handful of cards stacked against me”

whore / in this moment “you love me for everything you hate me for”

all night / icona pop “we can hit the lights, make the wrongs turn right”

bleeding out / imagine dragons “so i bare my skin and i count my sins” 

do not disturb / halestorm  “i love your accent, i wonder what it’ll sound like when you cum”

last december / letters from the fire “you chose to forsake the blood that runs through your veins” “you took what we gave and buried it in your shame”

ghost assassin / maduk  “i don’t want to know what she did, she’s not who i am” “she once was a villain and it’s hiding in her soul”

fix me / 10 years “i’m fine in the fire, i feed on the friction”

tagged by: @dustfled ! and i saw it all over the dash

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hoardofheroes // mercury.

   a low hiss left the assassin, head tilting back in time with her tug.   heat rose in his chest like fire, aching to shed some layers and finally enjoy vanil in the ways he couldn’t before.   patience had never been his strong suit, and he was already squirming at her touch, knowing that there was no way she couldn’t feel his erection straining against his boxers.     

   ❛     yes, please.     ❜    mercury breathed, reaching down to tug his cock free from the constraints of his underwear.   it was a bit awkward, with their position, but he managed – cock springing free and standing at attention, deliciously close to where he wanted it to be.  daringly, his fingers caught the hem of her skirt on the way up, hiking it up her thighs to expose the skin beneath.   

  he didn’t want to seem too eager, but given how quickly vanil had been able to get a rise out of him, he figured that pretense had long gone out the window.      ❛     you wanna – move this to the bed?     ❜

      ━ Nothing passes her notice, particularly the way his hips twitch beneath her and what's trying to poke its way through the barriers of fabric. It satisfies her ego, having done so little to rile him up, but not her body, which continues to ache in yearning from the inside out. She'll have to do something about that, and soon.

       Vanil's eyes are directed down, gifted with a sight that she'd been waiting to see for weeks upon months. Desire in its most palpable form practically glows behind those brown hues. Her tongue darts out to swipe along her lips coupled with an enlightened hum, as if teasing her appetite for a delicious treat ( which might truly be the case ). However, she has to show some restraint, lest she outright swallow him whole here and now. The mere thought of that has her chuckle to herself, hands moving to rest atop of his while they graze her bare thighs.

       ❝Well, isn't someone eager?❞ She can't help it -- it's in her nature to throw off-handed jabs, all just to tease. Her actual reply comes in physical form, lifting herself from his lap ( planting one more kiss to his lips before she does ) to allow them both to move. She turns, her back to him while she faces her bed. ❝But, I'm not really one to talk,❞ her thumbs hook onto the elastic of her panties underneath her skirt, slowly sliding them down the curves of her ass, thighs, til they're dropped to the floor and kicked out of the way. ❝Because I'm just as excited.❞